On a hot summer day, the earth is scorched like a steamer, and the golden sun hangs high above everyone's heads, making it impossible to avoid it.

This kind of weather is a perfect match for cold drinks.

The reputation of the chilled lemonade at a drink shop on the town's commercial street also seems to be quite good, and Richard also made a special trip to try it. He waited in the queue and saw that the customer in front of him who had already bought a drink was holding a plastic soft cup filled with ice cubes of various sizes, and lemonade only filled the little space left beyond the ice cubes.

Do I rub? That's a bit too cheaty, isn't it? If you take this ice cube away, isn't the drink even less than a third of a full glass?

Richard's mind turned, and when it was his turn, he handed over the bill and said, "A glass of cold lemonade, go to the ice." ”

He deliberately accentuated the word "go to ice", and couldn't help but praise his wit from the bottom of his heart.

Ha, you can't just stuff me with another cup of ice cubes, can you?

As a result, the little brother behind the counter collected the banknote and looked at him expressionlessly: "You have to add extra money to the ice." ”

Richard: "......"

Uncle Li! You're a little too direct, aren't you? Don't you hide your embarrassment?

Anyway, it was only a matter of a few dollars, and Richard decided not to bother with this small merchant and peddler. However, the lemonade tastes good, and the money is not unjustly spent.

Richard continued to wander down the high street while biting on a straw. After walking for a while, a strange voice sounded from the side: "This brother, your complexion looks very bad." ”

Richard paused, turned his head and saw a strange uncle sitting in a shady alley next to him, with a stubble on his chin and a little vicissitudes. He was dressed in black, wearing a robe on a hot day, and a crystal ball was placed on a table covered with red cloth in front of him, with tarot cards on the side.

Richard immediately thought of some common feng shui masters in his previous life, and set up a stall mysteriously, pointing at passers-by: "This donor, please stay, I see that your Yin Tang is black, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood light......"

Richard ignored it, and continued to walk away, but heard the uncle say again: "But I can see that you are different, you have some very special abilities, some special powers that ordinary people do not have. But you must know that power always begets destruction, and the more powerful the power, the more so, and it will only accompany ...... Risk. ”

Richard paused and turned his head in disbelief.

Really? Did the uncle really see that he was different, or did he just say that to everyone who passed by his stall?

If this kind of guy was in the past, he would have been labeled as a charlatan, but now it's different, this is the Marvel Universe! There are black technology, magic and metaphysics, maybe which passer-by who is not good-looking is the hidden boss?

What the? You say that a really capable guy won't set up a stall under the sun?

So who knows? The DC family next door is so awesome, the mysterious side boss, isn't it a daily stall fortune teller?

Anyway, there was nothing to do, and Richard decided that it would be better to listen to what the uncle had to say, and it would be a pastime.

And this greasy uncle in a black robe is actually our god of trickery, Loki.

In fact, the real owner of this stall is really a charlatan, but he is sleeping in the bathroom at this moment. Loki personally went into battle, transformed into the image of the stall owner, and waited here.

"Master, what do you say?" Richard sat down, "You just mentioned destruction?" ”

Loki looked mysterious, squinted his eyes and nodded slowly: "Not bad." But the fog that hangs over your fate is too heavy, and I need your cooperation in order to see your fate and how the disaster came......"

"Is this going to be used?" Richard pointed to the crystal ball in front of him.

Loki shook his head, "No. ”

There is no magic fluctuation in this broken crystal ball, and the broken glass ball used by a fool is fooled by visual inspection, who wants to use this thing?

Richard smiled and nodded: "That's good, if you say you want to see the crystal ball, maybe I'll turn around and leave." As a reminder, your crystal ball has faded. ”

Loki: "......"

! Are human liars so unprofessional? If you lie to people, you can lie to people, so you have to be professional, right? Can you believe that the crystal ball will fade?

Even he, Loki, the god of deception, felt shameless. Although it was not his own, he still had a sense of frustration that he had told the worst lie of his life......

"Ahem, it doesn't matter." Loki struggles to salvage the crumbling image of the mystery, "It's a common misconception among mortals. The crystal ball is only a prop to support vision, and the material itself does not matter. A powerful soothsayer doesn't even need this kind of thing to be able to do vision. ”

"In other words, its practical glass balls are also fine?" Richard asked.

"Hmm..... That's true. Loki had to follow his words and talk nonsense in a serious way. For the first time in his life, Loki discovered that even the conscience of the god of fraud hurts when some nonsense is spoken......

"Then I guess you must be a very powerful soothsayer, master?"

"Of course." Loki instantly became confident, he didn't believe that there were a few mages in this small place of Midgard who were more professional than him, "Come on, come on, I'll show you." ”

This time Loki didn't fool around, he really started to cast the spell. This is also the real purpose of his effort - to test the other party's reality and see what kind of mysterious power is residing in this mortal body, why can he pick up his brother's meow hammer?

With the help of some kind of hypnotic spell, Loki carefully extended his consciousness and probed into Richard's consciousness. Loki felt as if he was groping his way through a pitch-black space, until a moment later the light shone through.

Suddenly, a faint blue light dispelled the darkness and filled the entire end of the space. The entire space seemed sacred and inviolable, and a seemingly omnipresent force permeated the entire space, haunting Loki.

For a moment, Loki felt like an ant that had strayed into some kind of ancient temple, and couldn't help but want to bow down under the unseen power.

Then light began to appear in the space. Countless golden particles emerged out of thin air from all directions, converging in one place, gradually forming an entity. The body climbed higher and higher, and grew larger and larger, until it turned into a giant with vague outlines, and its golden eyes looked down on Loki with seemingly endless coercion, as if to say—

- Boy, what do you see?

Almost reflexively, Loki's consciousness scurried out of the space as if fleeing for his life. He forgot to maintain his image, and the middle-aged uncle instantly changed back to Loki's original appearance, jumped away from the table with a scream, stumbled and fell on his back, and even kicked the table over him, and the faded crystal ball smashed to pieces on the ground.

Richard looked at the funny-looking guy on the ground and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Loki??? ”

(Thank you to my book friend Lan Shiyu for letting me eat hundreds of millions of tips!) ）