Chapter 310 Andrew Garner is here

Elliot Randolph, a professor of Norse mythology who is not too famous, works at the University of Seville in Spain.

His living habits, consumption habits, etc. are no different from those of normal Spanish people. From the information, it is impossible to tell that he is an Asgardian who is thousands of years old.

Today, Elliot Randolph lives his leisurely Spanish life as usual. He gets up slowly at nine in the morning, hastily solves the breakfast problem with a cup of coffee and two cookies, then goes shopping, chats, reads, and attends classes. It is not until four in the afternoon that he walks into a restaurant he often goes to for a hearty lunch.

These behaviors of his may seem strange in other countries, but in Spain, almost everyone is like this. Living casually is the most basic logic of Spain.

"Professor Randolph, do you mind if I sit here?" Skye sat opposite him with a plate of paella without waiting for his reply.

Elliot Randolph shrugged, "It's my honor to have lunch with the youngest richest man in the world, Miss Skye Lanshel."

Skye smiled slightly. She is now a household name in the world, so it's normal to be recognized. She gracefully put a mouthful of rice into her mouth, her eyes became a happy crescent shape, "It smells so good."

Europeans, like Americans, generally like to eat bread, steak, etc., but only Spaniards like to eat rice. Skye also likes rice because Eric likes it.

"Miss Skye came all the way to Spain, don't you just want to eat a paella?" Elliot Randolph smiled and picked up the coffee cup.

"I came here specially to see you, Professor, but the seafood rice here is so delicious that I couldn't help but order one."

Elliot Randolph smiled and shook his head, "Looking for me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Skye put down the spoon and stared into his eyes, "Come with me to see someone."

"Who?"

"Hogan!"

Just a name, Elliot Randolph's face froze instantly, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the door, as if he was going to run away, but seeing Skye's half-smile, he immediately slumped in the chair like a deflated ball.

"They, they came to catch me?" Elliot Randolph smiled bitterly, looking uglier than crying.

Skye shook her head, "No, just asking you some questions."

"What then? Arrest me? Or execute me on the spot?"

"That's not something I can decide." Skye picked up the plate and quickly ate a large portion of seafood rice. Then she smiled and said to Elliot Randolph, "However, Hogan and his friends are staying at my house. We have a good relationship. If you cooperate..."

"Got it, we'll leave right away!" Elliot Randolph stood up immediately, with a look of willingness to die.

Skye wiped her mouth, smiled and nodded, "Let's go. Oh, by the way, pack two servings of seafood rice for me."

"You brought friends with you? Do you want to order more dishes?" For the sake of his own life, Elliot Randolph was very attentive.

"No, I'll eat by myself." Skye touched her flat belly embarrassedly. Since the awakening of the Eternal Gene, her appetite has increased day by day. She can eat the amount of four or five people by herself. Fortunately, she won't get fat no matter how much she eats, otherwise she will go crazy!

"Understood!" Elliot Randolph nodded at him like a lackey, turned around and shouted: "Waiter! Ten, no, twenty servings of paella!"

...

"Oh my God, Your Highness Thor!" Just after being teleported back to New York, Elliot Randolph saw Thor in a daze at a glance, his face full of shock, and then immediately turned into despair.

Look, in order to catch him, the deserter, even the Prince of Asgard came, I'm afraid he really can't escape this time!

"You are really a shame to Asgard!" A loud shout made Elliot Randolph's already desperate mood even worse. He turned his head to look at the sound, but only saw a meteor hammer getting closer and closer.

"Be careful! Don't spill my takeaway!" Skye was quick and grabbed the big package in Elliot Randolph's hand, and then watched coldly, watching him being hit by Hogan's meteor hammer.

"Hogan..." Elliot Randolph struggled to get up from the ground, but he didn't dare to look at Hogan.

Hogan was even more furious when he saw him like this, and he swung the meteor hammer and hit him again, "You coward!"

"Hogan, we still have something to ask him." Sif and others who came out later hurriedly stopped Hogan.

"You coward, I even attended your funeral!" Hogan couldn't attack, but he kept cursing.

"Yes, I'm a coward!" Elliot Randolph suddenly got up from the ground with his eyes wide open, staring at the people in the Asgard fiercely, "I like this planet, the life here, and the people here! What can I do in Asgard? Knock on the stone! Knock for thousands of years! I'm tired of that kind of life! The life now is what I want, and for this, I am willing to be a coward!"

Elliot Randolph's words made Hogan stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help sighing and sitting down on the ground.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, come and try the seafood rice that Randolph brought you. I guarantee it's super delicious." Skye raised the big package in his hand and smiled to smooth things over.

The group looked left and right, and finally stood up silently and sat at the dining table.

"Eric told me that Orientals like to discuss things at the table, because at the table, the atmosphere will be relatively harmonious. If you drink a little more wine, your brain will be slightly paralyzed and people will become excited, then the chances of success will be greater." Skye gave each person two takeouts, and piled the rest in front of him. Then, he ignored the Asgardians who were glaring at each other, picked up a spoon and started to eat heartily.

Skye's strong stomach quickly attracted the attention of several Asgardians. They said nothing, watching Skye wolf down one after another, and then looked at the takeout in front of them, wondering, is it really that delicious? Then try it!

As Skye said, it is easy to make the atmosphere harmonious at the table. After a few bites of the Asgardians, the tense atmosphere has begun to ease.

"What's wrong with His Majesty Thor?" Elliot Randolph was the first to break the deadlock.

"This is why we are looking for you!" Skye briefly explained, introducing the matter. "Hundreds of years ago, you came to Earth with Thor. Do you know if there is a place that is very important to Thor?"

"Aren't you here to arrest me?" Elliot Randolph was so surprised that he almost overturned the table.

"Ahem, it wasn't before, but now, it can be!" Skye coughed lightly and looked at him with a threatening look.

"Yes, I understand!" Elliot Randolph immediately woke up, frantically mobilized his brain, and recalled what happened hundreds of years ago, "It seems that there is such a place."

"Where?" Skye and the Asgardian Four said in unison.

"In..." Elliot Randolph was about to say the name of the place, but a voice from the future suddenly sounded in the restaurant.

"Miss, Mr. Andrew Garner is here."