After Lin Hai and the others left, Eric stood at the doorway, watching the four of them gradually disappear into the distance. Then he turned around and clapped his hands.
"All right, no matter what, life has to go on. Let's clean up."
There was not much left in the workshop. The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. had taken away every instrument and piece of data they could carry. All that remained were things unrelated to astronomical research: two cabinets, several tables and chairs, and some scattered odds and ends.
Eric found several old wooden boards and supports in a corner. They had previously been used to build a temporary lab bench. After measuring them with his eyes, he planned to put together a simple bed on the first floor for Thor to stay in temporarily.
Thor was not someone who liked living off others, nor could he simply stand by and watch a middle-aged man do such manual labor. He walked over, lifted the stack of boards with one hand, and said to Eric, "I should handle this kind of work."
Before Eric could react, Thor had already turned and carried the boards away.
Although Thor wanted to do what he could, he quickly realized that it was not so easy.
When he possessed divine power, forget cabinets, tables, and bedboards—even a massive tree several meters in diameter could be lifted with ease. It was as effortless as an ordinary person lifting a branch.
But now that he had lost his divine power, while his physical condition was still stronger than that of most people on Earth, his limited strength and stamina no longer allowed him to squander them freely.
So after Thor moved all the cabinets and tables from the workshop's first floor and slowly assembled his bed, he felt