New York, Avengers Base
The Avengers gathered under a starry sky. Thor was sprawled out on the sofa, drinking beer after beer. His belly was slightly distended.
"Stop drinking! Look how out of shape you are!" Tony couldn't help but complain.
Thor didn't react and continued drinking. "I miss my hammer and Asgard," he muttered.
Nick Fury shook his head. Ever since his hammer had been shattered by Chu Mo, Thor had been completely despondent.
Suddenly, a portal opened and a bald figure in a yellow robe appeared.
The Avengers turned their heads, but they were used to her unannounced visits. It was the Ancient One. She usually came looking for Chu Mo, who had been missing for days.
"He still hasn't returned?" the Ancient One asked.
"No," Natasha replied, a little sad. She missed the last time she and Chu Mo spent at the pool.
Wanda, meanwhile, looked slightly annoyed by the Ancient One's repeated questions.
The Ancient One looked at the Avengers with obvious concern. Ever since she had looked into the future, the timeline had become chaotic.
Dormammu was stirring in the Dark Dimension, and even her next Sorcerer Supreme, Stephen, was still operating a few blocks away.
The Ancient One was unsure whether to summon him to Kamar-Taj early.
"It's only been a few days, but it feels like an eternity!" A familiar voice sounded. The Avengers stood quickly, even Thor put down his beer.
"Damn, you finally remembered to come back?" Natasha approached him, but Wanda was faster, jumping into Chu Mo's arms and hugging him tightly. Ignoring everyone else, she kissed him.
The Avengers looked on enviously. Wanda's beauty was undeniable, and Natasha hesitated, a hint of jealousy flashing across her face.
"All right, baby, let's go back to the room," Chu Mo whispered to Wanda, who shyly let go, her cheeks flushed.
The Ancient One looked at Chu Mo and was astonished. He had become much stronger. If they'd clashed a few days ago, she would have had the upper hand; now, their strengths seemed to be equal.
But how had he become so powerful in just a few days?
Chu Mo glanced around, his eyes lingering on Thor, feeling slightly annoyed. His latest mission involved Thor, specifically getting Hela to call him 'Daddy' within 72 hours. { T/N- WTFish 🐠 }
The task was as difficult as it sounded. Hela was still imprisoned in Helheim, and with Odin alive, she would remain there.
Convincing someone as proud as Hela to say 'Daddy' seemed almost impossible.
But the reward - three DC Universe Mother Boxes - was too tempting to pass up.
The Mother Boxes held unimaginable power, including teleportation, resurrection, and countless other secrets he hoped to unlock.
Trying to shake off his anxiety, Chu Mo patted Thor on the shoulder. "You've put on weight again!"
Thor scowled. Others calling him fat didn't bother him, but Chu Mo's words stung.
He had complex feelings about Chu Mo - a mixture of admiration, resentment, and fear.
"Is it convenient to talk now? I have something to discuss with you," the Ancient One interrupted.
"Alright." Chu Mo gave Wanda a reassuring look and followed the Ancient One through her portal.
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Mount Everest
The two of them stood at the summit, snow covered and the wind howling around them. Chu Mo eyed them warily.
'Does this old woman have a thing for glaciers? Does she want to...?'
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you like that," the Ancient rolled her eyes, clearly hearing his thoughts.
'Damn, I forgot she can read minds!' Chu Mo tried to clear his mind of distractions.
"So, what is this all about, Supreme Wizard?" he asked.
The Ancient One looked into the distance, a solemn expression on her face.
"I want you to... find a truck and hit Stephen Strange. Make sure he's badly hurt."
"What?" Chu Mo stared at her in shock, wondering if he had misheard.
The Ancient One repeated her words, confirming his disbelief. "Why? Why do you want to harm him?"
The Ancient One looked at the distant mountain peaks, her expression grave.
"I do not have much time left, and the timeline of the entire universe is in chaos. I need him to step into his destiny sooner."
Chu Mo shook his head. "If you want to strike him, why don't you do it yourself? I don't want any part of it."
The Ancient One's expression remained calm. "I have observed countless timelines. I know something about you. You tend to hold on to the hands of others a little too long, and every time you do, you gain a little of their power."
Chu Mo's eyes narrowed. "Wizard, you are playing with fire here."
Chu Mo had carefully guarded the secret of his powers. Even those closest to him did not know.
The fact that she had discovered it by looking into the timelines didn't shock him, but to hear it out loud was disturbing.
His gaze hardened and the Anti-Life Equation flickered in his mind, ready to strike if her next words displeased him.
The Ancient One quickly continued, sensing the change in his demeanor. "I have no ill intentions. If you help me with this, I'll give you one minute of uninterrupted contact. That's the deal."
Chu Mo paused, then took a step forward, his eyes locked with hers. "Fine. But I will be paid in advance."
The Ancient held out her left hand, accepting his terms.