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Chapter 68: Special Ability?
"Boom—"
Maya Hansen, trembling, injected Extremis into the theoretically undead skeleton chicken. Instantly, the skeleton chicken transformed into a formidable fighting creature.
After a brief burst of excitement, the bones of the chicken turned red before exploding. The poor KFC- creature met its end, unable to escape being smashed to pieces...
"Boring."
Hela uttered this one word before leaving coldly. Maya Hansen looked dejected.
Thor, on the other hand, observed the explosion with some satisfaction. The explosion had the force of an ordinary grenade. If Thor hadn't shielded Maya Hansen immediately, he might have been seriously injured or worse. This demonstrated that Extremis' enhancement effect on undead creatures was still significant.
"Miss Maya, I've decided to increase my investment in you. From now on, your funding will be unrestricted. As for experimental materials, my sister will provide them to you continuously."
Previously, she would have been thrilled by this. But now, the thought of dealing with a pile of rotting skeletons day in and day out...
She felt the deep malice of this world...
…
Thus, the manor now had two additional residents: Hela and Maya Hansen.
When Natasha returned home, she gave Maya Hansen a narrow-eyed glance before looking at Thor as if he were a beast.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Thor raised an eyebrow.
"I was wondering if you have some ability to always know where beautiful women are waiting for you to strike up a conversation..."
"What do you mean?"
"Sister Peggy, I'm not sure. Wasn't that scientist just now? Also, you were clearly on the Western Front, but you managed to appear in Stalingrad to take me away..."
"I've told you before, I was teleported there because of an incident while tracking Red Skull. The two locations were hundreds of kilometers apart, and the travel conditions at that time made such a feat impossible."
Thor sighed: "I can't even imagine how long it took us to return to the Western Front."
Natasha remained silent, her gaze distant as if she was lost in memories of those days.
"Alright, be serious. What do you want to say?" Thor sat up straight, knowing Natasha wouldn't visit just to tease him.
Natasha stopped joking and said seriously, "The child you left behind with Peggy was found last time. Are you planning to adopt her?"
Given Thor's Asgardian background, it was unusual for him to have had children over the years.
The Creator is fair; the longer a race lives, the lower its fertility tends to be.
Just like Odin, who has lived for so long and only has three children—one of whom is adopted...
If it weren't for the underpopulation, Thor's unpredictable nature would never have made him the crown prince; Odin would have replaced him long ago.
Thor quickly shook his head: "Why would I want a child so soon? I'm still young. My father had me become a prince over a thousand years ago..."
It was indeed a burden—how could anyone handle being a prince for over a thousand and five hundred years?
If he were mortal, the prospect of a thousand and five hundred years would have led to rebellion long ago...
"That's true."
Natasha said firmly, "This child named Daisy John is exceptionally beautiful, and you have questionable motives!"
Thor: "..."
He simply believed that having skilled individuals like Daisy in the future would be advantageous, so he was just preparing for the Avengers' assembly in advance!
However, seeing Natasha's smirking face, he was somewhat speechless. After all, his own integrity had always been questionable.
When he rescued young Natasha, his only intention was to train her as an agent, but things didn't go as planned...
It's all the fault of that mischievous miss system , who made his resolve faulter endlessly! ,I suspect she is lesbian.