Thor raised his right hand and gently rubbed his index and middle fingers together.
A wisp of red Law of Reality dances at my fingertips.
The metal floor in front of Valeria suddenly turned into a puddle of soft mud.
She sank in with her bottom, and mud splashed directly onto her white coat.
With the words of protest stuck in her throat, Valeria scrambled out of the mud puddle, frantically shaking off the mud.
Reed walked to the console and began typing on the virtual keyboard.
A brand new tablet computer popped out from a hidden compartment beneath the console.
Reed picked up the tablet and handed it to his daughter.
Valeria grabbed the tablet, turned around angrily, and walked towards the lab bench not far away.
On the experimental table sat a simple-looking warhammer, its Hammerhead gleaming with a faint metallic sheen.
Reed adjusted his glasses and followed his daughter.
The father and daughter picked up various scanning instruments and began to expose the warhammer to high-frequency rays.
"The molecular structure of this metal completely contradicts Earth's periodic table."
Reed stared at the data on the scanner, his finger swiping rapidly across the screen.
"It possesses anti-gravity properties and exhibits a strong repulsive reaction to magical energy."
Valeria held a miniature laser cutter and tried to cut a slit in the hammer handle.
" Reed, increase the energy output. This thing is even harder than Vibranium."
Blinding sparks flew across the surface of the warhammer, and the Nth Metal emitted a grating scraping sound.
Thor strode over to the leather sofa in the center of the lab and plopped down on it.
He raised his left hand and waved it casually in the air.
The Law of Reality flowed through my fingertips, forcibly distorting and recombining the light in the air.
A giant holographic screen, over three meters long and wide, took shape in mid-air.
Thor leaned back on the sofa, his legs crossed and propped up on the table in front of him.
America came over, nimbly climbed onto the sofa, and sat on the armrest.
She pulled a bag of potato chips from her pocket, tore open the packaging, and started crunching away while her eyes were glued to the screen in mid-air.
High-definition video begins to play on the screen.
Shayera stood still.
She turned her head and looked at the father and daughter not far away, who were trying to cut their warhammer apart with a laser cutter.
She turned her head again and looked at Thor and America, who were staring at the screen.
A strong sense of alienation churned within my chest.
She took two steps forward and stopped beside the sofa.
"That..."
Shayera opened her mouth and uttered a single syllable.
Thor didn't turn his head; his gaze remained fixed on the screen.
Can you take me home?
Shayera crossed her hands in front of her, her fingers digging into the skin on the back of her hands, her nails leaving red marks on the skin.
"I've been missing for too long; people will worry."
Thor turned his head and glanced at Shayera.
Who would worry about you?
Thor chuckled and turned his gaze back to the screen.
" Superman? That Kryptonian doesn't even want to see your shadow anymore. Your seat in the Justice League's meeting room was removed long ago."
Shayera's breath hitched, her chest heaved violently, and her hands dropped limply to her sides.
"Or are you referring to your ex-boyfriend, Green Lantern John Stewart?"
Thor raised his hand and made a circle in the air.
"He's currently deeply involved with his current girlfriend Vixen. They're busy saving the world and flirting on the side; they have no time for you, their ex."
Shayera bit her lower lip, her teeth pressing deep white marks into her flesh, a faint taste of blood spreading in her mouth.
"As for your homeworld, Thanagar?"
Thor spread his hands out, palms facing up.
"You betrayed them and ruined their hyperspace portal project. You are now Planet Thanagar's most wanted criminal. What's the point of going back? To continue being despised?"
Every word struck Shayera's most vulnerable nerves with precision.
She opened her mouth, and a dry, grating sound came from her throat.
The words of rebuttal circled on the tip of his tongue, but were ultimately swallowed back down.
Thor is telling the truth.
Earthlings don't trust her, Thanagarian wish they could skin her alive.
Shayera lowered her head and stood silently in place.
The holographic screen in mid-air flickered.
The image shows the ruins of a destroyed city.
Several familiar figures moved through the ruins.
Superman in his red and blue uniform, Batman in all black, Wonder Woman wielding the Lasso of Truth, the Flash as fast as lightning, Green Lantern covered in green light, and the strangely-looking Martian Manhunter.
And there's also myself, wielding a warhammer and sprouting wings.
Shayera abruptly raised her head and stared intently at the screen.
In the scene, the White Martian are disguised as a human army, attempting to launch a fatal attack on the Justice League.
Batman secretly deploys tactics, while Superman uses his Heat Vision to slice through the armored vehicle.
This is a scene from the Justice League's first assembly.
It was the most profound and secret battle scene in her memory.
Shayera's mind went completely blank.
This is the true history that happened in her universe, and no camera equipment could record these multi-angle, all-round details.
But now even Batman's secret instructions in his communicator are being played clearly on the screen.
This God- like perspective on recording is completely beyond common sense.
Shayera rushed to the sofa.
She lunged at Thor, grabbing Thor shoulders with both hands.
How could you have witnessed this?!
Shayera screamed, her nails digging almost into Thor's clothes.
Thor remained seated on the sofa, without changing his posture.
He raised his right hand and slapped Shayera on the shoulder with a backhand.
Shayera was slammed to the ground by an overwhelming force, her legs bent, kneeling on the floor, causing the metal floor to dent several centimeters.
"Be quiet."
Thor looked down at her from his elevated position.
You'll know once you read it.
He let go and continued watching the childhood cartoon.
Inside the transparent capsule, the Dark Gwenpool pressed her hands tightly against the glass, her cheeks distorted from being squeezed.
She stared at the screen in mid-air, muttering frantically to herself.
"DC copyright! This is DC copyright! Marvel's Thor is watching a DC animated film! The timeline is completely messed up!"
The loud noise also attracted attention at the other end of the laboratory.
Valeria put down the scanner she was holding and jogged over.
"What happened?"
Valeria craned her neck, her gaze shifting back and forth between Shayera, who was panting on the floor, and Thor, who was on the sofa.
Reed stopped what he was doing and strode over.
"The other person's physiological indicators are fluctuating drastically."
Reed adjusted his glasses and looked at Shayera on the ground.
" Thor, try not to damage the integrity of the experimental samples."
Thor pointed to the holographic screen in mid-air.
Valeria looked in the direction Thor was pointing.
On the screen, Superman is lifting a collapsing building, while Batman fires his grappling hook from the shadows.
Reed walked to the screen, adjusted his glasses, and carefully observed the scene of Superman lifting the building.
This defies common sense in physics.
Reed pointed at Superman on the screen.
"He lifted a building whose point of impact was only the size of his hands. The building should have broken at that point due to its own weight, rather than being lifted as a whole. Unless he himself emanated some kind of force field that enveloped the entire building."
Reed turned his head and looked at Shayera on the ground.
"The physical laws of your universe seem to differ greatly from those of ours. This has extremely high research value."
Thor tossed a piece of popcorn into his mouth and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Don't try to explain an idealistic universe with your scientific theories. That guy in the red cape can move several planets just by basking in the Sun."
Thor pointed at Batman on the screen.
"And that ordinary guy in black, given enough time to prepare, he could easily crush the entire Fantastic Four."
Valeria clutched her head and frantically scratched her hair.
"This is illogical! My personal terminal contains data from over seven thousand multiverses, and none of them have ever contained such an absurd setting!"
Valeria suddenly stopped in her tracks, frozen in place.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at the screen again.
She looked up at the screen, then turned to look at Shayera was lying on the floor coughing.
His eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief.
Finally, she turned her gaze to Thor, who was sitting on the sofa.
Valeria pointed her finger at the figure in the red cloak on the screen.
" Thor!"
Valeria raised her voice and shouted it out.
"You mean, those Blue Boy Scout Superman with their underwear on the outside in the comics, they actually exist?!"
She whirled around and pointed her finger straight at Shayera on the ground.
"This idiot in front of me is his teammate?! You're not kidding, are you?!"