Filled with hope, Fury sprang into action. Thor provided a portrait, while Fury mobilized eighty percent of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence resources to search for Odin.
As the foremost intelligence organization in the United States, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence capabilities dwarfed those of virtually every other agency in the world.
With so many agents searching, information about Odin soon landed on Fury's desk.
Fury's face lit up as he read the report, and he immediately ordered, "Go get Thor."
"Yes, Director."
The assistant answered and left the office at once. Soon, the door opened again, and Thor hurried inside, a trace of excitement on his face.
"Well? Have you found my father?"
Thor asked excitedly.
Fury did not keep him in suspense. He nodded and said, "Yes, we've pinpointed Odin's location. But my people didn't dare disturb him. I intend to go with you."
"Sure, no problem. There's no time to waste. Let's leave now."
Thor agreed immediately. The two left S.H.I.E.L.D. together and boarded a helicopter that had already been prepared, setting off for a certain state in the United States.
On the way, Thor learned everything S.H.I.E.L.D. had uncovered. Odin was actually living in a nursing home as an elderly man with no family.
Thor's mouth twitched at the news. Thankfully, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network was good. If he had searched on his own, he never would have found Odin.
Who could have imagined that the mighty King of the Gods would be living in a nursing home?
It truly was an unexpected turn of events.
After three hours, Thor and the others finally arrived near the nursing home.
To avoid complications, they had not brought a large entourage. Only Thor and Fury entered the nursing home.
Compared with the fast-paced world outside, life in the nursing home moved at a leisurely pace.