Chapter 94: Cybertron Planet Template! Black Death Sword!

Chapter 94: Cybertron Planet Template! Black Death Sword!

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There are two types of Black Death Swords.

The first is called the All-Black Death Sword, which is the ancestor of the symbiote. It is also the strongest Black Death Sword. The All-Black Death Sword is not just for killing gods; it can even kill the gods themselves. Gnar used this sword to hunt down gods, making the All-Black Death Sword capable of killing beings on the level of a single universe.

The second is called the Black Death Sword. This sword has been passed down from generation to generation and is not the original All-Black Death Sword. An ordinary Black Death Sword can grant anyone the power to slaughter gods, but it can also affect the wielder's mind. It's similar to the Darkin weapons in *League of Legends*. In severe cases, the wielder may even be controlled by the weapon.

This is how these two swords are classified.

"That's it," Hela nodded repeatedly after listening, indicating that she understood. But she still looked at the Black Death Sword eagerly. Then, she started shaking Lorien's leg with her hand. When Lorien looked over, she stared back with even more eager eyes. In that moment, she looked no different from a puppy begging for attention.

Lorien was amused by her behavior but shook his head and said, "This sword cannot be given to you now."

"Man's ambition is unlimited, and for gods, even more so. If I give it to you and you end up going down the wrong path, you wouldn't be my confidante anymore."

"If you want this sword, either exchange it for something of equal value or earn my complete trust."

Upon hearing this, Hela knew that it wasn't possible to get the sword right now. She could tell Lorien was serious and speaking the truth without any empathy. But after thinking about it, she realized that while she couldn't have the sword now, there was still a possibility for the future. While she might not have something of equal value to offer, she could stay by Lorien's side and slowly earn his trust.

And who knows? Maybe one day, she would be able to obtain it.

Lorien, surprised by Hela's reasoning, remembered the first time he met her. He had to beat her up, and she had simply said, "I want you." Now, she was much more reasonable and obedient. Not bad at all.

Lorien patted little Hela's head in satisfaction. "Go back to your game, dear."

"Okay," Hela replied, and without another word, she returned to her game, not making any noise. Her obedient and adorable demeanor made Lorien feel a bit guilty.

*Tsk, tsk,* he thought. The soft approach always cuts the deepest. But despite the guilt, Lorien wasn't going to change his mind on this matter.

With that settled, Lorien turned his attention to the last reward.

"Cybertron Planet Template."

This was interesting. If it was what Lorien thought it was, then it might be the biggest thing he had ever gotten from a check-in.

Lorien quickly reviewed the details of the reward.

[Cybertron Planet Template: After selecting a planet with a diameter of no more than 10,000 kilometers and applying the template to the planet's core, the planet will automatically produce various resources found on Cybertron!]

[Note: The resources will only be produced once!]

*Ohhh...* So he could choose a planet, apply the template, and the planet's core would generate the same resources as Cybertron. Strictly speaking, this was a resource card. By using it, Lorien would obtain trillions of tons of various resources! However, since these resources were tied to a planet, whether or not they could be mined or utilized would depend solely on him.

"I see," Lorien murmured as he understood the potential of this reward. But he also had a new idea forming in his mind, combining it with the previous reward.

You see, most people would either not use this reward or use it and waste it. But Lorien was different! He had the Allspark and a thousand planetary engines! Although two out of those thousand lacked energy, it wasn't impossible to fix that issue. All he needed was a suitable power system.

So... Lorien could actually create his own Cybertron planet!

*Hiss...* Lorien took a sharp breath at the thought of this. The idea of owning a Cybertron planet and being its creator was simply too exciting!

With this in mind, Lorien was ready to become the creator of Cybertron. However, looking at the time, it was now noon. If he wanted to create the planet, he would need to wait until after work in the afternoon to check in. After all, it didn't matter whether he became the creator at noon, in the afternoon, or in the evening. But if he didn't check in today, he wouldn't be able to make this happen. So Lorien decided that it would be better to create Cybertron after clocking out in the afternoon.

*Sip~*

As he thought this, Lorien took another sip of his milk tea.

*Knock, knock~*

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Lorien said.

The door was pushed open, and a woman in a hoodie and blue jeans walked in. It was Black Widow.

"Uh..." Lorien was taken aback when he saw her outfit.

Natasha Romanoff pulled down her hood and then sat in front of Lorien, smiling. "Don't recognize me?"

"No," Lorien shook his head, then gestured for Hela to bring Natasha a bottle of milk tea. "It's just that the first time I met Wanda, she was wearing this exact outfit. Same style, too."

"What a coincidence," Natasha remarked, also surprised. Then she unzipped her hoodie halfway and, with a mischievous smile, pulled it back up.

"What about this?"

Lorien's expression remained unchanged, but he took a mental breath. Under the hoodie, Natasha was wearing full-body tights—stockings that went all the way up to her neck, wrapping her entire body. It looked very much like a battle suit. Very... wow.

Seeing Lorien's reaction, Natasha grinned and said, "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not into anything weird. These stockings just allow me to quickly put on a battle suit. And they're convenient for action as well."

After she finished speaking, Lorien nodded, indicating that he understood. He really did. To put it simply, this setup was, well... practical.

"Cough, cough," Lorien cleared his throat, then turned back to Natasha. "You came here dressed like this—I mean, the hoodie and jeans—it must be related to something going on with the Avengers and international affairs. Now that you're here, do you need some advice?"

Natasha thought about it for a moment. She was someone who could be serious when needed, but not all the time. After a brief pause, she nodded.

"Because of what happened at the airport in Germany, the Avengers have been integrated into the United Nations system. Tony has given up basic control of the Avengers, retaining only a core control. Captain America, along with his people, has gone underground, possibly hiding. But I suspect he's investigating on his own, trying to bring down the U.N. rules and free the superheroes. The others have to stay at the base and follow U.N. missions. They're not allowed to act as superheroes on their own outside. That's why I'm dressed like this."

"Of course, by 'dressed like this,' I mean the hoodie and blue jeans."