Lin Feng walked out of the backstage, leaving the space to Tony and the Howard couple.
Tony would have to spend a lot of words to make the elder couple accept his revival with peace of mind.
However, Lin Feng felt that this time the elder couple would not refuse the matter of resurrection. After all, who could refuse the temptation of an extra life?
The Howard couple had refused Tony last time because they were afraid that their resurrection would cause irreparable effects on Tony.
Especially Howard, his unusually intelligent brain and astonishing knowledge base made him understand even more what consequences resurrection would bring.
But Lin Feng had already made it clear to Tony. There was no need to worry about any consequences, because the change in the absolute time point would no longer affect Lin Feng, nor would it cause any harm to Tony.
The inability to save and change the consequences caused by the timeline ultimately stemmed from insufficient strength.
Just like Doctor Strange in the Dark Dimension, in order to revive his girlfriend, he eventually led to the destruction of the entire world.
As for whether taking the souls of the elder couple away would attract the Goddess of Death.
Lin Feng sneered at this. Just come if you dare, it saves me the trouble of looking for you.
Thinking this, Lin Feng walked towards the venue, sighing as he walked.
Seeing the reunion of the Howard couple and Tony made Lin Feng think of his parents.
Tony was lucky to have a friend like him who could resurrect the Howard couple.
But what about his own parents?
Lin Feng had never seen his parents, and he didn't even know if they were still alive.
This made Lin Feng a little sad.
He shook his head, not wanting to think about it any further.
When he had enough ability to return to the original universe beyond the fourth dimension, he would try to find them.
The Lin Feng of the past did not have this ability, but now, it was very simple to find someone on Blue Star.
The wedding reception, Natasha was enjoying the food and drinks.
In front of her was a bottle of liquor without any label.
This was a specialty liquor from the Star Clan. She had been with the Star Clan for over a month, and she was already familiar with many things.
Life on the Star Clan had been very fulfilling for Natasha.
During this time, she had been mainly absorbing and digesting the rules of the cosmic black market and the normal trading market.
Lin Feng had left a spaceship on the Star Clan, and usually, she would drive the spaceship to the transit planet.
With her appearance and figure, she naturally attracted a lot of trouble on the transit planet, which was rampant with villains.
But Natasha, enhanced by the symbiote, was not someone that petty villains could provoke.
After a few encounters, Natasha actually gained some fame on that small transit planet.
Everyone knew that there was a hot human beauty with a fiery temper and strength that should not be provoked.
Natasha had no intention of restraining herself; on the contrary, it was becoming more and more intense.
Higher visibility would give her an advantage in reputation when she conducted future transactions.
Anyone conducting transactions would instinctively choose those with a reputation, as they felt more secure with the seller's information.
Natasha had undoubtedly learned a lot during this past month. The broader world had given her more opportunities to use her skills. Although it was tiring, she was also happy.
When she was free, Natasha would also help the young ladies of the Star Clan with some daily chores.
These tasks mainly involved brewing wine and making potions.
These two items took a long time to produce, and the first transaction was expected to take place in two months.
She had discussed with Lin Feng that these goods would no longer be traded under the Star Clan's mark.
In the cosmic black market, there were still products marked as unique to the Star Clan – expensive and rare potions.
Those were things left over from hundreds of years ago when the Star Clan had not been destroyed.
At that time, the prices of these items were not very high, but the huge profits still made people envious.
Therefore, the reason for the destruction of the Star Clan was not only because of the Cosmic Cube but also more because of the space pirates, who, coveting the huge profits, locked onto the Star Clan's planet through the high-end goods circulating in the market.
Although the Star Clan was now under Lin Feng's protection and no longer feared external threats, it was better to be safe than sorry.
The enemy being in the open and us in the dark allowed us to maintain the initiative and have more choices.
Lin Feng felt that there was no need to do so, but since he had entrusted the foreign affairs to Natasha, he respected Natasha's wishes.
He also, as Natasha requested, accelerated the maturation of some potion samples to help Natasha open up the market.
Natasha drank the wine, squinting her eyes, contemplating her next move.
"Little Na, drink more of that stuff, I like it very much!"
The symbiote's voice echoed in her mind, and Natasha nodded joyfully.
This was the first time she had tasted this kind of liquor, as this batch of wine had just been completed by the Star Clan yesterday.
At the reception, each table only had one bottle, but Natasha carried a small bag with her, which contained quite a bit of wine.
And this small bag, which could store many things, was also given by Lin Feng.
Although the wine was the ordinary version brewed by the Star Clan ladies, and its effects were not as strong as what Lin Feng obtained, it still made ordinary people feel happy when they drank it.
Even the symbiote couldn't help but grin with its hideous fangs.
From time to time, there were sounds of admiration at the banquet, which were likely after tasting the Star Clan's wine.
"Natasha, are you listening to me?"
The voice that had been ringing in her ears raised its volume, making Natasha sigh helplessly.
Wine and food were a kind of enjoyment, making her happy.
If there wasn't a certain dark-skinned egg constantly yapping beside her, she would probably be even happier.
"I'm listening, but I really can't answer these questions for you..." Natasha spread her hands helplessly, refusing to answer Nick Fury's questions again.
The dark-skinned egg deduced that Natasha must have gone into space, which was normal.
But he didn't know the specifics, so he kept asking core questions indirectly.
Look at these ridiculous questions asked by this director, no, former director.
If it weren't for this relationship, Natasha would have already given him a few punches.
"You..."
The dark-skinned egg was choked with anger, his breathing becoming a little rapid. He wanted to put on a stern face, but in the end, he didn't erupt.
He had already said that Natasha no longer belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D., so what right did he have to erupt?