Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"Although it's not an extremely heavy truck, for ordinary people, the result of such a truck collision can only have one outcome." Then Coulson took out the photo in Chapter 2, "It's definitely not the kind that can jump from a five-story building without any damage after being hit."

"You look very weak?" Thor, who continued to drink beer, looked at the photo with a nonchalant look. He did not directly answer Coulson's question. Instead, he asked a question at his own pace, "Have you been eyeing me for a long time?"

"We've been paying attention to this area since that colorful light." Coulson put away the photos. "A lot of things happen on Earth every year, but this one is obviously a bit scary."

"It seems that you Midgardians have had bad luck recently." Thor pointed at the news, "How come you and the Skrulls... No, I should say why there are so many Skrulls in Midgard."

"Midgard?" Coulson muttered the word. He knew that the man in front of him didn't want to answer his question, so he could only get the information he wanted bit by bit. This would be a protracted battle. "We don't know how the Skrulls infiltrated the Earth, and by the time we found out, there were already millions of these guys who called themselves refugees in Ukraine."

"..." Sitwell suddenly took out his phone and looked at it, then said calmly, "So you don't know about another hot spot these days?"

"What's the hot spot?"

"It's nearby, the hammer pulling contest."

"Bang! Where's my Mjolnir!?"

2-156 Invitation

Coulson and Sitwell didn't waste any time talking. Coulson directly took out a photo of the hammer from his pocket, but now the hammer was being observed by various cables and devices, just like a critically ill patient with all kinds of tubes inserted into him.

"What did you do to Mjolnir?" Thor looked at the photo and looked at the two people in front of him with a serious face. As a warrior, he could not accept that the people in front of him desecrated his weapon.

"You can understand it as an investigation, or as research." Coulson now hoped that Lancer had removed Shockwave's energy-absorbing device, otherwise the guy in front of him would definitely wave his fist in anger, and he would be the one in trouble. After all, Lancer had those powerful women to protect him, but he didn't.

"We don't know what this is. The only thing we know is that we can't lift it. We need to conduct some necessary investigations to avoid any secondary disasters." Sitwell added, and then he spread his hands, "After all, compared to interstellar civilizations, humans are still in a very ignorant stage."

"Although I want to say that I understand, don't you have any concept of honor?" Thor supported himself on the table with both hands, and the anger on his face was no longer concealed. This was his weapon, his pride! "Take me there! I want my weapon back!"

"Are you sure?" Coulson looked at the guy who jumped into the pit almost completely according to Lancer's guess. For some reason, he felt a rare sense of sympathy in his heart.

"Yes!" Thor stood up, thought for some reason, turned around and looked at Jane Foster, "I would like to invite you to go with me and witness all this. This is the only way I can thank you."

"Uh...ah...me?" Jane was completely confused. The most fundamental reason why she picked up this big guy was that she bumped into him. Of course, she also admitted that this big guy was a very charming person. Last night when they were observing astronomical information as usual, he showed amazing erudition. He could tell the position of stars with just a finger and all kinds of interstellar data and information. Many consultations that have not been verified by humans seemed as simple as "theorems" to him.

Plus he has a great body with eight-pack abs (cross this line out).

"Yes, as a thank you." He gently held up Jane's hand and kissed it.

"Do you want the military to support your research?" Sitwell handed a cell phone to Professor Shavig. "The commander of the United Nations Expeditionary Special Operations Command is waiting for your answer."

"Hello... Hello!" Professor Shavig swallowed and said with a stammer after taking the phone, "I'm Shavig."

"Hello, Professor Shavig, if it is convenient, please bring your two students to the base. I'll be waiting for you next to the hammer. For various reasons, I am interested in you and your research. If you are willing, the Anaheim company controlled by the United Nations will summon you." Lancer's voice came from the communication.

Just kidding, the big guy in Avengers 1 who used the space gem shell to make the cosmic cube and opened the space tunnel is the most ignored person in the movie world. He was so miserable that he ran naked in Thor 2...

This person may be the first person in the world to figure out how to use the Cosmic Cube. If you put the Space Stone in someone else's hands, they wouldn't know how to use it. You have to know that if you count the time of World War II, humans have had the Cosmic Cube for more than 80 years! This person is the only one who used it correctly!

"Is it the United Nations?" Shavig was stunned for a moment. Compared with the US military, the reputation of the United Nations is much better, which instantly dispelled many of his doubts. "What can I do?"

"You should have heard of your profession. We have obtained some alien technology, including interstellar flight. I think you are a very suitable scientist among the relevant practitioners. If you can come as soon as possible, Mr. Stark is in the base." After Lancer said this, he subconsciously looked up at Stark and Doom who were monitoring the status of Mjolnir's hammer after the energy absorption device was removed.

Stark, who was standing opposite him, looked at Doom smugly. Doom glanced at Stark with a look as if he was looking at a fool. This guy was so proud of Lancer's borrowing of his name, and he was so happy to be sold. Doom felt it was cheap to take such a guy seriously, so he ignored him.

"Okay, then we'll meet and talk later." Lanser hung up the phone and looked up at Shockwave, who was obviously in a bad mood. "Big guy, have you hidden your things?"

"It's all packed up. It's really amazing. It's a pity that I don't know when I'll have such an opportunity again." Shockwave glanced at the hammer. Should they also get a few similar artifacts to absorb energy? For the Decepticons, this batch of energy blocks is very valuable. Many old Decepticons have recovered well after absorbing these energy blocks. It can be said that the entire Decepticon group has benefited a lot.

"Don't panic, there should be many things with similar abilities, just slowly look for them when the time comes." Lanser shook his head. In a sense, this thing played a certain role for the Decepticons, similar to the bathhouse that they owned in a certain plane. It was a pity that he had tried it with those coins, but it didn't work. It seemed that the hot spring was also a special existence born with the different powers and systems of each plane.

"I understand. I will take these energy blocks back to the island in the Caribbean. I will leave this to you." Shockwave decided not to look at it. If he looked at it a few more times, Shockwave was worried that he would have to fight a golden-haired man for the hammer.

After he finished speaking, Shockwave began to act quickly. A group of robots began to move under his command. These energy blocks were about to be delivered to the exploded hangar. If nothing unexpected happened, they would soon reach the base that the Decepticons were building and then be stored. In the future, they would definitely be given as important prizes by Megatron to the Decepticons who had made great contributions in the war.

"So the master of this hammer is here?" Stark looked at the clock. "It takes about 40 minutes to drive from the town to here. There is no traffic jam here, so we will finish this research soon."

"Doom, explain to him what the trial is." Lancer looked at Stark, hesitated, sighed and said.

"Through some things, I have realized some truths. Obviously, this matter will not end so easily. Now that guy has not changed at all. At the very least, he must understand some things and meet the requirements of the guy who decided to give him the trial. Only then will it end." Doom actually said it very carefully. He looked at Lancer, "It's a pity that we don't know the cause and effect, otherwise we can arrange some scripts to let this guy feel it."

"Coulson and the others didn't complete the mission very well. No... maybe it should be said that they completed the mission that was not the one I suggested." Lancer sighed, "So maybe we can let him experience the content that must be included in all trials first."

"Frustration?" Stark held a special pen and tapped Mjolnir. A burst of electric current hit his iron armor, but did not cause any harm to Stark.

"Maybe you can go up and beat him up, but I think if you don't wear the armor, this might become a setback in your 'trial'." Doom glanced at Stark who was hammering there, "What are you going to do?"

"First use courtesy and then force. Then let him break in. I will let Marco fight him here, and finally let him try to pull up this precious hammer." Lancer shrugged.

"It sounds like you don't plan to use your arrangements." Stark frowned and looked at Lancer. After all, Lancer was in this place to kill someone or something. Everything was done to

To project the greatest possible firepower in the shortest possible time.

At least, whether it was Stark or Doom, neither of them wanted to use their battle suits to see if they could really withstand these horrific attacks head-on. After all, they could really lose their lives if they were not careful.

"Yes, the target is not him. If the bad scenario I imagined really unfolds, the person who wants to assassinate him should not be far away." Lancer looked at Mjolnir, "I just had an impulse to see if I should take a gamble." Lancer curled his lips, "After all, from what we know, when the trial reaches the final stage, the trial-taker will most likely encounter a desperate situation, and then suddenly explode and reverse the situation, although most of this content is literary creation and cannot be taken seriously."

"That's your decision." Doom turned and walked towards his own experimental table. Now was his last chance. He didn't know if the other party would really face a big setback as Lancer said. But for him, the only thing he knew was that he didn't have much time left. The power he longed for was so close to him, but missing it seemed to be an inevitable result.

"Good luck, Lancer...General." Stark's attitude was even more direct. After all, Lancer had to worry about different things than them. For Stark himself, Lancer now provided a very interesting research project, which was worth his stay. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better for him to go back and study the spaceship delivered by the Skrulls?

"Okay, you guys should also be careful and don't get affected."

"You seem very confident in your own judgment."

"Yes."

2-157 up!

"The guest is approaching our lair. Everyone, afternoon tea time is cancelled." Saint Martin was lying on the artillery reconnaissance post, using the telescope in his hand to look at the convoy speeding on the road. "The Wanderer Squad is back. Our protagonist is here. I have to say, this ally is really convenient."

"Yeah, if there's anything you don't know, just ask them and you'll know. Asgard... How did our ancestors come to an alliance with such an interstellar empire?" Sarentino from Spain stuck his head out. Although he was a kilometer away, because the terrain was high and there was nothing blocking the view except the hillside in front, he could see the convoy moving on the distant road. Even without a telescope, he could see the convoy.

"I'm more curious about how the commander reached an alliance with those Cybertronians, and as an individual, which is really..." Hunter muttered.

"Look at you, if you weren't a man, you would probably climb into the commander's bed. I've never seen you so obsessed with it." Lei Lao Hu made a fake kicking gesture in annoyance. Get lost, I've never seen a man dancing on the anger tank of those women all day long.

"In the UK, men are not bad either..." Hunter said with a smile, then raised his eyebrows at Lei Lao Hu, who instantly showed a disgusted expression.

"Come on, all sentries, report, have you found anyone following you?" Today's temporary frontline commander, Lennox, leaned against the parapet, put down the communication equipment, and immediately said to the people around him, "This is really not something a human would do."

The leader of a group of arrogant soldiers and generals, not even from the same country, is definitely not an easy job, even if it is just a three-day shift. To put it nicely, no one obeys anyone else. To put it bluntly, it is "Who are you? Commanding your uncle!"

In this base, unless you can kill others in the civil war, just like when Lei Lao Hu was the temporary leader, everyone would give you face. After all, although you were also killed by the girls in the leadership, at least we can't beat you, but Lennox and his men obviously can't reach such a standard, so sometimes they can only use the tone of discussion to do it. Only Lennox himself understands this frustration.

Of course, there is not only one way like Lei Lao Hu, who beats up everyone. There is another way, which is to treat everyone everywhere like San Martin did. With his financial ability, everyone will give him face to some extent.

There's no way around it, the military is just that realistic.

"Point A was not found."

"Same as point B."

"There's nothing at point C, and there doesn't seem to be anything suspicious flying in the sky." He gave a brief report on a few points.

"Including the one we just shot down, there are a total of 12 planes, not ours. Very good, none of you forgot to turn on the jammers, that's great, it looks like I have to add some spice to your training when you come back to deepen your impression." There was a hint of disappointment in Lanser's tone, these guys have been controlled by their wives for so long, they even knew to turn on the jammers on the training ground, now we let you out for actual combat, you don't know how to do it again, right?

"..." A group of top special forces soldiers in various countries suddenly became angry. What the hell? They want to increase the stakes?! They are not human anymore, are they?

"Okay, now keep your eyes open and don't leave any loopholes for me." Lancer threatened his subordinates in the communication, put on his hat, turned around and walked towards the only place in this simple base where he could meet guests. Under a camouflage net used as a sunshade, there was a meeting room made from a container. Every morning, Lancer or M4 went to a place where special operations officers handed over the daily defense content.

"Hello, Prince of Asgard, renowned warrior among the stars, His Majesty Thor.

Lancer simply saluted Thor, then extended his hand to him, "I am the head of this base, Major General Lancer of the United Nations Expeditionary Special Operations Command on Earth. You can call me Lancer. It's nice to meet you."

When Lancer said this, Jane Foster covered her mouth and looked at her classmates who were also shocked. Is this silly big guy really a prince? A prince from Asgard in outer space?! Ah, this!

My heart is beating a little fast!

"The general doesn't look that strong..." Thor looked at Lancer strangely. In his opinion, this room was full of danger, but the danger came from the people behind Lancer, not Lancer himself. Moreover, these women were obviously wearing plain clothes, and they didn't look like the soldiers seen outside.

"Our general doesn't need to lead the charge, and we are indeed not as talented as you." Lancer said with a smile. How strong is Steve's body after being strengthened by the potion? He can pull the helicopter in takeoff with his arm strength, and the pure physical strength of the person in front of him may be even more terrifying than Steve, the peak of human beings.

Stark and Doom have deployed some detection equipment and magic, ready to observe what might happen and see to what extent the physical strength of a god can be achieved in Lancer's mouth.

"This is indeed an option, but I don't care about this. Where is my Mjolnir?" Thor looked at his hands, shook hands with Lancer, and then looked at Lancer with some pride, "In the name of Asgard, I thank you for keeping Mjolnir."

"..." Lancer looked at the golden-haired Husky in front of him, "I'm sorry, I refuse to show you directly." Lancer shook his head, "I have a general understanding of your situation. According to the description of my ally, the Archon of the Cybertron Empire, this doesn't seem to be the first time this has happened?"

When Lancer talked about the Archon of the Cybertron Empire, Thor frowned in front of him. In the war in Ukraine, it was not uncommon to see these Cybertron robots fighting. He even saw the figure of the head of the Cybertron Empire's military who had set off a metal craze throughout the universe.

"Megatron... is he on Earth?" Thor hesitated for a moment and changed the subject. Even a god would be embarrassed, okay! And this topic is also very important.

"Because of some accidents, he is temporarily living on Earth." Lancer nodded without saying anything more.

"You should be aware of the fact that their reputation in the universe may not be much better than that of the Skrulls." Thor waved his hand and said with an expression that said, "How can you be so courageous?"

After all, for the whole world, between being infiltrated and having your head replaced, and being run over by a wave of metal, the former is probably the better option. After all, being beaten to your knees by the Decepticons can really kill a lot of people! The Skrulls usually target the upper class, so unless you are already a person with very sharp social contradictions, not many people will die.

"We know it very well and are even making preparations. If they want to restore their former dignity, they need some support, and we also need something. At least at this stage, it is mutually beneficial." Lancer said with a smile. The United Nations Expeditionary Special Operations Command has two missions. One is to cooperate with the Decepticons in combat, and the other is that if one day, humans must have a way to deal with it...

"If this is your choice." Thor scratched his head. This kind of thing was a bit far-fetched for him. After all, he was usually responsible for rushing on the front line and doing what he wanted to do. "So why?"

"If you are qualified now, you should just call it directly, right?" Lancer looked at Thor in front of him, "Now it is your father's decision. As Midgard, should we abide by the agreement with Asgard God King Odin, or obey you?"

"You..." Thor was instantly filled with anger and looked at Lancer. Then he was somewhat surprised to see Lancer took a step back. He glanced at the door and looked at Lancer with an unexpected look. You actually know this stuff, that's great.

"So, I think you can understand that we will firmly guard the covenant of the God-King." Lanser emphasized again, then turned sideways and folded his arms. The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became weird.

"Please step back." Coulson took a deep breath. Lancer, this guy, has started. I'll trick you and you still have to thank me! He glanced at Sitwell beside him without any expression. Sitwell was indeed frowning, and felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar.

"Hmph! Let's see if you can stop me!" Thor took a step forward, lifted up the table in front of him, and smashed it towards Lancer.

"Bang!" The agent thrust his hands forward and passed through the two cross rings that flew out from Lancer's arm. His swung fist not only immediately held up the spinning table, but then he pressed the table down with his backhand. The moment he looked up with a frown, he saw Thor rushing out.

"Sound the battle alert. Someone has invaded the base. All units use non-lethal ammunition! Capture the enemy alive! I repeat, capture the enemy alive!" Lanser shrugged as he watched the back of the person rushing out of the room.

"Capture the opposing team alive and receive three days of paid vacation, a $10000 bonus, and priority in new toys and equipment."

"Sir, why do I feel like you are the devil in disguise?" Lennox looked at the eager attitudes on the faces of the guys around him.

"Oh, it's just that as a businessman, I have a little understanding of the weaknesses of human nature."

"Go! Everyone attack! Team A! Block his attack route! Thunder Tiger! If you can't hold him back! Tomorrow our three teams will beat up your one team! Take down that prince! Don't let Marco and the others get away with it!"

2-158 Thor's Strength and Jane Foster's Physical Examination

"Lenox, you are just seeking revenge for personal gain!" Lei Lao Hu's curses roared through the radio, but a whole team of Chinese soldiers rushed forward, "Hit his legs! Hit his legs! Suppress him with fire! Don't let him get through!"

A sniper turned over and jumped directly to the second floor of the building. At the moment of turning over, he threw the backpack on his back directly in front of him, rolled over, put his gun in place, inhaled, turned on the safety, and fired three shots in a row! One of the three rubber bullets hit his thigh, and the other hit his knee!

"Roar!" Thor roared in pain, but he didn't even stumble, and continued to run forward. At this time, several more shots kept coming. The two snipers who were shooting at the legs had learned one thing during this period of time: if your shooting doesn't produce the effect you want, then keep shooting! Until the target stops moving!

"I curse you!" Thor roared angrily. He felt that his butt was about to split apart. It was indeed the case. Compared to his quickly moving thighs, his butt was obviously bearing more pain than it should have.

"What are you two doing? Shoot!" Lei Lao Hu said dissatisfiedly. Normally his shooting skills were very accurate, but why did it seem to be useless today?

"We've used up one magazine!" While quickly replacing the magazine, the sniper looked up and prepared to shoot again. Then he saw his captain, the famous Lei Lao Hu, rushing towards Thor fiercely. After firing an assault rifle into the air, he fired a series of bursts from his pistol, but Thor did not stop. His series of dodging actions showed his rich combat experience.

Then the two snipers watched in horror as Lei Lao Hu's fierce knee strike hit him directly, but was caught by Thor, who then grabbed him and smashed him to the ground! They watched Lei Lao Hu spurt out a mouthful of blood! But he still tried to hold his opponent's arm tightly, buying a little time for his teammates.

"This is your own choice!" Thor rounded his hand and grabbed the Thunder Tiger that was trying to clamp him, and swept it horizontally, knocking away several soldiers who rushed over. However, the tip of one of the soldiers' knife pierced his arm fiercely, but Thor didn't care and punched the other person in the stomach. The soldier even spat out the overnight meal, and flew to the side and fainted.

"Team A has been breached! Repeat! Team A has been breached!" The sniper pulled the trigger while not forgetting to report the current battle situation on his side. Almost at the first encounter, the human side's number one special operations team was breached by the opponent. The only result achieved was a knife scraping injury on the opponent's shoulder, but it seemed that the opponent had no intention of retreating at all.

"Damn it! The opponent's physical strength is not right! Treat him as Marco! His fighting skills are more power-oriented! Attack with at least 3 people at the same time!" Lennox did not choose to rush down immediately. Although the bounty offered by Lancer was very tempting, he only let his team members rush down, and he insisted on observing the situation from a high place.

"Teams B, D, and E! Team B, you guys move back and provide cover fire while moving towards the laboratory. This guy is going there! Even if we can't kill him, at least let him feel some pain. The unlucky guys in Team A, please hide!" As Lennox gave the order, a series of noisy footsteps approached quickly.

(Except for the two snipers who were still targeting Thor's butt and legs, the other members of Team A shrank back while cursing. After all, being hit by a rubber bullet really hurts.)

Team B is currently made up of Italians, and they chose to follow Lennox's position, stopping and starting to shoot at Thor. A series of rubber bullets headed for Thor's chest and forehead. Although for Thor's physical strength, the lethality of the rubber bullets posed no threat at all. At most, it was like being poked by a needle.

Being stabbed more than a dozen times in one second, even the top warriors of Asgard can't stand it! He roared and grabbed a piece of leftover wood from the ground, blocking the bullets like a shield, but in doing so, his vision was damaged, and after getting rid of the attack of Team A, his speed slowed down again.

Then the American and French teams rushed forward, as well as the British who made a detour to intercept the Italian team. Although the current ranking is based on actual battle results, since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Everyone was more or less holding their breath, wanting to win the unexpected bounty of their commander this time, $10,000, which was not a small amount of money, especially the feeling of robbing money from these people, which doubled the strong sense of honor.

"Damn this guy..." Lennox looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.

The team members and other soldiers who rushed in amidst the hail of bullets were easily knocked to the ground by the opponent's swinging fists and kicks, and then they knocked away the defending soldiers behind them like a roaring heavy truck and rushed directly to the rear.

"Damn it! If I could use real ammunition..." Lei Lao Hu put one hand on his waist and stood up shakily. In the end, the soldier wielding a dagger left several wounds on Thor's body, but they were all knocked down one by one.

"Thank you for your hard work. But unfortunately, if you are issued live ammunition, you will probably cause humans to be severely beaten by Asgard's interrogation fleet and sentenced to death by the military court." Lancer's somewhat teasing voice came through their communication headsets.

"Cough... cough... General..." San Martin shook his head. He now felt that his stomach and lungs were tied together, and every breath was burning. But even so, he still had a damn feeling. It seemed that this big blond guy was holding back.

"Speak." Lancer said simply.

"...You have 'Aurora' here, right? How many are there?" Saint Martin hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Lancer in person when he saw him. He wanted to know what level this Asgard prince was compared to theirs, but if he asked now, and Lancer really gave them an answer that would make them bleed and despair, how could they bear it!

"Hmph... All of you are defeated, and you still have the nerve to ask this... Forget it, just come over here and be the test subjects... It's a bargain for you." Lancer shook his head. If nothing unexpected happened, Loki would be here soon, and they would have to join the battle. "My direct team will take over from now on."

"Ah... I've seen it." Sarentino looked at the group of girls who were swinging chains to whip Thor, with an uneasy look on his face. Tsk, why didn't they think of it? Where could they get the chains?

"Okay, the stuff will be taken to the infirmary. Lennox, your team performed the worst. The Pentagon asked me to punish you. After you get the injection, go to night duty. The first and second half of the night are yours." Lancer said with a smile. The surveillance video signal here is uploaded. When the fight starts here, the White House and the Pentagon can see what happens here and what orders Lancer gave. The Pentagon was very dissatisfied when they saw that under the command of Lennox, the top soldiers were almost knocked down like vegetables in close combat!

Even if he jumped face to face with the Decepticons, it wouldn't turn out like this! So before Lancer could say anything more, the Pentagon sent a message to Lancer, asking Lancer to punish Lennox who commanded this battle, and to give the American soldiers more training!