Chapter 10 - M.D.B 10: Dragon Balls Being Restored? (2/2)
Saint could not yet rely on the 5-star Dragon Ball to sense the positions of the other ones until its energy is fully replenished. He could only make a wild guess: ”How could this be so fast? Could it be that one of the Dragon Balls fell near a High Energy Body? Perhaps something like one of the Infinity stones?”
Saint could only remember two Infinity Stones existing on earth today.
The Time Stone, contained inside the Eye of Agamotto, was under the protection of the Masters of the Mystic Arts in the holy land of Kamar-Taj. The Space stone, contained within the Tesseract, is lying together with ”Captain America” somewhere under the Ice in the Arctic Ocean… (T/N: Actually Howard Stark found the Tesseract long before Cap was located.)
”That wouldn't do!”
Indeed, if that was the case, Saint would be in trouble? How would he be able to get through the hardest of conditions to dig the Dragon Ball out of Ice? As for the Time Stone, Kamar-Taj should be protected with Magic, so the Dragon Ball shouldn't fall there… probably…
”It's useless to think about this now; I'll just have to wait until the Dragon Balls' energy is replenished…”
All of a sudden Saint had an ominous hunch. He went downstairs to the restaurant, and found that all the tables were cleaned up, and that all the dishes were cleaned and stacked neatly in their proper places. Both doors of the place were properly locked.
As for Lorna, she had already disappeared! She must have returned to her ”residence”. Like Colleen said, that should be some abandoned building…
”Yawn!” Saint went back upstairs all sleepy. He had been busy all day, and it was time for him to rest.
Early the next morning,, he woke up on time, and went out to buy a batch of new ingredients, put it into the refrigerator of the restaurant and then went to his quiet room on the second floor, continuing his practice until 11 am. With the sound of the alarm clock, he left the room and opened the Restaurant downstairs.
He still had some time until launch, but just as he turned around after opening the door, he heard those chimes again as someone entered.
Saint still had a lot of preparation to do. He turned around saying: ”Sorry, we're not surving until launch time!”
”Hey… I'm not here to eat!”
The one walking through the door was a fifteen-year-old skinny boy. He looked at Saint, who was just two years older than him, and asked a little hesitantly: ”Excuse me, are you the owner of this restaurant?”
Saint nodded, answering reluctantly: ”Yes, what is it that you want?”
”Hello! My name is Peter Parker and I want to apply for a job as an ȧssistant!”
”…”
Saint suspected that something was wrong with his ears. After a long awkward silence, he asked again: ”What's your name again?”
”Peter Parker, sir.”
”…”