Thor's Adventure (Part 3)

Daredevil Matt received Peter and Thor at his cabin. Thor asked Peter in surprise, "Is he blind?"

"Yes, Matt can't see it, but it doesn't really matter."

"But you're telling me he's a hero who fights crime. How does that fight crime?"

"Who says a blind man can't fight criminals?" Matt smacked Thor with his cane so fast that Thor didn't even have time to dodge.

Thor was genuinely surprised. He said, "You can see where I am? And so fast?"

Peter retorted to Thor, "Don't you have any disabled people in Asgard?"

"Of course not. We are gods, protected by the World Tree. We are born warriors, but..." Thor thought for a moment and said, "If we have to say, anyone under 300 years old is considered a child and needs to be taken care of."

"The rest of the people are all soldiers?" Peter asked in surprise. "Besides children, everyone's a soldier? That's too exaggerated!"

Thor waved his hand and said proudly, "Asgard is the most warlike race in the entire universe, which is why we are able to protect the Nine Realms. However, it's not that exaggerated. We also have some auxiliary troops, such as blacksmiths and stonemasons. Of course, we also have some mages. Their physique is not as good as that of warriors, so they usually stay in the rear. But they are still much stronger than Earthlings."

"But that makes sense." Thor suddenly changed his perspective and said, "If Earthlings were as strong as Asgardian, who in the entire universe could defeat you? With your population and reproduction rate, if everyone had the strength of Asgardian Warriors, you would have dominated the entire universe long ago."

Then, stroking his chin thoughtfully, he said, "My father once told me that the short lifespan of humans is both a disadvantage and an advantage, while the Asgardian, because of their long lifespan, seem to have some problems, but I didn't understand..."

Just then, Matt came over, carrying three cups of coffee. The three of them sat down around the table in Matt's hut. Matt took out a map and spread it on the table. After taking a sip of coffee, he said, "A few days ago, Elektra told me that the Hand making some unusual moves, and this time it seems to be a big one. I happen to need some help."

"No problem, I can help, but it has to be finished before the end of the month. I still have to go on a trip to Hollywood with Gwen."

Matt and Thor both looked at Peter, Peter glared at them and said, "What? This is our first trip together, I've been looking forward to it for so long!"

Thor shook his head and said, "If you were my subordinate, I'd make you run three laps around Asgard right now to sober up."

Matt tapped the table and said, "Before we the Hand, we need to figure out exactly what they're up to."

"What else can they do? Didn't you say before that all their strategic arrangements were aimed at finding that dragon bone?"

"But something's strange. According to the information Elektra and I have gathered, the Hand seems to have fallen out with Kingpin recently, but the exact reason is still unclear. I plan to start from this point, investigate the Hand's ultimate goal, and stop their evil plan."

"Okay, so what should we do first?"

"Do you know that Bullseye has been released?"

"What?! He's only been in there for a short time?!" Peter said, quite surprised. "Last time he was...!"

"If Bullseye Kingpin willing to spend money to get Bullseye out, it's not surprising. What's strange is why Kingpin would get him out at this time. Is Kingpin really going to war with the Hand?"

"What are you talking about?" Thor asked, utterly confused. "And why am I involved? What does this have to do with me?"

"Is there anything else you can do?" Peter said to Matt. "He's a helper, at least I'm sure he's not Kingpin's spy."

"Hey, did you get my permission? I didn't plan to participate..."

"Okay, it may seem a bit silly, but it's better than nothing."

"How could you ignore this..."

Two hours later, Peter and Thor squatted at the entrance of a bar, craning their necks to look inside. Peter turned to Thor and said, "You go in first and make some noise, I'll block them from behind."

Thor scoffed and said, "You dare say that Asgard's bravest warrior is useless? You're just causing trouble in a tavern? I know all about that!"

As he spoke, he swaggered into the bar. The security guard at the door glanced at him, raised his hand to stop him, and said, "Who are you? Do you have an invitation?"

"Who am I? You've never seen me before?"

Thor spoke with such confidence that the security guard was stunned.

He looked Thor up and down again. He had to admit that Thor's aura was perfectly suited to Hell's Kitchen. He was tall, with long blond hair and a full beard, exuding a fierce, battle-hardened presence. And with his incredibly surreal accent, the security guard thought he was a Texas Hold'em mob boss. For a moment, he didn't dare to stop him.

He swaggered in, and just as he passed the bar, he bumped into someone. Thor yelled, "Are you blind? Damn it..."

"Hey Texas Hold'em! You hit me first!"

The two got into an argument, which quickly escalated into a fight. Peter led Pikachu around to the back door, knocked out a security guard there, Peter sneaked inside. Peter looked around at the wiring and followed it to the power switch. Pikachu was instantly electrified, and the entire bar went dark.

Peter, relying on his agility and speed, rushed in amidst the chaos, quickly knocked one person unconscious, and dragged him out. After a while, Thor also came out and said, "You're looking for him? He's the one you were talking about... Bullseye?"

"No, he's just one of Bullseye's henchmen."

"Why go through all that trouble? Just charge in and take them all down, won't that solve the problem?"

"That won't do; we can't alert them."

As he spoke, Peter saw Matt's car arrive and said to Thor, "Come on, give him a hand and get him into the car."

"I thought you were a warrior who dared to face a direct confrontation, but I really misjudged you." Thor said as he lifted the man's leg, and the two of them shoved the man into Matt's car.

"Honestly, I think your plan is a bit redundant. Anyway, no matter what that so-called the Hand to do, we just need to wipe them all out, right?"

"So here's the question..." Matt asked Thor, "Where the Hand?"

"This..."

"This isn't Asgard," Peter said to Thor. "You're not a prince now, and neither are we. We don't have intelligence delivered to our desks with a wave of our hand. We have to do everything ourselves."

"In the past, my brother Loki was in charge of these things. I don't know how he managed to get the right information."

"What if his intelligence is wrong one day?"

"He's the God of Trickery; there's nothing he can't investigate."

"The God of Trickery? What if he lies to you?" Peter looked at Thor, Thor choked for a moment, then said, "Why would he lie to me? We're brothers, and what good would it do him to lie to me? If we lose the battle, we'll both get scolded when we get back."

Matt shook his head and said, "I originally thought Peter was childish enough."

"Hey, don't say that. I've been working hard to change, and I think I've made a lot of progress lately. I can handle my target without your help."

"I'm playing these childish games with you, and you still think I'm immature? I'm the Prince of Asgard!"

"I once led countless armies to conquer the universe, and now you want me to fight thugs on a small street in Midgard!"

"Most importantly, I haven't played it yet."

Thor glared at Peter, Peter looked back at him, then reached out and poked him in the face. Thor covered his face and let out a miserable howl.

He leaned close to the car window and looked at his cheek, discovering that he had been punched there, leaving a bruise.

"You damned Earthlings!!!"

But Thor's troubles were far from over. After dark, Peter asked him, "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"How am I supposed to know where I live? The person who brought me out here didn't tell me where we were going either."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll make a call." Peter up the phone and tried to call Steve, but he couldn't get through to Steve, Peter had to call Nick instead.

Thor was very impatient. He said, "Don't let me see that Blacklight Head again. I hate him. Don't treat me like a child. There are plenty of houses here. I can find a place to stay myself. Goodbye!"

"But do you have money? Renting a house on Earth costs money."

"I need some in Asgard too. I found some in a bar. This must be your human currency, right?" Thor said, pulling a few bills from his pocket. Peter glanced at them and said, "This isn't enough to rent a place. I'll lend you some..."

"I don't need to borrow money from a kid like you. I can find a job myself. Don't think I don't know anything. The order in Asgard is much better than here."

After saying that, Thor waved to him and left.

What he said was true. In fact, the social structure of Asgard is very similar to that of Earth. There are taverns, Shop, hotels, and so on, and Asgardian work there. Although Thor is generally a consumer, and the kind of big spender who indulges in extravagance every day, he also knows the process of working, earning money, and finding a house.

However, knowing this isn't enough; surviving on Earth is far more difficult than Thor imagined.

Although Nick helped him get a replacement identity document, which is a driver's license, Thor neither knows how to drive nor take the bus, so he has to walk to find a job.

Unfortunately, he and Peter parted ways in Hell's Kitchen, where there were no decent jobs. He asked at every Shop on the street, and most of the shop owners pointed guns at him and told him to get out before he even entered, clearly mistaking him for a gangster trying to rob them.

Thor finally found a restaurant with a job and was willing to hire him, but Thor had no idea what the modern catering equipment was like and had never done similar work before. After clumsily breaking several plates, the boss kicked him out.

Thus, the dignified prince of Asgard, the future master of the Nine Realms, slept on the main street on his first day of independent life on Earth.

Fortunately, Thor was different from most princes; he wasn't pretentious. After all, during wartime, it was common to be exposed to the elements and go hungry. If the first day didn't work, he would try again the next day.

After several days of setbacks, Thor finally figured out a bit about Hell's Kitchen and, thanks to his strong physique, found a job as a warehouse porter.

The job paid weekly, so Thor quickly received his first paycheck. He was almost moved to tears. The repeated setbacks had not only dealt him a blow to his spirit, but the hardships in his life had also driven him to the brink of collapse. Without his divine powers and without money, he could only go to work on an empty stomach, sleeping on benches every day, and relying on his own righteousness for warmth. If he hadn't been Asgard, he would surely have starved to death by now.

Fortunately, after receiving his first paycheck, Thor was finally able to find a place to live.

He also discovered that Hell's Kitchen was not a good place, and it was difficult for outsiders to fit in. So he went a little further and went to the edge of Hell's Kitchen, where he rented an old apartment as his residence in a cheap apartment building.

On his very first day in the house, Thor discovered that a new neighbor had moved in next door.

He didn't care at first, but on the first night, the new neighbor made quite a commotion, hammering the wall and smashing the floor, keeping Thor up all night.

The same thing happened the next day, with no improvement. On the morning of the third day, Thor had no choice but to visit his new neighbor and ask him what was wrong.

"Hello, I'm your neighbor Thor. You're here tonight..."

The man who opened the door for him looked extremely haggard. Just as Thor was about to continue, he saw the man twitch, then suddenly cover his mouth and run to the pool to vomit violently.

"Uh... are you alright?" Thor poked his head in and asked, looking at him.

The man staggered back, leaning against the doorframe, and said:

"I'm fine... Hello, my name is Eddie, Eddie Brock."

Aha! It's connected!