Jane looked disgusted.
Why ignore a living, breathing beauty like her just to flirt with a hammer? You deserve to sleep alone forever.
"Boss, why did you lie to Thor?" Jane couldn't understand Jack's intentions and couldn't help asking.
Jack curled his lips into an amused smile.
"I just found it interesting. Seeing that betrayed look on his face… it made me happy."
Jane looked at him with mild disdain.
"Ew~ Boss, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. That's really disgusting."
Jack just smiled without replying, already thinking about how to obtain Odin's Eternal Spear and the Destroyer Armor. Those were all divine artifacts worth drooling over.
After returning to the small town of Old Bridge, Selvig and Darcy were busy researching.
Selvig was focused on the instruments, while Darcy was trying to figure out how to eat the delicious meat inside a takeout box without opening it.
Hearing footsteps, Darcy guiltily glanced at the book on the table, like a kid whose parents suddenly checked whether they were playing games.
Jack walked over and glanced at the book.
"Norse mythology?" he asked casually. "So, did you find any records about me?"
Darcy looked up, confused.
At that moment, Thor walked in and explained,
"This is my uncle, Jack Borson."
Darcy: (｡•᷄ࡇ•᷅｡)?
Selvig, who had been concentrating, nearly choked when he heard that. He adjusted his glasses and said seriously,
"Boss, now I'm certain this man is definitely not Thor, nor the God of Thunder. He's just… physically sturdy."
Thor immediately exploded.
"Midgardian! I have tolerated you long enough! Earlier, you used a despicable weapon to knock me unconscious, and now you dare slander Thor Odinson, God of Thunder of Asgard!"
Selvig shot back angrily,
"If you were really Thor, electricity wouldn't knock you out. Want to try the taser again?"
He said this while calmly pulling a fully charged taser from the drawer.
Thor subconsciously leaned back, relaxing slightly when he saw Selvig didn't press the trigger.
Jack slapped his thigh loudly.
Thor, who had just relaxed, jumped, checked himself, and then stared at his "uncle" in silence.
Thor: (눈‸눈)
Selvig frowned and asked Jack,
"Boss, Odin's brother is Loki. If you're going to lie, at least lie properly. Only an idiot would believe Odin's brother has an Eastern name like Jack Borson."
Thor became unhappy again.
"Stupid Midgardian! Loki reminded me countless times—he is my brother! Maybe the mythology books you read are pirated versions."
Jack opened the insulated box, pulled out roasted beef and lamb, and casually said,
"I suspect Earth's Norse mythology was written by Loki. He probably wanted to be your uncle too."
Thor thought about it seriously.
…That actually sounded like something Loki would do.
Jack successfully used the Great Food Transfer Technique to divert the conflict.
Three hours later, Selvig and Thor had progressed from mutual hostility, to discussing life confusion, to drunkenly debating the meaning of existence. Eventually, Selvig insisted on sparring with Thor.
The earlier hostility was completely gone.
Jane and Darcy told Jack they were heading back to the RV to sleep. Jack had Thor carry the half-conscious Selvig and booked a hotel room for them.
As they went upstairs, Selvig was still muttering,
"Lightning Boy… if you lose, you have to stay away from Jane tomorrow…"
Jack felt refreshed. Since Wanda and the others hadn't drained him the past two days, his strength had noticeably increased. Tomorrow, he planned to confront the Destroyer Armor directly.
Odin could use that thing to fight Celestials, yet in the movie it somehow got wrecked by Thor. If Thor destroyed it again, Jack planned to immediately salvage it.
There was no way he'd let HYDRA benefit.
"Jarvis," Jack said, "send a few more cargo-capable suits. We're bringing back a big guy."
Jarvis replied promptly,
"Understood, Mr. Jack. Mr. Stark said to inform him if you encounter any issues. He's been exhausted from researching lithography recently."
"Have Tony come tomorrow," Jack said calmly. "I'll give him a show. Let him relax."
"Sir said he will attend," Jarvis replied. "He hopes the show will be entertaining."
Jack smiled faintly.
"Oh, it will be very entertaining."
With nothing else to do, Jack opened the system.
[Daily Check-in System]
[Host: Jack]
[Skills: Killing Intent Perception, Red Hulk Transformation, Eye of Wisdom, Missile Survivor, Martial Arts Proficiency, Master-level Hamburger Making, Bio-Electric Adsorption, Hardening, Mental Barrier, Lightning Attraction Technique]
[Physique: Steel Kidney Body (dddd)]
[Weapons: Tactical Goggles (Lock-on), Infinite Ammo Desert Eagle, Imitation Ten Rings, One Jericho Missile, Spider Suit]
[Items: Holy Blessing Potion, Nanomolecular Repair Agent, Summoning Card ×2, Mjolnir Authorization Card]
Strength: 125
Speed: 59
Spirit: 78
Jack decided to test a Summoning Card.
Summoning Card: (٥ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀﹏ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥́) Finally remembered…
Jack had planned to test it earlier, but Sukumizu Wanda, Sailor-Suit Wanda, and Fishnet-Stockings Wanda kept interrupting him.
After reading the description again, his worries eased.
The magic circle appeared on the bed.
When the silhouette appeared, Jack lost hope instantly.
It was a huge, muscular man over two meters tall.
Jack stared at the Sexy Prisoner standing proudly on his bed and immediately decided the bed was permanently contaminated.
The bed collapsed.
Bed: I've reached my limit too.
"Are you my Master?" the man asked, flexing into a muscle flower.
"Sexy Prisoner greets Master! This flower represents my burning love!"
Jack: (٥꒦ິdish꒦ີ) What the hell did I summon?!
"From now on," Jack snapped, "your front is forbidden from facing my back."
Sexy Prisoner froze, heartbroken.
Jack rubbed his temples.
"Change how you address me. Call me Boss."
"Understood, Boss," Sexy Prisoner replied sadly.
Jack changed rooms and summoned again.
This time, an elderly gentleman appeared.
"Sebastian, reporting for duty, Master."
(Sebas from Overlord)
Jack's smile nearly split his face.
"…Acceptable."
After some very unfortunate misunderstandings, Jack brought Sebas to meet the Sexy Prisoner.
Opening the door—
Jack wished he could gouge his eyes out.
"Save him!" Jack shouted.
Sebas reacted instantly, knocking Sexy Prisoner away and neutralizing the situation.
After everything settled, Jack pinched the bridge of his nose.
"As long as you didn't kidnap him off the street, forget it. Sebas, let's go."
As they left, Jack muttered,
"This hotel's feng shui is cursed. Too much Dragon Yang Qi."
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