However, when Clark and the others arrived at the hospital, they found Thor's bed completely empty.
Seeing the vacant hospital bed, Clark asked the doctors again, only to discover that no one knew when Thor had disappeared. After all, the staff had even tied him down to prevent him from escaping and hurting anyone—but somehow, Thor had still vanished.
With no useful answers, they returned to the car. After opening the door, Jane leaned on the steering wheel in frustration.
"Wow. Now I've lost my most important piece of evidence. So typical of me."
"Don't jump to conclusions so fast. Look, he's right there," Clark said, reaching into a corner and grabbing a man in a hospital gown.
After noticing Thor's disappearance, Clark had used his super vision to scan the hospital. Eventually, he spotted Thor aimlessly wandering through the halls.
Once Clark saw Thor heading toward the parking lot, he didn't say anything to Jane and the others. He preferred to keep his Superman identity a secret. All he wanted was to live like a normal person.
"You dare! I am the mighty Thor!"Thor originally wanted to assert his identity and stop Clark from grabbing him by the collar. For the son of Odin, this posture was quite humiliating.
But before Thor could finish speaking, Clark knocked him out again. Clark thought it would be better than letting him make a scene in a hospital. And knowing Thor's temper, if he didn't knock him out now, things might escalate once they got in the car.
"Clark! You knocked him out again!"
Daisy watched as Clark effortlessly knocked Thor unconscious and loaded him into the car. Why did this scene seem so familiar?Then it hit her—wasn't this exactly how all kidnappings go in movies?
"It's easier to knock him out. Let's head back and deal with the rest later." Clark ignored Jane and Erik's stunned expressions and got into the car first.
"Daisy, what exactly does your friend do? You know… him."Jane didn't know how to describe Clark—no polite words came to mind, only harsh ones, and she wasn't about to say them aloud in front of him.
But Daisy understood what Jane meant: "He runs a flower shop in New York. Maybe his dad's a cop? That might explain his... skills."
"Right." Jane glanced at Clark, who was already sitting in the car, and thought, His 'skills' are definitely not average.
But perhaps Clark had been a little too gentle this time—Thor woke up halfway through the drive.
Thor's first reaction upon waking was to sit up and look out the window, confused. When he spotted Clark, his eyes widened in alarm. The pain at the back of his head reminded him—this was the man who had knocked him out.
"You knocked me out just now, didn't you? That was a sneak attack! As warriors, we should fight with honor!"
For Thor, being knocked out like a weakling was a humiliation. He immediately issued a challenge. As Asgard's God of War, surrender was never an option.
"Not just now—Clark slammed your head into a wall yesterday too. That's how you passed out the first time," Daisy added helpfully.
At that, Thor glared. Clark raised his left hand slightly, but when Thor showed no signs of violence, Clark lowered it.
"You were about to knock me out again, weren't you?" Thor asked, expression darkening.
"No way! I wouldn't do something so... violent, right Daisy? Haha." Clark laughed awkwardly, having been caught red-handed. After all, they weren't enemies.
"Hi, I'm Daisy. Sorry I tased you yesterday."Daisy apologized to Thor and held out her hand politely.
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Thor stared blankly at the gesture. Did she want something? He looked down and realized he had nothing on him—just hospital clothes and pants.
"Are you from Earth?" Thor asked.
"Uhh… yeah?" Daisy replied awkwardly, not sure how else to respond.
"Earthlings? Isn't this Midgard? I'm from Asgard."Apparently too embarrassed to admit he'd lost his powers, Thor didn't mention his father, Odin. It was humiliating enough being manhandled by Clark twice.
"Midgard, Asgard? Great, his brain's really fried," Daisy muttered. She figured Thor's strange rambling must be from the car crash.
"Jane, this is all your fault," she quickly added, deflecting the blame.
"I told you, I barely grazed him," Jane replied, refusing to take the heat.
No one seemed to notice the complicated look on Erik's face in the front seat.
Meanwhile, in California, Tony Stark sat atop a giant donut at Randy's Donuts, still wearing his Iron Man suit and munching on a donut.
For him, the suit was now second nature—nothing else really mattered… except maybe one person.
Suddenly, a voice shouted from below.
"Sir! Please get off the donut!"
Tony looked down. It was that S.H.I.E.L.D. bastard—Nick Fury.
Once Tony spotted him, Fury headed into the donut shop. After thinking it over for a second, Tony flew off the donut and followed him inside.
"I'm not joining your superhero boy band," Tony said bluntly as he sat down across from Fury.
In Tony's mind, time was running out. He didn't even care about his company anymore—let alone Fury's so-called Avengers Initiative.
"Haha." Fury laughed out loud.
"If I recall, you built all of this yourself. So how's that going for you?"
"The result…" Tony sipped his drink, then looked up and said,"Sorry, don't take this the wrong way, but should I look at your eye or your eyepatch? Honestly, I'm still a little hungover—I can't even tell if you're real right now."
"I'm real. The realest person you'll ever meet," Fury said, suddenly leaning in close.
The sudden closeness made Tony uncomfortable, and he leaned back slightly.
"Lucky me. By the way, where's the staff here?"
"You don't look well."Fury touched Tony's neck—already showing symptoms of palladium poisoning.
Just then, a long-haired woman walked in from outside.
"I've cleared the area. But you'd better not take too long."
That voice! It sounded familiar. Tony turned around and saw Natasha Romanoff—who had been working at his company under the alias Natalie Rushman—walking toward them.
"Haha, you're fired."Seeing her here caught Tony off guard. Clearly, she had been a plant sent by Fury all along.
"That's not your call anymore. You're no longer running Stark Industries."
Natasha said as she sat next to Fury.
"Tony, let me introduce Agent Natasha Romanoff," Fury said.
"I'm a S.H.I.E.L.D. undercover agent. Once Director Fury learned about your illness, he sent me to observe you," Natasha explained.
"I think you owe me an apology. Also—does Clark know who you are?"At that, Tony's face turned serious.
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