Requiem Gamora

"It's nice to see you again, Mr. Thor."

On the plane, Coulson, dressed in a black uniform, reached out to the tall man next to him. The man was wearing a white Galactic Plumbers 'Plumber Uniform, with a resolute face, but he seemed to be a little overweight.

This person was none other than Thor.

Not long ago, Thor saw Tony's live stream and decided to pull himself together. So he quit his job as a security guard at Primus, which was basically just for show, and threw himself into the construction of the Galactic Plumbers.

Actually, he was quite anxious because he had been somewhat depressed for a long time. When he had nothing to do, he would stay at home drinking beer or sleeping with Jane Foster, and his belly had gotten quite big. He was afraid that the Galactic Plumbers would screen him out.

Fortunately, he was lucky. Norman saw his potential and status and let him pass the initial test. In the following period, Thor worked hard to train himself and finally lost weight, although his cheeks were still a bit rounder than before.

As for Coulson, his story is even more legendary.

As a veteran agent who has survived three eras without being dismissed, Coulson holds a high rank within the Earth branch. Like Agent Hill, he is now Norman's right-hand man. In particular, the two of them, one handling internal affairs and the other external affairs, make Norman feel very at ease.

Coulson was the one who was always out in the field.

"I remember you," Thor, recalling Coulson as well. "You didn't have much hair, and you used to work for a bald guy."

You're such a good conversationalist, buddy?

Coulson awkwardly touched his head; with so many major events in the past two years, his hair had indeed become even more unkempt.

I wonder when the hair-growth potion that Ben Parker mentioned before will be invented.

This agent, who often played the good guy, harbored a tiny bit of hope, but as for the Buzzshock boss Thor mentioned, he had completely forgotten about him.

Although he had worked with Eggman for many years, Coulson never forgot that he was a secret agent.

Having evolved from S.H.I.E.L.D.. to the Galactic Plumbers, he knew that what he was doing was actually similar to what he had done before, only now the danger and importance had increased far.

Nick Fury has long since disappeared, but he has witnessed everything the Galactic Plumbers has done for Earth.

I am not serving any particular person, but working to protect the Earth.

This is what Coulson is thinking now.

However, he did feel somewhat regretful.

That happened a long time ago.

"Yes..."

Thor nodded. The two of them weren't familiar with each other before, but now they shared a similar mindset.

Coulson wasn't the type to be easily swayed by emotions; he quickly composed himself and presented some documents to Thor and the others.

"This is the specific content of our operation."

"Not long ago, Security Officer Parker discovered a strange fluctuation in data on Earth. Eunice, the super AI of the Galactic Plumbers, calculated the location of the energy fluctuation based on the abnormal data. The location has been confirmed: it's in London."

He briefly explained the mission. At this moment, several other people in the team gathered around. These people were actually Coulson's own team, people he had worked with since S.H.I.E.L.D.. was still in existence.

For example, the original S.H.I.E.L.D.. agents Melinda May and Jemma Simmons.

Thor, on the contrary, seems more like an outsider who suddenly intruded.

These people all had considerable work experience. Hearing Coulson talk about the mission, May, who was piloting the plane to London, turned her head and asked, "Has the cause of the abnormal fluctuations been identified?"

Coulson shook his head. "It's not confirmed yet, but our people have sealed off the area. There's a strange spatial distortion in that area. Our mission is to enter that space, go to the source of the chaos, and contain it."

As he spoke, he took out a special, the Cube -shaped blue glass container.

"It looks a bit like Cosmic Cube," Jemma remarked after taking a look.

"I heard it was brought over from headquarters, and it was made in the shape of the Cube..." Coulson said calmly.

No one was surprised, since everyone knew that the Cosmic Cube had long since become the property of the Galactic Plumbers.

Looking at the glowing the Cube in Coulson's hand, the others all had some guesses on their faces.

This thing is needed for containment; could it be another Primal Stone?

Everyone thought that, but no one was foolish enough to ask it out loud.

This is not a secret that people of their rank should know. Since their mission is to conduct containment, they should just do it. Asking questions won't do them any good.

Let me handle it then.

Thor volunteered, "I know more about these things."

Coulson did not refuse, but instead placed the Cube directly in Thor's hands.

Even though he lost his divine power, his knowledge did not disappear. Whether it was using the energy of the Cube or understanding the dangers of the gems, Thor knew better than anyone else.

In fact, it was precisely because of Thor's special status that he was qualified to participate in this mission. Otherwise, with his Plumbers skills, he should be taking classes on the Space Station now, learning how to become an excellent Plumbers.

Thor was extremely averse to those courses, even to the point of loathing them.

Come on, even if I'm Plumbers, do I really need to teach a course on plumbing and electrical work?

And what about advanced mathematics and such? Do I really need to learn them?

The Galactic Plumbers ' planes are very fast. Although they are not equipped with the engines of the Tetramand, Ben also brought over the technology from the original Messenger from Sakaar.

Before long, they crossed the Atlantic Ocean and arrived at their destination.

The England, seeing that it was Galactic Plumbers plane, dared not intercept it, nor did they have the authority or ability to do so. Coulson soon experienced a more convenient way of conducting investigations than he had done at S.H.I.E.L.D..

He no longer needed to forge any FBI documents, or even show any identification at all, and directly took over all the tasks.

Thor carried several heavy instruments toward the sealed-off location, where the original supervisor explained the situation to Coulson in detail.

"The first to notice something was wrong were a group of children playing in the abandoned factory. One of them almost got lost; the space inside was a mess, and sometimes the gravity would malfunction..."

Coulson listened and nodded.

He already knew all of this before he came; Eunice's intelligence-gathering ability was the best in the world, but he didn't need to interrupt her good intentions.

This is it.

The person in charge waved to the guards outside the factory and then opened the factory gate.

Even before the instruments were powered on, they had already sensed something was wrong—a truck weighing tens of tons was floating in the air like driftwood, slowly tumbling over.

"Looks like we won't need the equipment."

Thor put the large iron weight on his shoulder down on the ground and strode toward the truck.

He was quite carefree, but Coulson was much more cautious and quickly pulled him back, saying, "It's not certain if there's any danger."

"Aside from the possibility of getting lost, there shouldn't be any other dangers," said the person who brought them here. "The children who were initially found here are not acting strangely; it's just that the space around them has been disrupted."

After saying that, he gave a demonstration, took a flashlight from his waist and threw it in that direction. The flashlight drew an arc in the air and disappeared before it even hit the ground.

"This is..." Jemma was about to speak when the flashlight suddenly flew out from the completely opposite direction and fell towards the ceiling, but it kept disappearing and reappearing until it finally disappeared completely.

"It seems we'd better do some preparation before we go in." Coulson already had an idea in mind.

The Galactic Plumbers possesses a wealth of equipment; even Thor's uniform alone incorporates a great deal of technology.

He turned on his computer, set up a makeshift desk, and then glanced at Mei.

May had worked with him the longest and knew exactly what Coulson's next move would be. She immediately operated the instrument on her wrist, and several small flight instruments split off from her uniform and flew into the wheel-changing space.

These instruments are equipped with cameras and Positioning Device, which can help them determine the situation inside.

Several people stared at the screen for a while, but Thor stood at the edge of the chaotic space, frowning as if sensing something.

"The signal is intermittent and unstable," Jemma said, frowning.

"I'm afraid there's more than one chaotic space; it's very likely that the connection on the other side is extremely far away," Coulson pondered.

The detection range of flying insects is very wide, and even if the signal is disrupted by spatial disturbances, the Positioning Device will not have any problems. However, the red dot on the computer screen appears and disappears intermittently, which is too strange.

"I'm afraid some of these distorted dimensions no longer exist on Earth."

He said it conservatively.

But in reality, it's possible that it even extends beyond the Solar System.

Where's the picture?

"No." Mei shook her head; her screen remained static the entire time.

"Then we'll just have to go in and see for ourselves." Coulson felt it was a bit tricky, but they were here for containment purposes, so going in was inevitable no matter what, only that they couldn't be sure if there would be any danger.

He looked up and saw Thor standing beside him, deep in thought, so he went over and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Coulson didn't have much hope.

He'd known Thor for quite a while, and his impression of the guy had always been that he was a big, dim-witted idiot. With so many troubles Earth had faced, Thor had never been reliable.

But to his surprise, Thor actually nodded this time.

"It's somewhat like the power of Black Magic."

"Black Magic?"

Coulson was taken aback, and his expression also turned serious.

"Is it difficult? If so, I'm afraid we'll have to ask the Secret Service for help."

He worried it might be some profound magic, something beyond their capabilities, and besides, Black Magic... it sounded very evil.

"It looks somewhat familiar."

Thor tried to recall, but without his divine powers, he didn't realize that the fluctuation was actually left behind by the Bifrost, only amplified by the energy of the Aether Particle.

"I shouldn't need to ask for help; Parker's Security Officer gave me this before."

Thor shook his head, took off the Galactic Plumbers Badge from his chest, revealing the magical runes on the back.

Coulson nodded. He didn't know what it was. Not many people in the Earth branch had obtained the Alpha Rune yet, but he knew that Thor's identity was extraordinary. Although his rank wasn't high, he definitely received special treatment.

"Then let's go in and find out for ourselves!" he said decisively.

"May, Jemma, you stay here, Thor and I will go in," he said, taking off his suit and changing into Plumbers's uniform. Then he handed them a metal rope that extended from the back of his waist.

The same applies to Thor.

"If anything unexpected happens, please bring us back."

"Don't worry." The two female Plumbers nodded, and Thor and Coulson checked the equipment one by one.

"Energy Gun, biotoxin disks, analytical devices, Sonic Device... we're fully equipped. I feel like we're really going to work as Plumbers in the sewers," Coulson said.

"I don't think I have all the tools; I don't have a hammer," Thor said, shaking his head.

"That's true, it's not reasonable for Plumbers not to have a hammer. Next time, we can ask the equipment department to get you one."

"Fine, I still prefer Mjolnir." Thor acted as if he would only ever love one person in his life.

Let's go.

The two walked into the chaotic space without looking back.

Immediately afterwards, the factory, which had been so close to the end, suddenly seemed to expand Infinity, with identical roads in all directions. If it weren't for the ropes, they would probably have lost their way back in an instant.

What's the next step?

Thor glanced back.

"Just head towards the extreme direction of the energy index." Coulson cautiously took a step.

The next second, he appeared thirty meters to Thor's right.

"Hurry up, if we get separated here, we won't be able to find our way."

Thor knew he had better not fall too far behind. In this space, what the eye sees isn't necessarily the truth. For example, right now, if he really turned around and went to the right to find Coulson, he didn't know where he would end up.

The two wandered around, sometimes appearing here, sometimes elsewhere, sometimes hundreds of meters apart but actually only half a step away, sometimes seemingly just a step away but untouchable.

After walking for a while, Coulson took a step forward, and the scenery before him instantly changed dramatically.

The dimly lit factory vanished, replaced by a sinister and terrifying ruin. In the darkness, red energy flowed like the blood of the ruin.

At the same time, the instruments in his hands also stopped working due to this incredibly powerful energy.

"Here it is?"

Thor plunged in.

"Looks like this is it. Those red things must be our target," Coulson said.

Just as the two were about to act, a dark figure suddenly attacked from the opposite direction. The figure was slender and wrapped in a black robe, making her look like a woman, but she was wielding a giant sword that was much larger than her.

Thump!

The giant sword slammed into the ground, instantly splitting the earth in two.

"Who are you?" Thor and Coulson dodged in time and were not injured, but this person who suddenly appeared made them very wary.

The dark figure didn't answer their questions. Instead, after its attack failed, it clutched its head with one hand and roared in pain.

"Shut up! I wasn't going to hold back—shut up!"