New Mexico Town. It was almost dusk, the setting sun was shining obliquely, the golden light was shining over the desolate fields, and the sunset on the edge of the horizon was as colorful as an oil painting.

At this time, Servig was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and he hurried all the way back to his residence from the center of the town with a thick hard-cover book under his arm.

"Jane isn't there?" As soon as he entered, he looked around for Miss Foster, but the room was only her rambling intern, Daisy.

"She's driving out for a walk, maybe she'll have to come back later." Daisy didn't look up, the equipment and data were dragged away by S.H.I.E.L.D. anyway, and the research came to a standstill, and she simply sat cross-legged on the couch with a romance novel in her arms.

"Just don't be with that guy." Servig muttered to himself as he put down the thick book, a collection of stories about Norse mythology. A few days ago they came into contact with a strange man who called himself Thor and was looking for a hammer named Mjölnir...... Servig had always felt that his origins sounded familiar, and sure enough, he found the story in the town's reading room.

"Thor?" Daisy finally looked up and asked with wide eyes, remembering another person with paranormal abilities she had come into close contact with.

"Self-proclaimed." The doctor shook his head in disapproval. "There are so many extraordinary events in the world for us to encounter. It doesn't matter if he's delusional or trying to play tricks, I don't care, as long as Jane doesn't get hurt. "Dr. Servig and Foster's father were close friends during their lifetimes, so they always had fatherly affection for Jane. He didn't want Jane to be implicated because of Thor.

"It's useless, you saw the way Jane looked at him, I bet she forgot all about Fitz...... Poor Fitz. He's coming from far away from the East Coast to help us, and I hope he doesn't get hurt. Daisy pressed her glasses on the bridge of her nose and continued to look down at the novel.

Servig frowned, he hadn't seen Fitz, he only knew that he was a boy who had something to do with S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe something special, but it sounded like a normal person.

I hope nothing happens to Jane—the doctor thought. He couldn't have guessed that Jane would meet Thor again on the way to get out of her mind, and take him to the crater controlled by S.H.I.E.L.D. to find Thor's hammer.

Servig stood by the door, looking out from afar. The sun had sunset over the horizon, the light had dimmed, and only flocculent clouds remained on the horizon.

When the Doctor looked out, it was still clear around the town. And a remote camp dozens of miles away has turned into a different weather.

At some point, the clouds in the sky gathered together to form patches of crimson and light purple thunderclouds, which tumbled for a while, and soon merged into one into a huge thick cloud, so low that it seemed to stick to the overhead, making the visibility of the whole camp as dim as the night.

"I don't feel right, what's wrong?" Coulson is the supervisor here. He was sensitively aware of the abnormal weather changes, and immediately walked into the observation room from the outside, and found that there was a mess inside.

"It's too much of a distraction. The signal barely penetrates the clouds. The bald agent Sitwell replied that at this time, both mobile phones and other communication devices were in a semi-paralyzed state, and the screen images were sometimes good and bad, and he could only barely see from the instrument that the ancient shape in the crater, and there was no way to pick up the hammer that was emitting a large amount of electromagnetic waves.

It is it that changes the weather and allows storms to brew in the air.

"That's not going to work. We now have too few people at our disposal, especially experts in energy and materials. There should be some more on it, where did they go when we needed them most? Sitwell looked anxious, but his eyes were fixed on Coulson.

"Oh, I heard that Fury's toaster broke down, and he probably wanted a brand new one." Coulson had a smile on his face and brushed the conversation over as if his worries had never existed.

The temptation was fruitless, and Sitwell stopped asking and complained about the current situation.

"So what to do here, these people can only measure the surface data, and there is no way to understand the metal composition and internal structure of the target, and even the pattern style can't be explained, we can't always be dragged here."

"Don't worry." Coulson comforted his colleagues. "I know a reliable guy who's coming here and won't be in your hands long after."

Daisy was right, and Coulson was right, the person they were waiting for was flying 30,000 feet into New Mexico in the southwest.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, I am Colonel Tarbert, and it is an honor to serve you, Eric is the person my grandfather and father admired the most, I grew up listening to his name since childhood, and his friends are my friends, so please feel free if you need anything - this is my territory, and no one will talk much." The muscular Air Force Colonel winked at the guest, then said hello to Eric and exited the cabin.

The sailor Tarbert is now close to ninety years old, and with the help of Eric and his own efforts, he retired with a Medal of Honor and the rank of lieutenant general. After joining the Air Force, Tarbert had a smooth career, becoming an honorable colonel at the age of 40, and was highly regarded by his superiors because of his ability and family background.

The Tarbert family was originally one of Eric's pawns, and Glenn himself wanted to deepen his relationship with the elder and hero, so when he heard that Eric needed to fly to New Mexico, he immediately arranged the best cabin on a military transport plane passing through the southwest.

Now Fitz can rest assured that although S.H.I.E.L.D. is very stuck with travel funds, Eric doesn't need to follow other people's orders, and keeping a distance from Fury can also help some people with a lot of doubts to reassure them.

"Your girlfriend has called to ask for help, and Coulson wants to help him, who are you going to stand on if they have a conflict?" Zhenma sarcastically mocked her companion, I don't know why she has been in a bad mood since she came out, and she always wants to find some trouble.

"Well, on our side, of course...... If Coulson didn't object, I don't think he would mind giving Jane's stuff back to her after the mission was over. Fitz scratched his head a little, as an agent, of course, he had to learn to be calm, but when it came to personal feelings, this rookie was still a little embarrassed.

Gema rolled her eyes at his answer, but said no more, and looked down at the clear glass box in her arms, which contained a liquid creature jumping up and down.

"What is this?" Bronsky, who was sitting across from him, was already a little curious, he had never seen such a creature before, after all, he had been locked up in Alaska and General Ross's base for a year, and the appearance of Spider-Man Black was only recent.

"A parasite." Gemma didn't give him a look, and she was still in awe of Bronsky anyway. "Taken from Spider-Man, according to my observation, it has a certain intelligence, likes to parasitize in powerful human bodies, and can strengthen their physique, especially aggressiveness will become very strong."

"Including abilities?" Bronski came to be interested, and he was full of affection for everything that could enhance himself.

"Including ability." Zhenma replied briefly, and then looked at him and reminded him in time. "The price is to lose your mind and control yourself."

Bronski's eyebrows jumped, and most of his curiosity was immediately dispelled, he had always been proud that he could still stay awake after the transformation, but he didn't want to be a difficult beast to communicate with like Hulk.

But he also had a question about a new friend across the street.

"Why does it keep jumping at me, isn't Fitz also a superpower, I read the newspaper a few days ago, and it mentioned him."

Fitz was a little embarrassed, it was all a scandalous story made up by some tabloids.

"Actually, I'm not a superhero, it was Eric who helped me that day, he didn't know how to make me float in the sky, and then I saved Jane and Daisy, and we only knew each other then, in fact, we didn't have anything." The boy argued, but he felt strange in his heart, the things he had encountered in recent days made him miss the feeling of scenery at that moment more and more.

Don't worry about being hurt by others, fly in the air with your own body, save the women in distress, and pull the wind like an omnipotent superman.

Bronski was stunned, then looked to the side, on the other side of the cabin, where Eric was sitting by the porthole and watching the night outside.

The plane was smooth in the air, and a few hours later it was into New Mexico, and by this time it was already dawn, and beyond the Rio Grande, which originates in the San Juan Mountains and bisects the state, the sparsely vegetated, arid and desolate southwestern frontier region is in front of travelers.

"I have a hunch, Emir." As the plane landed at Santa Fe Airport, the state capital, Eric said to Bronsky. "You might meet a good opponent here."

"Same as you?" Bronski asked, too impressed by Eric's ability to completely restrain himself.

"Maybe it's about the same as the Hulk." Eric gave a rough estimate of the answer.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time, sir." Bronski finally smiled, and his aggressive nature roared in his body, as if he was about to turn into a monstrous and furious behemoth in the next moment.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, next to the town, four strong men and women in strange costumes had just stepped out of a pillar of light that fell from the sky.

"Where did these people come from, and did they have a Renaissance carnival recently?" On the roof of the roadside, two black-clad agents happened to see four strange people, who were biting on hamburgers while turning on the walkie-talkie to report to the authorities.

ps。 The computer is stuck, so try to change it to update one chapter at noon tomorrow and update the second chapter at night. (To be continued)