When the last trace of magical aftershock faded into the air, silence returned to the battlefield.
Odin stepped over to Harry's side and looked with him at the scarlet particles floating ahead.
Harry stood there with his eyes lowered. The five-colored glow still lingering around him had not completely faded, and it reflected the crimson light of the Aether.
Odin studied the boy's calm profile and mistakenly assumed Harry had no way to collect the Aether. He gave a slight nod and said in a deep voice, "Do you need my help? Asgard has an artifact called the Infinity Gauntlet. It might be able to compress the Aether back into the Reality Stone."
Harry shook his head and declined Odin's offer. Instead, he asked, "All-Father, can these Aether particles be separated? And if they are, would they still count as infinite energy?"
Odin was not entirely sure either. After choosing his words carefully, he said, "Well, nothing like that has happened before, but I think they probably can be separated.
As for whether the separated Aether particles would still possess infinite energy, there's no need to doubt that. As long as they remain in this universe, they will always be Infinity Stones. Their power output would simply be reduced."
Harry's eyes lit up at once.
Just the ability to break it apart alone made the Reality Stone's value to him rise dramatically, to the point that it had already surpassed even the Time Stone.
Suddenly thinking of something, Harry hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, aside from the Reality Stone, can the other Infinity Stones also be liquefied?"
Once again, Odin had been stumped. He pondered for quite a while before answering uncertainly, "Probably not. Liquefaction seems to be unique to the Reality Stone. There's no precedent for the others."
"I see." Harry was a little disappointed at first, but he quickly pulled himself together. "Since it isn't absolute, then I should try researching a way to liquefy the other Infinity Stones. If I can fully liquefy them, they'll become the most valuable energy source imaginable!"
Odin opened his mouth as if he wanted to persuade Harry not to research the Infinity Stones. After all, many powerful people before Harry had studied them, and none had achieved the results they wanted.
But before he could speak, he suddenly realized that Harry was completely different from all those people.
The quality of the magic within Harry's body was actually even higher than the quality of an Infinity Stone's energy.
If it was Harry, maybe he really could make the Infinity Stones do things no one had ever imagined.
So Odin could only keep quiet. After a moment of silence, he encouraged Harry with the tone of an elder encouraging a junior. "Do your best. I believe you can pull it off."
Nearby, Thor watched the scene with a dark expression.
Father, why is it punches and scoldings when it comes to me, but unconditional support when it comes to Harry?
Could he actually be your son?
Do weak people really have no rights?
If Odin had caught Thor's inner thoughts, he definitely would have told his reckless eldest son with all seriousness, "That's right. The strong really can do whatever they want."
The Dark Elves that Harry had subdued were sent directly to Asgard's prison. Harry planned to sign separate contracts with each of them and make them servants of the floating city.
Before leaving, Harry finally remembered something he had promised Loki, so he told Odin about it.
"Your Majesty, I promised Loki that if he helped me test potions, I'd let him out of the enchanted prison. I hope you'll allow him to leave."
At that point, Harry looked a little awkward. After all, turning someone else's son into a woman was not exactly something he could feel entirely comfortable about.
But to his surprise, the moment Odin heard that, his eyes lit up, and he hinted meaningfully, "Of course. And honestly, I think having a daughter is much more entertaining than having a son!"
Harry: "???"
There is something seriously wrong with you.
…
After returning to Kamar-Taj, Harry continued perfecting the floating city.
By now, the overall framework of the floating city had already been completed. Only the weapons system remained.
The structure of the weapons system was relatively simple. First, he bought a maximum-output star-destroyer cannon from the Crossroads Dimension and mounted it on the floating city. Then he used runes to apply mystical enchantments to it, and finally linked it to the floating city's succubus system.
Just like that, the floating city was considered basically complete.
Harry was immensely looking forward to another war on the scale of the Battle of New York so he could test the floating city's strength.
It was only then that he remembered the evil organization he had nearly forgotten about—Hydra!
Knowing Hydra's nature, there was no way they would stay quiet forever. Even with him around, they would definitely stir up trouble again.
It had already been nearly three years since Hydra was last exposed, and Harry had no idea what they had been cooking up in secret.
He had a feeling that the battle between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. was about to begin, and when that happened, it would also be the moment the floating city officially made its debut.
But before that, Harry had no intention of sitting idle. He decided to try dreamwalking once more.
Inside the chat group, after talking things over with each other, several members had grown curious about different worlds. They had all started collecting specialties from their own worlds, planning to hand them over to Harry later.
And those things would be a huge help to him.
For example, if he could obtain a Devil Fruit from the world of pirates, there was a good chance Harry might be able to master an entirely new kind of magic.
And if that magic turned out to be rule-based, that would be even better.
Before dreamwalking, Harry entered a training room, where he saw Loki mixing a large number of potion ingredients.
Hearing the door open, Loki looked up. His face darkened at once, and he immediately demanded, "Harry, you actually made me drink that kind of potion? I'm a man, a man!
I am a prince of Asgard. I might even inherit the throne one day, and yet you made me… made me…!"
Harry did not care in the slightest and brushed him off. "Yeah, yeah, I know. You used to be a man. But aren't you a woman now?
Besides, you know as well as I do that even if Odin allowed you to be the next ruler of Asgard, the people of Asgard would never accept it.
So you were never going to become Asgard's king anyway.
And your strength isn't good enough either.
As for the potion, watch your mouth. Didn't I tell you to study hard? As long as you successfully remove the side effects from the potion, then you won't have to sleep with anyone.
So work hard, kid. Only effort will let you control your own fate!"
Instead of calming down after hearing that, Loki's expression became even uglier. He demanded, "How could changing a potion formula possibly be that simple? These potions contain extraordinary power. Who knows how many years they took to perfect? How could they possibly be improved overnight?
You're making things difficult for me on purpose!"
Seeing Loki get more and more insolent, Harry did not indulge him. He simply showed his true colors. "That's right, I am making things difficult for you. So what?
If you don't want to do it, then go back to being locked inside Asgard's enchanted prison, because there's no way Odin would secretly let you out.
So choose. Spend the rest of your life alone in an enchanted prison, or take a gamble. At worst, you just have to sleep with someone."
Loki's expression shifted over and over again. In the end, he still accepted reality. With a helpless sigh, he said, "Fine. I'll keep working on it."
Satisfied, Harry nodded and returned to his own private training room. He quickly carved a Runic array into the floor to strengthen his dreamwalking ability.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
His soul followed an invisible current of energy, rushed out into the multiverse, traveled through the Chaos Sea, and finally arrived in a special world.
The instant Harry opened his eyes, he found himself staring at a dense forest.
Massive trees surrounded him, their canopies blotting out the sky like an enormous green net. Sunlight was chopped into scattered flecks, casting swaying shadows across the vines and ferns on the ground.
Beside Harry, a blond kid and a black-haired kid were arguing. They sat on opposite sides of a campfire, staring each other down with boundless energy.
Harry even suspected they might start fighting at any second.
Off to one side sat an old man.
His life force was extremely weak, even weaker than the two kids, which made Harry certain that not everyone in this world possessed extraordinary abilities.
As for the last person nearby, that was the one Harry cared about the most.
He was clearly the strongest.
The moment Harry woke up, that man looked toward him.
If he had not looked away immediately, Harry would have thought the man had already realized that someone else was inside this body.
Even so, he was definitely suspicious.
If Harry had not immediately searched through the body's memories and acted according to its instincts, he probably would have already been found out.
But even then, the man kept watching him.
From the masked white-haired man, Harry deduced that he was some kind of operative.
And based on the bodily habits and instincts of him and the two nearby kids, Harry judged that all of them were highly trained assassins.
This world was interesting.
Apart from them, the body Harry was currently using also felt a little strange.
It seemed to belong to a girl.
But wasn't her chest a little too flat?
At the same time, an angry roar echoed in Harry's mind.
"Damn you, who are you? Get out of my body!
And I just haven't developed yet, okay? It's not because I'm flat!"
Hearing the young girl's furious voice in his head, Harry touched his chest, confirmed that it was completely flat without even the slightest bump, and teased, "Give it up, kid. You're beyond saving. Though maybe I can help you."
The body's original owner did not appreciate Harry's kindness in the least. Instead, she shouted furiously, "You bastard, get out of my body! The fact that you could get into my body at all is enough for me to guess who you are. You dared attack a team out on a mission, so you're definitely going to be punished!"
Harry learned quite a bit from that.
Calm and unhurried, he asked, "Oh? So, flat-chest, who are you?"
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