novel-books Chapter 112 The God King's ransom has arrived. Please sign for it, Mr. Lin!
Chapter 112 The God King's ransom has arrived. Please sign for it, Mr. Lin!
Over the next three days, this ordinary old alley in Beijing became extraordinary.
The neighbors in the alleyways often stumble upon strange and unusual things every day.
For example, that kid from the Lin family is a lazybones; all he does is drink tea and sunbathe.
But in the past few days, a blond, blue-eyed, handsome foreign "cleaner" has appeared at his doorstep.
Every day, the young man would grab a big broom and sweep every inch of the alley's paving stones until they shone brightly.
Not a single fallen leaf could be found.
They could also see that there was a "foreign strongman" in the Lin family's courtyard who was as big as a brown bear.
That burly man was even more outrageous; he always went shirtless, his muscles gleaming with oil, making him even more intimidating than the bodybuilding champions on the calendar.
He was chopping wood in the yard, carrying a broken axe in his hand, working hard.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The commotion was like a thunderclap from a clear sky; it could be heard clearly throughout half the alley.
"Hey Lao Wang, where did Xiao Fan get these two foreign clowns from?"
At the entrance of the alley, by the chessboard, Grandpa Zhang held a "cannon" (a type of chess piece), but his eyes kept glancing towards the Lin family's courtyard.
Old Wang, holding the black pieces, trembled almost imperceptibly in the hand holding the teacup.
The way he looks at Lin Fan's courtyard now has completely changed.
Ever since he was "rewarded" with a cup of divine tea that day, feeling as light as twenty years old, he no longer dared to regard Lin Fan as an ordinary person.
Those are gods living in the mortal world!
"What a ridiculous foreign clown."
Old Wang lowered his voice as if to sound profound: "Those are called international friends, coming to experience our traditional Chinese labor life. You wouldn't understand."
"Experience life?" Grandpa Zhang scoffed, his face full of disbelief.
"It doesn't look like it to me."
"Look at that woodcutter, his eyes, his expression, he looks so bitter and resentful. If you didn't know better, you'd think he wasn't chopping wood, but his family's enemy."
"And then there's the guy sweeping the doorway, always sighing and complaining, the broom in his hand looks like it's made of iron. This isn't experiencing life, this is clearly a labor reform site!"
Old Wang was filled with doubt.
He also felt that these two "international friends" were strange in every way.
Especially the woodcutter; once, when he passed by, he saw with his own eyes that the guy swung his axe and missed.
As a result, the millstone-sized bluestone slab in the yard cracked in two with a snap!
That strength... is it something a human could possess?
Old Wang found the Lin family courtyard increasingly unfathomable. He made up his mind to visit less often in the future; when gods clash, mortals suffer.
He didn't want to get accidentally scratched by that wood-chopping axe one day.
……
At this moment, inside the courtyard.
"Bang!"
With a single swing of his axe, Thor shattered a hardwood beam thicker than his waist, sending splinters raining down.
He shook the sweat off his brow and looked up at the distance.
The figure was lounging in a recliner, leisurely sipping tea, as if nothing in the world concerned him.
The resentment in Thor's eyes almost solidified.
It's been three days!
Three whole days!
He, the mighty Thor and the heir to Asgard, has been chopping wood here for three days!
At first, he was filled with rage, treating every piece of wood as if it were Lin Fan's head, and chopping at it with all his might.
But gradually, he discovered that this monotonous and purely physical exertion actually calmed his heart, which was in turmoil and agitation due to the severe injury.
He began to think.
To contemplate the true meaning of power.
Think about Asgard's distant future.
Think about just how terrifying that man named Lin Fan really is.
He even vaguely sensed that the surging thunderous power within his body was becoming increasingly condensed and pure with each swing of the axe.
Is this... also a form of spiritual practice?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Thor was startled.
Do not!
impossible!
I was just chopping wood! This is absolutely not some kind of bullshit spiritual practice!
He shook his head violently, banishing the absurd idea, and continued to bury himself in the pile of wood.
At the gate of the courtyard, Loki was listlessly dragging a broom.
These three days were torture for him, every second was an ordeal.
Watching his big, clumsy older brother doing hard labor in the yard, while he could only sweep a patch of empty space at the gate that could never be cleaned properly.
This feeling was extremely frustrating.
He even... started to envy Thor a little.
At least, chopping wood can loosen up your muscles and bones, and you can even foolishly "enlighten" yourself.
And what about him?
Staring at this empty ground every day, he felt that his body and soul were about to mold.
He is now eagerly anticipating that the "delivery" from Asgard will arrive immediately!
He doesn't want to be a cleaner for even a day longer!
While he was lost in thought.
The sky suddenly brightened.
A dazzling beam of light, composed of seven rainbow colors, tore through the sea of clouds above the capital and pierced vertically downwards!
The pillar of light was sacred and majestic, radiating an indescribable, immense pressure!
In that instant, the entire capital city was enveloped by this sudden divine light!
Countless citizens looked up in astonishment, staring dumbfounded at the miraculous sight in the sky, their hands trembling as they took out their phones.
"What...what is that?!"
"A rainbow? No! It didn't rain! There's no way a rainbow this thick would appear!"
"Is a deity descended to earth?!"
The piercing alarm sounded throughout Li Zhenguo's office!
"Reporting, sir! An extremely high-level energy reaction has been detected over Beijing! The coordinates... the coordinates are exactly in the alley where Mr. Lin is located!"
Li Zhenguo looked at the familiar seven-colored beam of light on the screen, let out a long breath, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Don't panic, all alarms are off."
Speaking into the communicator, he gave the order in a deep voice, a mixture of weariness and awe:
"That's... a package from friendly forces."
……
At the entrance of the courtyard house.
Loki and Thor, watching the rainbow bridge beam descend from the sky, both burst into wild joy.
coming!
finally come!
The beam of light landed precisely on the open ground in front of the courtyard house.
The light faded, revealing three giant boxes made of an unknown metal.
Beside the box stood the silhouette of an Asgardian warrior, clad in heavy armor, wielding a greatsword, and with a solemn expression.
It was Heimdall, the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge.
Heimdall's gaze passed over Thor and Loki, landing directly inside the courtyard.
He bowed slightly to the figure lying in the chair, giving a standard Asgardian warrior salute.
"By order of Odin, the father of the gods, the items for the trade have been delivered."
His voice transcended space, resounding clearly in everyone's ears.
"One hundred boxes of Uru Divine Steel, one thousand pieces of Celestial Palace Gold Bricks, and... a complete Rainbow Bridge Crystal."
"Please inspect it."
Lin Fan, who was on the recliner, slowly sat up straight.
He strolled over to the three giant boxes, stretched out his finger, and casually tapped on the side of one of the boxes.
"Hmm, the packaging is quite sturdy."
He flipped his wrist and casually waved it.
The heavy lid of one of the boxes suddenly popped open with a "bang".
Inside the box, neatly arranged, were pieces of Uru Divine Steel, shimmering with a dark metallic luster, as if imbued with the power of stars.
He then opened the second box.
The box was radiating golden light; inside were golden bricks stacked like gold bars in a bank vault, exuding a sacred aura.
Finally, he opened the third box.
A section of the "bridge surface," about ten meters long and three meters wide, lies quietly within it.
It is made entirely of colorful crystals, as if the entire Milky Way is frozen inside, radiating a dreamlike halo.
"Hmm, not bad, honest and reliable."
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he turned to look at Loki, who was still immersed in excitement, and waved his hand casually, as if dismissing a temporary worker.
"Alright, you sweep the floor."
"Your ransom has arrived."
"You are now fired."
"Pack your things and go home with your brother."