The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Getting others to help forge weapons is indeed a good idea, as it saves time, and because the person helping is a dwarf, Yang Le doesn't have to worry about the quality at least.

However, Yang Le politely declined this seemingly tempting proposal. After all, he had already created version 1.0 of his own weapon, and he was the one who knew the weapon best at this point, naturally knowing where to start if he wanted to upgrade it later.

Moreover, Yang Le didn't think his forging skills were weaker than a dwarf's. He was using technology organized and optimized by Little Qibing's brain, and more importantly, he didn't have to worry about enchanting, as a clone of a dimensional deity would personally enchant it for him.

With all of this, Yang Le could guarantee that unless it was an abstract-level god, no one's forging skills could surpass his. This was the confidence that the Gavin Star and the dimensional deity gave him.

Looking at the Uru metal in his hand, even Yang Le couldn't help but feel excited. After all, free stuff is the best, especially such high-purity Uru metal. Now, not only his own, Yang Le could even upgrade Gwen's battle suit.

But Yang Le suppressed the joy in his heart and asked Odin.

"I don't quite understand, Your Majesty, why are you showing me so much kindness when you know I'm not the person you think I am?"

In fact, in Yang Le's imagination, although Odin wouldn't be furious, he should have interrogated him about why he could transform into an Asgardian. But what was happening now was completely different from what he had imagined.

"I am very old, child." Odin's only eye flashed with a wise light. "The years I have endured are completely beyond human imagination. These years have not only turned me into a grumpy old man, but also given me a little bit of insignificant wisdom."

"I can almost tell what kind of person you are at a glance." Odin put his hand on Yang Le's shoulder. "I can see that you are a good child, and you are willing to lend a helping hand to others without affecting yourself."

"That's enough. You must know that lending a helping hand when you can is the most correct thing to do, otherwise your impulsiveness is likely to harm yourself and the people around you."

Odin was clearly talking to Yang Le, but looking at his eyes, Yang Le always felt that he was talking to others through himself. Yang Le felt that it was very likely that it was the dead Tyr.

Yang Le didn't know much about Odin's family in Marvel, but he still knew that Marvel had drawn the key gods, but the relationships and divinity of these gods were disrupted by Marvel's screenwriters.

For example, the most well-known Loki, his seniority has been changed the most outrageously, but everyone knows this, so I won’t say much here. There are also a few less well-known ones, such as Tyr.

According to Norse mythology, Tyr should be younger than Thor, but he is depicted as an older brother who is a bit older than Thor.

In addition, there are Baldr and Hodr. Baldr is the first heir after Tyr's death, and he is also the God of Light, which is considered the smallest change.

As for Hodr, there have been more changes. He has become an old hunter, not to mention a simple blind god.

It can only be said that if you know the story of the original Norse mythology and then look at the Marvel version, then you will probably feel a burst of astonishment. Fortunately, Yang Le knew the Marvel comics first and then learned about Norse mythology, so he would not have this difficulty.

Odin, who regarded Yang Le as a substitute, quickly recovered. He apologized to Yang Le again, asking him to forgive an old man's sentimentality. Yang Le said that he didn't care, but silently equated Odin with a lonely old man in his heart.

"In short, as Thor once said, since you have been chosen by divinity, then it proves that you are a person capable of bearing its responsibilities, so I, the old man, will not waste any more words, but I hope you can make good use of this power."

"I will." Yang Le nodded. When Odin spoke to him, his tone was more like an elder's exhortation to a junior, coupled with the overflowing kindness, no normal person could hate him.

"Okay, don't keep the child and talk nonsense." Frigga playfully pulled Odin away. "The banquet is ready, and the children are still hungry."

"Indeed." Thor took over the topic. "Before I came, I promised Happy and Gwen that I would let them feel the beauty of Asgardian cuisine."

Seeing this, Odin didn't say anything more, waved his hand to signal the attendants to lead the way, and then walked towards the door before the attendants could move. The attendants, who were one step behind, suffered unspeakable hardships and could only rush to catch up.

Thor laughed loudly, pulled Yang Le forward, and Gwen, who had been a passerby for a long time, was also grabbed by Frigga, who was one step behind. It seemed that she was going to chat about some topics between women.

The group headed towards the banquet hall. Halfway there, Frigga seemed to have suddenly remembered something and called out to Thor.

"By the way, Thor, Loki is already waiting for you in the banquet hall."

Hearing this, Thor, who was still chatting and joking with Yang Le, suddenly froze, and turned his head back to look at Frigga, who had a smiling face, like a machine.

"You're not kidding, are you?"

Frigga smiled gently and said, "You know, child, I don't like to joke. That's what Loki uses to tease you."

"What's wrong?" Gwen didn't quite understand why the atmosphere changed when someone was mentioned. Could it be that this Loki was really a bad boy as Yang Le said, but looking at Thor's appearance, it didn't seem like he was angry.

This feeling is more like... helplessness, as if he feels at a loss for what to do with the person being mentioned.

Yang Le touched his chin silently while his brain was running rapidly. It seemed that the Loki in this universe also had some differences from his perception, but it was really difficult to guess what it was just by looking at Thor's appearance.

But there is no need to bother guessing, the door to the banquet hall is in front of them. If Frigga didn't lie, then they would know as soon as they opened this door.

Before the group could reach the door, the attendants on both sides had already started pushing the door. Looking at their movements, they knew they were skilled workers. By the time the group reached the front, the door was completely open.

Seeing this, Yang Le and Gwen poked their heads out in unison. They were both a little curious about this Loki who made Thor helpless.

As the door opened, the first thing that came into view was a long table, which seemed to be made of some kind of metal. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and Yang Le and Gwen couldn't even recognize what the raw materials were.

But these are not the point. The point is the circle of chairs around the table. A person was sitting on one of the chairs early on, a beautiful woman with dark curly hair.