Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Chapter 100 The Sixth Sense Microcosm - Weather Control! (Second update, please subscribe!)

The torrential rain did not stop.

It keeps falling.

It rained all night.

Even when I woke up the next morning, the sky above the valley was still covered with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled along with lightning.

But if someone were also in the mountains at that moment, they would notice a peculiar phenomenon.

That is—

The dense dark clouds only existed above the valley, and even the torrential rain was concentrated in the valley. After leaving the valley, the sky was clear and the dark clouds stretched for miles, making it a rare and good day.

Mike stood naked under the eaves of the cabin, his muscular upper body clearly that of a male god. Wearing only black trousers, he watched the torrential rain pouring down, squinting his eyes as he felt the long-lost refreshment he had felt since waking up that morning.

This is the feeling of exhilaration that comes after years of accumulating experience and finally finding the opportunity to fully unleash it.

"really."

Knowledge doesn't lie.

"Rainy days are the best for sleeping."

As Mike looked at the relentless downpour, recalling the events of last night, a slight smile crept onto his lips.

He said that cultivation is useful.

Look.

I just realized another superpower of the sixth sense universe the day before yesterday. Didn't I put it to use right after I realized it?

This is why, after gaining insight into his Sixth Sense, Mike felt confident he could bring Loki's head to pay respects to his adoptive parents on the anniversary of their deaths this year.

After a Saint Seiya character upgrades to the sixth sense cosmos, their understanding of the sixth sense deepens, granting them more superpowers.

Weather control!

One of the superpowers of the Sixth Sense Cosmo.

Just like how Mike learned to fly and teleport after he mastered the Sixth Sense.

Weather control, as the name suggests, is the ability to control the weather and sense and influence the form of meteorological energy. The deeper a Saint's control over their sixth sense, the more powerful the range of weather influence they can exert.

The powerful Gold Saints can even manipulate global weather patterns, changing world weather news to "global torrential rain" or "global heavy snow."

In the second Sanctuary, Mike remembered that when he was a child, he heard from the Sanctuary Saints who had returned from Earth that the Pope of Asgard used this trick to make Earth suffer from three consecutive years of winter.

But Mike can't change the global climate instantly right now.

After all, he had only recently comprehended the Sixth Sense, so the scope of what he could change was still very small. However, he was confident that he could make the valley in front of him rain for three days and three nights.

Just as Mike was thinking this, he heard the sound of bare feet stepping on wooden planks from behind.

Mike snapped out of his daze and turned around.

into the eye.

Wanda was barefoot on the floor, her long, reddish-brown hair draped lazily over her shoulders. The bed sheet blocked most of the spring breeze, and she looked less sharp and more charming and mature than yesterday.

Mike smiled slightly, walked up to Wanda, and then naturally put his arm around her. Under Wanda's gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Hi."

"

Wanda looked at Mike, who was almost touching her face, and saw the smile on Mike's face. She felt as if she saw a weasel who had successfully used her scheme to get the meat and was now feeling extremely proud. Therefore, she did not intend to give this weasel another chance to succeed. No matter how much Mike knocked on the door, she just wouldn't open it.

But while Mike's strengths are not many, he has one outstanding advantage.

He persisted.

So Wanda finally opened the door, but the price was that five minutes later, her already radiant complexion became even more flushed and alluring.

Mike's smile was as bright as the sunshine that had just disappeared outside the house, letting the dark clouds vanish and the bright sunlight stream through the leaves into every corner of the valley.

"Wow."

Mike turned to look at the cleared valley, his expression incredulous. Looking at Wanda, whom he was still holding in his arms, he said with surprise, "The sky has cleared up."

Wanda looked at Mike, who was smiling broadly, but still didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Although she didn't understand why the valley was experiencing such a downpour, she knew very well that yesterday's sudden downpour was inextricably linked to Mike.

She has no evidence.

But asking is based on intuition.

The intuition cultivated over many years by an elderly couple in their spiritual world.

Although Mike's exceptional senses allowed him to become a master actor, even the best acting skills couldn't compete with his wife's intuition.

So Wanda looked at Mike, who was grinning like a weasel that had just eaten meat, and then placed her hands on Mike's chest, preparing to pull herself out of Mike's arms.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Wanda took a deep breath.

"Let go."

"don't want."

Mike raised an eyebrow and decisively refused. Then, looking at the expression on Wanda's face, he leaned down again and pressed his lips to Wanda's.

Then "Hiss!"

Mike gasped: "Bite?"

Wanda chuckled coldly, "Too bad I didn't bite it off."

Mike blinked.

"If I lose my tongue, I'll become mute."

"A mute is better."

"OK."

Mike shrugged: "I'm glad you don't mind."

Wanda looked at Mike, who was completely unresponsive and wouldn't let go of her, and was speechless. She glared at Mike and said, "What does it have to do with me if you become mute?"

Upon hearing this, Mike smiled broadly, leaned close to Wanda's ear, and whispered something.

next second.

Wanda was completely taken aback. After Mike finished speaking quietly, she suddenly looked up and glared at him angrily.

"Shut up."

"it is good."

Mike nodded readily, and even made a gesture of pulling his mouth up.

Wanda's mind was filled with the words Mike had just whispered in her ear. Seeing Mike zipping up his mouth, she felt both ashamed and angry, glaring at him and saying, "I've discovered that you're not only arrogant, but also incredibly shameless."

Mike shrugged.

"You did this last night—"

"Shut up, Mike Ametra."

"Okay, shut up!"

Mike watched as Wanda called out his full name once again, and this time he decisively chose to truly shut up.

After all, Wanda had already called him by his full name. If he didn't shut up, he might face the Scarlet Witch's wrath again.

So to avoid incurring the witch's wrath, Mike not only chose to keep quiet, but also turned and left the cabin.

There are techniques involved in intercepting a bid.

Wanda, who had been glaring at Mike, felt a surge of anger when she watched him turn away silently and leave the cabin, a feeling that she had nowhere to vent her rage.

"this----"

"You bastard!"

Wanda gritted her teeth, watching Mike leave without a word. She angrily raised her hand and smoothed her long hair, making her already unkempt hair, which hadn't been styled since she got up, look even more unkempt.

It looks just like a fluffy little kitten.

Mike, who had already left the cabin, listened to Wanda's low, gritting curses behind him. A slight smile appeared on his lips as he walked back to the rock by the pond and sat down cross-legged on it once more.

Whether it was an illusion or not, after a whole night of release, Mike, once again entering his inner universe, felt that the progress bar of his sixth sense, which had been slowing down since the day before yesterday, was now as smooth and fluid as if he were on a highway.

In this state of enlightenment, as smooth as Dove chocolate, Mike unknowingly became immersed in his own inner world.

If the seventh sense, Manas, symbolizes the source of life, then what Mike needs to do now is to push his mind to its peak state, and only after his mind and his microcosm are completely and perfectly integrated into one can he see the door to his own life.

Suddenly.

Just as Mike was immersed in deeper insights into his inner world, a thought suddenly surfaced in his mind again.

"Cheating once is fun for a moment, cheating all the time is even more fun."

"If we retrieve the Mind Stone, with its help, forget about the Seventh Sense, we could even surpass our level and reach the Divine Realm of the Ninth Sense."

Once this thought suddenly surfaced, countless chaotic thoughts instantly sprang up like weeds after a rain.

Just then.

Mike suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he smelled the burnt aroma of ashes.

Mike got up from the rock he was lying on and turned around to see Wanda, who had changed her clothes and was now standing in front of the pit she had dug in front of the cabin.

approach.

Wanda used a branch to push aside the ashes in the stone pit, revealing several round mud balls.

This is something new.

Mike was a little curious.

"What is this?"

"Roasted rock mushrooms and wild onions over charcoal."

Wanda spoke softly, taking a piece of dried, cracked mud ball in her hand. She then cracked open the mud shell, revealing a ripe rock fungus wrapped in burdock leaves, brimming with juice.

This is a type of fleshy mushroom that grows in rock crevices after rain.

In the past, when Sokovian hunters ran out of food, they would use this rock fungus with a few wild onions, wrap it together with burdock leaves, sew it up with mud, dig a stone pit, and light a fire. This is the origin of roasting rock fungus and wild onions over charcoal.

As Wanda explained the origin of the food, she peeled one open and handed it to Mike, who was squatting next to her: "Try it."

Mike reached out and took it, took a sip, and his eyes lit up.

"How delicious! I've never seen you make anything like this before, 'The World of the Soul'."

"Didn't you say you're a carnivore?"

Wanda glanced at Mike: "Besides, rock fungus only grows in the mountains of Sokovia."

That's all.

Wanda clapped her hands, then stood up and looked at Mike: "You've been here for almost half a month now. When are you planning to leave?"

Mike swallowed the delicious rock fungus in his hand, then smiled at Wanda: "You really don't want to part with me?"

Wanda rolled her eyes: "Whatever, stay as long as you want. I'm leaving, and I won't be coming back. Just letting you know in advance."

She was serious.

Very serious.

Upon hearing this, Mike looked at Wanda, who had a serious expression on her face, thought for a moment, and then nodded under Wanda's gaze.

"good----"

Upon hearing this, Wanda's eyebrows twitched instantly, and chaotic magic instantly dyed her light green eyes crimson.

"Mike A—"

"—Then I'll go out with you."

Mike followed up, and after saying that, he looked at Wanda, whose expression had suddenly turned angry, and realized what was going on.

Were you just about to curse at me?

"no."

"Did you just think I—"

"Shut up!"

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