[Sponsored] Chapter 500: Live Streaming the Infinity War

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To be honest, Stark didn't even understand the meaning of Fang Mo's words.

However, fortunately, Fang Mo knew when to stop, especially since Spider-Man was only a teenager here; bullying him didn't really make any sense.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you call Peter Parker over or not."

Fang Mo spread his hands and redirected the conversation back on track: "The scale of my battle with Thanos is expected to be quite exaggerated. It's highly unlikely that you'll be able to intervene, even with Spider-Man included. This is the difference between mortals and gods."

"Don't underestimate humanity."

Stark immediately retorted: "Even if we can't be the main force, we can at least play a supporting role, right? You should know that our side isn't just a bunch of guys with muscles for brains; there's also me, a genius scientist. Sometimes, a stroke of genius can really make a difference."

"Really?"

Fang Mo glanced at Stark: "Then perhaps you should use your stroke of genius to think about what you would do if the enemy threw an entire asteroid at you."

"I would warn him not to throw a second one, or else I would get angry."

Stark blurted out immediately.

"6."

Fang Mo couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up after hearing this. The answer was exactly like the one in the original story. One can only say that it's typical of Stark, still maintaining his quality. If it were Fang Mo, he probably would've just shouted "Thanos CNM!" outright.

(TL: Thanos F*ck your mother!")

"So, you guys have to follow me, right?"

After thinking about it, Fang Mo spoke up again: "Then let me make it clear in advance, if you die from some unknown AOE, I won't take responsibility..."

"Don't worry, Fang Mo."

This time, it was Captain America who spoke, his face bearing his characteristic determination: "When it comes to sacrifices, we were ready on day one."

"Sorry, Captain, but I don't want to die just yet..."

However, as soon as Captain America finished speaking, Stark suddenly interrupted him, then turned to look at Fang Mo: "Speaking of which, we're friends after all. Try to have some faith in us, will you? The Avengers aren't as weak as you think."

"It's not that you're weak, it's just that this situation is different."

Fang Mo shook his head: "Before, I was just messing around, but this time, I..."

"I know you want the Infinity Stones."

Before Fang Mo could finish, Nick Fury suddenly spoke up. However, unlike his previous remarks, this time his tone was more serious, standing in front of Fang Mo: "Although you've been trying your best to hide it, some things can't be concealed. I guess you probably want to return to your own world, right?"

"What? You're talking about my world?"

Fang Mo was taken aback, then subconsciously smiled: "Not... My world is right there. I can go back anytime, I even built a Joyland there..."

"You know I'm not talking about your dimension, but your home."

Nick Fury looked into Fang Mo's eyes. His expression was very calm, but somehow it contained an indescribable essence: "You approach this world, everything here, with that carefree attitude, maintaining a certain detachment, trying to cover your essence with joy or malice, I know all this."

"So what?"

Fang Mo also looked into his eyes: "I've told you, without morality, one cannot be morally kidnapped. Similarly, my distant attitude is to ensure no one can influence me. Is there a problem with that?"

"That's just an excuse, because no one here has truly understood you yet."

Nick Fury glanced at Fang Mo: "Look around, Stark, Agent Barton, Captain, Mr. Winter Soldier, Dr. Banner, even me... Fang Mo, none of us are alone."

"..."

Hearing this, Fang Mo involuntarily frowned.

"Truly lonely people always say being alone is good." Nick Fury didn't pay attention to Fang Mo's changing expression but continued: "But honestly, I understand that feeling, and I believe everyone here does too."

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

Fang Mo couldn't help but ask: "Can we stop speaking in riddles?"

"Living might inherently be about loneliness."

Nick Fury said: "Perhaps, to someone with a life as long as a demon god's, we are nothing but ants, but right now, we are alive, here in front of you, Fang Mo, we are friends."

"Our Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. finally said something right."

Upon hearing this, Stark nodded and then took the opportunity to speak to Fang Mo: "If one day I am gone, and you find yourself bored, then you are welcome to bring me back to chat about life. Let me know what great things you've been up to lately, and I'll definitely give you a thumbs up. Oh, and... remember to prepare a cigar and chilled whiskey for me, as well as my luxury yacht. These are essential items for summoning me."

"I'll pour a bottle of chlorophyll over your coffin," was the retort.

Hearing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes in response.

"Haha, that sounds quite healthy," Hawkeye laughed, then said to Fang Mo, "If you have time, you are welcome to visit my little farm, where I can show you my unique bathing techniques."

"If you really can't handle it, give the Eye of Ender to Nick," Fang Mo said with a hand to his forehead. "I think his skin color is more suited to being 'Little Black', and besides, black people not bathing won't draw comments, and they can even teleport away from white cops..."

"Try to be a bit more polite," came the response.

Nick Fury's face darkened once again.

"Fang Mo, you are not just our friend," Dr. Banner spoke up at this moment, sincerely saying, "You are also a friend of Hulk."

"I guess Thor isn't here, or he would definitely be giving you a big hug right now."

Hearing this, Natasha smiled from a distance: "Of course, if you don't mind, I can give you a big hug too, though I heard you might not be keen on women."

"Maybe he already has someone he likes in his heart."

Barton immediately joked, "Let's make a bet on what kind of girl Fang Mo would like. Could it be a beautiful Eastern maiden?"

"Or perhaps a girl with a bad personality," Nick Fury remarked indifferently.

"Hey, you've asked the right person," Stark said, snapping his fingers. "I've actually heard the Pajama Lady... er, the Supreme Intelligence mention this. She said she would automatically transform into the most important person in someone's memory. Everyone here has seen what the Supreme Intelligence looks like, right?"

"What!?"

Dr. Banner widened his eyes in shock: "But the Supreme Intelligence looks like she's not even of age?"

"He can wait," Stark said with a shrug, continuing to enliven the atmosphere with exaggerated expressions. "After all, even Death can't deal with him, so waiting a few more years to be legal isn't a big deal, right?"

"You guys..."

Seeing the group speaking all at once, Fang Mo felt a headache coming on and rubbed his temples.

It could be said that ol' Nick really lived up to his role as the head of the agency. Normally, one might not remember this aspect of his identity, but it turned out he was the one who knew Fang Mo best, truly understanding him through and through.

Fang Mo was not foolish.

Of course, he could hear it.

Perhaps Nick already knew that he wanted to use the Infinity Gauntlet to make a wish. However, he was also worried about something - that if the wish failed, the huge psychological gap might lead to an emotional breakdown.

You could say that as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he was worried about the safety of Earth.

But at the same time, you could also say he was worried as a friend, concerned about Fang Mo's mental well-being.

"Hey, Fang Mo."

Just as Fang Mo was somewhat amused, Stark called out to him again: "Aren't you going to explain? I must have guessed right, didn't I?"

"How can I say this..."

Fang Mo shook his head helplessly, then laughed lightly, touching on the topic: "Let's just say... if I hadn't met her, I could have endured those loneliness."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Immediately, the crowd started to tease, acting not like they were about to go into a big battle, but rather like they were preparing to attend a close friend's wedding.

And Fang Mo, looking at these people intentionally stirring things up.

He knew they didn't want to make the mood too oppressive, so they were deliberately livening up the atmosphere.

It has to be said, Nick Fury did make a point. These people might have indeed been characters from Marvel's storyline, and Fang Mo knew everything about their fates, life, and death, creating a sense of distance between them.

Of course, this was inevitable, as Nyarlathotep had told him before.

Just because you wish to become an ant doesn't mean you truly are one. Even if you wear the same skin as they do, eat the same food, you will always know more than they do. Your vision, your thoughts, and your strength far exceed their understanding.

In such a long association, Fang Mo gradually became accustomed to the presence of these people. Perhaps they were once characters in a story, those NPCs well known to Fang Mo. But after Fang Mo detoxified Stark by scraping the bone, turned Nick Fury into a big grudge, and rescued Thor from the vortex of misfortune, they stepped out of Fang Mo's original memory and became living individuals.

Thinking this way, they could indeed be considered as friends of his own. Revelry is the loneliness of a group of people. And loneliness is the revelry of one person. Fang Mo could not distinguish whether he was alone or among a group, but he did not dislike this feeling. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh.

"All of you combined must be several hundred years old, still playing sentimental games with me, isn't that disgusting?" Fang Mo joked, pulling out a Totem of Undying and tossing it to the people: "Take it."

"You should be thankful Thor isn't here, otherwise, all of us together would be thousands of years old, and we're still trying to comfort another monster who knows how long it has lived." As Nick Fury spoke, he caught the strange gemstone Fang Mo threw: "What's this?"

"A spectator artifact." Fang Mo briefly introduced: "To prevent you all from turning to ash instantly, I've given you a protective device."

"Something like a magic barrier?" Not far away, Hawkeye, who had been ordered to cram various ACG settings, played with the life talisman in his hand and subconsciously said: "A magic stone that activates automatically upon life-threatening danger?"

"It's called the Spring BrotherMan Stone." Fang Mo said with a laugh, invoking an ancient meme: "As long as the person who believes in Spring Brother wears it, they automatically revive on the spot after death."

"What if one doesn't believe?" Natasha asked.

"Die then." Fang Mo shrugged as a matter of course: "Wanting to revive without believing in Spring Brother? Dream on."

...

But after all, time was pressing, and Thanos didn't leave much time for everyone. Soon, Fang Mo sensed the spatial fluctuations around him, probably because Doctor Strange wanted to initiate teleportation magic. But since this was already a pure white hyperspace, external mages wanting to enter here with their will had to get permission from Fang Mo, the dimensional magic god, which Fang Mo obviously wouldn't let Doctor Strange know, thus directly refusing the other's magic.

"Alright, Doctor Strange should have arrived by now." Clapping his hands, Fang Mo also told everyone, "Right, bring Gamora over too, no need to watch the video anymore. Just watch my operation, I'll show you the correct way to open Infinity War."

Saying this, Fang Mo directly activated Brown magic, teleporting everyone out. A flash of white light later, when the vision cleared, everyone found the scenery around had completely changed to a completely unfamiliar gigantic planet.

Fang Mo also looked around. This place was indeed not much different from the Titan seen in the movies. It was a planet not much different from Earth, with a blue atmosphere in the sky, only that the ground was littered with various ruins of buildings, densely packed as far as the eye could see.

Clearly, this planet once had a very glorious civilization, but now it was decayed... or rather destroyed, with relics of civilization everywhere. Those buildings, which were like huge mountains, had some mechanical components like starfish on them, their function unclear, with only the wind and sand filling the sky.

But all these things undoubtedly tell of the glory of this planet in the past.

"Alright, alright, let's get started with the setup."

As everyone was immersed in the surrounding environment, Fang Mo became impatient and urged: "If we delay any longer, the live broadcast will be postponed."

"Hey, Fang Mo, it's been a long time since we last saw each other!"

No sooner had these words been spoken than Star-Lord Peter Quill came over: "I heard you're going to fight a big dumb guy, the one who blew up our Titanic, right?"

"Look at what you're calling it."

Stark also looked at Fang Mo immediately upon hearing this.

However, Fang Mo did not respond but looked thoughtfully at Star-Lord, even making him feel a bit uneasy.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Star-Lord couldn't help but ask: "Did I do something wrong?"

"Do you know this person?"

Fang Mo pointed at Gamora, who was not far away, handcuffed with nano-cuffs and looking down, lost in thought.

"I don't know her."

Star-Lord said somewhat bewilderedly: "She doesn't look like she's from Earth, but... she seems quite sexy. Why bring an alien woman over if you're just going to fight?"

"You think she's very sexy?"

Fang Mo looked at Star-Lord, then immediately nodded: "Okay, got it, Strange, please open a portal and send this guy to Xandar."

"Sorry, I haven't been to the place you mentioned."

Strange immediately said.

"Huh?" Star-Lord was genuinely confused: "Wait, why are you sending me away? Aren't we, the Guardians of the Galaxy, united?"

However, Fang Mo didn't say anything but placed his hand on Star-Lord's shoulder.

The next second, with a flash of brown magic, Star-Lord was forcibly sent back to Earth, disappearing without a trace.

"Let me guess."

Rocket Raccoon, seeing this, was not surprised but said directly: "Quill is going to mess up something, right?"

"Yeah, this guy could start an endgame with just one punch."

Fang Mo nodded, then threw a few Totem of Undying over: "Take these, and be smart later. Don't die from an unknown AOE."

"Don't worry, I'll be piloting the spaceship to watch the battle from outer space."

Rocket Raccoon, having spent some time with Fang Mo and having seen him destroy planets, was the person who knew best what would happen next: "So, what do you need me to do now?"

"Can you find a way to connect to the universal channel?"

Fang Mo asked: "I plan to do a live broadcast, the kind that all civilizations in the universe can watch."

"It's not realistic for all civilizations to watch it, as some civilizations are inherently introverted like orphans, but I can take over important channels in a short time." Rocket Raccoon thought for a moment and said: "Give me three minutes, and that sword."

"Take it."

Fang Mo handed over the Sword of Supreme Intelligence.

"Leave it to me." Rocket Raccoon, dragging the sword, headed towards the spaceship. On the way past the Avengers, he suddenly saw the silent Winter Soldier and lit up: "Hmm? Buddy, that arm of yours is not bad, would you sell it to me?"

"Why can the raccoon talk?"

The Winter Soldier was also a bit confused. He first looked at Rocket Raccoon, then turned to look at Captain America next to him.

"This is Rocket." Captain America explained awkwardly: "Uh... a space raccoon."

"Sorry, this is not for sale."

Winter Soldier thought for a moment and then refused the other party.

"Boss, I want his arm!" Rocket Raccoon, famously unprincipled, turned his head and shouted at Fang Mo.

"You sort out the live broadcast first, we can talk about this kind of thing later."

Fang Mo glanced at his phone: "The time is almost upon us, you know?"

After receiving a promise, Rocket Raccoon excitedly rubbed his hands together and then, dragging a sword, hopped back to the cockpit. He then cooperated with Groot to bring out several machines and quickly assembled them into a simple recording device.

While Rocket Raccoon was busying himself with these gadgets.

The group also discussed tactics.

Although Fang Mo had said that Thanos had no weaknesses and that a direct confrontation would suffice, clearly, the group still wanted to make themselves useful, so after some discussion, Stark suggested setting up an ambush.

Given the high profile of Fang Mo's actions, broadcasting live and planning to kill Thanos' daughter, Thanos' focus would surely be on him.

It was a good opportunity for a sneak attack, perhaps even inflicting some damage.

After a short wait, the live broadcasting equipment was ready, and without another word, Fang Mo pressed the start button.

"Hello, everyone in the universe, bros, my name is Fang Mo."

Fang Mo, not shy of the spotlight, earnestly performed and cheerfully took out the Power Stone: "No tasks today, so I'll perform a bit for you all... biting the Power Stone."

"This thing is what Thanos dreams of day and night."

"I challenged him on Titan, but this cowardly Titan dared not come."

As he spoke, Fang Mo placed the Power Stone to his lips: "Well, there's nothing I can do but destroy what's most important to him. Thanos, I don't know if you're watching, but if you are, hurry up and come to die."

"Come on, bros, hit me up with some gifts, the Infinity Stones that were born at the beginning of the universe, now I'm going to bite it!"

After saying this, Fang Mo really put the Power Stone into his mouth.

Yet, as Fang Mo performed to this point, Thanos still had not made a move.

Even the people lying in ambush nearby couldn't help but sneak a peek, wanting to see how Fang Mo intended to bite the Power Stone.

"F*cking coward..."

Fang Mo didn't expect Thanos to really not show up, but he knew the subsequent plot, so naturally, he wasn't afraid. This was finally playing out the Infinity War, perhaps the last fun of Marvel. Thinking this, Fang Mo steeled his heart and bit down.

Since it was said to be a revelry, then let oneself be thoroughly indulgent once.

If it really comes down to it, the Power Stone could later be borrowed from the Quantum Realm, but today's task must be made clear.

Thinking this, Fang Mo directly bit down on the Power Stone with his molars, and instantly, a surge of purple light shot into the sky. However, the energy originally from the Power Stone was then attacked by Fang Mo back at the Power Stone itself.

With a crunching noise, Fang Mo's mouth started to spew out purple flames.

Everyone present was stunned.

Honestly, the atmosphere of the impending battle was quite oppressive, but Fang Mo's antics made it hard for everyone to remain tense. The previously unbearable heaviness of the moment was instantly relieved, and now everyone wanted to see what would happen if he really crushed the thing.

Of course, there were a few smart ones among them.

Like Nick Fury.

Knowing Fang Mo's obsession with returning, since he dared to bite, he surely had a backup plan.

But after all, not everyone understood Fang Mo as he did, and aside from the people present, in fact, many in the civilizations watching the broadcast couldn't help but be moved, among them the most exaggerated was the cosmic collector Tivan.

He was almost suffocating as he stared at the screen, his eyes filled with red blood vessels, as if what Fang Mo had in his mouth was not the Power Stone, but his life... ahem, his heart.

The Infinity Stones, as remnants condensed after the explosion of a cosmic singularity, can only be destroyed by the stones themselves, and what Fang Mo was using was indeed the mighty power of the Power Stone itself.

As Fang Mo gradually exerted force upwards.

Even the Power Stone, unable to bear the burden, began to crack.

Soon, Fang Mo's mouth suddenly brightened dramatically, but at that moment, space nearby twisted, and a tall, purple figure rushed out: "Wait for me! Stop!"

But his words were clearly a bit late.

In the next second, dazzling purple light sprayed directly from Fang Mo's mouth, and the entire ruins trembled violently. The closest live broadcast equipment was instantly destroyed.

Even Thanos, who had just teleported over, was flipped onto the ground.

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Yay, 500!