The Father of Superheroes

Chapter 307: When you're full, go away

"no!"

After hearing what Odin asked him to do, Mike categorically refused.

Help him take care of another child?

What a joke, when he's a nursery here?

Thor was picked up by Clark, so he bothered to look at it.

Now you Odin are going to throw Loki over here...

What!

I really feel like he's here...

Odin whispered, "I won't let you help in vain!"

"what is the benefit?"

Mike's heart moved.

"You'll get Asgard's friendship!"

"I haven't got it yet?"

Mike looked at Odin with 'grief and indignation' and said, "Saul has stayed with me for so long, hasn't he gained friendship yet?"

Odin's old face did not waver at all, but after pondering, he still whispered: "Well, how about I let the dwarves of Nidavi build a weapon for you?"

"arms?"

"That's an artifact!"

"Just barely."

Mike 'reluctantly' agreed.

The two old guys looked at each other and laughed.

The deal is done.

"But the type of weapon, I want to specify."

"no problem!"

Odin nodded calmly.

"Tell me, when is your other child coming? His power..."

"His power will be sealed, like Thor."

Mike nodded and whispered with his chin in mind: "Then what are the conditions for him to get his power back?"

Odin whispered, and then chatted with Mike about the type of weapon.

As for why Odin is here?

Like what Mike just said, it's nothing more than worrying about Sol.

A father, who hasn't seen his child for so long, is worried about coming here to see his child. This is human nature.

Just as Mike and Odin were muttering something, Sol came out with a fried rice.

Seeing that Mike and the old man were chatting happily, Sol put the fried rice in front of the old man and couldn't help but say, "The old man can really chat with the old man."

Odin and Mike: "?"

"Try it."

Sol handed the spoon to Odin and said, "It should taste good."

He has tasted it before and it tastes very good.

Odin picked it up, tasted it, and nodded slightly.

It tastes really good.

Perhaps because his son made it, Odin thought this fried rice was better than anything he had ever eaten.

However, he has not forgotten the purpose of his visit this time.

Make things difficult for Sol to see how much Sol has changed.

So, he quickly took two mouthfuls of rice, spit out a mouthful of 'bah', and said with disgust: "It's too bad to eat, how can you eat this thing?"

The smile on Sol's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Stinky old man, show me some respect!"

Odin: "!"

Why are you so angry all of a sudden?

His performance just now was obviously more extreme than this.

Odin blinked, and Mike gave Thor a thumbs-up.

Good guy, dare to attack Odin like this!

Sol slammed down the table with both hands, looked down at Odin in a very oppressive posture, and said angrily, "You can insult me, but you can't insult my fried rice!"

"?"

Odin was startled.

Sol, is this?

Seeing the dazed appearance of the old man, Sol let out a long breath and said sadly, "You don't understand!"

"Don't understand what?"

Odin asked blankly.

"I, Sol, the only thing I'm satisfied with now is my cooking skills! You're insulting me by doing this!"

The only satisfaction...is the cooking?

Odin's eyes flashed.

Where did this kid put Asgard's glory?

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but say, "Chef? Don't you have any dreams?"

"Dream?" Sol recalled Mike's artistic cooking skills that day, and said yearningly: "If my dream is now...become a master chef!"

Odin said angrily, "Aren't you Thor?"

"Does this conflict with my desire to be a chef?"

Thor looked at Odin strangely, frowned, and said, "How do you know I'm Thor?"

Odin pointed to Mike and said, "He said it!"

Mike: "…"

Sol pondered and said, "The God of Thunder and the God of Cooking..."

In the murmur, he showed a smile and said, "No conflict."

Then, he looked at the fried rice, slapped the table fiercely, and said, "Give it to me! Don't waste it! You're going to starve to death, you're still picking and choosing! Forget it!"

"Also, what I make won't taste bad!"

It was unpalatable and he wouldn't serve it!

Odin lowered his eyes and looked at Mike coldly.

"Mike Kent, you..."

"What! You dare to threaten my boss?" Sol glared at the other party and said, "Believe it or not, I'll drive you out?"

Mike: (?ω?)

Odin felt his brain hurt.

This child is dying, should Loki stay?

Just when he hesitated, he only heard Sol whisper: "Cooking is like being a human being, you must take every ingredient seriously, cook in a way that suits them, and blend them together for the purpose of making. Responsible for every dish.”

"This is the principle of being a human being, and it is also the principle of cooking."

"You understand? Old man?"

Odin was startled.

good guy!

Sol has learned such a profound truth from cooking?

If you look at a dish and see a country, and see the ingredients in it as the people...

hiss!

Thor's insight is amazing!

Moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Odin felt that it was not a loss.

So, he sat down silently, picked up the spoon and ate quickly.

The taste...really good.

Sol smiled happily and looked at Mike.