Chapter 312
After saying that, he flew down dejectedly.
"Bite!"
The elevator doors slowly opened, Tony Stark, dressed in a suit and tie, stepped out of the elevator carrying a briefcase, giving a wry look to Su Quan and the other two who had already come down from the Small Garden.
There aren't many people who can humiliate him, and even fewer who can humiliate him repeatedly.
Su Quan definitely counts!
And...
Can someone tell me why my company's president is here?
It's not time to leave work yet, is it? My company president treats this place like his home, but I'm being shut out and have to obediently take the elevator. This feeling is absolutely awful!
"You know what, I kind of regret meeting you," Tony Stark said to Su Quan, sounding rather annoyed.
Su Quan disagreed, saying that Tony Stark was just being arrogant and conceited, "Don't talk nonsense! If you didn't know me, you would be dead already."
"..."
Tony Stark might think I'm not that easy to kill, but in fact, excluding the kidnapping incident, in the battle against Obadiah's Iron Monger, he might not have won without Su Quan's suits!
"You are not my savior!"
Su Quan looked at him with a half-smile, "I can be!"
Tony Stark scoffed, "If you were a beauty, I might consider letting you be my savior for a few days to rescue me from this boring life. By the way, I'm going to Monaco for a racing opening ceremony, do you want to come? I can waive your invitation, after all, I'm Tony Stark!"
Su Quan shook his head. "No interest! I don't have Family Man to help me. What's so fun about ordinary racing? See this beautiful lady? She's the leading lady at my TV station. You can have her interview, and then I'll take you to find some excitement."
Tony Stark glanced at Christine Everhart, vaguely recognizing her.
"Getting an exclusive interview with me won't be so easy. You'll have to tell me first what kind of excitement you're looking for."
"How exciting is it to take you to meet Thor?"
"Thor? The one from Norse Mythology? Hah, do you think I'd believe that?"
Tony Stark is a staunch idealist.
Myth?
His only belief is in science!
"Whether you believe it or not, he's there! If you don't see him this time, you will in the future!"
"But the spectacle of a god being banished to the mortal realm only happens once! Don't say I didn't warn you, this kind of dark history is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
What does Monaco have?
It's nothing more than Whiplash someone to avenge their father. Even if you don't go this time, he'll come looking for you later!
But things are different in New Mexico, where you'll find not only Thor, who has become mortal, but also the Three Warriors of Asgard and Sif, the goddess of the earth and harvest.
Most importantly, there's the Destroyer Armor of Asgard, and Loki, who pilots it.
Loki, oh Loki, the gears of fate have already begun to turn!
P. S.: The previous chapter is pending review and requires manual review. It will probably be tomorrow. Too many keywords and it's immediately pending review. The worst part is there's no prompt, so I have no idea what to change.
New Mexico, also known as the Cactus State, the Charming State, and the Sunshine State, boasts unique scenery, including deserts, red rock cliffs, and of course, cacti that can be seen everywhere.
The typical desert climate makes this place warm and dry, with plenty of sunshine and low humidity, which also contributes to the renowned wines produced here.
Bridgewell, a desert city with just over two thousand inhabitants, is where a stealthy Quinjet slowly lands on the edge of the city.
"I shouldn't have believed your nonsense." Tony Stark regretted it as soon as he got off the plane.
Racing cars, beautiful women, champagne—aren't these appealing?
Why did I come to this godforsaken place?
Besides, you have a beautiful woman by your side, but what about me? Where is my beautiful woman? Where is my companion...?
"Sir, shall we go back?" Happy asked straightforwardly, carrying his suitcase.
Su Quan smiled and said to Tony Stark, whose face was dark, "It's not the mountain's height that matters, but the immortals who dwell there! We're here to see Thor, not for a vacation."
Tony Stark glanced at Christine Everhart beside Su Quan.
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Bridgewell is small in size and has a small population, but its infrastructure is complete, making it a small but perfectly formed town.
In front of an unmarked studio, Tony Stark looked at Su Quan with a suspicious expression.
"Hey, you're not going to tell me that Thor is here, are you?"
"Yes."
Tony Stark turned to Happy and said, "Remember to remind me never to believe his ghosts again..."
Before he could even utter a word, he was interrupted by Su Quan's clear and resonant shout.
"Son of Odin, God of Thunder, Prince of Asgard — Thor Odinson, come out and see me!"
"Bang!"
The door was pushed open forcefully, and a blond man with long hair, wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, strode out.
At the same time, two girls, one big and one small, and an old man ran out as well.
"Someone actually came out... Is this big Thor? Apart from his nice hair, there's nothing special about him."
Tony Stark was secretly surprised.
Not only him, but Happy and Christine Everhart, as well as Dr. Erik Selvig, Jane Foster, and Daisy Lewis behind Thor, were also very surprised.
Is this 'picked-up' madman really Thor from Norse Mythology? And he's not just talking nonsense?!
"You know me?" Thor stared at Su Quan, then suddenly grinned excitedly. "Great! Finally, someone recognizes me! Buddy, I need your help!"
"Is this guy really Thor? He doesn't look like it," Tony Stark muttered, then called out to him, "Hey, big guy, how are you going to prove you're Thor?"
"I am Thor Odinson, Son of Odin, God of Thunder, Prince of Asgard!"
"No one in the Nine Realms dares to impersonate me, nor can anyone impersonate me, because my Mjolnir is unique!"
Thor said confidently and proudly.
Tony Stark looked at Su Quan: "What is Mjolnir?"
"Thor's Hammer".
Tony Stark said "Oh," and asked Thor, "Where's your hammer?"
Thor's expression darkened, and he shook his head, saying, "I... I don't know where it is either."
"So you don't have a hammer now? Well, we're back to square one. Without a hammer, how do you prove you're Thor?" Tony Stark asked, shrugging.
"I will find it! Once I find it, I can prove my identity and return to Asgard!" Thor said earnestly.
Then, he looked at Su Quan.
"Buddy, help me find Mjolnir, and you'll gain my friendship for it."
Thor's friendship is a good thing for most people in the Nine Realms, and his matter-of-fact attitude is also a matter of course for the people of the Nine Realms, after all, he is the Prince of Asgard.
But that didn't work on Su Quan, since he had Thor under his command, and more than one.
Su Quan curled his lip. "Don't even mention that you're just Prince of Asgard now, and you've lost your power. Even if you were the king of Asgard, your friendship would be worthless to me."
"How dare you insult me, insult Asgard!" Thor roared like an enraged lion and charged forward, throwing a punch.
"Careful!"
Su Quan smiled as he thought of Jane Foster reminding him, and casually extended a finger to catch Thor's fist.
"This... this is impossible?!"
"Little cutie, you have no idea what 'possible' means!"
Su Quan smiled slightly, bent his fingers and flicked them lightly.
"Call out--"
Just like Hulk flew out not long ago, Thor is flying out in the same way now!
"Bang!"
Thor fell heavily to the ground, scraping his way into the lab before crashing into the desk.
"Wow—" Daisy Lewis's exclamation snapped everyone out of their daze.
Dr. Erik Selvig and Jane Foster instinctively turned to check on Thor, only to find Thor floating out of the room looking disheveled and exhausted.
That's right, it's floating!
His feet left the ground, as if enveloped by an unseen, mysterious force, and floated all the way to Su Quan's front.
Su Quan pressed his finger down gently, and Thor felt an overwhelming force surge towards him, causing him to involuntarily kneel down with a thud.
"Even your father, the King of Asgard, All-Father Odin, wouldn't dare to easily attack me. Do you know why?"