Be The Main God From Naruto

Wang Yan's body turned into particles and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Magneto Eric waited for a while before asking aloud, "Is he... still in this world?"

Charles closed his eyes and seemed to be searching for Wang Yan's trace.

After a while, he reluctantly opened his eyes and sighed: "He is everywhere."

I thought I had made some progress after becoming a reincarnator, but everything about Wang Yan, like the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, became more and more incomprehensible.

"I came this time to seek your help."

Eric understood his purpose, shared the task with Charles, and temporarily formed a temporary two-person team with the other party.

"This task is a bit interesting."

A strange smile appeared on Charles' face: "Didn't you drug them?"

Although it was only one day for him, Eric had lived a very real life for more than 70 years.

As soon as he returned to the Marvel plane, he heard a lot of news about old friends.

The other party especially likes to control the mind through the use of chemicals.

"Used."

Eric's old face seemed to be a little unbearable, and he said embarrassedly: "The effect of drugs is limited, and their resistance is very strong."

"You know, I can't give them the addictive kind..."

"It's easy to turn people into waste."

I am afraid that in the entire Marvel plane, Magneto is the most qualified man on this topic.

Under his interference and influence, the Federation has cultivated six generations of rebels into addicts.

He knew better than anyone how bad those people were.

"Understood, so you came to seek my opinion."

Charles smiled and said softly: "Why not use 'love' to influence them?"

"Love?"

Magneto blinked, feeling that there might be something wrong with his ears.

But the old friend just nodded.

"When I was in the main **** space, a reincarnation senior named Orochimaru once said that 'love' is one of the top powers in the endless plane. As long as there is 'love', even an anti-human murderer will It's easy to clean up."

Charles didn't seem to be joking, and his expression gradually became serious: "I have seen the information of Wanda and Pietro. They have lacked fatherly love since they were young. You can use a similar 'father' status to empathize with them."

Hearing this, Magneto felt that what Charles said was very reasonable, and he could try it.

Specific operation process?

He has his own set of regulations, and he doesn't even need Charles to twist the hearts of Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver.

...

"Sir Cthulhu, the Magneto Lord Eric of the think tank asked us to provide three actors to sneak into the warehouse and a script director who 'will only work step by step without aura'."

The assistant's voice rang in Loki's ear.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Don't bother me with such trivial matters."

"Then...are we agreeing or not?"

the assistant asked sheepishly.

Loki grabbed the other's collar with one hand.

He widened his eyes, pointed the other finger to his face, and said hysterically, "Looking at this face, what is your answer?"

"Ans...promise!"

The assistant who was treated rudely did not feel unhappy at all, but a strange sense of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Very well, it looks like your musty brain soaked in sulfuric acid isn't dumb enough to suffocate."

Loki waved his hand and drove out all the actors, fans and assistants who were in a circle around him.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

He felt that he was surrounded by psychopaths, and he felt uncomfortable without being scolded a few times every day.

"Inspiration, I need inspiration!"

Loki scratched his ears, feeling that his hairline seemed to be a little taller again.

But there is no need to worry about such a small thing.

What really troubled him was the lack of inspiration!

For more than seventy years, Loki felt a serious homogenization of his work.

Although his script and movie reputation have been very good, and the audience's reputation is also good, but he himself is very dissatisfied!

He needs more experience to turn it into an inexhaustible source of inspiration!

Sometimes, Loki envied his brother with muscles full of brains. As long as he played games without brains and showed off his tendons every day, he could make those ignorant women cheer and scream.

Unlike myself, I have to kill a large number of my own brain cells by myself every day.

He even heard that several game developers have recently developed exclusive games for that idiot Thor...

Humph.

Loki is not jealous at all!

There is a specialization in the art industry, and in the field of script director, he is the best!

And, he will always be so good!

When Loki came to his senses, he found himself out of the studio.

The voices of the people kept coming into my ears.

"Today on the surface world there is a live hunting match between God Eater Steve Rogers and Wolverine Logan!"

"Really? I've been at home for the past two months and haven't watched the news much. I love them both!"

"I like God of War more than Logan and Steve, Thor Kratos, that's the real Jagged Man!"

"If I remember correctly, isn't Thor's last name Odinson?"

"Huh? Odinson, this surname is so familiar..."

"Could it be that the game anchor and the evil **** are the main family?"

"My God! Lord Evil God! You actually went out shopping in person! Can you sign my name?"

Loki looked at the swarming fans and fans, his scalp tingling, and he used a magic trick to minimize his presence.

Walking alone on the street, no one notices his presence.

This feeling is really wonderful!

Loki's thoughts continued to diverge.

What if this state of being ignored continues?

Fresh inspiration came to mind.

He took out the notepad he carried with him and wrote like a fly.

Loki messily wrote those inspirational prompts that only he could understand: "Waste wood, cats that travel through time and space, stone hats, bamboo dragonflies, arbitrary doors..."

"Hey! Loki! Long time no see!"

A calloused hand clapped on the shoulder, interrupting the inspiration of the evil **** director.

Familiar formula, familiar routine.

There is no one else who can see through his camouflage 100%.

Without looking up, Loki knew who it was.

His stupid brother, Thor Odinson!

"Ha ha."

Loki had a grin on his face, and he was disgusted in his heart.

have not seen you for a long time?

Obviously, this **** only ate all the ingredients in his reserve last night, and he is too embarrassed to say such a thing!

"What's wrong with you? Did you write the script stupidly? Going out for a walk and getting some fresh air is good for your body."

As Thor spoke, he rolled up his right hand and showed off his biceps.

He wrapped his arms around the waist of a blond fangirl, showing his affection.

Loki, who was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, just wanted to hammer him to death.

"Hi, my name is Jane Foster, and I often hear Thor mention you..."

The fan girl, who was hugged by Thor's waist, behaved gracefully and without the slightest bit of shyness.

Loki looked at her blankly, and without hesitation he took down his brother's platform: "I think you will definitely not be able to get together in the end. You have a lot of opponents. You have to know that his real age is older than your grandfather."

Thor looked sluggish, and was about to say something, but the personal terminal kept beeping.

He looked down...

A message from Asgard.