Chapter 4 - Ch: 126-133

Chapter 126 The Doctor Gets Angry, and the White Queen Suffers

Bang, bang, bang!

Three consecutive punches landed on Sand Dust Angel's stomach, making her eyes bulge and causing her to feel a little nauseous.

A left punch, then a right punch to her face, a flurry of punches and kicks, a smooth combo, followed by a three-kick spinning finish.

Not being knocked back, that's what hurt the most!

If she could have been knocked flying, she might have been able to dissipate some of the force. But now there was no other way to release the impact, causing her to perfectly absorb the full force of the attack!

"Had enough?"

Steve squatted down, grabbing her hair. This hardly looked like he was treating a worthy subordinate with respect, did it?

It was more like using his fists to make her yield, beating her until she surrendered.

"Stop! Why do you want to recruit me?"

Sand Dust Angel was thoroughly beaten. She had just used eight different combat techniques, which would have broken bones and killed an ordinary person.

But she couldn't even touch Captain America's clothes; from start to finish, it felt like she was being toyed with!

"You have a good build, and you're a good fighter. I need you."

Steve was talking about her combat ability; such a muscular woman was indeed rare. Nowadays, everyone was into the 'pale, young, and thin' look, which he found disgusting.

Was a body with hardly any flesh really attractive?

This made Sand Dust Angel misunderstand. She thought Captain America was interested in her and was at a loss for words.

Heaven knows, Steve wasn't into just anyone.

"So, what do you say? Want to work for me? We can discuss the compensation."

"Okay, I'm in."

Sand Dust Angel had nothing to hesitate about. Compared to following Ajax and Gorgon, following Captain America clearly had more future!

This woman still needed to be kept close, disciplined, and trained. Once her loyalty was up to par, she could be assigned as a bodyguard to Hill or Pepper.

Meanwhile.

Iron Man and War Machine were clearing out the activated Iron Soldiers. Both were firing at full power; every shot could destroy an Iron Soldier.

"His idea is good. I think the Iron Soldier project has a lot of potential."

Geniuses generally disdain plagiarism, but Tonygenuinely thought this model was excellent.

Iron Soldiers controlled purely by programming could achieve such combat power, although they lacked centralized coordination and flexibility in combat.

Still, they were perfectly capable of executing simpler tasks.

"Let's deal with the current crisis first. The Military's business isn't over yet. Do you think giving me a suit will solve everything?"

Rhodes held his arms out, the machine guns on his wrists spewing a storm of metal at three rounds per second.

"After this incident, I'm going to make that bastard Sternpersonally award me a medal, no matter what."

No sooner had Tony finished speaking than Jarvis issued a warning.

"Sir, something is rapidly approaching from the northeast!"

"What is it?"

"Unclear!"

Tony saw all the robot soldiers fall, then he twisted his wrist, preparing his laser device.

"Rhodes, duck!"

War Machine didn't understand why, but he obediently complied.

Almost as soon as he ducked, a laser beam swept across, instantly cutting all the surrounding Iron Soldiers in half!

Looking at the still-scorched cuts, War Machinegrumbled with annoyance.

"You really do have new stuff. This suit is the old, unwanted sock you used and threw to me, isn't it?"

"No, no, no, I don't have that habit. I threw you a used Durex."

Tony rejected that idea. Socks? That was too disgusting.

"Oh! F*** you! You really disgust me."

Rhodes couldn't help but complain. It was too disgusting; how could someone be like that?

Boom!

Outside, tanks were firing, shelling the nearby buildings.

The more people died in the shelled prosperous areas, the more easily hatred would be ignited.

One person searching for Mutants was too slow, but if hatred was ignited, letting the Military and those in power search, the speed would be much faster.

When the number of Mutants who were expelled and maliciously treated accumulated enough.

Black King Shaw would appear, recruit them to his side, and continue to complete his plan.

Tonight, he never even thought about fighting Steve to the death. Only using fists and feet, that's a brute, the dumbest kind, just like Green Goblin!

Green Goblin: ???

Are you being polite?

The moment the tanks fired, the three armed helicopters in the sky also began firing on the watching citizens.

Steve was just about to return to the stronghold to slack off when a machine gun swept over.

He pushed Sand Dust Angel down, glanced at a screaming woman nearby, pulled her over, and pushed her down, raising his shield with one hand.

Clang, clang, clang.

After a series of crisp bullet impacts against metal, the armed helicopter had already moved to another direction.

As it passed a tall building, the helicopter suddenly disintegrated!

It was as if a certain part had loosened, but it took off anyway, ultimately leading to its collapse!

The taxi soldiers on board screamed as they fell from hundreds of meters. At this point, unless they were athletes, they could just wait to die.

"Are you two alright?"

Sand Dust Angel's expression was a bit strange. As a strong woman, a tomboy, she had never been associated with softness, so being protected felt very odd.

The other girl just screamed, pushed Steve away, and kept retching.

"Since you're fine, you should hurry home. Don't crowd around here, Christine."

The woman in front of him was none other than Christine, a good friend Hill had found during her secret check-up at the hospital last time.

She was also Doctor Strange's colleague and ambiguous romantic interest, but they were destined not to be together.

Don't ask, it's fate.

Christine was speechless. She needed to go home and brush her teeth.

She originally wanted to get angry, but Captain Americahad indeed saved her life just now. A person shouldn't be too much of a b****!

Returning to the temporary stronghold to watch the show, she arrived just in time to hear White Queen and Polaris exchanging compliments.

They would all be sisters in the future, so praising and flattering each other now would strengthen their bond.

"This is Sand Dust Angel. By the way, what's your name?"

Steve still didn't know her real name.

"Gina."

Sand Dust Angel was a bit speechless. A boss who didn't know his employee's name? Really?

"Lorna, Gina, you two chat for a bit. Emma, come with me."

Steve pulled White Queen away, a bit hastily. Christinehad made him quite angry earlier.

"What for?"

White Queen asked with a strange expression. Was there something they needed to discuss in private?

"To f***!"

???

Soon, White Queen understood why. It wasn't an interjection; it was a verb!

--

Tony and Rhodes re-ascended, dodging the tank's shelling.

Rhodes went to deal with the guard's tanks and planes, while Tony tried to contact Spider-Man, who was busy saving people.

"Hey, buddy, what do you go by? I'm Iron Man. Your efficiency like this is too low. I have a great project!"

Bang!

No sooner had Iron Man spoken than he was struck by a dark shadow, which pinned him and crashed with him onto the rockery grandstand of the expo.

Spider-Man felt a large black rat whiz past and looked confusedly into the distance.

"What the hell? What was Iron Man talking to me about just now?

Never mind, saving people is more important!"

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of furious punches almost knocked off Iron Man's helmet.

Activating jet mode, he quickly reversed and dodged out of the opponent's grip.

He turned and fired two palm repulsor blasts, but they only produced a few sparks. Unlike the robots before, the Iron Man Suit wasn't easily destroyed.

The opponent's mask opened, revealing Ivan's face.

It was this guy who had attacked him at the Moroccoracetrack last time!

Wasn't he arrested? How was he released again!

"Didn't expect this, Tony. You told me last time that my rotation speed was a bit low. I took your advice."

Ivan laughed loudly, swinging out two long whips, surging with electricity. One whip could cut through a tank!

He increased the rotation speed and power of the Arc Reactor by crudely using palladium, without any high-tech content, just brute force.

If you don't know what this means!

Consider Soviet-era planes. If they couldn't catch up with new U.S. planes.

They wouldn't improve the aerodynamics or develop better engines; they would just add another engine to achieve the same goal.

Simple and crude, without any scientific progress.

This doesn't mean they couldn't make good things, but when playing catch-up, simple and crude was the most effective.

Inventions, however, required a more deliberate approach.

The two started fighting again. There was nothing more to say; this was a battle of honor!

The Arc Reactor was jointly invented by their fathers. Now Tony intended to take sole credit, not giving any honor.

Ivan's father died of anger because of this. Avenge his father and prove himself, he had to kill Tony.

The two Iron Man Suits fought fiercely, but unfortunately, there was no live broadcast, otherwise, it would have set new viewership records!

Swish!

When the long whip of tens of thousands of volts of electricity struck again, part of Tony's armor was sliced off, and his faceplate stung hotly.

"Tony, die!"

Ivan had just finished speaking, his hand raised, but in the next second, he was frozen in place.

Charles walked over, extending a helping hand to the fallen Iron Man.

"It seems I arrived just in time. The CIA and S.H.I.E.L.D.have already intervened.

I need to leave quickly. You remove his power source."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being seen?

Hey, I'm not bragging, but I have connections in S.H.I.E.L.D. Anyway, you have superpowers, so let's team up!"

Iron Man Tony was about to remove Ivan's power source, but the opponent's Iron Man Suit separated like paper.

This scene left Tony stunned. What was going on?

Magneto walked over, reached out, and disintegrated the Iron Man Suit into fragments.

"You're also a super-powered individual?"

Tony's eyelids twitched. How could so many powerful people suddenly appear?

And this guy's ability to control metal gave him an extremely strong sense of threat. His Iron Man Suit was all metal; encountering such an ability, wasn't this like a mouse encountering a cat?

Wolverine: Welcome to the same treatment of being played with and humiliated by Magneto.

Chapter 127 Taking the White Queen to See the New House

The farce finally ended, with over 50,000 casualties and multiple skyscrapers destroyed.

This incident prompted Valentina and Fury to personally come and handle it, jointly expelling the FBI.

The reason was simple: Ivan was an overseas individual, so he fell under the CIA's jurisdiction.

Traces of Mutants had appeared, and superhuman incidents were managed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

The FBI could only search the First Lady's clothes at Mar-a-Lago; they were to stay out of everything else.

Undoubtedly, this incident was extremely serious. Usually, street chases between robbers and Police, or intense shootouts with AKs, were one thing.

But now, this kind of event was considered a terrorist attack. Who could defend against it?

Coupled with the National Guard's betrayal, secretly subverted without anyone knowing, what was there left to play?

The body of Senator Gorgon was also found at the scene, his head separated from his body.

It wasn't that his body wasn't left intact, but rather that Captain America had utterly smashed his body with a single punch!

Even among fellow Super Soldiers, there was a significant disparity in strength.

Gorgon was now utterly disgraced, and the mission requirement was to ruin his reputation and then kill him.

For his safe house, he had to be sacrificed.

His dying words were, "Do not worry, I will take care of your wife!"

This made Gorgon lose his composure, dying with unseeing eyes.

Cleaning up the scene was someone else's business; Captain America didn't even participate in the rescue, busy playing games with White Queen.

A few days later.

Steve announced in an interview with Horn Daily that he would be marrying his girlfriend in a month.

At that time, banquets would be set up in several hotels, inviting everyone who attended to eat.

Whether they were businessmen, senators, students, office workers, or even homeless people, all could attend.

It would last for a week, and all expenses would be free.

These hotels were also properties managed by Nissa, so it was perfectly reasonable to host the wedding banquet at her own hotels.

It seemed like a pure loss to offer it for free, but once the name was established, simply mentioning that Captain America held his banquet there would be enough to attract guests.

Not only would there be no loss, but they could even make a fortune because of this!

As soon as this news was broadcast, it instantly exploded!

Getting married was one thing, but how many women was he marrying at once?

Their real names were not announced; the wedding was just a formality, what needed to be done had already been done.

If it weren't for the consideration of showing later, making wedding dresses difficult to wear, it would definitely have been postponed further.

Roxanne, who was in charge of the newspaper, also received an invitation, but she would attend as a masked bride. She couldn't appear in public with her true identity yet.

She needed to handle public opinion, promoting Captain America's good reputation and attacking political opponents.

The identity of Captain America's wife, the later it was known, the better.

Some were happy, some were sad. Betty was happy; she could get married.

But Dr. Banner, who had already fled to India, wasn't very happy. His ex-girlfriend was getting married, and the groom wasn't him. This was truly ridiculous!

Zhao Hailun also wasn't very happy. She still had a good impression of Steve, a faint, ambiguous feeling.

Several times Steve stayed overnight in Betty's room, making a lot of noise. She lived with Betty, so how could she not hear it?

This ambiguous feeling was hard to describe, and she couldn't bring herself to actively seduce her best friend's husband, so she could only sulk alone.

This time, who knew how many girls secretly in love with Captain America would have their hearts broken.

Their idol was getting married, but the bride wasn't them!

Before Gorgon died, he released a message claiming Captain America's bride was a Vampire. As a hero, getting involved with an evil creature like a Vampirewas a betrayal, a shift from justice to evil.

Even Nissa's photos were exposed, causing a real stir for a time.

Roxanne personally played the role of a reporter to interview her husband, pretending not to know him.

"Captain, there are recent rumors that you are about to marry a Vampire princess.

Even her photos and the Vampire's stronghold have been revealed.

Everyone is very concerned about this issue. What are your thoughts on it?"

A tasteful suit, black stockings wrapped around her legs beneath a short skirt, and elegant high heels on her feet.

"That depends on whether it's suspicion or a lawsuit."

Steve didn't care about this at all. When Nissa appeared in the Sun at the wedding, all claims would collapse on their own.

Did they think they could control him with this? Could they annoy him with this?

How naive!

"Is there a difference?"

Roxanne didn't understand either. If there wasn't a photographer present, she would have interrogated him in a special way.

Every time she looked at the supremely confident Captain America, an indescribable feeling surged within her; she could watch him for any length of time without getting bored.

"If it's just suspicion, I'll ignore it.

Anyone can suspect. I even suspect that the rumor-mongers aren't human. Can they prove it?

If you suspect me, it's fine if you don't believe me.

You can write to S.H.I.E.L.D., and if you encounter danger in the future, I won't come to your rescue. If we don't like each other, then we'll never meet again!"

Steve was actually very diplomatic, not even using foul language. If he weren't trying to maintain his image, he certainly wouldn't be so gentle.

Roxanne nodded, crossing her high-heeled legs into a goddess-like pose.

"So, what if it's a lawsuit?"

"Then I'll have a good time with them. The losing party will have to pay one billion U.S. dollars in emotional damages, plus legal fees.

In addition, they'll bear the cost of reputational damage and lost income.

If a lawsuit is confirmed, I'll hand the evidence over to the prosecutor's office, and we'll just follow the process.

What I hate most are the keyboard warriors online, who have no real ability and only slander and spread rumors behind people's backs.

The internet is not outside the law. I will definitely find these rumor-mongers, and when I do, I will arrest them and give them a good 'welcome'!"

Steve briefly explained the difference, which was actually easy to understand: why should rumor-mongers not bear responsibility?

Were they too well protected, so they could act recklessly, right?

You'll see if I empty the clip or not, that's all.

"Simply put, if you have suspicions but no evidence, don't be a fool. If you have evidence, you're welcome to complain about me and nail me."

Clap, clap, clap!

Roxanne clapped her hands, looking at the mischievous Captain America, an ineffable feeling stirring within her.

"Captain said it very well; spreading rumors should come with a cost.

Thank you for accepting our interview and for letting us interrupt your work. We'll see you next time!"

The photographer turned off the camera and left first, but Roxanne, as the boss, stayed behind to talk to the Captain.

It wasn't until an hour later that she carefully left, afraid of losing her balance and falling.

Compared to Steve's life, Tony's side was much busier.

He was busy upgrading the War Machine's software and system, and adding some safety locks.

If the Military tried any tricks, he would directly electrocute them.

Other than that, he didn't attend parties or press conferences.

Aside from introducing Charles to S.H.I.E.L.D. DirectorFury, he spent the rest of his time developing new Iron Man Suit designs.

Both Ivan's imitation Iron Man Suit and Magneto's appearance put immense pressure on him.

The Iron Man Suit had always been his exclusive patent, but now that others had created it, it proved that his uniqueness was no longer valid.

Making the suit wasn't difficult; the challenge was giving it multiple functions.

The most difficult problem to solve was the core energy source. Currently, two people could manufacture an Arc Reactor: Tony and Ivan.

Ivan was imprisoned in the Raft prison, sitting at a table with Abomination and the Leader.

It was hard to guarantee that no other Iron Man Suits would appear. Tony was anxious; he had just gained prominence, and soon it would be snatched away, which made him very unhappy.

Fury, on the other hand, was happy to see him strive. A diligent genius was certainly more useful than a lazy one.

No one knew what Charles discussed with Fury, only that Charles also met with the new CIA DirectorValentina, preparing to form a new team.

Regarding the National Guard being controlled, this would be handed over to the CIA to handle, and the team Charles formed would also be a capable assistant.

--

"Ding, mission 'Expand HYDRA' has been completed."

"Rewards are being distributed."

On Mount Riegel, on the outskirts of New Jersey, a secret door appeared, and a safe house slowly formed.

Safe House: Occupying two thousand square meters, including a bedroom, kitchen, study, living room, training room, and laboratory.

This place is extremely safe; not even a nuclear bomb can destroy it, and it can block technological and magicexploration.

The host and partner are equipped with Hearthstones, with a thirty-minute cooldown. Through the Hearthstone, they can teleport back to the safe house regardless of distance.

Please discover other functions on your own. The safe house can be upgraded through missions.

In New Jersey?

Steve looked at the reward he received. For the past half month, he had been gathering Gorgon's subordinates. Some of them he had arranged as clerks in various departments, making them hard to notice and hard to be laid off.

Fortunately, Hill and Sharon helped with the planning, and the mission was finally completed.

New Jersey is right next to New York, close to the Atlantic Ocean, with very convenient shipping conditions.

However, with the process of hollowing out, rising labor costs in the U.S., and the shift to financial speculation away from real industry, this area had gradually transformed from an industrial zone into a Rust Belt.

Cost is always the primary factor restricting industrialization. Capital needs to make money; if it can't make money, it goes elsewhere.

Now, New Jersey was gradually becoming a tourist attraction. The S.H.I.E.L.D. laboratory branch was once in New Jersey, but later moved to New York and Washington D.C.

The Hearthstone was not a stone, but could transform into any object.

It could be a ring, a necklace, or even a belt.

Taking advantage of the free time, Steve took White Queen and Polaris to see the new house.

Sand Dust Angel was assigned to the Special Forces, letting Crossbones train Wolverine, Sabretooth, and Deadpool on combat skills.

They needed a bit of training to be useful later.

It just didn't explicitly mention the HYDRA part; no one would know Crossbones was HYDRA, only that he was a fervent fan of Captain America.

Originally, Wolverine and the others were a bit dismissive of Sand Dust Angel. Why was a woman joining the fun?

But after being punched twice, they became obedient. The opponent was also a Mutant!

She was one of their own!

She was a compatriot!

Chapter 128 There is something special about this villa

After using the Hearthstone, they naturally appeared in a manor.

From here, one could see the sky outside, but there was a sense of displacement, as if not existing in the same space-time.

Although White Queen and Polaris were a bit surprised, as Mutants themselves, they were accustomed to things that defied common sense.

The abnormal was actually the normal!

"Darling, did you have someone build this place? It's very special! I feel so comfortable just standing here."

White Queen was a rich woman, and her taste was very discerning. For her to say that the simple yet understated and dignified manor before her was good, it showed that what the system provided was indeed excellent.

After completing a mission that took so long, Stevereally wanted to know what was so special about the Safe House.

Logically speaking, the greater the mission difficulty, the better the reward should be.

"Let's go, we'll go inside and take a look. I'm not too sure either; this is an inheritance left from before."

Steve walked into the manor, and it appeared very clean and tidy, without a speck of dust.

The floor was made of coarse-textured tiles, bright and smooth, reflecting clearly without hindering movement.

"No one else will come in here in the future, right, Steve? Otherwise, we'd be at a huge disadvantage wearing skirts!"

Polaris looked at the floor and quipped playfully.

The clear reflection on the floor naturally made it unsuitable for wearing skirts. But if no outsiders lived there, and it was just family, then it wouldn't be an issue; it could even add a bit of fun.

"Certainly no outsiders will come in. Everyone who lives here is my wife."

Steve pushed open the kitchen door and noticed something different.

There was a panel connected to the pantry refrigerator, displaying the amount of supplies available.

Besides the conventional gas stove, the design was also very ergonomic, making things more convenient when working.

Ahem, those weren't the main points.

The main point was that the kitchen could produce meals itself. Steve saw some ingredients and ordered a pizza and three cups of coffee.

It was completed instantly and could be picked up at the serving counter.

"It smells so good! Oh, it's pizza! Can we eat it?"

Compared to White Queen's dignified elegance, Polarisappeared more lively and active.

"Yes, try it and see how it tastes."

Steve picked up a slice of pizza and tried it. It was an authentic durian pizza, perfectly cooked. The cooking was even, and the crust was soft and easy to digest.

The coffee also had a natural, freshly picked flavor, with sugar automatically added, removing the bitterness and leaving a sweet and mellow aroma.

"Mmm! This pizza is so delicious! And this coffee, the taste is too good, I've never eaten anything this good before!"

Polaris continued to eat ravenously while speaking. The twenty-inch pizza was more than enough for her.

White Queen raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion flashing across her pretty face.

After her first bite, she automatically wanted to try a second.

Watching the two women rapidly devour the food without regard for their image, Steve smiled and shook his head.

Two thousand square meters sounded large, but if the kitchen, gym, and other areas were excluded, would there be enough space left to live comfortably?

He opened the bedroom; it was very large, a full two hundred square meters!

Whose bedroom was that big?

And this large bed was also specially customized, ten meters long and twenty meters wide—it was ridiculous!

Wait!

Apparently, for doing exercises, this would be very suitable!

He pulled open the curtains, facing the sea, with spring warmth and blooming flowers.

The azure sea was in a crescent-shaped bay. Beach, sea, blue sky, white clouds—the sea view was dreamlike.

Occasionally, the cries of seagulls flying by gave one the illusion of sailing on the ocean.

Steve came back to his senses, White Queen and Polaris had already followed him in.

They both gasped, curiously looking at the sea view outside.

What was a sea view Villa? Compared to this scene, other seaside Villas were simply pathetic!

"Wow, darling, the scenery here is so beautiful, is this our new home?"

Polaris's eyes were practically sparkling. She had been accustomed to hardship since she was young, and suddenly experiencing such good treatment made her a little unaccustomed.

Who wouldn't want to live in a big house, watching the sea view every day? She could live in this house for a lifetime!

Even White Queen, a rich woman with billions, had her beautiful eyes sparkling with unusual brilliance. Who wouldn't like their man to be capable? This was a true husband!

The bedroom could automatically adjust the size of the furniture. If it wasn't suitable, it would adjust automatically, possessing a beauty akin to game statistics.

Having seen the kitchen and bedroom, it was time to see what surprises the other functional rooms held.

His gaze swept over Polaris, who was wearing one-strap high heels, tall and charming, standing in front of the French window—this pose, what an opportunity!

Bang!

The room door closed. Steve rubbed his hands together and walked over, "Emma, Lorna, I just remembered I have a business worth hundreds of millions to discuss with you."

Polaris had heard that voice before, and a hint of suspicion flashed across her beautiful, pale face.

"It wouldn't be something you accumulated during your slumber, would it?"

"Correct!"

--

Two hours later, Steve left the bedroom alone.

He went up to the third floor, which was where the study was located.

There were no books in the study, only a computer. As his eyes looked at the computer, an information prompt popped up.

"The artificial intelligence Edith can be placed here, which can accelerate computing efficiency. Subsequent Safe House upgrades can enhance its intelligence."

"Hmm? The study is for artificial intelligence?"

He sent a message to Hill and the others, and soon they also teleported over. He handed them Edith's chip and also showed them the new sea view Villa.

"It's quite good, nice scenery, and sufficiently hidden.

Edith, use the satellite to check Mount Laige, see what's going on."

Hill was very concerned about safety. She had always wondered where to put her children once they were born.

Her Agent career and Steve's way of doing things meant they would inevitably have enemies; no one could guarantee they wouldn't be ambushed.

If this place was absolutely safe, then putting the children here would be the best choice.

As for education?

The U.S.'s current happy education was a joke, a huge joke.

The children educated this way lacked any seriousness or rigor; students couldn't be scolded, and if their scores were low, the Ministry of Education would punish and warn the teachers.

If a student wrote that one plus one equals three, when it clearly equals two, didn't that require education?

No!

The new rules simply didn't allow such education. Happy, joyful schooling and after-school activities, that was all that mattered for students.

What kind of good students could such education produce?

All useless!

Anyone with a bit of ability would go to aristocratic schools, or be homeschooled.

Hill's worries were not unfounded; it was precisely because she had seen too many fantastical things and events in S.H.I.E.L.D. that she was so persistent about her children's future.

Now it was good; with a large Villa, this was excellent, enough to provide security for the children.

After Edith's chip was placed into the computer, she took over the Safe House's system.

From here, she remotely connected to S.H.I.E.L.D. and then contacted satellite monitoring.

The three-dimensional projection displayed before Hillshowed a barren landscape, with no sign of beautiful mountains, clear waters, or a seaside Villa.

Walking out of the manor in her high heels, the scene Hill saw was not barren at all, but prosperous.

There was a mountain spring flowing, the crescent bay was in the distance, and a large mountain was behind it. The Villa was located on a flat piece of land.

Not far away there was also a dedicated helipad; if there was no magic, then one could only leave by plane.

The scene before her eyes was different from the satellite images. Clack, clack, clack, Hill walked over in her high heels.

She reached out to feel the coolness of the mountain spring; everything here was real, not projected.

This almost perfect disguise truly left her in awe.

Sharon also walked out and stood on the helipad, where she discovered something interesting. This helipad could open and close, and only after contacting Edith did she realize that it came with its own helicopter!

"What a magical place, darling, honestly tell me, how many secrets do you still have?"

Hill bit her red lips, looking at Captain America with a hint of playful reproach in her eyes.

How many secrets did her husband still have? She, as his wife, didn't even know.

She had followed Captain America somewhat haphazardly, and they even had children. Things had progressed quickly, and they hadn't even had a proper date or enjoyed the taste of love.

But to say she regretted it? She didn't regret it one bit, only felt fortunate.

Feelings could be cultivated slowly, but a good man must never be let go. Even if she was rumored to have been easily won over by Captain America, it was better than letting such a good man escape!

"I don't know either, perhaps I myself don't know how many secrets I have.

No matter what, I will protect you all, Hill, want to check out the bedroom?"

Steve looked at the pouting Hill, his eyes fixed. It was rare to see the cold beauty in this posture; most of the time she was either aloof, or gentle, but never coquettish.

"Hehe, I'm not blaming you, Steve. No matter what you do, even if you're against the whole World.

I will stand by your side, and I will silently support you. I keep your kindness to me in my heart.

I know you don't say sweet words, and neither do I, but I know you always have me in your heart.

Steve, I love you!"

Hill looked up with a blush, bravely meeting Steve's gaze. This set of sea view Safe House truly gave her a huge surprise, a surprise that resolved her worries!

The upbringing and growth of children required a long time, during which they could easily be attacked, kidnapped, and exploited by ill-intentioned people.

Who would want something to happen to their child?

To be able to solve such a threat once and for all was naturally the best.

Sharon smiled as she watched the two embracing. She still remembered her first encounter with Captain America, when the Captain had even told her a joke.

For Aunt Peggy, Sharon could only say she was sorry.

A solo movie had even been made, giving Peggyclosure.

It wasn't that he didn't like her, it was just that Peggywas too old. If she had been in her youth, who wouldn't like a beauty?

He was Captain America, not a soldier boy!

Chapter 129: Married, Forced to Work Overtime During Honeymoon

That evening, Nissa also arrived by helicopter.

She didn't use the Hearthstone because she needed to transport some items, including various vegetables, meats, and other kitchen ingredients.

An automated kitchen that cooks automatically is a blessing for the lazy! Plus, there's no need to clean up; just put the dishes back after eating, and they'll be cleaned automatically.

Hearing that her husband had set up a safe house, she naturally had to come and see it. Moreover, flying in was Hill's idea; she needed to verify the level of security and concealment here.

On the radar, the helicopter appeared to reach a nearby city and then vanished, leaving no trace.

This could, to some extent, evade satellite detection, and Hill firmly believed Steve when he said this place could withstand a nuclear bomb.

Logically, a facility capable of defending against nuclear bombs should not be built on the surface or on a mountain; that's highly unreasonable.

They are usually built deep inside mountains or underground, using the pure natural structure of earth and rocks for nuclear bomb defense.

This reduces radiation to the lowest possible level, until it no longer affects human health.

The reason she believed it was still because he was Steve. Love can blind people, and even a sharp Agent is no exception.

A group of women chattered incessantly, discussing everything. There were plenty of rooms here, so there wouldn't be any shortage.

The so-called two thousand square meters referred to functional areas, and even the kitchen was included. An automated kitchen truly could be considered a functional area.

The training room was interesting; it could enhance the effects of fitness and exercise, allowing for long-term training.

Following a schedule and dedicating a fixed amount of time to practice each day could permanently increase Strength and Agility.

There was a cap, but it was a good thing to get for free!

The laboratory, on the other hand, could upgrade existing weapons, armor, and battle suits.

Seeing this, Steve's eyes lit up. Could his battle suit and shield be upgraded here?

[Upgrades are possible, but they require materials.]

Taking the shield as an example, after scanning, the laboratory's panel displayed the possibilities for subsequent upgrades.

From a simple increase in sturdiness, while maintaining its current light weight, it could become one and a half times sturdier than it was now.

He looked at the upgrade materials, and wow!

Vibranium, Adamantium alloy, polymer fiber slime, high-purity liquid silver, and so on.

With Steve's knowledge, he could only guess that some of these things acted as adhesives. The real main ingredients were not these strange scraps, and although there was no upgrade process, the principle didn't go too far beyond his understanding.

Besides this simple upgrade method, there was another.

The shield also had a second upgrade method: it could absorb magic and energy attacks, storing them within the shield.

Whether for defense or offense, the stored energy could be used to enhance power and lethality.

This was unimaginable before. Vibranium could absorb energy, but this required specific technology to develop.

Black Panther's battle suit didn't initially have the effect of absorbing kinetic energy, nor did it have the coverage effect of nanotech.

These were all upgrades made after T'Challa's sister, Su Rui, returned to Wakanda, and the same applied to the shield.

But when he saw the materials needed for the upgrade, Steve fell silent.

Uru metal, alchemy potions, wizard's journals, rune carving pens, rune materials, etc.—things related to magic.

These items either had to be found in Asgard (Thormovie series) or Kamar-Taj (Doctor Strange movie series).

Besides these two physical and magical upgrade methods, there were other upgrades and minor upgrade methods.

There was nothing that couldn't be done, only what couldn't be imagined.

If he had enough materials, he could upgrade indefinitely and create the best equipment.

There were quite a few existing materials, but they were scattered and couldn't be combined to form suitable sets.

However, if he was diligent in collecting materials in the future, it wouldn't be difficult to acquire them.

This was also a benefit of collecting. When he tried to upgrade a pistol, it prompted an energy upgrade, transforming it from a primitive gunpowder bullet into a laser pistol!

This was somewhat ahead of its time, and the upgrade materials were also very simple: two Arc Reactors plus a bit of Space Stone energy blocks.

These were all easy to find.

Arc Reactors could be obtained from Tony; given their relationship, he wouldn't refuse.

As for Space Stone energy blocks, S.H.I.E.L.D. also had them, gathering dust in the warehouse.

If they wanted them, they wouldn't even need to be sneaky; both Hill, the Secretary-General, and Sharon, the Deputy Director, had permission to take things from the warehouse.

As for clothing upgrades, they were much simpler, increasing impact resistance, and improving defense against blunt and sharp weapons by several grades.

At least there wouldn't be the amusing incident of Batman's armor being afraid of dog bites; strictly speaking, dog teeth are also sharp weapons.

The materials needed for the upgrade were also not complicated, which was quite suitable.

--

Puente Antiguo, New Mexico.

A tall, strong man had been working as a waiter here for several days, but each time he either broke plates or dropped things.

If someone hadn't been constantly paying, the boss would have kicked him out long ago.

Steve brought Polaris with him to this place. He had been busy collecting materials recently.

For the wedding, Steve had invited a magic user from the New York Sanctum to officiate.

But unexpectedly, the Ancient One, that old woman, showed up. Her strength was unfathomable, and she came uninvited.

Since he hadn't planned to invite many people, he had only invited subordinates from the HYDRA faction.

Additionally, there was Valentina, the CIA Director, and Fury, the black Director. From the Military, there was General Ross.

Other people were not invited and were not considered.

However, the endless banquet continued, not costing much money, but accumulating a lot of prestige for him.

The wedding was a formality, giving Hill and the others a sense of peace.

It wouldn't have mattered if they didn't have a wedding, but it felt a bit awkward in their hearts.

Fortunately, they didn't care if the wedding venue was luxurious; that was all for show. Moreover, with people coming and going, the pure beauty became sullied.

Halfway through their honeymoon, Fury called Hill, wanting her to approve sending Steve on a mission.

After asking about the mission details, Hill sought her husband's opinion, and so Steve appeared here.

Originally, White Queen should have come, but she was delayed by some business matters.

She planned to hand over the business affairs to Wei Lian to manage. She herself would focus on practicing and further developing her Mutant abilities.

The training room in the Villa was not only effective for Steve. That day, when White Queen went to do yoga to maintain her figure, she unexpectedly discovered that training abilities there was very effective.

She didn't know about the 'system' and could only guess at the differences in the rooms based on her feelings.

Originally, the breakthrough of Mutant abilities was very random, with few discernible patterns.

Now that there was a rare way to break through, she shouldn't miss this opportunity.

Polaris had already practiced several times before and didn't want to come. But she still came; this was Hill's suggestion.

To ensure Steve always had a wife by his side, lest he go flirting around.

Polaris was eager for Steve to do so, to let her off the hook. Otherwise, even she, White Queen, and Wei Liancombined wouldn't be enough to fight Steve.

Coulson accompanied Steve to the restaurant, and the man serving as a waiter, holding a pen and paper to take their order, was none other than Thor, the Thunder God of Asgard!

Besides wanting to see mjolnir, the Thunder God's Hammer, Steve came this time to see Thor.

"One well-done steak, two volcano pizzas, and two orange juices, please.

Oh, and you said your name was Thunder God before? Were you Zeus from Greek mythology?"

Thor, who had been expressionless, glared fiercely at Steve and quickly wrote down their order.

"I am Thor! Thor, the Thunder God of Asgard! I'm not comparable to that old lunatic Zeus!

When it comes to wielding lightning, ten Zeuses combined couldn't beat me!"

This was not Thor boasting; his control over lightning was indeed the strongest.

Lightning, as one of the most violent elements in nature, is powerful and uncontrollable, considered by many to be a divine means.

Controlling lightning and sweeping across all directions is indeed very majestic.

Polaris sat beside him, resting her face on her hand, smiling as she watched her husband start teasing someone again.

On her left ring finger was a ring made of neither gold nor wood, which was the Hearthstone transformed.

Coulson sat opposite, lowering his cup to hide his amusement.

Whether others believed it or not, he certainly did; Captain was becoming more and more interesting.

A serious Captain was indeed a spiritual leader, but a Captain who was increasingly learning to retort was more like a human, rather than an ethereal saint!

"Ah, yes, yes, I heard you were banished to Earth? Could you tell me how you feel about it?

I heard you're the God of Hammers; without your hammer, you're nothing?"

Steve continued his probing questions. Undeniably, Thorwas handsome, but now he was a bit goofy, a bit reckless.

"Who said that! Even without mjolnir, I am still Thor!

I'm not boasting, but when I was fighting in the Nine Realms, you hadn't even grown hair yet!

Hmph, how could you mortals know of my glorious achievements?"

Thor was displeased. Although he had been stripped of his divine power, he would get it back eventually.

Steve invited Thor to the doorway and told him to stand still.

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as Thor spoke, he flew back over thirty meters. Fortunately, Steve had restrained his strength and only sent him flying.

When Thor got up, he immediately felt his stomach churning and couldn't help but vomit nearby.

This felt no different from being hit head-on by an elephant!

"I just wanted to see how powerful the Thunder God is. According to you, the Thunder God is nothing special."

Steve was standing beside him at some point, patting Thor's shoulder.

"Is there a possibility that you're not getting the 'recognition' you speak of right now?

I'm going to see your hammer after I finish eating. If I can pick it up, does that mean I'm the Thunder God?"

"You're dreaming! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Chapter 130 Thor and Loki were both beaten by the captain

"Are you sick? Why are you hitting people for no reason!"

Thor felt like crying from the injustice; he was a Thor, after all, but after being stripped of his divine power, he had become someone everyone could bully.

"I thought this might trigger your divine power, but it seems it's not helping."

Steve spread his hands helplessly, his expression equally resigned.

"It seems without your divine power, you're just a piece of trash!"

Thor: …

"The way you talk just makes people want to punch you!"

"That's right, most people can't beat me, and those who can don't exist."

It was a rare chance to legitimately and openly beat Thor; if he missed this opportunity, there wouldn't be another.

After beating Thor, he invited him to eat. A stick and a carrot, and Thor was subdued.

For Thor, a warrior should speak with his fists.

During dinner, they also talked about many rumors, such as figures from Norse mythology and Greek mythology.

Moreover, unlike the existing mythological versions, the ones circulating on Blue Star were more like unofficial histories. Besides being wild, they were all rubbish!

After dinner, Thor went back to work. Watching him learn to nod and smile, learning to put down his pride and live as an ordinary person.

Who knows what he went through to transform from an arrogant prince who looked down on everyone to a bowing and scraping waiter.

"Captain, do you think what he said is credible?"

Coulson had been listening in, and it wasn't his fault for not believing. As a modern person, with a scientific worldview, it was hard to accept such talk of ghosts and gods.

Accepting Captain America was more because the Super Soldier Serum was man-made, a product of technology.

Even if a Super Soldier was strong, there were limits to that strength.

"It might not be false; we need to see it to know if it's true. Let's go, let's go see that hammer."

Steve also wanted to try if he could lift Mjolnir.

If it were the old Captain America, he definitely could.

But now, he couldn't really be considered righteous; he just had a halo to disguise himself, at best, he was a playboy Captain.

The group arrived at a temporary Base on the outskirts of the town, where a research institute made of transparent plastic modeling had already been set up.

It was based on a snail-shell spiral shape, revolving around Mjolnir in the very center.

On the periphery, three people and a car could be seen fiddling with unknown astronomical instruments.

One of the women, in particular, caught Steve's attention; she was a big one!

She was the most exaggerated woman he had seen so far.

"That's the astronomer Erik, Jane, and her assistant Daisy. We encountered them before, and considering they were unrelated to this matter, we let them go."

Coulson added from the side; he had principles.

If Steve hadn't come in person, with orders from the Director, he wouldn't have divulged any information.

This was evident from the time at Iron Man's seaside Villa; an idol was an idol, work was work, they couldn't be mixed.

Now that he had come with orders, it meant he had the authority to know these things, so speaking out was fine.

Polaris, however, was a bit displeased. She looked at Daisy, then at herself. Comparing them, she felt a bit outmatched.

"That can't be real, can it? Aren't you uncomfortable padding so much?"

Steve's expression was a little strange when he heard that. He had never disliked Polaris; these things were natural.

They could also be nurtured later. What could be deeper than feelings cultivated from childhood?

Regarding this question, intelligent men knew it was best not to answer.

This wasn't a question; it was clearly a death trap!

Steve just glanced at them. He didn't know about Jane or what use her so-called professionalism had.

But that somewhat neurotic old White man, Erik, was genuinely useful, at least he played a significant role in researching the energy of the Tesseract.

But none of this concerned him; he couldn't wait to see Mjolnir.

Daisy in the distance glanced over. When she saw that man, she even forgot to record data.

"Daisy! Record the data! What are you doing!"

Jane looked displeased at her big-chested female assistant. Her face was nice, her figure exaggerated, but her mind was a bit slow; perhaps this was what ordinary people were like!

She looked at Daisy's chest, then at her own.

She sighed, indeed, intelligence and a big chest couldn't be had at the same time.

"Jane, I think I just saw Captain America! He was with that uncle we met the other day; it really seems to be Captain America!"

Daisy was young, enjoyed surfing the internet, and was also a core member of Captain America's fan club.

There wasn't a young person who didn't like Captain America. Men liked his strength and power, and his fierce fighting style.

Women liked Captain America's handsomeness and the sense of security his physique brought. And somehow, information had spread that Captain America lasted two hours every time.

What woman wouldn't be confused by that? Especially women over forty, who would salivate at the thought.

"Even if it's Captain America, we still need to finish our experiment first."

Jane sighed, gently stroking her forehead. She wasn't as fanatical about the so-called Captain America; she preferred to focus on science.

In fact, when the two stood together, Jane was often overshadowed by Daisy.

Both were women, but Jane was quite ordinary-looking with an average figure. Daisy, however, was beautiful and charming, with an exceptional figure.

As for intelligence?

Who cared!

Mistresses didn't really care about intelligence. How many stories are there of supermodels becoming the President's wife? Just look and have a laugh; do you really think you have that fate?

"Alright, Jane, how about we go over and take a look later? Anyway, they need our data too."

Daisy's eyes darted. If she confirmed it was him later, she would definitely take a photo with him and post it in the group chat to make them all envious!

As for Captain America having many wives, she didn't really care.

According to the discussions among the true fans in the group, two hours was a conservative estimate. Most women couldn't handle it, so allowing a husband to find other women seemed reasonable.

--

After security and layers of defense, they finally reached the central location where the hammer was placed.

A small mound propped up the hammer, forming a pedestal.

Centered around this pedestal was a crater nearly a thousand meters wide!

Such an exaggerated and strange phenomenon, it was no wonder S.H.I.E.L.D. noticed it.

"Before we arrived, local residents had already tried to pick up this strange hammer, and all failed without exception.

Some tried with bare hands, others with trucks, cranes, and hydraulic presses, but none could move it even an inch.

The material was also forged from an unknown metal, not found in current scientific records."

Coulson continued to chatter, loyally introducing the discoveries made during this period.

Steve nodded towards a certain height; Hawkeye Barton was on guard there, and he saluted back in response to the greeting.

"Not having seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Furymust know something, but he's not saying. Hey, enough talk, come on, let's try if we can pick it up!"

No sooner had he spoken than Polaris couldn't help but use her magnetic field control ability to try and move Mjolnir.

However, no matter how much force she exerted, she couldn't budge the hammer an inch.

Compared to her ability, the hammer was too heavy!

Sometimes the hammer was heavy, sometimes light, giving a sense of Schrödinger's weight.

If you could lift it, it was light; if you couldn't, it was heavy.

"Alright, take a break, don't force it. This thing isn't understood by common sense.

It's normal not to be able to lift it. According to Thor, it's a spell set by his father.

'Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor.'

That is to say, only those deemed 'worthy' can lift the hammer and unlock the power of Thor."

Steve stopped Polaris, patting her back to encourage her.

Polaris rolled her eyes. She was a Super Soldier physique, after all, not that weak.

"Are you worthy, my dear?"

"I don't know either, I have to try to find out."

"The Captain is already worthy."

No sooner had Coulson spoken than they saw a strange man in a suit trying to pick up Mjolnir.

First, he tried with one hand, and when he found he couldn't move it, he switched to two hands.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he gripped it tightly with both hands, pushing hard with his feet on the ground, but still couldn't lift the hammer.

"Hello, Princess."

Steve went over to greet him. It was rare to see Loki in person.

"Crazy! Call me King!"

Loki was baffled by the address. What Princess! He was a man! Secondly, he had been temporarily granted the rights of a King!

"Alright, Princess, aren't you going to see your brother?

To be honest, is this the combat power of you Asgardians? It's not that great!"

Steve continued to complain. He wasn't lying; it really was quite ordinary.

What era was this? Still using the old medieval armor and cold weapons.

"Presumptuous! The dignity of Asgard cannot be defiled by you! Kneel and apologize! Ah!"

No sooner had Loki spoken than his right foot was grabbed.

Then he was suddenly thrown to the side, smashing onto the ground. Seemingly not satisfied, he was smashed back and forth a few more times, finally landing in the deep pit.

Loki lay in the pit, his eyes vacant. This scene was exactly like his self-doubt after being beaten by Hulk!

Pfft!

Polaris, watching from the side, laughed. Her husband was truly mischievous!

Yes, in her opinion, this was mischievous!

Sometimes he insisted on doing it outdoors; what else could that be but mischievous?

"The gods of Asgard aren't all that, just like your brother, they're pathetic."

Steve clapped his hands, showing no respect whatsoever, and couldn't bring himself to!

"Damn it! You'll regret this!"

Loki got up, looking at Steve expressionlessly.

[This is an illusion. The Zhenren (Immortal) behind you is going to cut out your kidney!]

Bang!

A simple yet powerful spinning kick sent the Loki, who was secretly preparing to ambush, back to the ground.

Loki, lying in the pit again, fell into a dazed expression of self-doubt.

Who am I? Where am I?

Chapter 131 Loki was beaten and asked to pay compensation

Loki got up again. Did they think that was enough to make him surrender?

Dream on!

He rushed to Steve, pulling out a specially made dagger, intending to stab him.

But no matter how hard he tried, the dagger didn't budge, as if it was fixed!

Polaris snapped her fingers, and a dark green light flowed between her hands. The dagger flew up and automatically positioned itself at Loki's throat.

The coldness at his neck indicated that just one more move would cut his throat.

Loki showed an awkward but polite smile, much like a naughty child caught red-handed doing something bad.

"Don't misunderstand, it was just a joke."

"Who's joking with you? What you just did was attempted murder for profit, it's a crime, do you know that?"

Steve put his arm around Loki's shoulder and pulled him aside. Then came another round of punches and kicks, completely disregarding him as the acting King of Asgard.

Loki never imagined that he would only come to this backward country where Thor was banished, and he never thought that the people here would be so barbaric, starting a fight at the slightest disagreement!

He acted just like a Frost Giant, truly an ignorant, backward country!

Steve got more and more energized with each punch. Loki himself was a descendant of the Frost Giant King. Even though his physique was much weaker compared to the strong individuals of his race, he was still more than ten times stronger than an ordinary person.

Now he had become Steve's perfect sandbag; Stevecould hit him however he wanted, and deal with him however he pleased.

Hesitation?

No, there was no need to hesitate, just go all out and beat him fiercely.

Left hook, right hook.

Slap! Two slaps back and forth!

"Enough! I tolerated the punches, but what's with the slaps?"

Loki couldn't take it anymore; this wasn't just a beating, it was humiliation! A disrespectful humiliation!

"Uh, I'm sorry, then I'll switch back to punches."

Steve apologized earnestly, then clenched his fists, and his iron fists once again smashed down towards Loki's nose!

"No! Ow! My nose hurts!

Stop hitting! Stop hitting! You can't kill me!"

Bang!

Loki was instantly picked up. Captain America stood in a bow stance, twisting his waist, his right hand at his hip.

With a martial arts power-generating move, his fist struck out fiercely.

From Los Angeles to New York, a long flight. Lokicrashed onto a small hillside, his head spinning.

Actually, he only flew about fifty meters. Before Lokicould get up, Steve grabbed him again.

Again, he used the incredibly powerful Hong Quan to strike Loki's stomach, not aiming to kill, but just playing, using maximum force to practice his moves.

One brutal beating after another, one flying punch after another.

Loki finally gave in; if this continued, he would genuinely suffer internal injuries.

Being defeated wasn't terrifying; what was terrifying was his inability to fight back!

When he returned, he would definitely send the Destroyer robots here to eliminate his brother, and then coincidentally eliminate this hateful fellow as well.

"We can talk. My name is Loki, what do you go by?"

"Wouldn't it have been simpler to do this earlier? Then you wouldn't have to get beaten, Princess."

Steve lifted him up, even thoughtfully patting the dust off him, and invited him to his office for tea.

This completely stumped Loki; he had never seen such a shameless person. Changing his attitude faster than flipping a book; just a moment ago he wanted to beat him to death, and now he was pretending as if nothing happened?

Exposing him was impossible; Loki didn't want to be brutally beaten again. The feeling was awful, it hurt terribly.

Coulson's office was even given up, handed over to the idol for work, while he himself went to receive the visit from the astronomer Erik.

This time, besides studying this strange hammer, they also wanted to take the opportunity to assess whether the so-called astronomer could help S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special project on the Tesseract.

If possible, he would be absorbed into the project.

Clearly, S.H.I.E.L.D. would not focus on just one thing; they often executed several tasks simultaneously to avoid wasting time.

The two sat down, and Polaris used her magnetic field to control the teapot for brewing tea.

She had recently started studying, in addition to practicing dance to shape her physique.

She was also studying electromagnetism; knowledge changing destiny was no joke.

She could control magnetic fields, and magnetic fields could generate electric currents. If she could learn enough electromagnetic knowledge, it would greatly aid her abilities.

The more women, the more sisters.

She needed to improve herself, enjoying herself while also demonstrating her worth.

From gratitude and repayment to offering herself in marriage, after becoming a wife, the relationship still needed further cultivation.

"Steve, right? You're a good fighter, and you'd be a good warrior even in Asgard.

But I have a question.

Why do you call me Princess?"

If Loki had been more grounded and less ostentatious, he definitely could have achieved something great.

"Because you're the third, aren't you? You can't possibly not even know how many sisters you have in your own family, can you?

Alas, it's hard on you. You don't know, Thor doesn't know, but I do!

But I just won't tell you! Don't try to change the subject. Let's first discuss what price you'll pay after your failed assassination attempt on me."

Steve didn't care about his excuses; he wanted to talk about compensation first before anything else.

Looking at Steve, who resembled a pirate, Loki found his mind struggling to comprehend. These matters could be set aside; after all, once he returned to Asgard, he could ask his mother, Frigga.

But this compensation issue was somewhat amusing. Putting aside the facts, didn't you, Captain AmericaSteve, have any fault at all?

Alright, alright, so you're playing the 'female boxing' card, are you!

"The problem is, I've also been beaten by you for so long, and you've vented your anger. This should be a clean slate."

"If that's truly the case, then I can only regretfully strip you naked and throw you back to Asgard.

Oh dear, the acting King's fondness for streaking is certainly peculiar. Loki, you wouldn't want this to become common knowledge, would you?

I have a good relationship with a newspaper. Come on, let me take a few photos of you, and then you can go back.

Once you've thought about what grand gift to send me, I'll give you the negatives.

Paying back debts and leaving something as collateral, that's perfectly normal, right!"

Steve looked at him with a sincere expression; extorting money so righteously was truly unique!

Loki was almost laughing from anger; how could someone be so shameless!

Who beats someone up and then demands money from them?

"You're a pirate, a hooligan!"

Steve nodded in agreement, generously admitting the point.

"Free U.S., shootings every day. We are inherently an Anglo-Saxon pirate civilization. If we don't steal or rob, are we supposed to do normal business with you?

Weakness is the original sin, and you will be bullied. Don't ask why, because you can't beat me."

Hearing such remarks, Loki was truly angered to laughter. Did this guy have no shame at all?

General Fan: Shame, he has no shame at all!

"Fine, you want compensation, I'll give it to you, I just fear you can't handle it!"

Loki suppressed his anger. Since the other party wanted to play, he would slowly play along with them.

Damn it, he, Loki, had always been the one bullying others; no one had ever dared to bully him. This time, he finally came to such a low-level civilization.

And he got robbed! It's truly like an old lady getting into bed—it made him laugh!

"Oh, and if there are any suitable Asgardian beauties, you can introduce them to me.

You understand, marriage alliances have always been the best way to solidify bilateral relations.

Then we'll be relatives, and wouldn't I support you as king?"

These words made Loki's heart stir; what he needed most was support!

Don't look at him being king now, well, acting king. But Heimdall didn't like him, and The Warriors Three were even closer to Thor, so they also didn't like him.

Besides his mother, Frigga, no one supported him, which was why he was so extreme.

"Alright, I'll look around for you then. What kind of compensation do you want? Gold coins or ancient artifacts?"

Loki was also playing it by ear. Since Steve had this ambition, he would try cooperating with him.

"Don't rush, come, let me take a few photos of you. Don't misunderstand, I just don't trust you."

Steve didn't care; today, he was going to thoroughly indulge his inner photographer, Chen Mouguan.

--

After the photos were taken, Loki's face was as black as coal; one might have thought someone owed him millions!

"Damn ignorant commoner! How dare you humiliate me like this! You're despicable! When I get back, I'll send people to kill you!"

Loki had never been so enraged as he was today; it truly made him explode with anger. How could anyone play like this? It was disgusting!

Steve didn't care; as long as he had this threatening evidence, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to fleece him.

Despicable means didn't matter; as long as the goal could be achieved, it was genuinely effective.

He arrived at the central area.

Steve took a deep breath, looking at the mjolnir above.

mjolnir: Made from the core of a dying star, Uru metal, and Elf oak, it carries Odin's divine enchantment test.

It can bestow the wielder with the power of lightning and greatly enhance their physique, reaching divine standards.

It only hinted at the manufacturing materials and the effects of picking it up, but it didn't indicate whether he was worthy.

Walking over and grasping the handle, Steve took a deep breath; he felt a bit uncertain.

Being able to lift it would certainly be a good thing, but not being able to was the norm.

Worthiness?

Did he have that worthiness?

Only those with compassion, who are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect the people, can be worthy of lifting Mjolnir.

He took a deep breath, adjusting his accelerating heartbeat.

He reached out and gripped it firmly, lifting the hammer!

"What!"

Loki's eyes widened, looking at the scene in disbelief. What the hell was going on!

He had also tried to lift the hammer, but couldn't!

It proved that he was not worthy! He didn't meet the qualifications set by Odin; he was not fit!

Steve also couldn't believe it; he himself could actually lift Mjolnir!

Far away in Asgard, Odin, who had fallen into slumber due to his immense power, also suddenly awoke.

This sudden opening of his eyes startled Frigga, who was sleeping nearby, and she didn't know what had happened.

"Odin, are you alright? You fell into a coma, everyone was very worried about you!"

Chapter 132: Can the Captain Pick Up the Hammer with Honey on His Mouth?

Odin, who was on his deathbed, suddenly sat up in shock. Back when he forged this hammer for his eldest daughter, Hela, he had been busy pulling strings and using many precious materials, only completing it with the most skilled craftsmen in the Universe.

After Hela was sealed away, mjolnir was passed down to his son, Thor. It was a divine artifact meant for him to practice controlling his divine power and lightning!

Now, he goes to sleep, wakes up, and finds the hammer taken by an unknown person!

Could it be that someone truly gained mjolnir's recognition?

"Go find Heimdall, and have Loki teleported back. I have something to say."

"Alright, I'll go now."

Frigga cast a magic spell, using magical sound transmission to inform Heimdall.

Heimdall is Asgard's gatekeeper, in charge of authorizing the opening of the Bifrost Bridge.

The Bifrost Bridge is Asgard's main passage to the outside World, capable of spanning tens of millions of light-years in an instant, reaching anywhere in the Universe.

After receiving the Queen's message, Heimdall came to the control panel and inserted his longsword into it.

Loki, who was in a daze on Blue Star, was suddenly enveloped by the Bifrost Bridge's energy. This dazzling rainbow descended vertically, tearing through the building created by S.H.I.E.L.D. and teleporting him away.

Only a charred, complex pattern was left in its place, its meaning incomprehensible. These distorted symbols surely signified something.

Coulson watched, dumbfounded. Was this science?

Thunderclouds also began to gather in the sky, with violent lightning power surging.

Steve held Mjolnir, and a bolt of lightning struck the hammer. High-voltage electricity spread throughout his body, making him feel a bit sore and numb.

The information prompt appeared again, still so simple and unpretentious.

"Awesome! Again!"

Steve raised Mjolnir high, feeling that after being struck by lightning, the hammer's connection with him seemed to deepen.

As for whether this would take Thor's weapon away, that was not within his concern.

Without the hammer, would Thor not be able to use lightning?

Let him forge his Stormbreaker; mjolnir is no longer his to covet!

Polaris's beautiful eyes sparkled repeatedly, and she couldn't help but tremble. At this moment, Steve was like a God of War; his magnificent physique could bear this World!

Which woman could refuse such a man? They couldn't take their eyes off him.

Violent lightning flashed across the sky, and more and more thunderclouds layered upon each other, making everything seem like the end of the World.

Coulson shivered as he picked up the phone to make a call, but after pressing for a long time, there was no response.

When he saw that all the instruments in the temporary research institute had failed, he realized that the magnetic field here had become extremely chaotic, and they had to leave this place.

Polaris silently leaned aside without speaking. She had only tried to disrupt the magnetic field just now, but she didn't expect the effect to be so good that even satellite phones couldn't make calls; the signal was completely cut off!

It was well known that Steve often spoke of her father's embarrassing stories, like Magneto, which sounded very high-class and grand.

In reality, every time it was about controlling metal; if there was no metal, there was no combat capability.

A true Magneto should be able to change magnetic fields and even reverse magnetic poles!

Once the magnetic field and poles are reversed, with positive becoming negative and negative becoming positive, it would cause an indescribable disaster.

The simplest disaster would be communication failure; even satellite phones would be ineffective.

Secondly, without the protection of the magnetic poles, relying solely on the ozone layer would not be enough to shield against cosmic radiation, and over time...

In just a few months, various complications, such as cancer, would appear.

Other consequences would be the disruption of animal ecological clocks, leading to animal extinction. Without food sources, humanity's future would also become extremely desperate!

Polaris didn't need to go to that extent; she only needed to be able to interfere with communications.

Coulson drove out of the thundercloud area and called Director Fury to report what had just happened.

At this time, Steve was still undergoing the lightning baptism. To control the power of lightning, he had to have sufficient adaptability to it.

Otherwise, the lightning he used would be harmless, enough for ordinary people, but not enough against a Super Soldier.

If he encountered Thanos, it wouldn't even count as a tickle!

"What? You said Steve picked up that hammer? And summoned lightning clouds?

Deputy Director Coulson, go wash your face now. Call me back when you're more awake!"

Fury finished speaking and ended the call. What a lunatic! How could such a thing be possible?!

Captain America picking up that hammer that even a ten-ton crane couldn't move?

Did he think he hadn't seen the World?

If Captain Marvel came, perhaps there would be a chance!

But Captain Marvel had already made it clear when she left him the pager: do not use the pager unless it's an emergency!

Sometimes, the truth of a matter is just like this: lies can deceive people, but the truth is a sharp blade!

Soon, Coulson called back, but this time it was a video call.

After Fury connected, he saw that the scene on the other side was indeed dark clouds pressing down on the city, with very low clarity and strong winds.

Coulson's face was covered in wood chips, looking extremely disheveled.

From time to time, lightning snakes would burst from the clouds, striking the ground and creating a crater several meters deep!

This instantly made Fury alert, his single eye flashing with doubt and confusion.

"According to you, this situation only occurred after Steve picked up the hammer?"

"Yes, Director, that's how it is now. What should we do now? Wait for the thunderclouds to clear before going to find Captain?

I'm worried he can't withstand such violent lightning, and the town is at risk of being affected!"

Coulson was full of worry, not only for his idol's safety but also for the safety of the town's residents.

"First, send people to evacuate the residents to avoid casualties. After the anomaly dissipates, go find Steveand get a clear explanation."

Fury finished speaking and ended the call. Things had been getting more and more frequent recently.

He had a premonition that the time for various monsters and demons to appear might be coming.

More and more super-powered individuals were appearing; they might become criminals, or they might become members of the Avengers.

--

Loki, who had returned to Asgard, was called over by Odin, who personally instructed him to find a way to retrieve Mjolnir!

Such a divine artifact, a weapon forged with immense manpower, material resources, and financial resources, could not fall into the hands of natives from a lower-tier civilization!

In Odin's eyes, all realms outside of Asgard were lower-tier civilizations!

Even if Blue Star had the protection of the Sorcerer Supreme, in his eyes, it was still just a lower-tier civilization. What Sorcerer Supreme? In front of Asgard's army, they were all vulnerable!

"Yes, Father, I'll go take care of it now."

Loki became excited. With Odin's backing, he had the courage to cause trouble for Steve.

What Captain America! In his opinion, this was simply Captain Bandits!

Not only did he hit him, but he also blackmailed him and demanded compensation!

He truly cursed his spiral banana!

He had seen shameless people, but never such a shameless hooligan!

Indeed, lower-tier civilizations are lower-tier civilizations; poor mountains and unruly people!

He must be severely punished!

Otherwise, where would his face as Asgard's Princessbe placed?

Odin appeared very tired, wanting to continue his slumber to recover his energy.

Coincidentally, Queen Frigga was also nearby. Loki's eyes darted, and he asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"Father, Mother, I talked to Steve, the one who picked up the hammer.

He said I ranked third in Asgard, and besides Thor, there was an older brother or sister above me. Is this true?"

Upon hearing this, Odin immediately flew into a rage. He picked up a cup and threw it at Loki's head, spilling tea all over him, with wet tea leaves clinging to his hair.

"No! Get out!"

Seeing Odin suddenly lose his composure, Loki was very displeased with his act of smashing a teacup on him.

The sudden turn of events left Frigga bewildered; she didn't know why Odin was so angry.

"Your Majesty, Loki didn't do anything wrong. He was just asking about something he was confused about. Why do you need to get angry?

We are all family; what can't be discussed calmly?

Thor has already been banished to the mortal realm. He doesn't know if he'll ever return in this lifetime.

And now you're treating Loki like this? How can you treat my son like this!"

Looking at Frigga's genuine emotions, Loki was incredibly moved. He yearned for Odin's approval but hadn't considered Frigga's position very important.

Now it seemed he still had family, and that was Friggabefore him.

She wasn't his birth mother, but she was kinder than a birth mother. From now on, Frigga would be his mother!

"You never treated me as your son; you always treated me as a Frost Giant, didn't you!

Besides Thor, you don't like anyone else. You just treat me as a tool!

You are not my father! I only have a mother! She's the one who cares about me!"

Loki was furious; he had only asked. From Odin's angry and embarrassed expression, he could conclude that this brother or sister definitely existed!

And there must have been a conflict with Odin, even a confrontation with swords, a complete falling out.

Otherwise, why would Odin be so guilty, so angry?

"You! You! I!"

Odin was so angry he couldn't breathe and fainted again.

"Enough! Loki! Go complete what your father tasked you with. You are my son, and his son.

Don't make your father angry anymore. You know what kind of person he is.

Sharp tongue, soft heart. Can you be more understanding of him?

Don't let the tragedy of father and daughter clashing with swords happen again, I beg you.

And don't ask; just pretend it never happened!"

Watching his mother Frigga's bitter pleading, Lokilowered his head in silence, finally nodding.

"Alright, Mother, I'll listen to you. I'll go take care of this matter now."

Watching Loki leave, and then looking at her unconscious husband.

A hint of helplessness flashed through Frigga's heart. She knew about Odin's eldest daughter, Hela, and she knew that it was a forbidden existence.

Hela was too powerful and ambitious. If she were King...

She would drag all of Asgard into an abyss; there would be no peace and prosperity, no subservient factions as there are now.

Waging endless wars is a great taboo!

Chapter 133 Does Thor miss his father?

Loki came to the throne, holding the Eternal Spear, the symbol of the King, and summoned the Destroyer Armor that guarded the Heavenly Palace treasury.

This armor is controlled by magic and does not reach the level of artificial intelligence; it can only perform simple tasks.

"Go and kill everyone in the lower realm, especially Captain America Steve!"

Loki had no intention of letting Steve off; how dare he threaten him by making him take embarrassing photos that would damage his reputation!

It was exactly the kind of thing a ruffian would do. He wouldn't default on a debt, so was it really necessary to go so far?

Was there no trust left between people?

He didn't know that his orders had been overheard by The Warriors Three, who, after some discussion, decided to go to the lower realm to find Thor and help Thor, the legitimate Prince.

The female warrior Sif, upon hearing this, also clamored to go along.

The Warriors Three were helpless, and they knew Sifliked Thor. Moreover, Heimdall, who guarded the Bifrost Bridge, was Hill's older brother, so with her help, they should be allowed to pass through the Bifrost Bridge.

After all, going out privately without reporting their whereabouts was a minor, but not insignificant, crime.

--

"You mean my husband picked up a mythical hammer, is undergoing a lightning baptism, and might become a God?"

Hill was working in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquartersbuilding, and her expression was a bit strange when she received Fury's call.

It was only the other day that she officially confessed her feelings and revealed her true heart to Steve, and she didn't expect to discover her husband's extraordinary nature the very next day.

This was truly somewhat unexpected!

A God?

Just thinking about it made her a little excited, didn't it?

The more powerful her man was, the more secure she would be. As for her curiosity about her husband's secrets, she would have plenty of time to ask him slowly once they returned to their safe house Villa.

Fury also looked disgusted; this display of affection was a bit sudden.

When working, can't you just use titles?

Your husband, your husband, what are you showing off for? As if you're afraid people don't know your husband is Captain America, tsk!

"Secretary-General, shouldn't our current problem be how to resolve this matter?"

Fury quickly interrupted Hill's showing off. Was this the time for showing off and boasting?

"No need for such trouble. After the incident is over, Captain will come and explain it clearly to me."

Hill certainly wouldn't make her husband difficult. As Secretary-General, she could provide her husband with convenience in many matters.

And the stronger her husband's strength, the more things he could accomplish.

Security Council members, more or less, all had some personal matters to handle. Even if they didn't, they could create them.

Their son was kidnapped while traveling abroad; should they ask S.H.I.E.L.D. for help at this time?

Some compromising information was being held against them; did they need S.H.I.E.L.D. to help retrieve it?

Going back and forth like this, wouldn't they become familiar?

Don't let the members fool you with their righteous appearances, acting as if they are wholeheartedly serving the people; in reality, none of them are good.

Take the Insight Project (Captain America 2) for example. This project was to identify all individuals who posed a threat to U.S. security or would pose a threat in the future, and assassinate them in advance.

This was similar to a trial followed by conviction; if the person was already killed, could a dead person still stand up and refute it?

From this, it can be seen that the members who supported the Insight Project were not good people.

They constantly clamored about human rights supremacy, yet it was precisely this group of Anglo-Saxon pirates who disrespected human rights the most.

"This matter is of great importance. If Steve truly has this ability, then he is a walking nuclear bomb."

Fury tried to remind Hill that such a situation would be very dangerous.

"I know that, Fury, you don't need to worry, our goals are consistent.

Captain can always be trusted. Both publicly and privately, I support and trust my husband.

If there are any problems, we'll contact each other again. I've received information here that it seems an uninvited guest has arrived from outside the sky.

You go deal with it, and while you're at it, see if Thor is worth recruiting."

Hill ended the call, looking at the intelligence sent by Edith.

It showed a three-meter-tall giant armor massacring a small town in Puente, and the heavily monitored Thorwas helping to evacuate the crowd.

--

New York, an alarm sounded.

Robbers again started shooting at Police in the street, and soon after, Spider-Man arrived as expected.

This time, Fury personally came forward to recruit him; it turned out to be a setup.

Upon hearing that a powerful creature had attacked a small town, and that the relevant authorities had also extended a recruitment offer to him.

Peter was somewhat tempted, but out of caution, he did not agree, choosing instead to help them deal with the powerful creature first.

The scene shifted to Puente.

Thor was covering his boss's family as they left. Although his boss always scolded him,

it was all to correct his mistakes. After closing time in the evening, they would also have a drink together, chat about life, and he taught him a lot of knowledge.

Thor didn't use this knowledge, at least not before, but now that he had become a mortal, many things had to be learned from scratch, and it became very useful.

During this period of heart-to-heart talks, he had many insights and his mindset had changed a lot.

He used to be impulsive, not thinking too much about problems or gains and losses. He also didn't understand what human relations were; there were no human relations, only incidents!

That's right, it was a major incident! Not human relations!

To describe Thor in one sentence: "Life and death are seen lightly; if you're not convinced, just fight!"

The Destroyer Armor had already massacred half the town, and the scorching laser emitted from its face reached temperatures of over six thousand degrees.

Town residents who couldn't escape were instantly vaporized after being swept by the laser, without even having time to scream.

Half the town was engulfed in raging Fire, and the wooden structures of the houses only made the Fire burn more fiercely in this situation.

Even with Coulson evacuating residents in advance, it was somewhat too late.

Not everyone would cooperate unconditionally; some were cooking, some were having a home run, and they couldn't just leave at a moment's notice.

Well, now it's good; no need to leave, they'll ascend on the spot!

"You go, I'll distract him!"

Thor pushed his boss's family away and turned to face the Destroyer Armor. He didn't know why the guard of the treasury was here.

But he had a premonition that this armor was coming for him!

"Thor, you must come back alive! I'll wait for you!"

The 150-pound proprietress cried profusely, as if there was some special relationship.

The 200-pound boss next to her couldn't hold back, feeling a bit green around the gills. This was impossible; he had been keeping an eye on Thor, so he and his wife shouldn't have had any relationship.

Another middle-aged woman captivated by Thor. Well, good luck to her!

Loki, who had been hit on the head by Odin with a teacup, decided to turn the tables; he wanted to kill Captain America and Thor together.

If Captain America died, his dignity would return.

If Thor died, his position as King would be unshakable by anyone.

Both of them had to die; if they didn't, he couldn't sleep!

Thor here was frantically dodging the Destroyer Armor's laser. After finally getting close, he attacked the opponent with a steel pipe he picked up, but his arm went numb from the recoil.

Dodge, attack, ineffective! Dodge again, attack again!

This time he couldn't dodge; he was directly knocked flying!

Just as Thor was about to die, the Bifrost Bridge opened at a crucial moment.

A nimble female warrior, holding a tactical spear, descended from the sky. The sharp spear pierced the Destroyer Armor's face.

It pinned it to the ground, and the armor, which was glowing with energy beams and preparing to unleash a powerful attack, automatically shut down.

"Thor, are you alright!"

When Sif saw her beloved, her usually serious face broke into a brilliant smile.

But the next second, she was knocked flying!

The Destroyer Armor automatically flipped and changed direction, and naturally, the wound where it was pierced automatically healed after the spear was pulled out!

To be chosen by Odin to guard the treasury, this magical armor had a unique advantage.

"We must destroy its core, smash its armor, or inject a massive amount of lightning into its helmet to make it explode!"

Thor shouted, as the Prince of Asgard, he was all too familiar with his own family's creations.

If he had his divine power and mjolnir in hand, he could easily handle it. But now he was just a mortal, without divine power, he only had theory but no practical combat ability!

Sif and The Warriors Three worked together in tacit agreement, one engaging it head-on, two flanking it, and Sif acting as the finisher, looking for an opportunity from behind.

Four-cornered tactics!

A person cannot simultaneously see in six directions and hear in eight, but this was a magical construct, not a person!

The strongest Volstagg engaged it head-on, colliding with the Destroyer Armor while holding his shield.

Weighing a full six hundred pounds and known as the Shield of Asgard, he couldn't even withstand a single blow and was sent flying by a punch.

Hogun next to him threw his meteor hammer, wrapping it around the armor's neck and pulling it towards himself.

But the opponent didn't move an inch. The armor grabbed the chain and pulled hard, instantly snapping the sturdy alloy chain.

Bang!

Fandral, who was ambushing from the side, was also knocked flying, person and sword together, spitting blood in mid-air.

Sif took advantage of Fandral being knocked flying and also went in for an ambush.

But the armor's head eerily rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, blasting her away with a laser beam.

If Sif hadn't been quick enough to block with her shield, she would have probably been vaporized!

Even so, the shield in her hand was almost ruined, and the scorching heat made her quickly throw it away!

"Ah!"

A scream came, and Hogun's arm was instantly torn off, then he was knocked unconscious by a headbutt and thrown away like a rag!

"No!"

Seeing his comrades from childhood suffering heavy casualties in front of him, Thor roared in grief and anger.

He actively walked in front of the armor and stared at it.

"Loki! I know you want to kill me! Kill me, and let them go!"

Bang!

Without the slightest hesitation, a casual punch from the Destroyer Armor sent Thor flying.

He flew over twenty meters, landing on a car, and the car's roof was dented.

His mortal body couldn't withstand that punch. In his dying moments, he seemed to see his father.

This time, he finally awakened his ultimate skill -- thinking of Dad!

Odin, in his slumber, also sensed his son's near-death, and tears of sorrow fell from his eyes.

Queen Frigga bit her red lips, her eyes red. As a Witch, she could also feel it, but she could do nothing!