American TV series: Start with the little Sheldon's wool

Chapter 725 Cosmic Junkyard

"Nebula, how much longer until we reach the Chaos Lands?" Mike asked in the small spaceship, sipping juice while enjoying Scarlet Witch's gentle head massage.

He looked incredibly relaxed and comfortable.

At this point, more than a month had passed since the three of them set off from Asgard on their interstellar journey.

From the initial novelty to the unchanging meteorites, frost, space dust, and vast emptiness that stretched out before the spaceship.

Mike's initial excitement had long since worn off.

All that's left is boredom.

If it weren't for Scarlet Witch keeping him company, Mike would feel like he was rusting.

Even so, more than a month of interstellar travel had already made him fed up.

Therefore, one's gaze inevitably turns to Nebula, who is sitting in the cockpit doing the hard labor.

“Because this spaceship doesn’t have wormhole warp technology, it will take us about half a month to reach Sakaar…” Nebula glanced back at the boss, who was sprawled out in the recliner without any regard for his image, and said with a slight smirk, “Of course, if you’re in a hurry and don’t care about comfort, I can speed up the journey and reduce the travel time to half, or even less.”

After spending more than a month together, Xingyun had a pretty good grasp of her new "boss's" temperament.

Besides being incredibly strong, he has a very gentle personality.

As long as you don't intentionally offend them, they are a very easy person to get along with.

Emotionally stable, dislikes trouble, a hands-off manager—a strong contender...

All these qualities combined led Nebula to describe Mike as a "boss" worth following.

Such high praise from a seasoned interstellar veteran like Nebula is certainly well-deserved.

Of course, Mike's approachable and even "lazy" demeanor also had its downsides, namely that Nebula, who gradually became familiar with him, lost her initial sense of awe.

Occasionally, he might even show a look of disdain.

He is truly a "tool" who has reversed the Heavenly Gang.

Fortunately, our Mr. Mike is very magnanimous.

"In a hurry? No, we're not short of time. Let's keep this speed." Upon hearing that increasing the speed would sacrifice comfort, Mike immediately rejected Nebula's suggestion.

After all, more than a month has already passed, so waiting another half a month or so is nothing.

Given Thor's resilience, even if he were stranded on a chaotic planet like Sakaar, he shouldn't be able to hold out until Mike comes to rescue him.

At most, it just means waiting a little longer and suffering a bit more.

"Wanda, my shoulders are a little sore, could you massage them for me?" Having stopped thinking about Thor, Mike turned his attention to the Scarlet Witch in front of him.

"Is that so?" Scarlet Witch, who was massaging Mike's temples, leaned down slightly upon hearing this, placed her hands on the man's shoulders, and began to massage them gently again.

"Yes, that's it~" Mike smiled and gave a positive review as he looked at the two full moons overhead.

At the same time, sip the juice from the straw and feel the milky aroma filling your mouth.

'Yes, that's it...'

Nebula, speechless, turned her head away and mimicked Mike's arrogant manner as he opened and closed his mouth.

As for what else she complained about later, only she herself probably knows.

This is what they call "three people walking together, there's bound to be a third wheel".

……

At the same time, Thor, who was "traveling" through interstellar space via spatial turbulence, suddenly appeared above the Sakaar junkyard.

Then, unsurprisingly, it fell into a pile of garbage.

"Ptooey, ptooey!" Thor, who had eaten a mouthful of garbage, quickly brushed the garbage off his body and climbed out of the garbage heap.

Even in his dazed state, he hadn't forgotten that there was still a group of Asgardians on Earth waiting for him to govern.

"So? Where exactly is this? How do I get back?..." Although Thor was oblivious, he could tell from the surrounding environment that this was neither Asgard nor any part of Earth.

In the distance, magnificent buildings exude a sense of technology, while various punk-style aircraft hover in the air.

All of this indicates that the technological level here is decades or even centuries ahead of the rest of the world.

As for a planet like Asgard that pursues primal power, there's no comparison. They're on completely different tracks.

"Dude, do you still want that Convergence Rod you have?" Just as Thor was contemplating life, a scavenger walked up to him.

"A lizard head???" Thor was shocked to discover that although the scavenger in front of him walked upright on all fours, he had a strange green head on his head.

His slightly reddened eyes held a hint of greed.

Further around, there were scavengers who were as thin as paper dolls and wore mechanical prosthetics, as well as "obese" scavengers who were covered with fleshy tumors like balls of flesh.

There are even humanoid scavengers with heads made of various animals.

This further confirms Thor's guess that this is not any of the planets in the Nine Realms he is familiar with.

"Lizard head? I am indeed a Lizardman, so do you still want that fusion energy bar in your hand?" The Lizardman didn't care about Thor's offense, his eyes still fixed on the long device in Thor's hand.

Sakaar is also known as the Chaos Land and is a large cosmic junkyard.

The Grandmaster Gao Tianzun, who occupied this place, started his fortune from the cosmic debris here, and then, through his extraordinary management skills, further became the ruler of this place.

Then, the Grandmaster, who possessed a strong sense of possessiveness, regarded everything on Sakaar as his private property.

This naturally includes the residents who live here, and even the "lucky ones" who accidentally ended up here.

They have all been objectified as property.

To live on this planet and avoid being treated as garbage, one needs to make offerings to the Grandmaster.

Even the most insignificant scavengers are required to pay protection money.

Although Thor's energy-gathering device was severely damaged, it was still a high-tech product, and he could easily earn tens or hundreds of interstellar coins by selling it.

It's enough for the scavengers to continue living on Sakaar for another month or two.

The lizard-headed creature had this in mind, which is why it dared to ask Thor for it.

After all, the other party looked rather simple-minded.

"A converged energy device?" Thor glanced at the long strip of trash he had casually picked up, and then realized that the lizard head had mistaken him for a scavenger.

As the new king of Asgard, Thor had never suffered such an insult.

"Tell me where this is and how I get out of here?" Having experienced Ragnarok, Thor has clearly grown.

Even if they were unwilling, they learned to make good use of their resources to obtain the information they needed.

"Leave?" The lizard head scoffed, saying, "This is Sakaar. Everything here belongs to the Grandmaster, including you and everything you own..."

"Forget it, there's no point in me telling you this. I hope you can get through the first month." Seemingly having a change of heart, the lizard head decided not to "bully" Thor any further.

After saying that, he shook his head and prepared to leave.

As for the aggregated energy waste, let's leave it for the newcomers as their protection fee for the first month.

"Grandmaster? What the hell! Nobody can stop me from going home..." Thor spat, thinking that the Grandmaster thing didn't sound like a good person.

However, that's not the main point. Thor's most urgent need right now is to return to his people.

"Hey, in return for the information, this is yours~" Thor, who was eager to return to his people, called out to the lizard head and threw over the energy-gathering device, then strode towards the outside of the junkyard.

Scavenger or whatever, let whoever wants to be one be one.

"Newcomer, here's one last piece of advice..." The lizard head hugged the energy-gathering device and kindly reminded him, "It's not safer outside than here. You need to learn to keep a low profile."

After saying that, the lizard head hurriedly walked deeper into the garbage dump.

Although this lizard-like alien had a ferocious lizard head, he wasn't very big; he was much thinner than Thor.

What Thor can preserve, he may not be able to hold onto.

Even if that thing is a piece of high-tech junk.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to quickly sell the energy-gathering device in hand.

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(End of this chapter)