Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

on the plane

"Hey! Let me go, I can walk by myself!"

Pietro, who was tied up, was shouting and twisting his body restlessly, which caused a lot of trouble to the people who were transporting him.

"Can I beat him up? This kid's chattering makes my ears hurt."

Hawkeye, who was carrying Pietro like a sack towards the cabin, was very dissatisfied with the fact that he had to be the prisoner porter: "Why do I have to carry him? He is so heavy, and my shoulders are sore now."

"Thor should be the one doing this kind of physical work."

Thor, who was standing next to the scepter admiring the results of the operation, heard Hawkeye's words and replied with his hands on his waist: "Well, although Asgard will gain a lot of prisoners after each war, I don't like to collect them. I only want the scepter."

"And Clint, mistreating prisoners is shameful."

Natasha found a place to sit down and slowly tapped her sore leg muscles. She saw Clint throw Pietro to the ground in anger and put a shiny handcuff on his ankle.

"Hey? I just said something a little bit too much, Thor, and you're still breathing heavily. If your brother hadn't caused trouble, would you have to do this today?"

"Oh my, I was born to work hard. Now that SHIELD is gone, where can I go to retire in the future?"

Steve smiled as he walked past Clint and offered juice and milk to a few kids.

Lin Ze closed his eyes and leaned quietly on Xiao's shoulder. The corners of his mouth were curved and he chuckled from time to time, as if he had seen something interesting in his dream.

Steve took a look, walked closer and without saying anything, picked up a glass of milk and raised it towards Xiao.

Xiao, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes when he felt someone approaching, and saw the cup of white milk at a glance.

Obviously there is juice...

Xiao's throat moved but he didn't say no. He learned from the traveler how to accept other people's kindness. He took the cup from Steve's hand and gently placed it on the fixed rack on the side of the seat.

It will be just in time to quench the traveler's thirst when he wakes up.

After doing all this, Xiao nodded slightly to Steve to express his gratitude, and then closed his eyes again.

"Tsk, doesn't he feel scared? The traveler is smiling so weirdly even when he's asleep. What's in his dream?"

The wanderer pushed the milk Steve gave him to Nashida with disgust and turned his gaze away from Lin Ze.

"That is a secret that belongs only to travelers, but Asan's curiosity deserves praise."

Nashida already had a cup in her hand, so she shared the milk given to her by the wanderer with Paimon.

Paimeng gulped down the milk and burped as soon as he wiped his mouth.

"But the Traveler has been sleeping all the time and I am so worried. I should have let the Traveler and I enter the dream together. I don't know if he succeeded in subduing this bad woman."

Following the direction of Paimon's finger, Wanda, unable to escape the dream, was lying there.

She seemed to be sleeping very uneasily, which could be seen from her tightly furrowed brows.

"Don't worry, the Traveler did a great job and everything went smoothly. It was also thanks to Paimon that we were able to deceive Wanda this time."

"Also, Paimon's courage in facing the threat of superpowers alone is admirable."

Nashida's generous praise made Paimon feel a little flattered. She touched the back of her head embarrassedly and said, "Oh, no, I was a little scared at that time, but I still had you, Nashida."

"That's not the case. Little Paimon really impressed me today."

Tony, who was lying down like Ge You, picked up the coffee at hand and put it into his mouth, but he forgot that his lying posture was wrong and almost spilled it all over his head. Fortunately, Steve, who was quick-eyed and strong, snatched his cup in time.

“You should drink this.”

Steve adjusted Tony's chair and put a cup in his hand.

"Milk? Old Popsicle, you are not mistaken, I don't know when you changed your career to become a nanny, give me back my cappuccino."

Steve dodged the man's move to grab the cup. He gently reminded him, "No, Tony, if you don't want milk, I still have juice. You look too pale. Drinking coffee is not conducive to rest."

"That's right, Mr. Steve is right. Tony, you looked so bad earlier. Is it that scary to see Mr. Steve dancing in the illusion? I think Mr. Steve has a great figure and good flexibility. Even if he dances, it won't look ugly."

Paimon's innocent words made the two grown men, who were about to start a quarrel, suddenly embarrassed.

"Huh? Why are you all looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong just now? But Mr. Steve has a great body. Tony, you know that too. I remember seeing a magazine in your house that said Captain America's chest muscles are a precious treasure of the people of New York. And the fart..."

Paimon was about to continue speaking, but someone distracted him.

"Ahem, Paimon, can you come over and help? Yunjin said her braids are tangled, and we shouldn't have any physical contact, so why don't you come over and help me?"

"Ah? Is that so? Then let me take a look."

Xingqiu's 'just right' request for help sent Paimeng away, and also made the two people who were so embarrassed that they were picking their toes feel relieved.

"Pay attention to your language in front of children next time, Tony, you see."

"I didn't say anything. Paimon read the magazine himself."

"Where did you get that magazine?"

"Of course someone gave it to me when I took out the trash. There's no way I bought it myself. What's the point of me buying your magazine? I'm not jealous of your figure."

Steve suddenly realized: "Oh, you are envious, right? If you are envious, just say it directly. I won't laugh at you, Tony."

"..."

"I don't know when you became as narcissistic as Thor."

Tony took the opportunity to grab the coffee: "You don't have any special features except that you are tall. I also have muscles, but no one can see them when I wear armor."

"Oh, but there is one thing I can't compare to you. Captain America's butt is really unmatched."

"I agree with that."

Banner in the headset suddenly said, "I've seen that magazine before. Tony used it as a table leg in Stark Tower."

Now it was Steve's turn to be speechless. If he continued to think along Tony's lines, he would never be able to make his case.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you please stop flirting in public? There's a person lying here. You guys are so rude! You guys even locked my feet. I can't jump out of the plane right now."

Pietro moved his body on the ground and protested loudly: "I need to go to the toilet, untie me! You are infringing on my human rights!"

He wanted to see Wanda lying on the seat, but due to the angle, Wanda's position was completely blocked by Tony Stark in front of him, so he had to start from another place.

First of all, he had to regain his mobility, Pietro thought as he tried to keep his face red.

"What a noise! ​​The prisoners are young people without human rights. Your tricks will not work on us."

Tony scratched his ear and said, "Nashida, wave your hand and let him go to sleep. We still have several hours to get there. I am worried about this guy."

Nashida thought for a moment, "Well, Mr. Tony does have a point."

The green light touched Pietro's body, and as soon as he closed his eyes he began to snore.

"Hope he gets some good sleep."

Steve was a little curious: "Nassida, will Pietro also enter Sora's dream?"

"No, most people enter their own dreams when they dream. Letting Wanda enter the Traveler's dream is because we are worried that she will easily break free from the dream. After all, as the creator of the dream, she is the master of that world. Once Wanda realizes this, the Traveler will be in danger."

Nashida patiently explained the difference between the two.

Tony was also intrigued, and he couldn't help but ask:

"So what does Pietro dream about, and is the content of his dreams random?"

"Ah, you can say that. In fact, most dreams are chaotic and disordered fragments, unless the dreamer has a strong desire or tendency in his mind, and this idea is not forgotten when sleeping, which will affect the composition of the dream."

Narcida tilted her head and looked at the snoring Pietro, with a hint of apology on her face: "If Mr. Pietro was not lying before, he is probably looking for a toilet in his dream now."

Others who heard Nashida's speculation: "......"

Hawkeye laughed out loud in a very unkind way when he heard it: "I hope he didn't find the toilet. If he did, that would be...hahahaha."