Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Summer 2013 arrived earlier than in previous years.

In the past, New York City only entered the height of summer in August, when the average temperature could reach around 30 degrees Celsius.

But before July was even over, the whole of New York City had already entered the rhythm of midsummer.

The weather is hot and humid. If you take the subway at this time, you will experience what it means to have a hundred flavors of life.

It's strange, though, that even though this is the least livable season in New York City, summer is also the peak tourist season in New York City.

Tourists from all over the country—no, from all over the world—seemed to have conspired to visit New York City during this summer season, which is usually the least suitable time for travel.

In Heather Street, Manhattan.

Heidi, whose right arm was still in a cast, was wearing loungewear and had her long, dark brown hair down. She leaned back on the sofa and complained, "When am I going to be able to smash this damn cast?"

As Heidi spoke, she turned to look at Mike, who was sitting to the side, engrossed in watching a horoscope program on TV.

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. You were discharged from the hospital on March 30th, and it's July 30th now..."

Mike turned his gaze from the television to Heidi: "You can go to the hospital tomorrow, and if you felt this was inconvenient, you should have been more careful in the first place."

Heidi rolled her eyes.

"No matter how many times I tell you, it was an accident. Besides, I'm the older sister. When did my younger brother become the one to discipline his older sister?"

"It starts with your accidental mishap."

Mike responded with that, and seeing Heidi rolling her eyes again, he laughed and said, "But isn't this great? Anyway, you said your office allows working from home until your arm is healed, so what's there to complain about?"

Heidi laughed and looked at Mike.

"At first, I thought working from home was pretty good."

"Then?"

"For the past three months, whenever I've been working from home, there's always someone lying on the sofa watching TV, bothering me."

"Let me guess, is the person you're talking about me?"

"Yes, that's right, I'm talking about you."

Heidi met Mike's gaze and nodded firmly, then brought up the old topic again with a serious expression: "Seriously, you really should find a job."

Mike shrugged: "I have an income."

Heidi said expressionlessly, "Making a living by filing taxes for the neighbors every month and collecting cash is hardly a respectable job."

Seeing that Heidi was bringing up work again, Mike spoke up as well when Heidi started talking.

"La la la..."

I said…

"La la..."

"Shut up!"

"..."

Mike looked at Heidi, who raised an eyebrow, and immediately fell silent. He then got up from the sofa and walked towards the small yard behind the house.

Heidi frowned slightly.

"Where are you going?"

"If I can't afford to mess with you, I'll just avoid you."

As Mike spoke, he opened the French windows, and after stepping out, he quickly closed the soundproof windows again without even glancing at Heidi, who was staring intently at him from the sofa inside.

Under Heidi's gaze, which seemed to want to devour him, he lay down on a deck chair under a large tree in the backyard.

next second.

His mind sank into the microcosm within his body.

It has been three months since Heidi was injured and returned home from the New Amsterdam hospital.

During these three months, while Heidi worked from home, Mike was also busy trying to develop his sixth sense.

So, what have you gained in these three months?

The answer is simple.

Got nothing.

During these three months, Mike didn't even get a glimpse of his sixth sense, let alone grasp the basics.

But Mike wasn't in a hurry.

one more time.

Time was on his side, so he didn't force himself to develop a sixth sense, since developing a sixth sense is like finding a key.

When you're in a rush to leave, no matter how hard you look, you can't find where you put your keys.

But when you're not in a hurry, a quick glance will suddenly reveal that the key is right there, on the shoe rack by the door.

Therefore, there was no trace of Michael's sixth sense.

but--

This does not mean that he gained nothing during those three months.

Have.

Moreover, in Mike's view, this gain was almost as important as gaining the sixth sense.

Two words!

constellation.

As we all know, after a Saint Seiya successfully awakens his Cosmo, there are two things he needs to do next.

The first thing is naturally to develop a sixth sense, so that you can truly use the power of your inner universe.

But there's another thing: finding a zodiac sign that resonates with you.

However, both the first and second things are quite difficult in the Saint Seiya universe.

Leaving aside the difficulty of developing a sixth sense, simply finding a zodiac sign that resonates with you is an extremely challenging task.

Because the constellation Saint Seiya characters are already full.

Forty-eight bronzes.

Twenty-four silver dollars.

There are also twelve gold coins.

These constellations are already claimed in the Saint Seiya universe. To gain the recognition of a constellation in the future, one can only wait until a constellation becomes available.

In layman's terms, it means hoping that a constellation Saint will accidentally sacrifice himself while upholding love and justice. In this way, the constellation corresponding to that Saint and his Cloth will flow into the pool of potential Saints, from which the next Saint to inherit that constellation will be chosen.

But now Mike is no longer in the Saint Seiya universe.

good news!

He is the only Saint in the Marvel Universe, and in this universe, whether it is the forty-eight Bronze Constellations, the twenty-four Silver Constellations, or even the twelve Zodiac constellations, they are all unclaimed.

This is tantamount to letting a starving rat suddenly fall into a rice jar.

of course.

This metaphor is vulgar, and even inappropriate.

But that's the way it is.

Theoretically speaking, as the only Saint Seiya in the Marvel Universe, Michael doesn't need to go through countless battles like in the Saint Seiya universe before finally winning his own constellation.

There are no other Saints here, so theoretically he can become any constellation Saint he wants to be, as he pleases.

After all, besides him, there is no other person in the universe who knows how to use the power of constellations.

but!

There must be a but.

Because the idea is beautiful, but the reality is harsh.

bad news.

Over the past three months, Mike has indeed felt the call of the 48 Bronze Constellations to him.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't draw the power of these constellations into his own universe.

……