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

Bai Ye was certainly familiar with this bespectacled bald man; he was the one who had been completely fooled in the elevator by Captain America Rogers with his "Hello, Hydra" greeting!

"Nice to meet you."

The bespectacled, bald-headed Sylviet chuckled and shook hands with Bai Ye.

Of course, he couldn't possibly be a stranger to Bai Ye.

A superhuman with abilities at the level of a natural disaster.

They were even bold enough to mow the White House lawn.

Hydra has also taken action on this matter and has already obtained leverage over him. Given time, they may be able to bring him under their control.

Thinking of this, Silvet glanced at Coulson again.

This is all thanks to Coulson's efforts!

Coulson then pointed to the archers dressed as they came up behind Sylvie and said:

"This is Agent Patton, a Level 8 agent, primarily responsible for base security."

Of course, although Sylvie and Hawkeye were both higher-ranking than Coulson, Coulson was the one in charge of the base.

Hawkeye Barton, with a cold expression, showed no intention of speaking to Bai Ye.

He didn't speak, and Bai Ye certainly wouldn't try to win him over.

After a brief introduction...

Coulson then took Bai Ye to the room where they were settled.

"Mr. Baiye, may I ask you something, Mr. Thor? What do you like?"

Coulson knew that Thor, having gained two parts of Thor's power, had become one of the world's top superhumans, the kind that could only be coaxed and not threatened. So, of course, he had to find a way to please Thor.

"Big bone sticks, dog toys, games..."

Coulson: "???"

Isn't this still just a dog?

……

Inside the makeshift interrogation room.

Thor sat in the chair with a blank stare.

Coulson stood before him and sighed softly:

"My men have received the most rigorous training, yet you utterly defeated them. This really hurts our feelings!"

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are the elite of the elite; if placed among ordinary people, they could probably take on ten people at once without much trouble.

But Thor killed them one by one with a single punch, cutting straight through.

Moreover, he relies solely on physical attributes and fighting skills, without any extraordinary abilities.

It certainly saddened Coulson.

"In my experience, only those who have undergone similar training can possess your level of skill."

Where do you train?

"Pakistan? Chechnya? Or Afghanistan?"

"You look more like a mercenary. Where are you operating? South Africa?"

"Some teams will spend a lot of money to hire a mercenary like you. Who exactly are you?"

Coulson's words had no effect whatsoever. Thor remained in a daze, his own Meowth Hammer promiscuous, not only refusing to acknowledge himself, but also acknowledging a dog, and even a man who appeared out of nowhere.

What's the point of him living then?

Moreover, he was indeed banished by his father Odin, lost Thor's hammer, and could only live like an ordinary person from then on!

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Having grown accustomed to being the omnipotent God of Thor, how could he be willing to become an ordinary person whom he could once crush with a single finger?

“No matter what, we’ll find out. We’re very good at this!” Coulson said patiently.

Coulson tried his best to persuade Thor, but it was of no use to him.

Now nothing else matters. Without Mjolnir, Thor feels his whole world has turned gray.

None of that matters anymore, nothing matters anymore!

Coulson was about to say something when suddenly his phone rang.

Excuse me for a moment.

Coulson left the room temporarily.

Immediately after Coulson left, the air in the interrogation room seemed to drop several degrees.

Loki, what are you doing here?

Thor suddenly saw Loki walk in, his eyes widening in surprise.

Ordinary mortals could no longer make Thor, whose heart had turned to ashes, speak; only his beloved little brother could bring Thor back to life.

I must see you!

Loki's face was grave, and his expression was extremely grim.

"What happened? Tell me, is it about Jotunheim?" Thor, sensing something was wrong from Loki's expression, said urgently, "Let me explain to my father!"

"My father is dead!"

Loki said sadly.

"what?"

Thor found it unbelievable.

He couldn't believe that his father, Odin, the ruler of the nine realms and king of the gods, who had been invincible throughout his life, was dead...

How can it be?

"This is impossible!"

Tears welled up in Thor's eyes:

"Loki, you must be lying to me, right?"

Thor knew that Loki often deceived his overly impulsive brother.

However, Thor also had a vague sense of unease, because it was common knowledge in the Nine Realms that his father Odin's lifespan was nearing its end.

If it weren't for the frost giant suddenly breaking into Odin's vault during the ceremony, he would have successfully taken over the throne of Asgard from Odin.

“Father is very old, as you know. He has already slept through Odin’s Sleep many times before. And this time… your exile, the threat of war, all of this is too much for him to bear.” Loki’s eyes also began to well up with tears as he said, “Please don’t blame yourself. I know you love him. I tried to tell him, but he just wouldn’t listen!”

"It's cruel. He put Thor's hammer here, but you can never pull it out."

"Now the heavy responsibility of the throne falls on my shoulders."

Can I go home?

Thor asked, his voice trembling.

His father is dead. He doesn't want anything anymore, not even the Meow Hammer or the throne. He just wants to go home and see his father off on his final journey.

By this time, Thor had realized his mistake.

He shouldn't have started a war that would affect the Nine Realms just for his pathetic pride and selfish desires.

Loki said with great regret:

"The condition for the truce at Jotunheim is your permanent exile!"

"Okay, but isn't there any other way..."

Loki was in a difficult position: "Besides... Mother won't allow you to go back! She believes that Father's death was caused by you."

"I've come to say goodbye. Goodbye, brother, I'm so sorry!"

"No, I should be the one apologizing. Thank you for coming here and telling me all this!"

Thor had lived for thousands of years, but the moment he heard that his father had been angered to death by him, he suddenly seemed to grow up.

Goodbye!

Loki, with a sorrowful expression, slowly turned around.

Thor muttered to himself:

"goodbye!"

"goodbye?"

Colson returned from outside the interrogation room, puzzled:

"I just got back."

Thor lowered his head again.

He didn't want to talk to this foolish mortal who was being manipulated by his brother's magic but still acted all high and mighty.

……

They left the makeshift interrogation room.

Loki almost burst out laughing like a pig.

This silly older brother is as gullible as ever!

Even though he knows he's the god of tricks and pranks, this onii-chan always believes whatever he says!

He's acting like an idiot.

But that's fine, let him continue to be so decadent, no longer thinking about regaining his Thor powers and becoming the crown prince of Asgard.

From then on, Onii-chan obediently lived the life of a mortal. Perhaps when he got tired of being the King of Asgard, the position would be returned to him.

"but……"

Loki frowned: