All Gods: I Became a God by Loading Templates

Now the worry is how to write the script according to his own low-class boss's wishes; if he makes a mistake, his Captain America image could be completely ruined.

Without saying a word, Steve stormed off in anger.

Lin Bei, along with Thor, opened a portal and arrived in the Apocalypse Dimension.

The eldest prince of Asgard was stripped of his divine power and honor because of his naive and simple-minded nature, and fell into a period of depression.

He desperately needs someone to help him.

Lin Bei felt he should lend a hand to his nephew who had benefited from his marriage.

"Thor, tell me what happened. How did you get exiled all of a sudden?" Lin Bei asked with concern. "I bet you must have angered your father. I'm also guessing it has something to do with the Frost Giants, right?"

“No!” Thor shook his head and denied it.

Then, looking bewildered, she said, "I don't know what happened. I only know that my father looked very tired, like he had been doing a lot of hard labor. But my mother seemed very happy, and she looked much younger."

Finally, my father suddenly started to dislike me in every way, and he even beat me.

Thor's description made Lin Bei think of Odin wanting to practice his trumpet.

However, this was just a guess, and Lin Bei decided it was best not to tell Thor.

Thor opened up and started talking, full of complaints and grievances.

He started rambling on and on to Lin Bei.

"My father pointed at me and berated me, saying that I was idle all day long and that if I continued like this, I would never become a qualified king."

I laughed at that moment. I'm the eldest prince of Asgard!

If I don't inherit it, who else could possibly pop up out of nowhere?

"I probably got beaten up because I laughed too loudly."

"You know, I'm not afraid of getting beaten up, but I can't get beaten up for no reason."

So I told my father that even if I couldn't become king, there was still Loki!

However, I know that Loki wants to become king, but with my intelligence, I've long seen that my father would never hand the throne to Loki.

Where has Loki been lately?

I asked my father, and he said he'd sent him to an extracurricular class.

The people of Asgard supported the second prince, but the second prince didn't care. The third princess went to great lengths to get to the throne, so the eldest princess stepped in and killed all those who opposed her.

This story is really interesting. Lin Bei rolled his eyes. The struggle for the throne in Asgard can be summarized in one sentence.

The unavailable is always in a commotion, and the favored have no fear.

That might be a bit inappropriate, because neither Thor nor Loki cared about the throne.

Even Loki, who was ambitious and wanted to become king, didn't want the throne. What he wanted was to prove that he was better than Thor and gain Odin's approval.

The two immature princes, influenced by the power of Asgard, treated the throne as a game and never seriously considered the responsibilities of being a king.

Thinking about it this way, it's understandable that Odin wanted to practice with a trumpet.

Unfortunately, the Aesir, being a warrior race, were not as easygoing as the Saiyans.

Odin having two children already indicates a powerful seed.

Lin Bei decided to ask something more serious, "Nephew, when Odin threw you into Earth, did he say when your exile would end?"

"No, my father is very disappointed in me. I may never be able to return to Asgard in this lifetime."

Upon hearing this, Thor immediately felt a sense of gloom and became listless.

"How could that be? If it were truly an indefinite exile, Odin wouldn't have thrown the hammer and you into Earth together. You would still have a chance; you could pick up the hammer and become a brand new hammer god."

"Really?" Thor asked skeptically.

"Otherwise what?"

"Odin wouldn't want Steve or Natasha to become Thor, would he?" Lin Bei shrugged.

Although Lin Bei also wanted to keep the benefits within the family, Odin would only do that if he had dementia.

"Isn't that right? That's exactly what I thought!" Thor's eyes widened. Lin Bei's words made him restless. Having been the majestic God of Thunder for so long, he didn't want to spend the rest of his life as an ordinary citizen.

Lin Bei felt that he might have overestimated Thor's intelligence. The key was that Thor's intelligence fluctuated wildly, making him truly unpredictable.

"Sorcerer Supreme, do you have any way to help me regain the approval of Mjolnir? If it's you, you definitely can!" Thor's eyes gleamed as he said, "Can you teach me? I want to become the true God of Thunder, instead of being called the God of Hammers behind my back."

'Just gouge out one of your eyes, and sacrifice your parents to the heavens.'

Lin Bei narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Thor from head to toe: "I do have a way. The principle of controlling lightning is actually very simple, not as complicated as you think. It's like fighting. If you want to hit someone, you have to learn how to take a beating first."

"What?"

"I understand the principle that you need to practice getting beaten before you can hit someone, but what does that have to do with controlling lightning? Getting struck by lightning won't turn you into a thunder god!"

Thor felt that Lin Bei had ill intentions, not because he had become smarter, but because Lin Bei's purpose was too obvious; even a fool could see it.

Lin Bei looked Thor straight in the eye and said seriously, "Thor, getting struck by lightning really can turn you into the God of Thunder, believe me!"

Thor shook his head repeatedly; with his current mortal physique, he would be charred after just two strikes.

"If others can't, you definitely can! You are Thor!" Lin Bei said, picking up Thor's hammer from the side and solemnly asking, "What do you think Thor's hammer is? Is it a symbol of Thor?"

"Isn't it?"

"Big mistake!"

Lin Bei slapped Thor's arm in exasperation and said, "Asgardians have lifted Mjolnir before, but none of them earned the title of Thor. Only you are called Thor. Why?"

Thor swayed slightly, then frowned and asked curiously, "Who are those Asgardians you're talking about? Besides my father, who else is there? I don't know them."

Lin Bei ignored Thor's question and said earnestly, "Thor, the hammer is just a tool. It may have the power to allow one to control thunder, but it is not the reason why you are called the God of Thunder."

"Impossible! It was called Thor's Hammer when I was born!"

Lin Bei slapped him again with his backhand and continued, "I told you, this is just a tool. If you're obsessed with the hammer, then you're just a hammer, no, you're a hammer god."

"Oh dear!" Thor frowned. "I think I've broken my arm!"

Lin Bei scoffed, "You've only had your power sealed, but you're still an Asgardian at heart. You're making a fuss over such a small injury. That's too effeminate."

"Odin gave you the hammer so that you could control your power and be more focused. The hammer is a guide, not the source of your power."

"..."

Lin Bei's words made Thor think. Indeed, since meeting Lin Bei many years ago, after Thor's hammer changed hands several times, his love for the hammer was not as deep as before. He would hold onto it no matter what he did, whether eating, sleeping, or going to the toilet.

He gradually discovered that without relying on the hammer, his strength had not diminished; in fact, it had become much stronger.

"Supreme Master, I often toss and turn at night, feeling a restless force within me. Could it be...?"

Lin Bei slapped Thor to the ground with a dark face. "Shut up, you idiot. I'm talking to you about serious matters, don't spout nonsense."

"I didn't!" Thor said, propping himself up on the ground with a wronged expression. "I'm serious. I can feel the power surging within me, but without the hammer, I have no idea how to channel it out. Is that the power of Thor?"

"Uh, if you say so, then it must be true." Lin Bei narrowed his eyes and pulled Thor up. "Use your power and let me feel it."

“I can’t do it, my power has been taken away by my father.” Thor said, and seeing Lin Beiyin about to kick him, he quickly said, “Wait, don’t do it yet, let me try.”

Thor closed his eyes and tried to sense the power within his body. The power, which was originally faint, was now tightly wrapped in plastic wrap because of Odin's seal.

Thor tried several times, but could not sense anything at all.

It can't even be done with sensors, let alone be used.

Thor's face turned red and his neck bulged, his whole body tense up, and the way he exerted himself made it seem as if he was competing with someone in strength.

Lin Bei, fearing that he might overdo it and cause some food damage on his own turf, slapped him to the ground again and shouted, "Thor, you're not sensing power correctly. If you continue like this, you'll never be able to resonate with the power within your body."

"I know, I've already said my power has been taken away, but you insist I can still have it~"

"Let's talk this out, don't kick me!"

Faced with physical pressure, Thor immediately adopted a pragmatic approach.

Lin Bei shook his head.

He raised his hand, and arcs of electricity crackled in his palm. Lightning danced and leaped in its center, and the elements materialized into various small animals, striking poses and behaving themselves.

Elemental magic was something Lin Bei recently added to his repertoire.

Unfortunately, unlike the Thor's power, this is just pure elemental power. Thor's power is different.

But it was imbued with divine power—thunder.

Thor watched Lin Bei skillfully manipulate lightning with envy. He couldn't do it even when he had Mjolnir, let alone now.

Lin Bei said earnestly, "Thor, hold it."

Thor: "Huh?"

"Hold it, sense it, and then guide the power within you." Lin Bei instructed, "You have a good father. The exile is an excuse, and the sealing is also to help you better sense the power within you. Believe in yourself, you can do it."

"Really?" Thor was skeptical, his eyes reflecting leaping lightning, feeling as if touching it would kill him.

"Believe in yourself, you are Thor."

"Okay, I'll trust you this once!"

Upon hearing the title 'Thor,' Thor felt an immense surge of pride and grabbed the materialized lightning with his large hand.

"Crack!"

Thor's entire body stiffened, and electric arcs raced wildly across his skin, instantly transforming him into the Golden Lion King.

He stiffened his neck, opened his mouth wide, his eyes rolled back, and finally he passed out, spitting out black smoke. His body trembled uncontrollably, like a fish out of water struggling helplessly.

Lin Bei looked speechlessly at Thor, who was trembling on the ground.

I never imagined this would happen.

He had been giving Thor very serious pointers, but it turned out that Thor was genuinely afraid of electricity.

I gave Thor a treatment.

Thor instantly revived, leaping up from the ground with full health.

Seemingly realizing that the surrounding environment was unusual, they casually put what had just happened out of their minds.

"Supreme Sorcerer, is this the Apocalypse Dimension, your territory?"