"I'll give it a try," Mei looked at the silver stick on the Bible table, although she believed Chen's words, but as an agent, she still needed to be sure to speak, because now she had one more mission, to spy on Chen.

Holding the stick, Mei frowned and persisted.

"Admire!" Chen did not hesitate to praise himself, "You are the first person I have ever met, such a patient with such patience, I hope you will last longer, but..."

"But what?" Skye looked at Mei curiously, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"The professor didn't tell you." Chen Haoran glanced at the professor on the ground, and said puzzledly: "Is there a side effect of this weapon?" ”

"Isn't it just grumpy?" Skye didn't care, rolling her eyes, "I thought it was?" ”

"It's not.." Chen Haoran said lightly: "Grumpy temper is only one aspect, this is the embodiment of strength, but energy is conserved, after use, it will disappear quickly, and it is very tired, Berserker, just like the Berserker on the online game, has side effects." ”

"I see," Skye looked at Mei with concern, "May, why don't you try?" ”

"Forget it," Mei shook her head and said firmly: "It's all in my hand, and there will be nothing, and I can still accept this side effect." ”

In fact, Chen Haoran didn't say it, that is, it is more depleting vitality.

...

"It's been ten minutes," Chen Haoran looked at Skye is tablet and said seriously: "Can you still hold on?" In that group, with their heads, they can hold on for up to three minutes, and you really have the talent of a berserker. ”

"No problem," Mei looked at Chen and Skye angrily, "Your words make me feel that you are annoying, and I feel the urge to kill you." ”

"Did you hear that?" Skye said proudly, "She still hates you." ”

"Don't speak," May looked at Skye hatefully, "or I'll tear you apart." ”

"The answer is obvious." Chen Haoran spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders, just in time to see Coulson get up, and asked curiously, "How is it?" Saved? ”

"It's alive," Coulson pulled out a tissue and wiped the blood from his hands, "I'm sure we'll have to wait a little longer." ”

"Am I dead?" The classroom looked at the people around them and whispered.

"Apparently not," Coulson smiled as he turned his head to look at the professor on the ground.

"Alright, you lie down and don't move." Fitz watched the professor begin to praise Simmons, and quickly interrupted him, "It scared us to death just now." ”

"Mei, how are you?" Chen Haoran helped Mei seriously, and took the stick that fell in the air with one hand, "This thing can make people think of the things they don't want to face the most, it will make people go berserk and uneasy, and their strength will be doubled, although I wonder what you are most afraid of?" But I guess I don't know better. ”

"I need to fight!" Mei jumped out of the attic in an instant.

"Okay," Chen Haoran looked at the eyes of the people around him, and had no choice but to jump down.

...

A vivid kickboxing instructor's actual combat drill made the people around him look at it with relish, and the professor also raised his head and looked sideways, he was now curious about how this person named Chen didn't react to this stick at all, could it be that he didn't have a dark side in his heart, or...

The battle lasted for an hour, and May leaned to the side and began to rest.

However, the recovery time of this professor took a long time, Chen Haoran knew that he must have done it on purpose, for three hours, it was already noon outside.

Although he hadn't studied the cells of the Asgard warriors, he knew that this time was the speed at which Loki's blood would recover, and he knew that the professor should be able to recover faster.

However, although the matter has been dealt with, they still haven't been able to leave, because this time it was the headquarters that sent someone to receive this weapon, and they still need to wait for the arrival of the people from the headquarters, as for whether it will be sent to the sandbox, he actually understands that this thing will be sent to the ice prison.

At this time, Ward and May sat on the side, talking about what they had seen when they had just held the stick.

Chen Haoran saw that the two of them just smiled mysteriously, so he turned his head and answered the professor's doubts, "Although it is a little inconvenient, you just need to know that Ward's ability is not afraid of the things in this." ”

He didn't want to say too much to this guy, and Coulson next to him was also an understanding person, and suddenly said with a haha: "Yes, professor, this is our S.H.I.E.L.D. rule, I'm sorry." ”

"I see," the professor suddenly realized, "that there are no wonders, no wonders." ”

"You want to see it too," the professor watched as Coulson's gaze fell on the stick on Chen's hand, "what's your dark side?" To be honest, I'm curious too. ”

"We're all pretty much dead," Coulson told his story as he watched the stick in Chen's hand, knowing that Chen would observe the professor's every move, "We've all been pierced in the heart, I've died, pretty much that's it." As he spoke, Coulson turned his head to look at the professor, then looked at the stick in Chen's hand and continued, "And then... It was a blank slate, I don't remember how I got back to life, I don't remember how I lay in the hospital and woke up again a few months later. ”

"Is that what bothers you?" The professor looked at Coulson and asked, "Is that so?" Colson. ”

"No.." Coulson turned to look at the professor, "Not all." His current confusion is the Asgard warrior in front of him.

"What's the problem?"

"I think you're right," Coulson turned his head and smiled, knowing that he couldn't ask anything, and he didn't know the strength of this Asgard warrior yet, so he had to retreat, "Can we invite you back to college," said the two of them as they walked to the side, "You know, given that there are many more people in Europe who are fascinated by the legend of Asgard." ”

Chen Haoran looked at the people at the headquarters with a long and narrow box, and without saying much, he put the stick in the box and slowly followed the two of them.

"I'm wondering if it's time to start over somewhere else?" The professor said with some embarrassment.

"Beautiful sandy beach," Coulson turned to look at the professor, "enjoying tropical drinks and a comfortable massage life." ”

"I'm tired of that."

"You should think about the American Northwest," Coulson positively advised, "like Portland, with its big meals and great symphonies." ”

"Okay, if you come to see me," the professor agreed, knowing that if it weren't for that, S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't be reassured, "but not everyone can share my story." ”

"Of course."

Chen Haoran heard the conversation between the two, of course he knew that this was a battle without gunpowder, and the professor temporarily chose to compromise for some other reasons, but he knew that the professor would not be stable for long.

...