– [You bleed all over your body and die]
– [You become flower fertilizer and are very satisfied with this new form.]
– [You laughed yourself to death]
– [Three years later, you became someone else’s potion material.]
Thor exclaimed, “I can’t have this golden finger!”
After a while, Thor’s eyes lit up, wondering, “Did I just rule out another wrong option?”
Soon after, the diary responded, This golden finger is really not the work of a book!”