Arctic
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s excavation team.
Nick Fury stood out starkly in this world of ice and snow.
He had led the team in wandering aimlessly through the Arctic for a month now.
If he had not believed that Qin Yi would never deceive him about something like this,
he would never have come personally to lead the team.
As Nick Fury directed the excavation crew,
he listened to Coulson's report over the phone.
"Sir, this hammer is rather unusual. How should I put it? It seems like something out of Norse mythology.
It simply cannot be moved. I tried towing it with several vehicles, but it still would not budge."
Just as Nick Fury was about to give Coulson a few instructions,
the S.H.I.E.L.D. employees on the excavation team shouted excitedly at him.
"Sir, we found it! We found it!"
Nick Fury immediately hung up upon hearing that.
Far away in New Mexico, Coulson stared at the Ikong phone in his hand, utterly confused.
What had they found that made Fury so excited?
Coulson looked up at the sky as rain began to fall.
He hurriedly directed the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel to keep watch,
to prevent anyone from stealing the hammer.
Coulson actually hoped someone would steal it.
At the very least, that would prove the hammer could be lifted.
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.'s temporary base,
Coulson stared intently at the surveillance monitors.
Beside him, Hawkeye was speaking on the phone with Natasha, who was in Morocco.
Faced with Natasha's complaints about her new boss,
Hawkeye smiled helplessly.
Little Nat had changed.
Morocco.
F1 circuit.
The packed grandstands rang with endless cheers.
Especially after Iron Man Tony, the event's sponsor, joined the race himself,
the atmosphere instantly erupted.
Dressed in a racing suit, Tony shouted toward Qin Yi and the others in the stands.