Chapter 730: Symphony of Victory (Part 2)_2

"With all honestly, Eternity wondered if his work ethic, ability, or outcomes were truly inferior to Death's?

So why did it seem as though OAA turned a blind eye to all of Death's mistakes, while he was left having to clean up the mess?

In this world, any living creature with personality will inevitably harbor such feelings.

In a company, it's not dreadful if one person carries most of the workload. What's worse is when another colleague not only does less work but also constantly causes trouble, adding to the chaos. And what's even worse is when the big boss chooses to ignore such situations, granting complete indulgence.

"I cannot leave this place," Eternity spoke calmly. "I am the cosmos, and the cosmos is me. Everything you see here is a part of me..."

"Yes, I'm not asking you to leave the cosmos," Shiller nodded in agreement.

"So what are you trying to do?"

"What I mean is, why don't you also take your residence with you when you leave?" Shiller asked in a light-hearted manner.

"What exactly are you saying?" Eternity found that although he could comprehend Shiller's words, he always seemed to fail in understanding his full meaning.

"What I'm saying is, since things have come to this point, why not take the cosmos with you for a spin to let off some steam and possibly look for a new job?"

Finally grasping his meaning, Eternity slowly descended, coming before Shiller. Looking down at him, he asked,

"It appears you have some recommendations?"

Shiller just smiled and said, "Do you know why your boss finds it troubling that I've been releasing different characters into the Multiverse?"

Staring at him, Eternity asked, "Why?"

Eternity genuinely didn't know. He was only aware that OAA saw this as a significant issue, but OAA never explained the specific reasoning behind his concern.

"I believe you've seen that beyond the barrier of the world, there exist countless cosmoses. I can confidently say that even further beyond, there are even more cosmoses."

"The characters I've released are actually characters from other cosmoses. For some reason, once they leave their cosmos and venture into others, the supreme beings of these cosmoses have to pay a certain price to hire them."

"Without proper payment, there might arise serious disputes, which could even lead to the destruction of the cosmos."

Shiller tried to explain this issue in a way Eternity could understand.

After hearing Shiller's explanation, Eternity turned and looked at the endless cosmos beyond. Beyond the barrier of the Marvel Headquarters world, an infinite stretch of space lay before him.

Perhaps there are countless cosmoses out there just like the Marvel Headquarters.

For humans, resignation means there's no income, but they gain some freedom to chase after their dreams. As for Eternity, a lack of salary didn't pose much of an issue, given that he never received one in the first place. However, he had never truly experienced any form of freedom. Wherever the cosmos were, that was where he was.

Working is his responsibility, his instinct, the very reason for his existence. Yet, any sentient creature with emotions would naturally harbor curiosity and yearning towards the unknown.

The incidents this time caused Eternity to realize that there's really no reward for working diligently every day.

Infinity and Oblivion sleep most of the time, Galactus spends his day searching for something to eat, and besides causing trouble, Death spends his time dating. If they can all slack off, why can't he?

"Eternity, I know you think I am causing trouble, but in reality, I am just offering you a chance to seek a new life. Without this, would OAA let you go?"

Shiller spread his hands and said, "You can only work here until the destruction of the universe. Will your colleagues and boss be thankful for that? I believe their attitudes have already given you the answer."

"I need time to think." Despite not giving a direct answer, Eternity's response made Shiller smile. He knew Eternity was inclined.

Human nature is a complicated thing. Who knows if the intense longing for freedom is unique to humans, evolved through a long progression?

But undoubtedly, in any literary or artistic work created by humans, all sentient beings strive for freedom, regardless of its meaning or the cost.

"Of course, you have an eternity to ponder over this," Shiller did not continue the topic but said instead,

"Communication is the best answer to all problems. You see, right now, we've already solved most of the issues, but there's still one question bothering me."

"What is it?"

"Death," Shiller responded.

"I've banned all illegal transactions," said Eternity. "All acts of revival are no longer allowed."

"Yes, it's fair and impartial. But…" Shiller tapped his fingertips together and said, "Besides adhering to the law, we need to show a little mercy. In such a large cosmos, some resurrection acts won't cause significant damage. Some leniency is possible…"

"Now that you and your siblings have left your original company, you can only rely on each other. If you act too decisively, it might offend people. Wouldn't you agree?"

"What are you planning to do?" Eternity already understood Shiller's way of speaking. Each sentence he spoke held a specific purpose.

"My point is, now that you're not under a boss's scrutiny, there's no need to be overly harsh on your colleagues. A little compromise here and there might better serve your future choices."

Seeing Shiller's smile, Eternity fell silent.

Two days later, early one morning, Shiller was awoken from his sleep by a humming sound.

One glance at the wall clock showed it was exactly six in the morning, his usual wake-up time.

As Shiller sat up, he realized it wasn't his phone making the noise, but the obelisk he'd thrown in the cupboard was continuously vibrating.

He opened the cupboard door, took out the obelisk, then placed it by his ear and said, "Hello?"

"This is Death. Come over now, no delaying." Death's voice came from the other side.

"On my way."

After hanging up, Shiller immediately collapsed onto the floor. His heartbeat and breathing stopped, and his soul entered the Realm of Death.

Having just arrived at the backyard of the Realm of Death, Death sourly threw a contract towards him, saying, "Your Valhalla."

As Shiller skimmed through the contract, he commented, "This is a far cry from what we initially agreed upon! You can't just go back on your word!"

Death scoffed, "Times have changed. The entire cosmos is now very strict about revival. Even Valhalla of Asgard is only allowed three revival quotas every ten years. Entities like the Egyptian Pantheon have completely lost their revival qualifications."

Shiller looked down to see that the contract allowed the revival of ten people within a year, but under certain conditions.

Firstly, the revived must have only been dead for ten days or less. Those who had been dead for decades definitely wouldn't qualify.

Furthermore, each person only had one revival opportunity. If they died again after revival, they wouldn't be allowed to come back to life. Plus, this scheme only guaranteed resurrection, not healing. If they died again due to severe injuries, there would be no chance for revival.

It might seem like there are quite a few restrictions, but considering the current state of affairs, this was quite a generous offer. After all, even Asgard didn't have as many quotas as Shiller, and their restrictions were even more stringent.

Shiller casually closed the contract and said, "Alright, we'll keep it like that. I should get going."

However, Death seemed a bit suspicious. As she watched Shiller disappear, she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back.