No feeding of soul gems

In the end, Soul Gem pinched his nose and took away a piece of dried salted fish as a souvenir.

"Isn't that good?" Red Skull hugged his backpack tightly.

The Soul Gem was unimpressed.

"Won't this smell attract other people's attention?" Red Skull struggled.

"It's not a big problem, don't worry." Baoshi put this well-preserved, flavorful, high-quality, upright, and ten-pound dried fish into his backpack solemnly, "Anyone who smells this smell will think You have it on your body, so how could it attract attention. Besides, don’t you say that you are a salted fish from the earth and a cleaning girl?”

Red Skull squinted at his bag as if it was venomous. "Then have you figured out how we're leaving?"

"..." The soul gem got stuck for a while.

"So how do we get there? Aren't you a gem, can't you move in the universe?"

"It is possible in theory, but it doesn't work like this in practice," Gem said. "We can't run around by ourselves, unless we are with someone, for example, the two of us go together. This is called being 'bewitched' by an artifact in your intelligent creatures." , Don’t there often be such legends? Every now and then, someone is bewitched by some weapon, ran to the cave to find it, and then unified the universe or something.”

"There is no such legend, do you think you are writing a novel?"

"In short, each artifact has its own way. You can imagine it as an interstellar broadcast. For example, the power gem likes to broadcast everywhere, 'Do you want power? Do you want to be the top of ten thousand people? Come to me' , the reality used to be 'Do you want to get rich overnight? Do you want to use money to light cigarettes? Come to me'."

"What about you?"

""

Red Skull looked at it.

"...Let's think about how to get to Norwell," the strong soul gem began to change the subject, "I might have a spaceship."

"You said the spaceship you flew here hundreds of years ago when you were thrown here by the user?" Red Skull said with a shocked face.

"It still works, but I have to find a driver for it." Soul Gem patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "You can't count on it anyway."

10 minutes later, Loki, Red Skull, and the Soul Stone stood together in front of a pitch-black cave.

The evil god who had just been resurrected almost immediately adapted to his situation and seemed very helpful.If he had other plans, he didn't show it.

"You have to give yourself a name." Before entering the cave, Loki said, "It's impossible to call you by your real name outside."

He was right.

Soul Gem looked at the setting sun in the distance, and after a while, said deeply:

"From now on, my name will be Vormir, and I will no longer be a stone, but a human being."

If the Red Skull had a face he would be frowning by now.

"Isn't it a bit casual to use the name of the planet directly? Although Vormir is very remote, what if you meet someone you know? What if you meet someone who has received a flyer? What if someone asks about your origin?"

Is a problem.

Vormir thought about it carefully.

"That is to say, both my parents died, and a few brothers were scattered outside. Because they were very poor, they couldn't live on, so they went out to find relatives."

Red Skull: It's really easy on you.

"It doesn't matter, everyone introduces it casually when they go out." Loki rolled his eyes and counted with his fingers, "For example, Thor, he said he was Thor and an Asgardian, so it's over. It seems Someone would come up to him and ask him where Asgard is, and what Thor is like."

"That's right," Vormir said appreciatively, "When the time comes, I'll say my name is Vormir, and I'm here to find someone."

Hit me if you don't agree.

"It may attract the attention of the Superheroes on Earth." Red Skull was very tired.

Loki pretended to look around on the sidelines.

"I will attract people's attention no matter what I go to find the Infinity Stone." Vormir reassured, "Taking you will attract people's attention even more. Tell me, do you want to die?"

Red Skull: ...Is it okay if I shut up, little ancestor?

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Finally they were leaving.

The tears of the Lizardmen's grief and terror nearly washed away the entire mountain.The horrific howls were endless, and even the stars were about to be shaken down.

Before entering the spaceship, Vormir stopped in his tracks.

"I have been with me for hundreds of years, and I have nothing else to give you." He turned around and walked up to the lizard people, flipping his right hand in the air, as if picking off a golden star, "Maybe my power can bless life. The soul that died here."

The leader of the lizardman, who was wearing grass-woven clothes, waved his hands again and again. It handed back the cores of power exuding calm and serenity, and then began to lie down unceasingly, chirping.

"Really? Is that what you wish?" Vormir crouched so that he was about the same height as the lizard-looking creatures.

The lizard man dressed as the patriarch bowed down, muttering words, still making the same request, their first, last, and always, only one request.

"I see." Vormir nodded briefly and spread his palms, "If you want wisdom, then you will have it, and so will your people."

The orange halo flourished, and a tsunami surged out of his body, drowning everything in front of him.

Loki and Red Skull backed away immediately, not daring to be aggressive.

All the lizardmen froze in place. As the tsunami washed over their bodies, something quietly changed, and all ignorance and primitiveness were washed away.

"In the name of the soul, you are reborn."

Trembling, the patriarch stood up from the ground.He opened his mouth, his lips trembling, and looked around, like all the other lizardmen. After a few minutes, they began to use the only vegetation around them to cover their bodies.

The patriarch also subconsciously pulled the grass robe that had been in the same style since birth even tighter, and then bowed deeply.

His voice was hoarse, and the sound that came out was first a loud scream, like the usual communication of this race.But soon, this vague meaning becomes clearer and clearer, and finally forms a complete sentence.

"Thank you," he said, "may you have a good journey and good luck, my God."

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"These things are crazy, but you are not happy." Loki looked at the lizard man who was celebrating.Any sentient being would be inspired by that sheer hope and exhilaration, but his companion, or his current "master," was unimpressed.

"Wisdom and happiness are not necessarily related," Vormeer said.

Millions of years ago, he changed the soul form of the races where he settled, made them brand new, and gave them wisdom.

At first, the planet developed rapidly as he expected, and the new race no longer worried about the possible devastating blow to farming caused by wind, frost, rain and snow, their total number increased rapidly, and the death rate decreased repeatedly; later, suddenly One day, they abandoned peace and cowardice, learned to plunder, learned to murder, and learned to manipulate power; later, they built steel cities that spread thousands of miles, built huge ships that could destroy galaxies, and brazenly launched wars.Then blood and fire, the end, the destruction.

Wisdom produces power, power fuels desire, and desire burns into ambition.

The more intelligent a race is, the more it will be destroyed from within.

The more intelligent an individual is, the more pain he has to bear.

Loki was stunned, as if he didn't expect Vormir to say such a thing at all, but the evil god immediately covered up the momentary surprise with his good laugh.

"You're right," he admitted, "that there is absolutely no necessary connection, and no idea what these lower beings are celebrating."

Vormir gave him a scrutinizing look, turned his back and opened the hatch, and the breath of history and dust of hundreds of years came out from the mottled aircraft.

"Let's go, there is still a universe waiting for us to save."