"Seriously, by the point of a madman. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis madman's figure is really great! Daisy, who was holding a coffee cup and peeking at Thor's figure through the mirror in the fitting room, said with admiration. As she said this, she also tried to put Jane next to her. Forstra went into the water. "Did you see that? His pectoral muscles are so big. Also, he actually has eight-pack abs. It's fascinating. ”

Hearing what Daisy said, Jane subconsciously glanced up in the direction of the mirror. Then he immediately turned his gaze to the note in his hand. At the same time, she said as if she wanted to cover it up.

"Please, Daisy. You also converge a little. I don't want you to be complained**. ”

"I'm a woman, and a woman looking at a man's figure shouldn't be considered a crime!" Daisy asked as she glared and looked back at Jane.

Jane, on the other hand, said without even looking at her.

"What do you say? By the way, if you get in because of this, don't expect me to bail you out! ”

"Hey, we're friends. I guess we're friends. If we were friends, shouldn't you bail me out when I needed you most? Also, why would I go in because of this kind of thing? ”

If there was anything else in this world that was not a master scientist that Jane could admire, Daisy would definitely be able to occupy such a position. Her brain circuits were so hard that Jane had nothing to say.

Thor had already come out of the house by this time, shirtless, wandering around the makeshift factory rented by Jane. He even picked up something from the table from time to time and looked at it carefully. Acting casually as if this was his territory.

This made Jane feel very wrong. In fact, she cringed at this strange behavior that barely had any of the characteristics of a normal person. She was curious about his origins and the secrets he had. But for his ignorance, even fearlessness to the point of recklessness, she only had a feeling of fear.

She kind of wanted to keep everything under control. Or to control everything within the scope of your imagination. So, when she saw Thor curiously playing with her mouse, and most likely crushing it in his hand. She hurriedly went up and stopped him.

"I'm sorry, but can you please not mess with these things? These are very important experimental equipment! With a few words that she didn't even believe, Jane took the mouse from Thor's hand.

Thor didn't care about Jane's curiosities about his curiosity. He bared his beautiful white teeth and looked at her with a smile as bright as the big boy next door. And the smile immediately gave Jane a strange feeling. This feeling is even stronger when she sees Thor's figure comparable to that of a top male model.

Despite the impulse, of course. But she can't show it like Daisy, with a nymphomaniac-like face. So she could only wander her gaze to make herself look natural.

If it was guys like Tony and Zhou Yi, maybe they would have seen Jane's unnaturalness by now. They might take the opportunity to build a good relationship with this beautiful scientist. But Thor clearly doesn't have the ability to do this, and he's a rather sluggish guy in this regard.

So he just smiled brightly and innocently while holding up a T-shirt in his hand and pointing to a label attached to it and asked.

"What is this, how could you Midgarts like to put such a strange thing on top of your clothes?"

Seeing the label he was referring to, Jane had an embarrassed expression on her face. She reached out and tore off the label, before she said as if she had thrown something away.

"Oh, it's Dr. Donno Blake's, my ex-boyfriend. He was good to his patients, but he was bad to his girlfriend. So, you should understand! ”

Thor looked at her stunned, he didn't really understand what he was supposed to know. But the reaction from intuition made him nod honestly as if he really understood what she was talking about.

"Good, one more thing. You just said we were Midgarts. Sorry, we're Americans. It's not what you say about Midgard. What's that, the minority in your hometown? ”

threw away the last bit of emotional baggage left in his past. Jane began to snap his words. She was pretty sure there shouldn't be any Midgarts here. So, she concluded that if Thor wasn't talking crazy, then he was identifying them as a different race. What is that? Ethnicity of his homeland? Having figured out Thor's origins, she began to radiate her own thoughts.

In response to her question, Thor made an expression that you were teasing me.

"What are you talking about? Midgard is your world. You are the Midgarts. ”

This natural tone made Jane suddenly feel a depression that had nothing to say. Her mind began to spin around as she wondered what Thor meant by this. And soon, she found an explanation for herself.

"Maybe it's like we call ourselves earthlings. In their eyes, our planet is not called Earth, but Midgard. Earth is equal to Midgard, so that is, he could really be an alien? ”

As soon as this thought popped into my head, I couldn't stop the car. Aliens, a topic that is as much of a concern as the gods. If she really confirmed the existence of aliens in this scientific research, then if nothing else, history and the entire human race will remember her as a person.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't help but want to ask Thor something more. to prove everything she had guessed in her heart. However, at this time, Thor put on her ex-boyfriend's T-shirt and shouted like a king in his own palace.

"This mortal's body is too weak. Woman, I need your food! ”

This tone is really strange for Americans who are accustomed to so-called democracy and freedom. So the three people present all began to look at him with strange eyes.

Jane's eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, and she was curious about who he was and the way he spoke. Daisy, on the other hand, thought it was funny, and she only felt that this sturdy man was too interesting at this time. And Shavig, the only one who had a normal point in his mind, felt the danger.

He doesn't like a reckless egotist like Thor, and even begins to worry that he will cause Jane big trouble. As an elder who grew up watching Jane, he didn't want to see Jane get into any big trouble because of him. So, he has already cheered up the spirit. I'm going to get Thor away from Jane.

However, no matter how much he planned. Now they can only do what the unkind guest said, and settle the food problem first. After a busy day's work, both Shavig and Jane and Daisy were actually a little hungry.

Some people are looking for food, others are enjoying it. Coulson now has a tortilla in one hand and a cup of hot cocoa in the other. Standing in a radiation-proof plasticized isolation cell, enjoying your own food.

He was eating, his eyes still fixed on the hammer in the big pit in front of him. After finally swallowing the contents of his throat and eyes into his stomach, he asked the people around him with some curiosity.

"Have all of our people already tried? Is there really no one who will be able to pick up this hammer? ”

"Yes, sir. If you feel that there is something wrong. We can try again. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent next to him replied, an urge in his eyes to try.

I didn't pull it up the first time, maybe I pulled it up the second time? Many people have this idea in their hearts, because almost everyone thinks that they are the only one. If this hammer is really spiritual, maybe it will take a fancy to itself.

Shaking his head with a smile, Coulson didn't have any urge to implement such an idea. Having passed the age of this frequent hubris, he now agrees more with reasonable data than with the possibility of a sudden outburst. Something that has already been tried once, there is really no need to try it a second time.

Taking a sip of the fragrant cocoa, he began to cast his gaze on the several robotic arms that protruded from outside the plastinated isolation cell. They were extremely stout mechanical devices, and their general purpose was to carry faulty heavy machinery, such as heavy tanks or something.

It's a military-grade device, and it's now being transferred here by Coulson.

"Are you ready?" Looking at the lifting gear that had already hung the hammer with the chain hook, Coulson swallowed the last bite of food and asked.

"You can start at any time, sir, as long as you give the order."

"So, let's get started!"

With his command, the huge robotic arm began to operate. It stretched out like a giant's arm, and soon the chains that held it to the hammer were stretched straight. At this time, no matter how the robotic arm moves, it can't be raised even a little bit.

Coulson and everyone else were staring at the hammer, and to their disappointment, the hammer remained untouched. Even if the iron chains are clattering, even if the huge mechanical arm keeps emitting a noisy steam sound. It just didn't move, and even the dirt beneath it didn't change.

The situation was not optimistic, and with a sudden screeching loud noise, Coulson and the others immediately diverted their attention. At this time, people found out that the so-called military product had been scrapped. It hung limply, not at all as rugged and tough as it had been when it first saw it.

"What's going on?" In this case, Coulson asked. And immediately he got the answer.

"Sir, the hydraulic system has collapsed. This thing is already seriously overloaded. ”

"Can someone tell me, does the manual for this device say what its ultimate power is?"

"The ultimate lifting force is 150 tons! Sir. ”

Hearing this value, Coulson couldn't help but rub his head, he felt a little tricky. If he can't even pick it up, then how can he keep it? You can't just build a S.H.I.E.L.D. sub-bureau in the same place. They are S.H.I.E.L.D., not Hammer. It's a bit of a fuss to do this for the sake of a hammer. However, there was really nothing he could do to deal with this hammer that did not enter the oil and salt.

One robotic arm won't work, and he estimates that a few more will be in vain. It's not a scientific thing anymore. I'm afraid that if we want to solve it, we can only rely on some supernatural powers. (To be continued.) )