Thor's Confusion

"Hey, hello there."

Standing before Thor and his well-fed companions were Andrew and Max Dillon, neither of them wearing superhero attire.

"Who are you?" Thor tilted his head. He was already impatiently waiting for the second drinking feast.

Bar, take me away!

"You're the ones who paid our bill just now, right?" Daisy Louise looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"That's right. We have something we'd like to discuss with Thor."

Thor!

Hearing his title, Thor's eyes lit up, a sly glint flashing through them.

"Sure, it's possible." His eyes plainly conveyed that there was no way he would go with them without some benefit.

"Alcohol. We've prepared alcohol."

"Excellent. Then let's go." With that, Thor moved to leave with them.

Daisy Louise hurriedly stopped him, and Thor looked at her in confusion.

"Aren't you afraid of them? Aren't you afraid of danger?"

Danger?

Thor snickered inwardly. What was danger?

As the foremost warrior to conquer the Nine Realms.

The son of...

He feared nothing.

"Not afraid."

He waved his hand without hesitation.

Jane also wanted to stop him, but seeing how determined Thor was...

Daisy Louise whispered to Jane, "Their build is probably why Thor dares to go with them, right?"

Jane looked at Thor's physique, his muscles.

Then she sized up the two men opposite them.

Fine.

As for why they called Thor the God of Thunder, both women subconsciously ignored it.

Thor followed them straight to the car.

When they arrived at a bar, Thor looked around in confusion.

"Why is no one here today?" Thor had been to this bar before. It usually had quite a lot of customers, yet there was not a soul here today.

But Thor did not care. He sat boldly down on the sofa and shouted, "Bring me alcohol!"

Andrew and Max Dillon exchanged glances. Both could read the same thought in the other's eyes.

"This guy really doesn't treat himself like an outsider."

Andrew waved his hand, signaling someone to bring over the drinks.

"Excellent!"

Thor drank in huge gulps, downing glass after glass of chilled beer.

Max Dillon drank with him, while Andrew had cola and iced fruit slush.

The two did not speak, and Thor was in no hurry either. He was not afraid they would try anything or attack him. With their builds, he could knock them down in one move.

"You are Thor of Asgard, so as fellow inhabitants of Earth, we wanted to buy you a drink and make friends." After taking a sip of cola, Andrew's glass floated directly onto the glass table as he spoke slowly.

Seeing Andrew's move, Thor became interested. The man's ability was somewhat like a mage's.

Making friends, huh? And since the other party had some ability, becoming his friend was acceptable.

If he had merely been an ordinary person, then forget it.

He was a god. Even if he was a good god, that did not mean some insignificant Midgardian could become his friend.

"Are you a mage?"

"No. This is a superpower. Telekinesis."

Andrew waved his right hand, and all the nearby objects floated up. Even Thor rose into the air.

"That's so cool, brother. I'm definitely becoming your friend."

After sitting back down, Thor looked at Max Dillon.

Electricity crackled over Max Dillon's body.

"Lightning!"

Thor watched the scene with great excitement.

Andrew and the others exchanged looks. Something was wrong.

Shouldn't Thor have looked down on it and said that his lightning was far stronger? Why was he so excited instead?

Thor hurriedly stood up, rushed to Max Dillon, and grabbed both his hands.

"Quick, quick, quick."

Quick what?

The two of them were completely baffled.

"Electrocute me! Hurry up." Thor bounced anxiously in place.

"Hurry up. It's fine, just shock me."

Thor gestured with both hands for Max Dillon to attack him with lightning.

"Then I'm doing it?" Max Dillon hesitated, looking doubtful as he half-reluctantly agreed.

"Quick! I can't wait any longer." Thor gritted his teeth.

Andrew looked from Max Dillon to Thor.

Did gods all know how to have this much fun?

Though this god currently had no Divine Power.

"Here I go!"

Electric energy burst from Max Dillon's entire body, and he instantly entered his Electro form.

He fired a blast of electricity.

Bang!

Thor was sent flying.

Max Dillon did not dare use too much force, so he adjusted the output to a level that would send someone flying without injuring them. Still, the impact was real.

Thor was blasted onto the floor, his body tingling with numbness.

Lying on the ground, he said, "Oh, I'm fine. Come over here and give me some more electricity."

Feeling traces of electrical energy within his body, Thor was instantly overjoyed. But after being blasted away, his body was numb, so it did not show much on his face.

Max Dillon came over, crouched in front of him, and gathered electric energy at his fingertips. "Then I'm going to do it. Should we try it step by step first?"

"Whatever." Thor did not care. He was Thor; he was not afraid.

Bzzz—

"More power, more power!"

Thor felt a little numb, but it was not enough. He could only shout even louder.

"You said it."

Max Dillon then increased the output of his electric energy and sent it directly into Thor's body.

Bzzzzzz—

"Ahhhhh!"

"That's it! I can feel the thunder calling me!"

"Oh yeah!"

"It's coming back."

A blue glow gradually appeared in Thor's eyes. His whole body tingled from the electricity as he suddenly thrust his right hand upward.

He shouted.

"Mjolnir, come!"

In an instant.

A thunderous roar rang out, and the corners of Thor's mouth could not help curling upward.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Thud!

A blackened man with his hair standing on end lay on the ground, foam spilling from his mouth.

"Uh, he seems to have passed out."

Andrew floated over and nudged him with his foot.

Max Dillon did not know what to say. He turned his head away speechlessly. Honestly, he had no idea what to say.

Nathan Hawke entered from outside and glanced at Thor lying on the floor.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He strode over and said to the two of them, "My medical team is on the way."

"So late?" Andrew nearly blurted out, then carefully glanced at Nathan Hawke.

Max Dillon looked at Nathan Hawke, seeming to understand his intentions.

"It's fine. Thor's body is quite tough. He should wake up by tomorrow morning."

With a faint smile, Nathan Hawke watched Thor being carried away on a stretcher, feeling rather pleased.

This gave him the advantage over S.H.I.E.L.D.

Thor's Superhero Project was also part of Nathan Hawke's plans.

This was a good thing. How could the famous Thor not have a resounding reputation?

Especially in the twenty-first century.

Entertainment, entertainment, entertainment—nothing but entertainment.

For lasting influence, Nathan Hawke had nearly thought himself bald.

Nathan Hawke could not help laughing at his own shamelessness.

Early the next morning, sunlight shone onto Thor. He raised an arm to block it and slowly opened his eyes.

Then he heard the sound of someone peeling an apple beside him.

"You're awake?"

Thor looked over.

A man.

A man who was not as handsome as him.

A man who was not as handsome as him was peeling an apple.

He placed the peeled apple into a bowl.

"Would you like a cup of hot water first?"

Seeing that Thor did not answer, Nathan Hawke continued asking.

"I want beer. Hot, spicy beer."

"Eat an apple first."

Taking the apple, Thor bit off half of it in one huge mouthful.

"I thought I would regain my Divine Power, but it still didn't work."

Thor's gaze dimmed. He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, suddenly, a book appeared in his field of vision.

"You may need to see what kind of person you are in the book."

"You were actually only one step away."

"But what that missing step is, you need to figure it out yourself."

Nathan Hawke handed him an Andersen-style fairy tale version of Thor's story.

"If you finish that one, there's another book here."

Nathan Hawke pointed at another book on the table, but did not tell him what it was.

"I want beer."

Thor raised his head to look at Nathan Hawke and said it again.

"Fine."

Nathan Hawke smiled faintly.

"But you'll have to wait a while. I don't want to fob you off with ordinary alcohol."

Nathan Hawke left the room and closed the door.

Thinking about what Nathan Hawke had just said, Thor could not help snickering.

He was just an ordinary person now, not the son of the foremost conqueror of the Nine Realms, nor Thor, the invincible war god of Asgard.

"Ah..."

He sighed.

Looking at the cover of the storybook, at himself raising Mjolnir with great majesty, he absentmindedly opened it and began reading beneath the sunlight.

Nathan Hawke made his way to another room.

He looked at the blood inside the storage tube.

An elite Umbrella Corporation squad stood on guard beside the storage tube in the vacuum freezer.

"When will Wesker arrive?"

"Sir, about one hour."

"Fine. I'll stay here for a while."

The others looked at Nathan Hawke and nodded.

Thor's blood was of utmost importance. They hoped to discover something different in Thor's blood and thereby reverse-engineer the virus more effectively.

As for whether Odin would find out, Nathan Hawke did not care.

Suddenly, the sounds of fighting came from outside.

"Thor! Thor! We're here to save you!"

The Umbrella Corporation elite squad inside the room instantly loaded their weapons.

The squad captain quickly stepped in front of Nathan Hawke.

"Boss."

"No need. I know who's here."

Nathan Hawke shook his head and gestured for them to stay quiet.

He pushed the door open and walked out.

"Who are you? You can't barge in here."

Bang!

A figure was sent flying backward, landing right beside Nathan Hawke.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Boss." The guard clutched his chest in pain.

"You! Yes, you! Where is Thor?"

Nathan Hawke took one look and saw that it was the Warriors Three, along with Sif.

"I heard there was an enemy attack?" Andrew appeared beside Nathan Hawke.

Bzzzt—

The electric man appeared directly in front of the Warriors Three.

"Are you here to cause trouble, or did you come in peace?"

The Warriors Three looked utterly confused.

Sif's expression darkened, but she still said, "During our journey to the lower realm, we met a woman. She said he might be here."

Andrew suddenly spoke up. "I told Thor's girlfriend that he was here."

"Girlfriend?!" Sif's eyes widened.

"Tell us, where is Thor?"

Nathan Hawke stared at Andrew, who looked a little guilty.

"Ha, wasn't it because I was afraid they'd worry?"

Nathan Hawke understood. This guy had definitely gone looking for Daisy Louise last night.

"Take them to see Thor, but let them look from outside. Don't disturb him."

Nathan Hawke gave the two men the order.

"Okay, Captain." Andrew immediately agreed, then said to the four people across from him, "Follow me, but don't disturb Thor."

The Warriors Three still looked confused. Only Sif's face had turned livid.

The word "girlfriend" kept circling through her mind.

"Thor!"