Harry didn't have the slightest worry about the war that was taking place in Asgard's Asgard Palace, except for the affirmation of the strength of the Osgardian Protoss, and the inevitable result of the historical inertia he knew.

"He'll come back to you, it won't be long," Harry whispered as he looked at Thor's girlfriend Jane Foster, who looked a little downcast.

As far as he knew, he was telling the truth, and although something would happen at that time that would cause her to ignore Thor, Thor would indeed return to the Atrium soon after, Midgard.

"Hmm" Jane Foster's eyes lit up again like a reactivated robot. Her feelings for Thor are indeed serious, she only had her research before, and now although research is still put in the first place, the next thing is Thor's magical boyfriend.

"That's right, Jane," Daisy Louis comforted, sitting next to Jane Foster and patting her on the shoulder. She wanted Dr. Jane Foster to give her a little more, but not to make her feel bad.

"Yes, Jane, Thor is not an ordinary person, he must be fine, now it may be that he has something to deal with"

With his coffee in hand, Dr. Eric Servig walked over with a tea tray, handed everyone a glass, and comforted his old friend's child.

Dangdangdang.

There was a knock on the door, and Phil Coulson pushed the door with a gentle smile.

"What are you doing here?" Jane Foster said with a bad face when she saw that the person who came in was the one who had stolen her research data. Although the two have been reconciled, it is obvious that Jane Foster is still a little angry about the previous domineering practices of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Ah, Miss Foster, I'm here to return your equipment," said Phil Coulson, who was unconcerned about Jane Foster's tone, and pointed back to the car parked outside.

"Well, that's as it should be," Jane Forss said, nodding and tilting her head, still a little aloof.

"Of course, we also made a backup," Phil Coulson continued, smiling.

"You!" Jane Foster immediately pointed at Phil Coulson, as if to accuse him of acting evilly, and when he saw this, Eric Servig, who was standing aside, immediately stopped Jane.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Servig said with an apologetic smile as he pulled Jane Foster aside.

Phil Coulson still had the same smile on his face, his hands clasped together, and he didn't care about what was in front of him.

"Alright, Phil, it's time for us to go, goodbye guys," Harry said as he got up and turned to Jane Foster and the others.

"Goodbye, Mr. Osborne," Eric Servig replied. He could see that Harry was here to wait for Phil Coulson's arrival, and when Phil Coulson came, Harry should naturally leave.

Out the door, Harry got into Phil Coulson's car.

"Let's go to the entrance of town, I'll get down there," Harry said as he got in the car.

"Okay" Phil Coulson nodded and started the car.

Jane Foster's home is not far from the entrance of the town, only about five minutes away.

"Bang"

"Bang"

After getting out of the car, Harry straightened his clothes and walked to the front of the car, where Phil Coulson also came to the front of the car.

Phil Coulson saw that Harry had something to say to him, and Harry didn't say anything along the way, obviously not too much.

"Mr. Osborne, is there anything you want me to convey?" Phil Coulson asked.

"Hmm," Harry nodded.

Phil Coulson raised his eyebrows and made a gesture of listening.

"Fury's plan was interesting, tell him I agreed," Harry said casually.

"I'll pass it on," Phil Coulson said, nodding. Although he was a little surprised that Harry had agreed so easily, it was obvious that he was thinking about it now.

"Alright, I'm leaving, don't forget to send me a sample of that armor, we agreed I'd be paid," Harry said, turning around and speaking in a relaxed voice.

The electric light immediately lingered on the body, and with a slight bow, it immediately rose from the ground.

Phil Coulson looked up as Harry gradually turned into a small dot in the sky, and shook his head with an inexplicable wry smile, it seemed that he was now going to divide the materials of that armor.

One is S.H.I.E.L.D. themselves, one is Harry's payment, and one may also be used to do business with Tony Stark, he just thinks now, if only Tony Stark is as good a talker as Harry, although Harry also wants to be paid, but at least it is easy to communicate.

……

On the other hand, Harry couldn't wait to return home.

Flying in a flying vein, Harry tore through the air and flew quickly towards New York.

……

While Harry was flying at full speed, New York, Baxter Tower.

In this mansion lives the recently famous superheroes - the Fantastic Four.

"Ben, what's wrong with you, look at your face is not quite right, is it in a bad mood?" Reed Richards came out of the room, smiling and arranging the collar of his new suit, but saw his friend in a daze, and stopped and asked.

The stone man sat on the couch specially made for him, holding a large bowl of smoothie in his hand, but he hadn't eaten it for a long time, which was completely different from the situation after his transformation.

"Hey! Our mascot has always been good-faced and evil-minded," Johnny Storm walked in with a large bag of popcorn, and continued to tease the stone man with a hippie smile.

"Bastard!" The stone man finally came out of that daze, he stood up and swallowed the smoothie in his hand directly into his stomach with the glass bowl, but this time he was not blown up by the thunderbolt as before.

"I'm just, just so happy, yes! I'm so happy! The stone man waved his hands back and forth, looking panicked, and even the stone face made an excited look, just to make others look really weird.

"Yes, I'm glad too, we made it," Reed said as he patted the stone man's orange stone skin. Although he was more excited than the stone man, he still secretly suppressed it more, otherwise he might have made a joke excitedly.

"Mascot, you are the representative of our disgusting and good-natured face, although even your appearance will scare the children, but I don't think it is weird," Thunderbolt said, and pretended to tremble.

Reed Richards watched his teammates' fight, but turned his head to look at the door, but no one was there.

PS: The second update at three o'clock.