The Most Miserable God, and the Weakest God

Coulson's subordinates' report was indeed accurate.

On a nearby hillside, Thor was sneakily approaching the meteor crater.

Jane Foster and Dr. Selvig had wanted to help too, but Thor politely declined. After all, the meteor crater had already been sealed off by the government, which Thor considered to be heavily guarded.

He didn't want these two kind Midgardians to take risks with him.

However, Thor had clearly overestimated his own abilities.

When he was the God of Thunder, he preferred direct combat; in simple terms, he was a brute force fighter. Therefore, he had no experience with stealth. Moreover, he had lost his divine powers.

He thought his stealth skills were superb, but what he didn't realize was that...

A surveillance camera in the corner recorded all his actions.

"What should we do now?"

Inside the base, Hawkeye had also noticed Thor sneaking in. He had already removed his compound bow from his back and entered combat readiness. "Should we apprehend him and interrogate him directly?"

"Let's wait a moment."

Coulson clearly had his own ideas. It was likely that Nick Fury had instructed him on something before leaving. He pondered for a moment before saying, "Let him in for now. I want to see if he can actually lift that hammer."

"Understood."

Hearing this, Hawkeye nodded.

Although he was highly skilled, he was still an agent by background and likely understood the implication in Coulson's words.

Fang Mo had indeed said that the person couldn't lift the hammer, but Nick Fury was naturally suspicious. He couldn't completely trust one person, so he probably instructed Coulson to have his own judgment and not to completely follow Fang Mo's word.

Of course, Fang Mo didn't care about these things.

He just wanted to use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s authority to help him unlock modules. There was no need to curry favor or build trust with these people.

Fang Mo couldn't be bothered to do such things; it was meaningless.

In any case, with Coulson's tacit approval, the surrounding agents began to deliberately ease up.

Soon, Thor had infiltrated the base. Seeing the meteor crater ahead, he was very happy, as he would soon regain his divine powers.

As if calling out to Thor, Mjolnir began to emit a powerful electromagnetic field.

Dense storm clouds quickly gathered in the night sky. Accompanied by a thunderclap, a torrential downpour began. Due to the strong electromagnetic field interference, all the electronic equipment inside the base went haywire.

At this moment, Thor forcefully tore off a piece of cloth and entered the meteor crater.

Seeing Mjolnir on the ground, Thor immediately showed a smile of relief. Without thinking further, he walked over to pick up his weapon.

However, the moment he gripped the handle, his smile froze.

His former weapon, for some unknown reason, felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. No matter how hard Thor tried, even with veins bulging, it remained quietly on the ground, unmoving.

It was as if it was rejecting its master.

In an instant, Thor experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

Unwillingness, annoyance, disappointment, anger, pain – all emotions surged into his heart, causing him to cry out to the sky, like a ridiculous madman.

"No!!!"

The raging thunderstorm seemed to turn into a mockery. Raindrops hit the ground, splashing mud everywhere.

Realizing he couldn't retrieve his divine power, Thor seemed to lose all his strength and knelt directly in the mud. He stared blankly, lost in thought, as S.H.I.E.L.D. agents rushed in, apprehended him, and took him to the interrogation room.

Soon, Coulson went in to interrogate Thor.

But the result was not very satisfactory.

After discovering he couldn't lift the hammer, Thor had completely shut down. He didn't answer anything Coulson asked. Simply put, he was disheartened. Perhaps the incident had dealt him a significant blow.

After some thought, Coulson decided to let him calm down first.

If the guy still refused to say anything later, he wouldn't mind using truth serum, as S.H.I.E.L.D. was quite professional in interrogations.

But honestly, Thor's previous performance had greatly disappointed Coulson.

Fang Mo had called him the God of Thunder, yet this guy couldn't fly, couldn't summon lightning, and couldn't even lift the hammer. His combat skills were also a mess; he just relied on his strong physique to randomly punch people.

Even though he had lost his divine power, shouldn't a god at least possess some divine demeanor?

Where was his godly confidence?

Where was his godly wisdom and glory?

Recalling Thor's previous actions, he was less like a god and more like a delusional lunatic, albeit a physically strong one.

Honestly, apart from Fang Mo's words...

There was no evidence to prove that Thor was the God of Thunder from Norse mythology.

Coulson even began to doubt Fang Mo, wondering if his precognitive abilities weren't that accurate. After all, unlike Nick Fury, he hadn't interacted with Fang Mo much and didn't know how many secrets Fang Mo had uncovered about S.H.I.E.L.D., or even about this world.

Just as Coulson was lost in thought, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Sir?"

One of Coulson's subordinates turned to him and said, "This guy's mental state seems to be genuinely problematic. Look, he seems to be talking to himself in the mirror. Should we call a psychologist?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Coulson also looked up in confusion.

Through the one-way glass, he saw that Thor did indeed seem to be talking to someone. He wasn't talking to himself, as his eyes were fixed on the mirror on the wall, his expression sincere, as if he were genuinely communicating with something.

However, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s equipment was very comprehensive, not only monitors but even thermal imaging. The fact was that there was nothing in the room at all.

This made Thor seem very problematic, perhaps he really had a serious illness like delusional disorder.

"Turn on the audio monitor and see what he's actually saying,"

Coulson thought for a moment and commanded.

His subordinate agent nodded, then pressed a button. Soon, Thor's voice came from the speakers: "I'm the one who should apologize. Thank you for coming to see me one last... Wait, Loki, what's wrong with you!?"

As he spoke, Thor's expression suddenly turned blank and helpless, as if he had just seen something. At the same time, a dull thudding sound suddenly rang out.

The next second, a flash of green light.

A thin man suddenly appeared in the interrogation room.