No!!!"
A heart-wrenching roar resounded through the night sky.
Thor, the God of Thunder, knelt on the ground with his tiger body like pushing a golden mountain and overturning a jade pillar.
"Don't be sad, maybe you made a mistake, this hammer is not yours." Phil Coulson was really speechless about Thor's hobby of questioning the sky at every turn.
"There is only this one hammer in the universe, how could it be wrong?" Thor was like a veteran Aquaman who was cheated on by 180 girlfriends at the same time. He was heartbroken.
"The universe is so vast, maybe there's another one. You have to learn to deny your previously unshakable beliefs." Phil Coulson shrugged. "Like me, I was an atheist until I met you."
"Coulson, thank you."
"You're welcome. Can I ask you a question?"
"Ask me anything you want, I can answer any question you have."
"Are you really a god?" Phil Coulson said, "A girl with a stun gun knocked you down. With all due respect, you're too weak to be a god."
"Coulson, I take back my thanks."
"Thunder and electricity are the same thing. You call yourself the God of Thunder, yet you were knocked down by a tiny amount of electricity from an electric gun?"
"Coulson, I'm starting to hate you."
"You may hate me, but you must defend to the death my right to seek the truth."
"Let's go find Nick Fury."
"Don't worry, get some rest tonight," Phil Coulson said. "We'll set off tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow?" Thor was eager to see Nick Fury and wanted to know why he was thrown into the atrium and deprived of his divine power and hammer.
Although he also knew that the possibility of Nick Fury knowing Odin's arrangements was very small, after all, he knew in advance that he was coming to Earth, so there was still some hope, right?
"Are you going to leave your hammer here for everyone to play with?" Phil Coulson said, "I'm going to watch over the hammer here. Someone will take you to New York tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Thor looked at his hammer and agreed.
And Phil Coulson immediately called Clint Barton, "Hey, Barton, do you want to see Thor in person?"
"If you have something to say, just tell me."
"Thor's hammer has landed in New Mexico. I have to stay here to watch the hammer and can't leave." Phil Coulson said, "Come here and take Thor to New York."
"Why don't you just take the hammer with you?" Clint Barton asked curiously.
"That's the problem. We can't take it away."
"That Thor won't allow it?"
"That's not the case. No one can lift the hammer. Even a truck can't pull it."
"Sounds interesting. Okay, I'll be there right away." Clint Barton immediately changed his plan and traveled day and night to New Mexico.
When Clint Barton arrived in New Mexico, he saw Phil Coulson and a tall young man sitting in KFC. In front of them was a table full of fried chicken legs, French fries and other high-calorie foods, especially Coke, of which there were already eight empty cups.
"You two eat so much?" Clint Barton was stunned.
"Correction, it was just him." Phil Coulson sat aside, "I only ate one chicken drumstick, the rest was his."
"Hey, buddy!" Thor, holding a cup of Coke in his left hand and a chicken roll in his right hand, with his mouth full of food, greeted Clint Barton incoherently, "Are you the one taking me to New York?"
"Really? Is it him?" Clint Barton felt that his three views were also challenged. When he came here, he had imagined more than once what this god who came down from the sky looked like, but the result was like this?
"I didn't want to believe my eyes either.
"Phil Coulson said helplessly, "But yes, it's him."
"Would you like to drink this?" Thor slurped down a cup of Coke and handed another to Clint Barton. "It's absolutely delicious. I never thought there was something so delicious in the atrium!"
"The atrium?" Clint Barton was confused.
"It's Earth," Phil Coulson explained.
"Aren't you afraid of becoming a 200-pound fat otaku if you eat like this?" Clint Barton asked.
"Impossible!" Thor waved his hand, "There will never be such a day!"
Just as he was about to drink the delicious drink in front of him in one breath, Thor felt a flash before his eyes and appeared in a dark space.
This space is very strange. It is pitch black and there is no light source, but strangely it does not affect vision at all.
In here, it is just like daytime, you can see normally, even seeing black is not affected at all.
Of course, it wasn't just Thor who entered here; Clint Barton and Phil Coulson also came to this space.
...
Morocco, race track.
Tony Stark was wearing a racing suit, with a bunch of girls screaming behind him.
"Stark, I thought you were just here to watch!" a beautiful girl shouted.
"That's what I thought before I got there," Tony Stark said.
"Can you drive?"
"Should I remind you that I can even fly?"
"Come on, Stark, you know I'm not talking about that kind of driving." The beautiful girl bit her lip, looking like "you know".
"Sorry, maybe you've been rubbing your lips too much, so I don't quite understand what you're saying?" Tony Stark looked confused. "How about you come to my room and we can discuss this?"
"Oh, Tony!" The beautiful girl was surprised as if she had been chosen by the emperor. She was about to agree when Pepper Potts squeezed over.
"Pepper, the next sentence I was going to say to her was 'Do you think I would say that?' I just wanted to see the lost expression on her face, believe it or not?" Tony Stark suddenly felt like he had eaten a fly.
He didn't lie, he really had no intention of having anything happen between him and that girl, he was just talking nonsense out of habit to satisfy his desire to talk.
But Pepper Potts happened to hear it at this moment!
Given his previous "glorious history", he didn't think Pepper Potts would believe his explanation.
"Tony, I thought you had changed." Sure enough, Pepper Potts looked disappointed.
"I've really changed."
"Really?" Pepper Potts asked back.
"Boss, why are you dressed like this?" Happy felt that his boss must be very embarrassed, so he quickly went over to help.
"Racing, of course." Tony Stark said as if it was a matter of course.
"What?!" Pepper Potts exploded when she heard this, "Tony! What are you doing!"
"Didn't you ask me to come out and relax?" Tony Stark said innocently, "If you hadn't dragged me out, I would still be doing my research in the basement."
"I just asked you to come and watch the racing, not to race in person!"
Tony Stark was about to speak, but before he could even open his mouth, he disappeared on the spot.