New York Sanctum.
Odin's roar pierced through the golden crack, rattling the window frame and causing the teapot on the table to shift a few centimeters.
" The Ancient One, is this what you call training? What kind of training is this anyway?"
The Ancient One glanced down at the shards of the cup in her hand, a hint of helplessness on her face.
He casually placed the cup handle on the table and calmly said, "Old God King, try to look on the bright side; at least the result is still not bad."
Behind the golden crack, Odin's breathing became heavier with anger.
"Good?"
"Yes, Thor learned responsibility, and Loki was willing to stand up for his brother." The Ancient One thought for a moment and added, "He even exceeded expectations; he lifted Mjolnir."
Odin remained silent.
This definitely exceeds the target.
However, the direction of the work was clearly flawed.
" Mjolnir choosing Loki was an accident!"
"Life is unpredictable, old God-King."
The Ancient One shrugged.
"You are the Sorcerer Supreme, how can you explain this with the impermanence of worldly affairs?"
Because the future is no longer clear.
"Then why didn't you stop Chen Mo?"
The Ancient One turned to look at the view of the S.H.I.E.L.D.. base.
Chen Mo was dragging Odin's two sons out.
He thought about it seriously for a few seconds.
"Can't beat them"
Odin's roar echoed once more throughout the Sanctum.
" The Ancient One!"
Let's set aside the conversation between the two ancient foxes for now.
S.H.I.E.L.D.. base.
Chen Mo held the unconscious Loki with his left hand and pulled Thor up from the wall with his right.
As soon as Thor regained his footing, a sharp pain shot through his ribs, and his face instantly contorted in pain.
"Oh my god, I'm injured! Couldn't you have been a little gentler?"
"You're 1,500 years old, don't try to act cute with me."
Chen Mo supported Thor, but a black tentacle flashed past his fingertip, drawing a small amount of blood from the wound.
On the other side, Loki, who was unconscious, also couldn't escape.
The two blood samples entered the body and were quickly analyzed by the Blacklight Virus.
The genetic map of the Asgardians slowly unfolds.
It also contained a completely different gene from the Frost Giants.
Chen Mo's eyes lit up.
This reality show trip was worthwhile.
Not only did I enjoy the spectacle, but I also picked up some new gadgets along the way.
He raised his head with satisfaction and shouted at the devastated core prison area, "Attention all departments, the prison break reality show is officially wrapped up! Extra food in the canteen tonight!"
The corridor fell silent for a moment.
The four women, including Sif, who had just crawled out of the rubble, all looked at Chen Mo.
"Reality show?"
Sif gripped her longsword tightly, her eyes blazing with fury.
Fandral brushed the dust off his shoulders, his face equally grim.
"You mean, everything that happened tonight was orchestrated by you?"
"Not all of them can be counted."
Chen Mo pointed to the unconscious Loki.
"This guy who temporarily took over the male lead's role was really improvising."
Sif understood completely.
All of this, including Loki lifting Mjolnir, was done by this Earth wizard!
"Asshole!"
Sif charged forward with her sword drawn, determined to fight even an enemy capable of instantly killing God of Thunder Loki!
Thor's expression changed drastically. Ignoring his injuries, he grabbed her arm.
"Stop!"
Sif paused, looking at him in disbelief.
" Thor, you're still going to protect him?"
"Are you an idiot? I'm protecting you!"
Thor held her sword-wielding hand tightly, and whispered, "With those two moves you've got, he could have slapped you all the way back to Valhalla!"
"Let me go! A warrior fears no death!"
"I won't let go!"
" Thor! When did you become such a coward?"
Thor glanced back at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo was holding Loki by the back of his collar, as if checking if the guy had been damaged.
Thor withdrew his gaze, his tone heavy.
"This isn't cowardice; it's the wisdom I learned on Earth."
Sif was so angry that she tried to break free.
"I'm not afraid to die! This wizard must pay the price!"
"They can't have died for nothing! Do you even understand human language?!"
Volstagg stepped forward, carrying his battle axe, and roared, "If the four of us attack together, we might have a chance!"
Thor looked at him, his expression growing even more somber.
"The four of you?"
"Yes! Let's all four of us attack together!"
Thor was speechless; for the first time, he found talking to these friends so difficult.
"Did you know that he doesn't know magic or have any divine power?"
Volstagg was stunned.
Fandral instinctively glanced at Mjolnir was stuck in the ground.
"If you don't know magic and have no divine power, then how can you pick up Mjolnir?"
"Nothing else, I'm just strong."
Chen Mo, carrying Loki, casually offered an explanation.
The four Asgardian Warriors fell silent simultaneously.
Is it just because he's strong?
That's Mjolnir!
Hogun was the first to put away his weapon and take a step back.
" Thor is right, we should stay calm."
" Hogun!"
"The warriors of Asgard are not afraid to die, but today is not the right day."
Thor finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was about to continue persuading Sif when his body suddenly went limp, and he collapsed onto her shoulder.
" Thor?"
"I'm fine."
Thor closed his eyes, and his voice grew softer and softer.
"Just need a rest, and also, don't cause trouble."
After saying that, he also fainted.
Chen Mo looked at Loki in his hand, then at Thor, who was being supported by Sif.
"The whole family should be together; let's take them to the medical room."
A few hours later.
The S.H.I.E.L.D.. cafeteria.
A somber atmosphere marked the start of the wrap party.
Steve sat on the left side of the table, his arm wrapped in bandages. Natasha and Clint sat beside him, and none of the three spoke.
Sif and her three companions sat on the right, with barbecue and beer in front of them, but none of them touched it.
Thor had just finished treatment; his chest was wrapped in thick bandages, and his face was covered with gauze.
Loki sat next to him, looking as if he had just been beaten up.
He looked down at the plate in front of him, his face pale and his hands still trembling slightly.
Mjolnir was placed at the entrance of the cafeteria.
For the first time, he didn't want to see that hammer.
Fury sat in the main seat, looking at the damage report sent by the repair department, the murderous intent in his one eye growing stronger.
Tony leaned over and took a look.
" Fury, stop looking. Even if you could see through this bill, the base won't grow back on its own."
Fury looked up.
" Stark, a third of this is on your tab. I'll mail the bill to Stark Tower."
"Mine? Why?"
"Because you provided the mobile equipment."
"I even provided technical support! Why don't you pay me?"
"Because the operation failed."
"Fail?"
Tony pointed at Loki.
"The people are still here, and the hammer is still at the door. Apart from the base needing to be rebuilt, where did things go wrong? We can't blame the equipment supplier for all the losses!"
While Fury and Stark were still arguing about the bill...
Chen Mo picked up a glass of draft beer, stood up, and coughed twice.
The cafeteria fell silent instantly, and everyone at the table turned to look at him.
Those gazes were incredibly complex.
There was anger, wariness, and a part of them simply wanting to see what he was going to say.
Chen Mo took a sip of beer to moisten his throat.
"Ahem, let me say a few words. First of all, I want to thank everyone here. The successful completion of tonight's filming is inseparable from everyone's hard work."
Fury stared at him expressionlessly.
Please get to the point.
"Okay, Fury's very busy, let's get straight to the point."
Chen Mo raised his glass and said earnestly, "First of all, I'd like to thank S.H.I.E.L.D.. for providing the filming location, extras, weapons, medical care, and for paying for subsequent repairs themselves."
Fury's fingers slowly tightened.
"Secondly, thank you to Mr. Thor for his excellent performance of getting beaten up, and thank you to Mr. Loki for adding scenes on the spot, which successfully transformed this family drama into an action blockbuster."
Thor clutched his broken ribs and gave Chen Mo a sheepish grin, while Loki covered his face with his hands, not wanting to speak.
Sif glared at Chen Mo, trying to kill him with her gaze.
Chen Mo ignored her.
Finally, a special thank you to Mjolnir.
Everyone looked at the warhammer at the entrance of the cafeteria.
"It demonstrates through its actions that choosing the wrong person to be in charge at work is not a terrible thing."
Chen Mo raised his glass, a smile spreading across his face.
"Just replace them in time."
Stark's surprised voice rang out at just the right moment.
What about me!?