Ye Bai considered himself very lucky.
He was a transmigrator who had accidentally crossed into the extremely dangerous world of Marvel.
When he first arrived, he had no superpowers, no technology, and no system.
However, Ye Bai did have one exceptionally perfect wife named Hela.
Although her name sounded somewhat similar to that of the Grand Princess of Asgard, this Hela was completely different from that old woman.
They merely shared the same name.
Hela had exquisite features, a tall and graceful figure, and curves in all the right places.
She was practically a goddess.
Aside from being a little cold by nature, she had no other flaws.
“Why do you keep staring at me?”
At the dining table, Hela frowned slightly and questioned Ye Bai.
Ye Bai had been staring at her the entire time, making her feel somewhat embarrassed.
“Hela, I’ve noticed that the longer I’m with you, the prettier you become.
I wonder if it’s just my imagination.”
Ye Bai smiled as he spoke, making no attempt to hold back his praise.
Hearing his words, Hela’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she looked a little bashful.
But soon, she rolled her eyes at Ye Bai, her eyes filled with a thousand different expressions.
“You have such a smooth tongue.
Hurry up and eat.”
Although she said that, the corners of Hela’s lips curved upward slightly.
Clearly, she was quite pleased with Ye Bai’s praise.
Ye Bai smiled as well and began enjoying the breakfast he had carefully prepared.
There was meticulously prepared congee with preserved egg and lean pork, garnished with chopped green onions, along with perfectly fried eggs and freshly made soy milk.
It was a simple breakfast, yet nutritious.
“You’re going out again today, right?
Be careful on the way.
Things have been a little unsettled lately.”
Hela swallowed a small mouthful of the congee as she reminded Ye Bai.
Her tone was still as cold as ever, but the concern in her words was practically overflowing.
“Don’t worry.
I’m just going to discuss the film rights for The Lord of the Rings.
It’ll be fine.”
“I should be back around noon.
I’ll make braised pork ribs for you today.”
Ye Bai smiled as he spoke, reassuring Hela so she wouldn’t worry too much about him.
As for the film rights to The Lord of the Rings…
As a transmigrator with no superpowers, he could only become a plagiarist.
This seaside estate where he lived with Hela had been bought with the money Ye Bai earned from copying books.
“I’m done eating.
I’ll go back to my room and rest for a while.”
Because Hela had suffered injuries in the past, her body was not in particularly good condition, and she often needed to rest.
After breakfast in the morning, Hela would usually return to her room for another nap.
Today was no exception.
“Wait.
Don’t move.”
Ye Bai stopped Hela as she got up, asking her to stay where she was for a moment.
Then, under Hela’s gaze, Ye Bai gently wiped away the trace left at the corner of her mouth while she was drinking her congee.
“All right.
Go get some rest.”
Hela’s fair, almost glowing face visibly flushed.
After giving Ye Bai a huge eye-roll, Hela hurried upstairs.
Ye Bai smiled and paid no attention to his embarrassed wife, instead beginning to clear the dining table.
Although everything that should have happened between a married couple had already happened between him and Hela, she was still easily embarrassed around him, almost like a young girl.
…..
Hela, the eldest daughter of Odin, the God King of Asgard, and the first heir to the throne of Asgard.
For certain reasons, Hela had fallen out with Odin and was sealed away by him.
Only recently had Hela escaped from that seal, but she had suffered severe injuries in the process and fallen into Midgard, also known as Earth, where she was found by Ye Bai.
Thinking about Ye Bai’s intimate gesture that morning, Hela’s heart began beating faster.
It was so embarrassing.
She was the infamous Goddess of Death of the Nine Realms, an existence who symbolized death.
When had she ever been teased like this?
In the past, any man who merely looked at her a little too long could very well end up dead at Hela’s hands.
Yet Hela did not dislike Ye Bai’s affection.
Instead, she even vaguely enjoyed it.
She had never experienced this feeling of being in love before, and surprisingly, she did not dislike it at all.
…..
Driving the latest Ferrari sports car, Ye Bai left the seaside estate where he and Hela lived.
As a professional plagiarist, Ye Bai naturally hadn’t copied only The Lord of the Rings.
He had not let any remotely famous work slip through his fingers, including A Song of Ice and Fire, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Hunger Games, Twilight, and many others.
Relying on the royalties he earned from copying books, Ye Bai had successfully amassed a fortune worth tens of billions and entered high society.
Today, Ye Bai was going to negotiate the film rights to The Lord of the Rings with a movie company.
Given Ye Bai’s wealth, under normal circumstances, he rarely went out alone.
Hiring eight or ten bodyguards was perfectly reasonable.
That was what Ye Bai had done before, until he encountered Hela.
It wasn’t because Hela would protect him.
With his wife’s delicate body, it was more likely that Ye Bai would be the one protecting Hela.
Rather, after picking up Hela, Ye Bai’s system had suddenly awakened.
Every morning when he woke up, Ye Bai would receive all kinds of strange rewards.
“Tom Cat’s experience in catching mice.”
“An endless supply of Liqun cigarettes.”
“A hair clip once worn by a magical girl.”
“A porcelain bowl that Irelia broke when she was a child.”
…..
Besides these mostly useless rewards, there were also some extremely valuable ones.
“The shooting skills of Sekiro, the Sword Saint.”
“Grey Wolf’s Complete Encyclopedia of Technology.”
“Little Chef’s Culinary Expertise.”
“An unfailing drifting and cornering skill.”
“General Zod’s Kryptonian Template.”
The General Zod template was especially important.
It was the reason Ye Bai had the confidence to go out alone without bodyguards.
Although he hadn’t possessed General Zod’s template for very long and hadn’t absorbed much sunlight yet, it was already more than enough for Earth at present.
After all, Iron Man hadn’t even been born yet, while that purple potato was still drifting through space.
As for becoming a hero, Ye Bai had never considered it.
All he wanted was to live a peaceful and happy life with his wife, Hela.
That was enough.
Why would saving the world as a superhero matter more than his wife?
At worst, he could wait until that purple potato came to Earth before making his move.
Ye Bai believed that by then, he would definitely be able to kill that purple potato with ease.
While thinking about these things, Ye Bai expertly drove his Ferrari past one vehicle after another.
Before long, he arrived downstairs at the movie company.
After parking the sports car, Ye Bai straightened his clothes and walked into the elevator.
For a professional plagiarist, a movie adaptation was definitely a huge source of income, so he naturally had to take it seriously.
Upstairs, a group of burly men dressed in black watched Ye Bai from below, murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
“The target is here.
Get ready!”
One of the men in black, apparently their leader, spoke viciously into the walkie-talkie.
Clearly, this film rights deal was not going to be as simple as Ye Bai had imagined.