The homeless man's expression and anger illustrate his unwillingness.

This is a man who has been struck down by fate.

Bankrupt, terminally ill, abandoned by his loved ones, as if the whole world was against him, and no one would be able to bear it, neither Coulson nor Steve would feel that they would be stronger than the person in front of them.

Or rather.

Being strong doesn't change anything at all except that it makes them less painful before they die.

"You're right." Shen Mo still smiled gently, and he didn't seem to be angered by this person's rudeness, he just smiled flatly, "There is no God in this world, at least not before I came, so are you willing to accept my mercy and exchange all your worth for a young, healthy body?" ”

That's right, there is no God in this universe.

There was God here before silence came.

After all, there is indeed a certain mythological system in the Marvel system, for example, the power of Ghost Rider comes from the devil, and the movie Marvel World seems to have appeared Ghost Rider.

But when I came here, I found that there is no heaven and no hell in this universe.

The silent gaze traveled through fate, and saw the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent plot in fate, only to find that the ghost rider was just a superpower with powers similar to that of the evil ghost rider.

At least, this is the case within this universe.

Perhaps there is still some kind of continuity between this evil ghost rider and the demon, but whether the demon's power can come to this universe still needs to be further tested and tested by Shen Mo.

And in the face of the silent words, the anger in the homeless man's heart has reached the point where it is visible to the naked eye.

"Do you think you're God?"

He felt that he had met someone who liked to play tricks on poor people, taking pleasure in the despair of others.

"I don't think I'm God." Shen Mo slowly raised his palm, "But you can think so. ”

With his movements and words, the carefully preserved dollar bills, hidden, flew out of the homeless man's body and the pile of salutes, and slowly hovered in the palm of his silent hand, which was his accumulation for nearly ten years.

Poof.

The homeless man was paralyzed on the ground, staring at all this with a blank gaze.

Then he became ecstatic, and he fell directly to the ground, as if he wanted to kiss the silent toes.

Already somewhat speechless.

"Take it! Take it all! My God, I will play to you day and night, and beg your mercy......"

Regardless of whether the being in front of him is God or not, He is His God in the present that offers hope.

Coulson and Steve watched the scene silently.

Their hearts were also full of shock, especially when they saw the vagabond's gray hair rapidly turn black, the folded skin smoothed again, and even the emaciated body became full again.

Miracle?

For the homeless man in despair, this is his miracle.

Even if God took all the assets he had worked so hard for ten years, he was still ecstatic, because youth and health could not be bought for any amount of money.

So he knelt, he pleaded, he laughed wildly, he wept bitterly.

Steve was shaken even more.

He looked at the homeless man who had returned to his youth, thought of his girlfriend with gray hair, and remembered his biggest regret - the ball that he had missed.

This, like what happened to this homeless man, is a regret that cannot be changed no matter what.

That's how it should be.

But in front of "God", it seems so simple that even the cost seems to be insignificant.

"Are you really God?" Steve asked.

"What you think I am, then I am." Silent eyes didn't look at the homeless man, but turned his head and rested on Steve's for the first time.

Just a moment of eye contact.

Steve almost sank into those eyes as deep as a galaxy, as if he had seen everything in the world, seen countless stars, seen his own destiny, his own life, and seemed to have seen nothing, and he didn't remember seeing anything.

"God will answer people's prayers and grant people's wishes, and so will you." Steve said.

"Only occasionally." Shen Mo said softly, and then laughed, "In my opinion, whether it is God or a demon, it is just a symbol of power and action, as long as you have God's power and action, it is God, but I really want to say that I am still different from the God you think." ”

"You're going to get paid, do you mean it's different?" Coulson chimed in.

He had seen the god strike twice.

Every time it works wonders.

The dead are brought back to life and rejuvenated.

But they were also paid every time, whether it was Jeffrey or the homeless man, they all paid the price of money.

Coulson felt that it was necessary to determine whether this was a particular preference, or a certain kind of rule.

"I don't get paid, I get paid for the effort I put in." Shen Mo slowly shook his head, looked at these two people, and chuckled, "Not all people can get my mercy, the only thing I care about is the will to chase your wishes, Steve, you want to make up for your regrets and want to spend a peaceful life, but are you willing to work hard for this wish?" ”

Steve's mouth was slightly open.

He knew everything about himself and was seen through.

Name, heart.

But he couldn't answer this question, because he didn't make any effort, and he didn't even dare to visit the old man who was lying on the hospital bed, already a little delirious.

"Can I earn your mercy if I work hard?" Coulson asked again.

Although it should be Steve in charge, Steve is in a trance at this time, with all kinds of thoughts, and he can't respond at all.

Shen Mo glanced at Coulson, and just said flatly:

"No, it depends on my mood."

"......" This time it was Coulson's turn to be speechless.

The chat with a god, a god, suddenly talked about the "mood", which is the last thing they want to see, because the mood is different from the rules.

Unpredictable, unpredictable.

It would be terrible if you could destroy the world at any time because you were in a bad mood.

"I know what you're here for, but it's a very boring purpose." Silently took a step slowly, and in an instant, everything around him stopped.

Time stops.

And this time, the coverage is the entire planet.

It's a show of strength, but it's also a test of silence.

See what reactions will be triggered by stopping time on the entire planet.

The soft glow of the Time Stone worn on the chest of a bald Supreme Mage made her the only one on the planet other than Coulson and Steve who hadn't been stopped.