514 Chapter 511: Xiao Yao (3)

"Now, this is...really something," Fang Mo stood amidst the void, staring dumbfounded at the Infinity Gauntlet before him.

He first looked at the Infinity Gauntlet floating in the void, then lowered his head to glance at the orb of light in his own palm, truly at a loss for words for a moment.

He had long known that his partner had a penchant for courting death.

But frankly, the other's recent actions had completely reshaped Fang Mo's understanding of recklessness.

That was the real Infinity Gauntlet... In the original *Avengers: Endgame*, Tony Stark put it on and snapped his fingers. Just like that, in a snap, he was gone. His partner really had the guts to try it.

Fortunately, the owner of the Infinity Gauntlet in reality was Fang Mo. Although the other had snapped their fingers in a dream, the backlash was probably borne by his true self in the Marvel Universe, resulting in the other merely suffering from weakened consciousness. Otherwise, just from that action, it was likely they would have been gone.

And to add to that, Fang Mo still had no idea what wish the other had made.

What was the point of mysteriously giving him an orb of light?

"Could this possibly be her soul?"

Thinking about it, a very ominous thought suddenly emerged in Fang Mo's mind.

Of course, it was entirely possible, considering this ancestor has always excelled at courting death. Back in the day, she had the audacity to compete with others in server progress without sleeping despite heart discomfort, a truly insane feat. While others grinded, she pushed her limits.

Without much time to think, Fang Mo quickly closed his eyes to sense his surroundings.

Luckily, this time the other wasn't so reckless, and Fang Mo didn't feel anything like a soul from the orb. He was, after all, a Dimensional Demon God, quite sensitive to the presence of souls.

He sighed in relief upon feeling this.

However, it wasn't long before Fang Mo's curiosity was piqued again.

Even though the other didn't know Fang Mo was real, treating all this as a dream, she wouldn't just create an orb of light for him without reason.

"Everything of hers?"

Fang Mo looked down at the orb in his hand, falling into thought.

The thing looked just like a dazzling light, with no presence of a soul, nor could Fang Mo find any trace of energy on it.

Thinking it over, Fang Mo put on the Infinity Gauntlet and then continued to sense.

The largest gem on the Infinity Gauntlet suddenly lit up, the golden Mind Stone emitting a hazy glow, followed by a flood of unfamiliar memories in Fang Mo's mind.

"Damn!"

Feeling these utterly foreign memories, Fang Mo suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly stopping his sensing.

"So, this is what it means?"

Looking at the quietly floating orb in his palm, Fang Mo's face showed a thoughtful expression: "This really is everything of you."

Remembering the other's words before parting, Fang Mo sighed deeply.

"Willful, huh?"

Looking at the orb in his hand, Fang Mo murmured: "Well, that's fine. In that case, I'll indulge in this willfulness with you today."

After saying this,

Fang Mo immediately exited this dream world.

When he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had returned to the interior of the Milano, with a group of Avengers looking worriedly around him.

"Hmm? What are you guys doing?"

Fang Mo glanced around and asked in a somewhat puzzled tone, "Why is everyone watching me sleep? Don't you know how to sleep yourselves?"

"Do you realize you were talking in your sleep just now?" Nick Fury asked.

"…What?" Fang Mo was clearly startled by this: "What did I say in my sleep?"

"You said that if something else was stuffed into your mouth again, it wouldn't be cilantro." This time, Drax spoke, looking puzzled as he asked, "It sounds like you were stuffing cilantro into people's mouths in your dream, but what exactly is cilantro? Is it a type of food? Given your personality… shouldn't you be stuffing something like shit into people's mouths instead?"

"…Talking about stuffing things directly for a rebuttal, that's something else." Fang Mo twitched at the corner of his eye upon hearing this, thinking that if he really did such a thing, everyone would be thoroughly chilled.

"Did I say anything else in my sleep?" Fang Mo asked Drax after thinking for a moment.

"It seems that was it." Drax thought for a moment and said, "The rest was all gibberish, stuff like this is real, that is fake, whether it's clear or not, and so on."

"Oh, that's not important, just some common dream stuff." Fang Mo nodded in response, surprised to find out that one could talk in their sleep even while infiltrating dreams. He made a mental note to find a quiet, deserted place for entering dreams next time.

"So, it looks like you succeeded, right?" Stark asked.

"Yeah, more or less." Fang Mo nodded: "The main thing was finding the correct coordinates, which will make dream projection much easier in the future."

"Congratulations." This time, it was Captain America who spoke, patting Fang Mo's shoulder with a smile, while others also smiled at Fang Mo, evidently happy for him.

"It looks like a happy ending for everyone." Nick Fury nodded and then said, "Now that everything is over, should we head back…"

"I have one last thing to do." Fang Mo suddenly interrupted before Nick Fury could finish.

"Will it destroy the universe?" Nick Fury immediately asked.

"Of course not. Why would you think that?" Fang Mo shook his head and then couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, I just purely want to find a girlfriend."

"Wow, our sorcerer has finally seen the light!" Hearing this, Stark was the first to start teasing: "It seems he finally understands the importance of settling down. Should we open a bottle of champagne to celebrate?"

"Sorry, we don't have champagne here." Rocket Raccoon said, "The Milano only has Quill's stupid doodles, though both are pretty much the same, after all, they're both shaken and then sprayed…"

"Quill, shake and spray." Groot, standing nearby, nodded in agreement: "Also, Drax, shake and then pull…"

"I am Groot. (Okay, stop talking now.)"

Even the tree-like Groot couldn't bear to listen any longer and directly covered the other's mouth.

"Hahaha, worthy of Team Rocket indeed." Fang Mo was in a great mood now, and upon hearing the others' words, he couldn't help but laugh and started reciting the lines: "White holes, the murky tomorrow awaits us."

"...Please don't include me in this."

Rocket Raccoon, upon hearing this, was also speechlessly using his little paws to slap his face.

"Wait a moment, let me sort out your thinking first."

However, unlike the others who were making fun, Nick Fury, the leader of the agents, remained calm even at this moment, maintaining his usual composure: "Are you saying... that before we return, you first need to find a girlfriend?"

"Pretty much."

Fang Mo didn't hide it from him and nodded directly.

"So where do you plan to find one?" Nick Fury looked around and specifically glanced at Natasha nearby: "Here?"

"Sorry, my wife is from the 2D world."

Fang Mo disdainfully shook his head: "Most women in your universe are made up of calcium, protein, and the like, and I really don't see the appeal."

"Then you might as well find a cosplayer and stuff your head in there, maybe then you could see the 2D world."

Nick Fury commented with a dark face.

"Cough cough..." Hearing their boss being so bold, Barton and Natasha also coughed awkwardly twice and quietly moved a few steps away, to avoid getting splattered with blood.

"Then I might as well go find a Jew person and stuff your head in there."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mo didn't even think before he spoke: "At the moment when the soap bubble bursts, do you know what you'll become?"

"Become what?" Nick Fury asked curiously.

"Nani."

Fang Mo replied with a shrug.

"..."

It took Nick Fury a good while to understand what Fang Mo meant, and his entire face instantly turned as black as charcoal: "So you spend your days just finding new ways to mock me? First, it was farming tools and cotton, and now you're dumping the blame of sodium extraction on me..."

"Can't help it, after all, I used to be an industrial tool myself."

Fang Mo was really in a good mood, always wearing a cheerful expression: "It's not really fair for an industrial tool to always mock agricultural tools... so I occasionally need to change flavors. I call this American 'Hope' haha."

"Let's talk about your girlfriend instead."

Nick Fury said with a headache.

"That... there's not much to talk about." Fang Mo glanced at the Infinity Gauntlet in his hand: "A snap of the fingers and it's done."

"From another universe?"

Nick Fury really didn't want to discuss hellish jokes anymore and followed Fang Mo's line of questioning.

"Not from another universe, Nyarlathotep said that universe is too fragile to transmit matter." Fang Mo shook his head: "Besides, the Infinity Gauntlet can't grant wishes across universes."

"So you plan to..."

Nick Fury asked curiously.

"I plan to use an ultimate technique only known to us otaku magicians." Fang Mo, upon saying this, slowly raised the Infinity Gauntlet, showing a mysteriously smiling face: "...create a wife for myself."

After saying this.

Fang Mo snapped his fingers with a "pop".

Unlike the distant dream world, at this moment Fang Mo was in the Marvel universe, where the power of the Infinity Stones was activated to its fullest extent, instantly enveloping the Milano in a burst of bright light.

And in the next second.

A system prompt suddenly rang in Fang Mo's mind.