The traveling frog is living a carefree life in the Marvel universe.

"Do you want an apple, or a hundred dollars?"

Thor took the apple from Dr. Boris, took a big bite, and chewed it greedily.

The nurse shook her head slightly.

It seems this lunatic is still not cured.

Dr. Boris looked at Thor: "Don't you know that a hundred dollars is much better than an apple?"

Thor chewed on his apple: "I know, but I know even more that you won't give me a hundred dollars."

Dr. Bellis nodded with satisfaction:

"I don't think he has any major problems."

Between an apple and a hundred dollars, only a fool would choose the apple, but that's just the first level.

Knowing that Apple is harmless is not a big deal, but one hundred dollars is important, so choosing Apple is a secondary consideration.

From this perspective, Thor's logical thinking is very clear.

Dr. Boris then asked, "What if I really gave you a hundred dollars?"

"Then of course I'll choose the hundred yuan."

Thor reached out and stuffed Dr. Berlis's hundred dollars into his pocket.

He actually wanted to be cheeky, so he said, "A hundred dollars is definitely much tastier than an apple."

But after thinking about it, I decided not to make such a joke, otherwise it would be even more difficult to escape from here.

……

New Mexico.

The site where the meteorite fell.

With loud music playing, as if they were having a party, a group of bikers with tattoos and gold chains around their necks gathered around the meteorite crater, having a great time.

They even had a barbecue and beer here.

Ever since the hammer fell from the sky into this crater, people have been coming to the center of the crater and trying to pull it out by hand, but no one has ever been able to move it.

This became a spectacle in New Mexico, attracting people from all around to follow suit.

Meteorites are very valuable, even more valuable than gold.

Could the hammer found in this crater be more valuable than a regular meteorite?

Unfortunately, this silver-white hammer seemed to be rooted to the ground, and no one could shake it.

"Make way, I'll handle this!"

An old man with gray hair, dressed as an old cowboy, walked over.

"Old Stan, you want to give it a try? Aren't you afraid of hurting your back?"

"My back is perfectly fine, thanks to long-term maintenance, the oil is practically overflowing, but you guys, your fuel tanks must be empty by now, right?"

Old Stan stepped forward and fastened the iron chain to the hammer.

The other end of the iron chain was tied to his car.

Just you wait and see!

Old Stan stepped on the gas.

The iron cable connecting the pickup truck's cargo bed to the crater, marked by a silver hammer, was instantly stretched into a straight line.

The pickup truck roared wildly, its four tires screeching against the ground as it tried to pull the hammer out.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud bang, the hammer wasn't pulled out; instead, the back of the pickup truck was blown off its back.

The silver hammer inside the crater remained completely still.

"This damn hammer, can't even be moved by a truck?"

While the group was discussing this, they didn't see that a number of black SUVs had stopped behind them.

"Hey, guys, this isn't something you can touch."

Coulson walked over with his men, smiling.

……

"You don't think that was just a geomagnetic storm, right?"

In the rented small warehouse, Dr. Selvig and Jane discussed the matter.

Dr. Selvig is a brilliant physicist who has done extensive research on gamma rays.

Jane is an astrophysicist.

The two conducted a physical study on the "rainbow bridge" phenomenon observed last night.

"look."

Jane pointed excitedly at the rainbow bridge phenomenon recorded by scientific instruments on the computer screen:

"The lensing effect at the edge is consistent with the characteristics of an Einstein-Rosen bridge."

The Einstein-Rosen bridge, in theory, is a connection point between two spaces, also known as a wormhole.

The Rainbow Bridge in Asgard is indeed, in some ways, the Einstein-Rosen Bridge.

"And Eric, look what this is?"

Jane then placed a newly developed photograph in front of Selvig.

Selvig: "Stars?"

Jane: "Yes, but this isn't our star. Unless it's Ursa Minor on vacation, it's a star somewhere else."

—Well, actually, Jane and her friends used scientific instruments and the Rainbow Bridge to take a very coincidental picture of the star distribution of Asgard.

"Hey, look at this."

Daisy also made a discovery.

Among the photos they posted on the blackboard was one with a blurry figure in mid-air, a figure on the Einstein-Rosen Bridge.

"This is impossible!"

"I can't believe it," Serweg said in disbelief.

Could it be that... the crazy man they encountered last night might have crossed the Einstein-Rosen bridge?

They came to Earth from another time and space.

My God, this is enough to shake the entire scientific community.

And... he said he was Thor, the god of thunder, the son of Odin, the king of the gods. Could that be true too?

Selvig immediately shook his head.

How could Thor possibly be stunned by a stun gun?

"I think we should probably talk to Thor?"

Jane was also somewhat incredulous.

But as Conan Doyle said, if you eliminate all the impossible, what remains, however impossible, is the truth.

If someone were to actually cross the Einstein-Rosen bridge and thoroughly understand this research, she might even win the Nobel Prize in Physics.

You should know that Jane is a scientific fanatic.

Jane picked up her clothes and prepared to leave with Daisy and Selvig.

But suddenly, several SUVs and trucks appeared in front of Jane's warehouse.

“I am a Level 6 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Phil Coulson.”

Coulson showed Jane his S.H.I.E.L.D. credentials and said:

"Miss Jane Foster, for national security reasons, your scientific instruments, atmospheric data, and image records have been requisitioned!"

“Hey, you can’t do that!” Jane exclaimed anxiously, “I don’t even know what S.H.I.E.L.D. is!”

"I'm sorry, but if you have any concerns, you can complain to my superiors."

Coulson waved his hand.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who arrived with Coulson immediately took action, entering the warehouse as if no one else was there, and then very professionally began moving the various scientific instruments that originally belonged to Jane.

"Jane, calm down!"

Selvig stopped Jane in time.

It's normal that Jane is so young and doesn't know about S.H.I.E.L.D., but he does know how powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. is. In terms of power and domineering, it may even be above the FBI and CIA. Arguing with such a violent machine is useless and may even hurt him.

Coulson said, "Miss Jane Foster, what happened last night may be much more serious than you think, so you must leave it to us to handle."

He took out a check, handed it to Jane, and said:

"This should be enough to make up for your loss."

"Shit!" Jane exclaimed angrily, "Perhaps the price of these instruments is not enough to cover the cost of this check, but they represent years of my hard work and research. You can't just buy out my years of research with money! I'm going to sue you for violating my constitutional right—that private property is sacred and inviolable!"

Coulson: "I'm sorry, Miss Foster!"

Jane: "I'll soon figure out something amazing, and I might even win the Nobel Prize in Physics next year. Everything I know about this phenomenon is recorded in these scientific instruments, and you can't just take it whenever you want!"

Coulson always wore a gentle smile, like a mask.

He stood before Jane, letting the spit dry on her face.

However, the men he brought quickly emptied almost Jane's warehouse.

Coulson nodded to Jane:

Thank you for your cooperation!

He turned around and got back into his SUV.

They were about to leave.