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The road conditions were not good, the car was carrying precision instruments, and Coulson deliberately slowed down, so it took almost two hours to drive fifty miles.
Thor is really a big talker. No need to use clichés, he talks about everything. Putting aside the bragging and spanking elements, Coulson has a general understanding of the alien country Asgard.
The more I learned about it, the more frightened I became, and the kinder my eyes looked at Thor.
It's impossible not to be kind. This is the crown prince of a powerful empire. Although he has been expelled, depending on the situation, he is a parent educating his own naughty children. In the future, if Thor has a grudge against the earth, it may be a Star Wars.
Thor looks like the type who will start a fight if they disagree.
Coulson also looked at Jane with a little more respect. He could tell that the man and woman were like bastards looking at mung beans - they had made eye contact. Maybe Asgard's queen was Jane.
Coulson has imagined a hundred episodes of palace drama.
His expression gradually changed.
Arrive at destination--Charming Wonderland.
Thor rushed out of the car first and rushed in. The problem is, there is someone guarding the door, and does Thor know the specific location of Mjolnir? Hurry up!
Okay, I'm really in a hurry.
When the guard saw Thor rushing over, he put his hand on the holster of his gun and was ready to draw his gun and shoot.
Coulson, who then got out of the car, signaled to the guard to let him go and quickly followed, followed closely by Jane.
Only Stark, Mike, and Daisy are unhurried.
Stark See Mike.
Mike said, "Didn't I say that I have no interest in other people's hammers?"
For Daisy, the hammer of Thor is not as good as the stick of Mike.
"Besides, the hammer is right there, and it won't get away on its own." Mike added in his mind, "It is possible for it to fly away."
When Mike arrived at the center of the Hammer Pit, Thor was roaring to the sky, his voice full of Infinity's unwillingness and a bit of sadness. Hearing this, the eyes of Jane, a science girl, were filled with tears of liberal arts.
Sure enough, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Stark approached Coulson and asked, "What's going on? How come you started performing Shakespeare's play?"
Coulson replied in a low voice, "Being expelled and losing his divine power, he can't even pick up his beloved hammer. How miserable!"
He said he was miserable, but his eyes were full of schadenfreude.
From the perspective of Coulson, the Thor who has lost his power is the good Thor, who can obtain information and make friends with the prince in trouble.
Coulson, you have become bad... Stark thought so, and the corners of his mouth turned up in an unreasonable manner.
"Let me try." Stark walked to the hammer, "Thor, do you mind?"
Thor was so sad that he ignored Stark at all.
Stark stepped forward and held the hammer.
Use force.
Try harder.
The hammer didn't move an inch.
"I don't believe this evil!"
As he spoke, Stark's watch squirmed and decomposed, covering his palms and forearms, turning into steel gloves.
Hold the hammer by the handle again.
However, there are no eggs.
Coulson said, "In fact, even large cranes cannot lift the hammer. So... whether you can lift the hammer has nothing to do with strength."
"Is it related to blood?" Stark glanced at Thor and secretly guessed. Considering that Thor was expelled and could not lift the hammer, the answer is unknown.
However, if you don't understand metaphysical matters, just ask Mike.
Stark:"Mike, please answer."
Swish, brush, brush!
All eyes are on Mike, including Thor.
"Look at what I'm doing, I don't know much." Mike said, "As far as I know, the Mjolnir Hammerhead part is forged from materials extracted from stars that are about to decline, and the handle part is the branch of World Tree."
Others see Thor.
Thor nodded and acknowledged Mike's statement. He was very surprised. Although the origin of Mjolnir was not deliberately kept secret, how could a Midgardian know it so clearly.
Mike continued, "Actually, the hammer itself shouldn't be heavy, less than twenty kilograms. There is a powerful magic attached to the hammer, which is why it is impossible to lift the hammer."
Magic?
With Thor, the legendary Thor disobeying here, it seems that magic is not unacceptable.
Thor asked anxiously, "Is there any way to remove the magic?"
Mike glanced sideways. "You have been talking about Son of Odin all day long, and then you think that a Midgardian can easily remove the magic cast by the God King?"
Thor Embarrassing.
Mike said, "If I guessed correctly, the magic the God King applied to the hammer should be some kind of rule."
Thor asked, "What rules?"
Mike said, "It's very simple. If the God King doesn't want you to use Mjolnir again, why bother throwing it with you to Midgard? Wouldn't it be better to put it in Asgard? So, the so-called expulsion is a trial of the qualifications of a king. After passing the trial, the club will... own Thor's Power again. If not, it is not bad to die of old age as a mortal on earth, so as not to return to Asgard and harm other people."
After listening to Mike's words, Thor breathed a sigh of relief, as long as his father didn't completely give up on him. He touched his chin and thought, "It turned out to be a test, what is the test... To find shortcomings in such a perfect heir, this test... is really difficult!"
If Mike and Stark knew what Thor was thinking, they would probably spit out all the coffee they drank.
This is no longer the level of narcissism, right? This is a mental cognitive disorder.
Sick... mentally ill!
Get cured!
"Okay, that's all I know. Thor slowly think about what the others should do, let's disperse."
"Hey, Mike, why don't you try it?"
"Me?" Mike shook his head, "I don't have the qualifications to be a king."
Odin's so-called "king qualifications" are nothing more than: pure kindness such as being willing to sacrifice oneself for others.
Mike considers himself not a bad person, but he is definitely not a good person.
"You're here, let's try it." Stark pulled Mike, "Hey, if you can't lift it, everyone will feel balanced."
Mike hesitated for a moment.
It's not that I was inspired by Stark.
Rather, he was thinking that the method of lifting the hammer met the requirements. For example, if you are opening a safe, entering the password is one method, and directly violently cutting the safe open is another method.
No one thinks Thanos can't lift Mjolnir, right?
What Mike is thinking is that maybe I can't fix Odin now, but I won't be able to fix the magic he left on the hammer.
As soon as this idea came up, it was like Seed taking root in my heart. I knew it was not good to get involved in other people's father-son games, but I couldn't help it.
How about exploring it without destroying the magic?
Mike himself doesn't believe this, just like a man who says he can't get in even if he hangs around outside, who would believe it?
"Try it." Daisy was behind Mike, pushing Mike with his hand.
Even ten thousand more Daisy can't move it, okay?
But when she exhausted all her strength, she kept pushing with her hands and two large car headlights on her back.
Who can stand up to this?
"Okay, okay." Mike surrendered.
He exhaled.
Come forward slowly.
There is an inexplicable sense of ritual.
Mr. Jane felt something was strange and asked Coulson next to him, "Why do everyone seem to have special hopes for Mike? It's like... it's like if he can't lift the hammer, no one can."
Coulson said, "Because he is very strong."
So strong that it becomes a unit of measurement.
Jane muttered, "It doesn't look like anything special."
Daisy corrected Jane seriously. "Exceptionally handsome and capable."
No matter how serious it is, what Daisy says gradually starts to sound unserious.