Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 59 The familiar horror

Sok nodded in agreement with what Mark said, but did not interrupt what Mark said.Still listening quietly to Mark's next speech.

"Actually, myths, or myths created by humans, are just serving people. Maybe they are for people's entertainment after dinner, or they may be to achieve some necessary purposes, but these artificial myths are still They are just man-made myths. You cannot treat them as real history. So they are of little reference value. It can only be said that these man-made myths have an impact on some kingdoms in Northern Europe." Mark said slowly

Suoke finally couldn't help it anymore, and asked out of curiosity in his heart: "You have been emphasizing man-made myths, why can't these myths be true?"

"Really?" Mark sneered: "Take Norwegian mythology as an example! Some books say that Loki is Odin's sworn brother, and some books say that Loki is Odin's son. So myths are just artificial. Compiled, just like I said Odin is an old man who is blind in one eye, wearing a golden eyepatch, holding a golden spear, and full of white hair. Do you believe this is Odin?"

Mark was speaking to Sok in a half-joking tone, and Mark didn't expect Sok to believe what he said.

"I believe it!" Suoke looked at Mark with a firm expression and said.

"Hahaha! You believe that nonsense. I also said that Heimdall is a real black man!" Mark still had a little doubt about the humorous young lady in front of him.

So I continued to speak in a joking tone.

But when Mark said that Heimdall was a black man, the other party's expression obviously changed.Even for a moment, Mark captured it.

The other party obviously knows that Heimdall is a black man...then the other party is probably a god in Asgard.

But Mark never thought of the Asgardian god named Thok.

Sok laughed awkwardly.

"Actually, just laugh about myths. There is no need to take them too seriously. After all, they are gods above us! Even if they exist, what does it have to do with us? Mortals like me are just being treated by those gods who are above us. It's just controlled by God." Mark opened his palms and moved his fingers, trying to grasp the once violent and familiar power in his hands.

But the restriction buried in Mark's body suppressed this power again.

"Sorry, we seem to have digressed." Mark also gradually began to change the topic to other aspects.Be prepared to pick up some gossip.

"No, I think what you said is very good." Thok said with an indifferent expression: "I would like to ask, which god is your favorite in Norse mythology?"

"Which one? You're stumping me. If I had to say which one I like more, I would choose the creator of Ragnarok. Loki, the god of fire." Mark asked slowly. I drank some coffee and thought for a while before speaking.

"I've seen Odin's admirers, I've seen Thor's admirers, I've seen Heimdall's admirers. But this is the first time I've seen Loki's admirers." Thok said slightly surprised. .

"That's just a tall man among the dwarfs. After all, he was born as a god, and he created Ragnarok. This great achievement alone is enough to make me like it. If the creator of Ragnarok is someone else , maybe I don’t like him that much.” Mark shrugged.

"I see. But why are you so disgusted with the Nordic gods?" Suok still didn't understand.

Mark paused for a moment, thinking about how he was sealed on top of the snow.

"That's because...forget it, it's useless to tell you." Mark was sure that the other party was an Asgardian god.

If not, Mark would stand on his head to wash his hair.

"I don't really want to talk about this topic anymore. Let's change the topic!"

…

In the end, the chat didn't last too long. Sock was more curious about Mark's evaluation of the Nordic gods.

Mark accidentally mentioned some gods from other pantheons later.

But there is absolutely no interest in those gods.

This can also be seen from this point.

In an apartment in Monaco, Mark can finally take a hot bath.During this period of time, Mark almost felt like he was going moldy.

After all, his identity is a bit tricky now, so Mark tries not to go to crowded places.

Of course, it wouldn't be a big problem for Mark to go to a place like a bar where people and people are mixed.

Turning off the faucet, the water in the shower gradually became smaller. Mark looked at the water dripping from his body and thought about his behavior yesterday.

He followed Sok back to her apartment in a daze.

Mark wondered if he had been prompted by some magic or action.My alert self would never do this at this sensitive time.

But the fact is that he really did it.

Outside the bathroom, Sock knocked on the door and said, "Mark, I put the change of clothes outside. I just threw away your old clothes."

"Thank you!" Mark said looking in the direction outside.

"Hey, what did you say thank you for? We are not friends. Helping each other is what we should do! Okay, don't say so much, come out and eat right away. And your phone just rang." Suoke Said leaving clothes outside the bathroom.

Mark walked out of the bathroom and looked at the clean clothes. These clothes were just bought and had obviously been prepared long ago.And since he even knew his own size, Mark started to get a little worried.

This level of familiarity with oneself is worrying!Especially since Mark is not yet capable enough to face it.

Mark picked up the phone placed by the sink and dialed back.

There was only one person who knew the call, and that was Tony Stark.

Tony's lazy voice sounded again.

"Mark, if possible, I still want you to go to Copenhagen. If there, my private plane can pick you up."

Mark didn’t say much: “A few days.”

"After three days, the plane will be waiting for you there for three days. So you have six days to wait."

"It's not a big problem." Mark said while getting dressed.

"Mark, are you leaving?" Sock asked, standing outside the bathroom.

"You actually have a female voice over there. It seems like your life is going well!" Tony said teasingly.

to be continued