When the inhabitants of the Void ventured out again, they saw Stakar Ogord's imposing Ravager pacing back and forth at the Collector's place.
That was all money.
Any single item they managed to acquire would be enough to live on for a lifetime.
Anyone who had survived in the Void knew that the Collector was not to be trifled with, and neither was Stakar Ogord.
The two of them together.
Only an idiot would dare to lay a hand on them, because even a madman would avoid them.
Full of curiosity, they watched for a while, but the clever ones made no move beyond eye candy.
Everyone went about their business as usual, and soon the Void returned to its usual bustling chaos.
Before returning home, Garfield first went to an uninhabited planet to sort through all the materials, especially those given by the Collector.
He needed to see if the Collector had included anything unusual.
Sure enough, Garfield found a locator among the materials.
That cunning fellow.
How should he teach him a lesson.
Garfield considered that in the Marvel Universe, there were only a handful of items that could cause trouble for the Collector.
He initially planned to drop it on Sovereign to give those golden haired guys some amusement, but then thought about how they were still developing Adam Warlock and could not do anything about it yet.
After much thought, Garfield remembered a special place, a place filled with chaos and conflict, and where another madman resided.
The legendary Sakaar.
As for sending the locator there, Garfield had a brilliant idea.
He opened a portal to the Bifrost control room in Asgard and asked the bewildered Heimdall to open the Bifrost to Earth.
"Why."
Opening the Bifrost, which relied on cosmic power, was fine, but as the guardian of Asgard, Heimdall needed a reason.
"I am a little tired from traveling through space. Open a portal and send me back."
This reason was flawless.
Heimdall could not find anything wrong with it.
Although Garfield did not stay in Asgard long term, he still held the title of the Third Prince, so using the Bifrost once was really nothing to him.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment."
Heimdall, dressed in a robe reminiscent of the Taurus Gold Cloth, swung his Guardian Sword and opened the Rainbow Bridge.
A seven colored radiance drew Garfield inside.
Once inside, Garfield was enveloped in a rainbow like passageway.
He pulled the locator from his pocket, imbued it with divine power, and randomly chose a spot to exit.
The locator, now imbued with divine power, disappeared after opening a hole in the Rainbow Bridge.
Garfield looked at his creation with satisfaction.
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In the wilderness outside New York City, a dark cloud appeared in the sky.
As the cloud swirled, a seven colored rainbow light landed and vanished instantly, leaving a scorched mark on the ground.
Upon reaching his destination, Garfield first cast a Restoration Charm to return the ground to normal, then opened a portal back to Kamar Taj.
In Kamar Taj, Garfield poured out all the magical materials he had found and handed them to the Ancient One for inspection.
The Ancient One, looking at the pile, noticed a few materials with similar colors but significantly different properties and could not help but scoff. "That Loki, he still does not know how to change. This furry apprentice of mine is not Thor, the brother who loves him to death."
Without a word, the Ancient One carefully separated the materials of different properties that Loki had deliberately mixed together and returned them to Garfield.
"Alright, just use these materials and follow the instructions in the book. If anything goes wrong, come find me."
"Okay, Master, I am off."
Garfield put everything back in his pocket, opened a portal, and went home.
Once home, Garfield quickly threw himself into construction.
First he reinforced his lair inside and out, burying magical materials and new magic circles in certain areas to ensure his lair would not collapse during spatial connections.
Next, Garfield needed to set up portals leading to various parts of the world.
These portals had to be aesthetically pleasing, space efficient, and secure enough to prevent unauthorized use.
Only the owner's permission was allowed.
This would generate a considerable income.
After transferring everything in the shop into a dimensional space, Garfield began renovating the shop.
First, he would double its size, keeping the gold storage counter unchanged while expanding the magical item storage area.
Then, he would install the portals.
Based on the current world order, Garfield planned to place portals in Moscow in Russia, London in the setting sun, Berlin in Germany, Athens in Greece, Istanbul in Turkey, Cairo the capital of the Pyramid Country, and in Asia, in the capital cities of China, Shanghai, and the somewhat hot Tokyo.
For the United States, the American Empire, the bald eagle, the nation where gunfights are a daily occurrence, Garfield placed portals in New York, Los Angeles, and Las Vegas.
As for South America, after some thought, Garfield finally decided on the hospitable Rio de Janeiro.
There were thirteen time portals in total.
In Western culture, thirteen is considered an unlucky number, but that did not bother Garfield, since he had dealt with demons quite a bit anyway.
With ample materials, Garfield successfully mastered the crafting techniques after ruining two portals, and then began a frantic rush to complete them.
Perhaps it was his obsessive compulsive tendencies, but Garfield worked on all thirteen portals in one go without eating or drinking.
Garfield's lack of food and drink initially terrified Queenie and the others.
They thought he had gone mad, but it turned out to be just a sudden burst of enthusiasm.
Once all the portals were finished, Garfield lined them up and fixed them in his Yorozuya shop.
After finishing the portals, he released his original items from the dimensional space.
Seeing that there was still plenty of space, Garfield decided to expand the goods in his shop.
As for the source, it was naturally through an acquaintance.
Amenadiel, the eldest son of Silver City.
He himself possessed Silver City's Angel Armor, and since he did not need it, he might as well show it off.
But then he thought, his armor was a rare Archangel level item.
Displaying it in a shop would be too ostentatious.
The light emanating from the armor alone could purify most items imbued with dark power.
Was he really going to bother setting up a barrier for it.
He had just painstakingly created thirteen time portals.
He was too lazy to do it.
Rather than wasting his time, he would rather ask Amenadiel for some of his stock.
He ate a hearty meal first, then took out the hidden Archangel level armor, found Silver City's time beacon on it, and drew a circle with his delicate white paw.