"So it's Mr. Aaron of Osborn Industries. I didn't expect a big shot like you to come to our little place... for fun?" Coulson still wore his good-natured smile and came forward to greet him.
"Your esteemed presence truly brightens our humble abode."
Before Coulson could continue, Aaron said directly, "Alright, no more nonsense. I want that hammer."
Coulson, who was about to speak, swallowed his words and immediately objected, "I'm sorry, I can't make decisions on this matter. That hammer now belongs to S.H.I.E.L.D."
"Hey buddy, when did it become your hammer?"
"Damn it, I'm going to duel you."
"Let you arrogant and rude Midgardians know what the wrath of the God of Thunder is."
As soon as Thor heard this, how could his fiery temper endure it? He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight.
He had lost his Divine Power and might not be able to take on a God of Thunder like Aaron, but dealing with two or three ordinary Midgardians was not much pressure.
Coulson glanced at Thor, his thoughts changing, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. "Mr. Aaron's friend... is there something wrong here?"
He pointed to his head.
Thor glared. "Your brain is sick! I'm going to have a glorious warrior's duel with you!"
"Whether it's a one-on-one or a group fight, you decide!"
"Are you sure?"
Coulson's smile remained, but a dozen burly men stepped out beside him.
The people walking nearby also took a step forward simultaneously.
The men were muscular and had cold expressions, while the women also looked tough.
In the distance, there were also snipers aiming in this direction.
And in the sky above, a figure, hidden in the darkness, drew a bow and arrow, aiming at Thor.
But no one dared to aim at Aaron.
Thor looked around, weighed the pros and cons, and then looked at Aaron. "Friend, we are both God of Thunders, you will definitely help me, right?"
Aaron's expression turned cold. "Coulson, if you can't make a decision, then let someone who can make a decision come over."
"Director, he..."
Coulson still wanted to play dumb.
Aaron called someone right in front of him.
"Your call."
Aaron handed it to Coulson.
Coulson immediately felt overwhelmed, sensing a bad feeling. Looking at the unfamiliar, unknown phone, he hesitated but took it anyway.
"Hello, I am S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Coulson."
"This is the White House. If you have any issues, let Fury talk to you. Right now, you must satisfy all the demands of Mr. Aaron, immediately, right now."
"Mr. President."
Coulson was helpless. If you have a problem, discuss it properly. Why call the President's private line over a slight disagreement?
Coulson immediately called Fury.
Soon, Fury's helpless voice came from the other end of the phone. "Coulson, let him do whatever he wants. Just keep a close eye on him."
Fury was truly helpless. The President had called him and chewed him out.
Fury wanted to retort: "Everything I do is for the safety of the U.S."
But the President was more direct: "You have an opinion? Then talk to me? Talk to Congress? Talk to the Federal Court?"
"And then talk to all the generals, marshals, high officials, politicians, and capitalists?"
Of course, if you mention the people, then I'm not tired anymore.
"After June 5th, let's see who can truly represent the people."
"I'll tell you the truth, Fury. You and I are nothing. Aaron is the one who truly represents the will of the entire U.S. population and even the world's population."
Seriously? If I don't let Aaron access Object 084, am I making an enemy of the world?
I protect the safety of the U.S. and maintain human peace by stopping Aaron, but I end up standing against the people?
Oh God, has God abandoned this land? To actually let an unknown person represent the will of the U.S. population.
Fury was helpless. He could ignore others, but he couldn't disregard the President's words.
At this moment, he desperately wanted to establish the Avengers quickly.
Only by bringing out this supernatural team and placing it under the United Nations could he, to some extent, break free from direct federal government control.
Only then would he have some right to speak out and object.
Fury deliberately avoided thinking about whether Aaron also represented the will of the United Nations.
Coulson hung up the phone. His eyes, looking at Aaron, were filled with confusion.
Something was wrong. Usually, they were the ones who played this game. They never paid any mind to the FBI or the military.
But now, how did S.H.I.E.L.D. end up being summoned and reprimanded at will by an outsider?
"Mr. Coulson, you wouldn't want to go against the will of all U.S. citizens, would you?"
Aaron smiled kindly, and without waiting for him to speak, walked inside with Thor.
Times have changed.
As long as I control the newborn, before the formula is leaked, my word is God's will.
Fighting and killing is too boring.
Subduing the enemy without fighting is the highest level.
Thor followed along dazedly. His brain couldn't process things immediately, but when he saw mjolnir, he instantly gasped and ran over.
"Buddy, I finally see you again."
Coulson and the others behind them wanted to stop them but couldn't, watching helplessly as Aaron and Thor approached the hammer.
Damn it, they are S.H.I.E.L.D.!
In this day and age, does S.H.I.E.L.D. no longer have any pull?
"My friend, thank you very much for your help. Now, I am going to pick up mjolnir and restore my power."
"Afterward, you will gain the friendship of Asgard and mine. Midgard and Asgard will also have lasting friendship. Except for those people, of course."
Thor held the hammer and grinned foolishly at Aaron, then changed his expression when looking at Coulson and the others.
"Now, the time to witness a miracle has come."
Thor tried to lift mjolnir, but couldn't.
He looked up and gave Aaron an awkward smile. "I need to prepare myself mentally."
He took a deep breath and used all his strength, while muttering, "Come on, baby. Have you forgotten the days we fought side by side?"
"Don't be like this. I know I let you down by leaving you alone here, enduring the torment of those wretched Midgardians for a day, but I promise, this is the first time, and it will be the last time."
"Come on, let's get moving."
"Please, I beg you, mjolnir, I am Thor Odinson. At least, give me some reaction."
Mjolnir flashed, and then dimmed again under Thor's surprised gaze. It still didn't lift.
"Oh no! You really just gave me a little reaction?" Thor was terrified.
"Need help?" Aaron chuckled lightly, finding Thor's appearance somewhat amusing.
He admitted that he was currently deriving his happiness from the suffering of others.
The more Thor had boasted before, the more embarrassed he was now.
"Cough, cough. Alright, there are some minor issues currently, but trust me, I can handle it."
"Just as I have defeated many arrogant enemies."
Thor forced a smile, not wanting to disgrace the reputation of Asgard in front of a deity from another realm.
Aaron nodded understandingly. "I know, there are always bumps in the road of life. That's normal."
"Yes, exactly. But this is just a small stone on the road of life, and I will deal with it quickly." Thor still wanted to try.
But Aaron spoke at this moment, "How about letting me try?"