Ch: 67-73
Chapter 67: Tony, Your Reactor Is Looking a Little Green
"Mm..."
Pepper Potts's mind went completely blank.
Surrounded by soaring flames and falling scrap metal, her ears were filled with the screams and cheers of people who had survived the disaster.
But all of this seemed very far away from her at this moment.
In her World, there was only the domineering man before her and the irresistible, aggressive aura between their lips and teeth.
That intense, sun-scorched male hormone instantly crushed her rationality as the CEO of Stark Industries.
Before this, she thought she would love the forever-immature Tony for a lifetime.
But just now, when the shadow of death loomed, when she desperately cried out Tony's name only to receive no response...
It was this man who descended like a god and blocked everything.
That instant.
The scales in her heart completely tilted.
"Miss Potts..."
After a long time, their lips parted.
Johnny looked at Pepper in his arms, her face flushed and her eyes blurred, his lips curling into a satisfied, wicked smile.
"It seems you are very satisfied with my 'reward'."
"In that case, shouldn't our contract also take effect?"
Pepper panted heavily, her hands resting weakly against Johnny's chest, yet she had no intention of pushing him away.
"Johnny... you..."
She wanted to say something but found she couldn't even organize a complete sentence.
Just then.
Thud!
A dull sound of metal clashing rang out not far away.
It was the sound of the steel armor landing.
Tony Stark opened his mask. The face that usually wore a cynical smile was now filled with stiffness and bewilderment.
He looked at the two people embracing tightly.
He saw Pepper's shy appearance, a side she had never shown in front of him.
He felt as if the newly replaced triangular Arc Reactor in his chest had turned into a piece of green jade, glowing with a vibrant green light.
Cough, cough!
Tony coughed heavily twice, trying to break this damn ambiguous atmosphere.
"Uh... although I really don't want to interrupt your 'celebration ceremony'..."
"But, you two."
"This is the Stark Expo, and there are tens of thousands of spectators watching below."
"And..."
Tony's gaze turned toward Johnny, his tone carrying a thick sense of bitterness and resentment.
"Lin, aren't you going a bit too far?"
"Stealing my thunder is one thing, but now you're stealing my CEO too?"
"This is a hostile takeover!"
Facing Tony's questioning, Johnny didn't show the slightest panic.
He still held Pepper's waist, even tightening his grip deliberately to declare his sovereignty.
"Hostile takeover?"
Johnny raised an eyebrow, his eyes playful.
"Tony, you're a businessman; you should understand."
"High-quality assets always flow toward more powerful buyers."
"Besides..."
Johnny lowered his head and whispered into Pepper's ear:
"It was Pepper who chose the side that offers more security, wasn't it?"
Pepper's body trembled. She didn't dare look into Tony's eyes and could only bury her head lower.
This silence was a critical hit to Tony.
"You..."
Tony opened his mouth but found himself speechless.
In that situation just now, if Johnny hadn't intervened, Pepper might have... He saved Pepper.
Meanwhile, Tony had been flying around in the sky like a headless fly.
This sense of powerlessness made the habitually proud Tony feel an immense sense of defeat.
"Alright, Tony."
Johnny knew when to stop; after all, you can't shear a sheep completely bald in one go.
"Instead of being jealous here, you should go clean up your mess."
"Those scraps of iron might have stopped moving, but if you don't handle it well, your stock might hit the limit down tomorrow."
"As for Pepper..."
Johnny swept Pepper up in a princess carry and turned toward the edge of the building.
"She's had a fright and needs a good rest."
"I'll take her back first."
"Back... back?" Tony's eyes widened. "Back where?"
"To my house, of course."
Johnny looked back and gave Tony a brilliant smile.
"My bed is big and comfortable."
"See you, Tin Man."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Johnny kicked off the ground, soaring into the sky like a Rocket, disappearing into the vast night while holding Pepper.
Leaving Tony alone standing in the ruins at the top of the tower, bewildered in the wind.
"Jarvis..."
Tony's voice sounded a bit desolate.
"Sir?"
"Check if I can add an anti-green-light coating to this armor."
"..."
...Manhattan, the penthouse luxury apartment of Osborn Tower.
When Johnny walked into the living room holding Pepper, the atmosphere there was just right.
Gwen, Felicia, Mary Jane, Emma, Natasha... and Wanda, who had just recently joined.
A house full of beautiful women was gathered around the sofa watching TV.
What was playing on the TV was precisely the scene from the Stark Expo just now.
Namely, Johnny insta-killing War Machine with one finger, and... that earth-shattering kiss.
"Oh, our hero is back."
Felicia was the first to notice the movement at the door.
Holding a glass of red wine, her cat-like eyes swept over Pepper, followed by a meaningful sigh.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the Boss's efficiency is truly admirable."
"Going out once, he not only got the job done but also brought back a'sheep' along the way."
"And it's the bellwether of Stark Industries, no less."
Hearing this, Pepper's face instantly turned red down to her neck.
Although she was a strong woman in the business World and had seen many grand occasions.
But this kind of scene—being carried directly into a 'wolf's den' to face a group of'sisters'—was truly a first for her.
Especially since these women were each breathtakingly beautiful, and the way they looked at her... why did it feel like they were looking at a new little lamb?
"Put... put me down."
Pepper struggled slightly in Johnny's arms, her voice as small as a mosquito's buzz.
Johnny followed her wish and gently set her down, but his hand still naturally rested around her waist.
"Come, let me introduce you."
Johnny looked around at his harem, a rogue smile on his face that was both irritating and impossible to refuse.
"This is Miss Pepper Potts."
"From today on, she is the new Chief Executive Officer of our Osborn Group."
"Of course..."
Johnny leaned in close to Pepper and, in front of everyone, gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"She is also a new member of this family."
"Everyone, get along well."
"Especially..."
Johnny looked at Emma and Natasha.
"You two, take Pepper to get familiar with the 'environment'."
"Particularly the'special uses' of that lounge; give her a good explanation."
Emma and Natasha glanced at each other, both seeing the playfulness in the other's eyes.
As 'veterans', they knew all too well what this so-called 'getting familiar with the environment' meant.
It was a complete baptism of body and soul.
"As you command, Master."
Emma stood up and walked to Pepper with elegant steps, wearing her signature proud yet submissive smile.
"Miss Potts, I've heard much about you."
"We used to be rivals in the business World, but now..."
Emma took Pepper's hand, her fingertips lightly grazing her palm.
"We are sisters."
"Come, I'll take you to have a bath and change your clothes."
"Your evening gown is beautiful, but... it's not very convenient for the upcoming 'activities'."
Pepper wanted to say something, but she was already surrounded by the enthusiastic women.
Although Gwen felt a little jealous, seeing Pepper's bewildered look, her kind nature took over.
"Sister Pepper, don't be afraid. Johnny is a big pervert, but he's very good to us."
Gwen leaned in and whispered comfortingly.
"And... you'll get used to those kinds of things..."
After saying that, Gwen's own face turned red first.
Watching Pepper being ushered toward the bathroom by the group of women, Johnny sat on the sofa with satisfaction.
[Ding!]
[Detected target Pepper Potts has successfully moved into the host's mansion!]
[Achievement Unlocked: Iron Man's Pain!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Full set of Arc Reactor technology (optimized to nanoscale)!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining an extra reward: 30% hidden share control of Stark Industries (via a network of shell companies)!]
[System Prompt: Tonight is a good opportunity. It is suggested that the host strike while the iron is hot and completely turn Stark Industries' CEO into your private housekeeper!]
Listening to the system's prompt, Johnny lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
"Arc Reactor technology..."
"Combined with Osborn's biotechnology."
"The perfect fusion of mechanical and biological."
A sharp light flashed in Johnny's eyes.
"It seems it's time to upgrade the equipment for my Valkyries."
But before that... Johnny heard the laughter and the sound of water coming from the bathroom, his lips curling into an evil smile.
He stood up and unbuttoned his shirt.
"Before that, I have to give the newcomer a lesson."
"About..."
"How to be a qualified 'family member'."
Johnny strode toward the bathroom.
Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night... Inside the bathroom.
Mist swirled.
In the massive jacuzzi, several fair bodies were faintly visible.
Pepper Potts huddled in a corner, arms crossed over her chest, her face as red as a cooked shrimp.
She looked at these women who showed off their perfect bodies without any inhibition, feeling her worldview collapsing.
This was... too open, wasn't it?
"Don't be shy, Pepper."
Felicia swam over, wrapping herself around her like a mermaid.
"Look, everyone has them."
"And..."
Felicia pointed toward the door.
"The Big Bad Wolf is coming in."
As soon as she finished speaking.
The bathroom door was pushed open.
Johnny walked in shirtless, like an ancient Greek sculpture.
Those explosive muscle lines appeared even more enticing in the water mist.
"Everyone's here?"
Johnny closed the door behind him and locked it.
His gaze pierced through the mist, accurately locking onto Pepper in the corner.
"Pepper, I've come to help scrub your back."
"This is a VIP service, a treatment only newcomers get."
Pepper watched Johnny approaching step by step, her heart thumping like thunder.
She knew she couldn't escape.
Or rather... deep in her heart, she didn't actually want to escape.
"Then... then I'll trouble you..."
Pepper closed her eyes and whispered.
Johnny smiled.
He stepped into the tub, splashing water everywhere.
A feast of power and desire officially began in this narrow space.
And at this very moment.
In far-off Queens.
Tony Stark sat before a workbench that was half-destroyed, holding a bottle of whiskey, raising a glass to the empty lab.
"A toast... to this damn life."
He tilted his head and downed a large gulp of the strong liquor, his peripheral vision catching the photo of Johnny and Pepper kissing on the screen nearby.
Crackle!
The glass was crushed to pieces in his hand.
"Johnny Gilda..."
Tony gnashed his teeth, revenge burning in his eyes.
"You just wait."
"This isn't over!"
But what he didn't know was.
This was only the beginning.
In this World where the rules had been rewritten by Johnny.
The tragedy belonging to Iron Man had only just begun.
And the myth of Johnny Gilda.
Was heading toward its peak step by step.
Chapter 68: Tony, Your Company Is Gone Too
The morning sun streamed shamelessly through the massive one-way floor-to-ceiling window of the Osborn Tower penthouse, spilling onto the disheveled large bed.
The air still carried the lingering, blush-inducing scent of intimacy.
It was the afterglow of a wild celebration.
Johnny Gilda leaned against the headboard, holding a post-coital cigarette. Wispy smoke blurred his handsome, almost unnaturally beautiful face.
His gaze fell upon the woman still asleep in his arms.
Pepper Potts.
This once formidable businesswoman, the anchor of Stark Industries.
Now, she lay curled lazily and submissively in the crook of his arm, like a Persian Cat whose backbone had been removed.
Her once sleek, golden-red hair was now a tangled mess strewn across Johnny's pectoral muscles.
Her fair skin was dotted with faint red marks—medals left behind from last night's 'Onboarding Training.'
"Tsk."
Johnny exhaled a smoke ring, his fingers lightly tracing the smooth skin of Pepper's back.
"Truly worthy of being called Pepper."
"That spicy kick is definitely more memorable than your average candy."
Last night's battle had been brutal.
Even Johnny, with the aid of his 'Post-Nut Clarity' mode, had to admit that this CEO's endurance in a certain aspect rivaled that of the mutation-enhanced Gwen.
Perhaps.
This was the resilience honed from years of dealing with the whims of Tony Stark, that overgrown baby?
"Mmm..."
A soft moan escaped from the figure in his arms.
Pepper's long eyelashes fluttered a few times before her eyes slowly opened.
The first thing she saw was Johnny's deep, ocean-like eyes, tinged with a hint of mockery.
Memories flooded back like a tide.
The explosion at the Stark Expo, Johnny's God-like descent, that deep kiss in front of everyone... and last night, on this very bed, the madness of how she had gradually succumbed and ultimately lost herself completely.
"Awake?"
Johnny lowered his head and planted a light kiss on her forehead.
His voice was hoarse, carrying the magnetic rasp of early morning.
"Good morning, my CEO."
Pepper's face flushed crimson in an instant.
She instinctively tried to pull the covers over her naked body but found her entire body so sore and weak she couldn't even muster the strength to lift a finger.
"Johnny... I..."
Her voice was dry, her throat feeling as if it had been scorched by fire.
"I've betrayed Tony..."
A shadow dimmed Pepper's eyes. While her body had completely surrendered, a sliver of guilt still lingered on a moral level.
After all, she had taken care of Tony for so many years.
"Betrayed?"
Johnny scoffed and stubbed out his cigarette.
He reached out, firmly lifting Pepper's chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
"Pepper, you need to get one thing straight."
"It was Tony Stark who screwed everything up first."
"He's obsessed with his toys, obsessed with his arrogance, and he doesn't even have the ability to protect you."
"If it weren't for me, you'd be a cold corpse by now."
"A wise bird chooses its branch to roost on."
"You've simply made the correct choice any adult would make."
Johnny's words were like a scalpel, precisely cutting through the defenses in Pepper's heart.
Yes.
Tony... he was always like that, forever immature, forever needing her to clean up his messes.
But this man before her.
Powerful, domineering, mysterious.
In his arms, that unprecedented sense of security was something Tony could never provide.
"I understand..."
Pepper closed her eyes. The tear tracks at their corners were still wet, but when she opened them again, a new resolve shone within.
It was the attachment to a stronger being.
It was also... resignation to a new life.
"Good that you understand."
Johnny smiled with satisfaction.
"System, extract the reward."
He silently recited in his mind.
That 'Iron Man's Pain' achievement from last night had given him quite a few good things.
[Ding!]
[Nanoscale Arc Reactor Technology has been extracted!]
[Control Authority over 30% of Stark Industries' Hidden Shares has been activated!]
A torrent of immense information instantly flooded Johnny's mind.
It was the ultimate secret of applying nanotechnology and perfectly merging biotechnology with mechanical engineering.
Compared to the bulky mechanical armor Tony was still using.
The technology Johnny now possessed was at least twenty years more advanced!
"Since you're awake, get up."
Johnny threw off the covers, revealing his Greek sculpture-perfect physique.
"There's a good show to watch today."
"A good show?"
Pepper struggled to prop herself up, looking at him with confusion.
"Of course."
Johnny walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the Stark Tower standing tall in the center of Manhattan in the distance.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"That guy Tony is probably fuming with rage right now, wanting to settle the score with me, huh?"
"Perfect."
"It's about time for me to go collect my new assets."
...Stark Industries, Headquarters Building.
The top-floor laboratory was in complete disarray.
Tony Stark, clad in his heavily battle-damaged Mark 6 armor from the Expo, was frantically hammering away at a holographic keyboard.
His eyes were bloodshot, his hair a bird's nest, and he exuded an aura of volatile energy teetering on the edge of collapse.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
"Jarvis! Haven't you tracked that bastard's location yet?!"
Tony roared, slamming a fist onto the table.
Last night's scene was like a red-hot thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.
Pepper had been taken.
Right in front of the whole World, taken by that bastard named Johnny Gilda!
This was a disgrace!
An unprecedented humiliation for the Stark family!
"Sir, tracking has failed."
Jarvis's voice remained calm, but it delivered news that drove Tony even more frantic.
"The target appears to possess some form of jamming technology. Our satellites cannot lock onto his precise location."
"Furthermore..."
"Furthermore what?!" Tony bellowed.
"Just moments ago, the company's board of directors sent an urgent notification."
"A mysterious capital flow completed a hostile takeover of Stark Industries stock the moment the market opened."
"Currently, the other party holds over 30% of the shares, making them the second-largest shareholder, second only to you."
"What?!"
Tony froze.
30% of the shares?
Overnight?
That's impossible!
Stark Industries was a behemoth. Mobilizing such a terrifying amount of capital overnight was something no ordinary financial group could achieve!
"Who is it?!"
Tony's voice trembled slightly.
"The specific source cannot be traced. It is only known that the funds were dispersed through thousands of shell companies."
Jarvis paused, then continued:
"However, the ultimate destination of all funds points to a newly established holding group."
"Its name is—the JG Group."
JG?
Johnny Gilda?
Johnny Gilda!
"It's him! It has to be him!"
Tony shot to his feet. The faceplate of his helmet snapped shut with a 'clack,' and his eyes lit up with angry white light.
"This bandit!"
"He stole my woman, and now he wants to steal my company too?!"
"Dream on!"
"Jarvis, activate all backup armors!"
"Lock onto Osborn Tower!"
"I'm going to blow that bastard's lair to smithereens!"
However.
Just as Tony was about to take off.
"Zzzt—"
The holographic screens in the laboratory flickered a few times.
Immediately afterwards, Jarvis's voice became fragmented.
"Sir... system... experiencing... unidentified intrusion..."
"Firewall... failing..."
"Losing... control..."
"What?!"
Tony was shocked.
Jarvis was currently the World's most advanced artificial intelligence; how could it be so easily invaded?
Before he could even react,
all the screens in the laboratory went black.
A few seconds later.
A massive, clear image appeared on the main screen.
It was a young, handsome face, wearing an infuriatingly smug grin.
Johnny Gilda.
He was sitting in the boss chair that originally belonged to Norman Osborn, holding a glass of red wine, raising it slightly towards the screen.
"Good morning, Tony."
"Sleep well last night?"
"Looks like you've got some pretty heavy dark circles under your eyes?"
"It's you!"
Tony raised his repulsor, aiming it at the screen, even though he knew it was pointless.
"Get out of my system!"
"Don't be so grumpy."
On the screen, Johnny shrugged, looking completely relaxed and at ease.
"I'm just here to give you a heads-up."
"Given that I'm a new major shareholder of Stark Industries,"
"I feel it's necessary to conduct a comprehensive 'upgrade' of the company's security systems."
"After all..."
"Your Jarvis seems a bit... dim."
"Bullshit!" Tony trembled with rage.
"Also."
Ignoring Tony's anger, Johnny turned slightly, revealing the figure behind him who was organizing documents.
Pepper Potts.
She was wearing a brand new, more daringly cut business suit, with the diamond necklace Johnny gave her last night still hanging around her neck.
She looked radiant, more captivating than ever.
"Pepper?!"
The moment he saw Pepper, Tony's heart clenched violently.
"Pepper! Are you okay? Did that bastard do anything to you..."
Pepper looked up at Tony through the screen.
Her gaze was complex, but more than anything, it held a sense of finality.
"I'm fine, Tony."
Pepper's voice was calm, so calm it felt alien to Tony.
"Johnny treats me very well."
"And..."
She walked over to Johnny and naturally placed her hand on his shoulder.
"I've made a decision."
"I will resign from my position as CEO of Stark Industries."
"From today, I am the Chief Operating Officer of the JG Group."
"And..."
Pepper glanced at Johnny, a blush coloring her cheeks.
"Johnny's personal assistant."
Boom!
Those words were like a sledgehammer, smashing right into the top of Tony's skull.
Personal assistant?
That powerhouse of a woman who used to boss him around and manage all of Stark Industries.
Now she's willingly becoming someone else's personal assistant?!
And this kind of... obviously not-so-proper assistant at that!
"No... this isn't real..."
Tony took two steps back, his armor emitting a grating screech.
"Pepper, you're being forced into this, right?"
"Did he brainwash you?!"
"No, Tony."
Pepper shook her head.
"This is my own choice."
"Before, I was always waiting for you to grow up, for you to turn around."
"But I'm tired."
"Johnny gives me the sense of security I want, and the... future I want."
"So, good luck, Tony."
With that, Pepper turned and left the camera's view.
On the screen, only Johnny's punchable smiling face remained.
"Hear that, Tony?"
Johnny swirled his wine glass, his eyes full of disdain.
"Some things, if they aren't yours, you can't keep them in the end."
"Whether it's a woman, or a company."
"I'm going to kill you!!!"
Tony completely exploded.
The thrusters on his back ignited with blazing flames, ready to propel him through the roof.
"Hold on."
Johnny suddenly snapped his fingers.
"Snap."
The next second.
The Mark 6, which was preparing for takeoff, suddenly went dead, as if its power had been cut. All its lights instantly went out.
The thruster flames died abruptly.
"Clang!"
Tony crashed heavily onto the floor, like a tin toy with its batteries ripped out.
"What's going on?!"
"Jarvis! Move!"
Tony struggled desperately inside the armor, but the suit that usually obeyed his every command had become a heavy prison, locking him in tightly.
"Save your energy."
On the screen, Johnny's smile turned even colder.
"Your suit's operating system code is too outdated."
"I just 'optimized' it for you while I was at it."
"Now, its control is in my hands."
"What?!"
Tony was horrified.
Remote control?
Right under Jarvis's nose?
How was that possible!
His technical skill... had reached such a level?!
"Impossible... that's my source code..."
"Nothing is impossible."
Johnny stood up and straightened his suit.
"Tony, times have changed."
"You think you're still the one and only Iron Man?"
"In my eyes."
"You're just a child playing house in a tin can."
"Stay in there and reflect for a while."
"When you come to your senses and are willing to hand over the remaining shares."
"I might consider... letting you out for some air."
After speaking.
The screen flashed and went completely dark.
The laboratory fell back into dead silence.
Only Tony, locked inside his armor, remained, letting out roars of impotent rage.
"Johnny Gilda!!!"
...Osborn Tower.
After cutting the communication, Johnny stretched contentedly.
Satisfying!
So satisfying!
Watching the arrogant Iron Man trapped like a turtle in his own shell, this thrill was even more exhilarating than ten spa treatments.
"Boss, you were so... bad just now."
From behind, Pepper walked over with a plate of fruit, her gaze complex but filled mostly with admiration.
"Bad boys get the girls, you know."
Johnny pulled Pepper close, opening his mouth to catch the grape she offered.
"Besides, for disobedient children, you have to use special methods."
"Alright."
Johnny clapped his hands.
"We don't need to worry about Stark Industries for now; Kingpin will handle the rest."
"Now..."
"We should prepare to welcome our next guest."
"Guest?"
Pepper asked, puzzled.
"Who?"
Johnny walked to the window, looking at the dark clouds gathering in the sky and the faint rumble of thunder.
The corner of his mouth lifted in a meaningful smile.
"An alien prince with a hammer."
"And..."
"All those good things from the Divine Realm."
"Asgard..."
"I wonder if the legendary Queen Frigga is as captivating as the stories say?"
Johnny licked his lips.
The many children many blessings system's conquest had only just begun.
The map of Earth, this newbie zone, was almost completely cleared.
It was time... to set his sights on the stars and the sea.
It was time... to set his sights on the stars and the vast ocean.
Chapter 69: There is Nothing I Want to Take That I Can't Pick Up
New Mexico, fifty miles west of Old Bridge Town.
This was a desolate stretch of Gobi desert; the scorching Sun baked the Earth, and the air was thick with the smell of dry dust.
However, at this moment, this ignored wasteland was crowded to the point of being impassable.
A temporary S.H.I.E.L.D. Base had sprung up, and countless Agents in hazmat suits were busy around a massive crater in the center.
Or rather, they were gathered around a seemingly ordinary "hammer" at the bottom of the pit that could not be moved an inch by any means.
"Officer, it's still no use."
An Agent wiped his sweat and reported to Coulson, who was standing on high ground.
"We've tried cranes, winches, and even thought about hollowing out the soil underneath, but this thing is like it's welded onto the spatial coordinates—it won't budge."
Phil Coulson sighed, looking at that damn hammer at the bottom of the pit, feeling his hairline recede another few millimeters.
Ever since Johnny Gilda burst onto the scene, the style of this World had become increasingly magical.
First there was an alien invasion, then various supervillains were farmed like minor mobs, and now this thing falls from the sky.
"Maintain the perimeter; don't let anyone near."
Coulson rubbed his temples.
"Especially..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a familiar, heart-palpitating sound of something breaking the air suddenly came from the sky.
Boom—!
A black figure, like a meteor piercing the sky, plummeted straight into the center of the Base with an unparalleled, overbearing aura.
The ground shook violently, and dust billowed everywhere.
The surrounding Agents instantly raised their weapons, tensely aiming at the center of the dust cloud.
"Stop! Everyone put your guns down!"
Coulson's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted.
What a joke.
Pointing guns at this lord?
Are you worried S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't paying out enough pension money?
The dust settled.
Johnny Gilda, wearing a casual black shirt with his hands in his pockets, was levitating half a foot off the ground.
Those deep eyes didn't look at the Agents around him who were acting as if facing a formidable enemy; instead, he stared with interest at the hammer at the bottom of the crater.
Mjolnir.
Thor's Hammer.
"Yo, Agent Coulson."
Johnny slowly landed, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Why did you come to such a godforsaken place to do illegal construction?"
"Mr. Gilda..."
Coulson greeted him with a bitter smile, keeping his posture very low.
"What brings you here?"
"What? Is there anywhere on Earth I can't go?"
Johnny raised an eyebrow. That matter-of-fact arrogance made Coulson feel a surge of suffocation.
"No, of course not."
Coulson quickly waved his hands.
"This place has been taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D. because it involves unknown radiation and..."
"Enough, don't give me that official talk."
Johnny waved him off and walked straight toward the crater.
Everywhere he passed, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents automatically cleared a path, like Moses parting the sea.
No one dared to stop him.
No one wanted to stop him.
Who didn't know this lord was a ruthless man who could pop an alien mothership with a single finger? Not to mention the Director and deputy director both... cough cough.
"So this is the hammer?"
Johnny stood at the edge of the pit, looking down at the metal hunk covered in Runes.
A faint golden light flashed in his eyes.
Looking past the surface, he could clearly feel the massive, ancient energy contained within the hammer.
That was Odin's incantation.
And the weight of a dead star's core.
"Interesting."
Johnny rubbed his chin.
"If you're interested, you can try to see if you can pick it up,"
Coulson said cautiously from the side.
"We've tried many methods and failed."
In fact, he had his own little scheme.
If even Johnny, the strongest being on Earth, couldn't pick it up, then this hammer probably really couldn't be moved by anyone.
"Pick it up?"
Johnny chuckled, his gaze contemptuous.
"A broken hammer discarded by someone is worthy of me making a move?"
"However..."
Johnny turned around, casting his gaze toward the entrance of the Base.
There, an old off-road vehicle was driving in recklessly.
"It seems the owner of this hammer is already impatient to come and retrieve his toy."
Screech—!
The off-road vehicle braked sharply, stopping outside the perimeter line.
The car door opened.
First to emerge was a pair of long legs in work boots.
Next, a woman with wavy brown hair, refined and sharp features, and an aura of intellectual beauty stepped out.
Jane Foster.
The beautiful scientist who was quite famous in the field of astrophysics.
Behind her followed an intern wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a voluptuous chest and a somewhat dorky look.
Daisy Lewis.
And... a burly man with dazzling blond hair, built like a bear but wearing an ill-fitting T-shirt, his face full of fury.
Thor.
Right now, he wasn't yet that majestic God of Thunder.
He was just a mortal stripped of his divine power and exiled to Earth.
"It's here!"
Thor looked at the giant crater, the joy and longing in his eyes almost overflowing.
He pushed aside the Daisy who was in his way and charged toward the Base with long strides.
"Hey! Big guy! You can't go there!"
Jane Foster shouted anxiously, trying to pull him back, but she was brushed aside by Thor.
"Out of the way, mortal!"
Thor roared, like an out-of-control bull, crashing directly into the S.H.I.E.L.D. blockade.
"Halt! Any closer and we'll fire!"
The Agents warned loudly.
But Thor was deaf to them.
Even without his divine power, the Asgardian physique still made him far beyond ordinary people.
Bang! Bang!
Several Agents who tried to block him were knocked to the ground with just a few punches.
That primitive, savage way of fighting was full of the aesthetics of violence.
"Who is this guy? Is he crazy?"
Daisy pushed up her glasses, her mouth slightly agape as she watched the burly man going 'Dynasty Warriors' style through the crowd of Agents.
"But... he's got a really nice body."
"Daisy!"
Jane glared at her, but her gaze was involuntarily drawn to another person.
That was Johnny, standing by the pit with his hands in his pockets, looking on as if watching a play.
Against the background of the surrounding chaos.
That man was like a deity standing apart from the World.
His black shirt fluttered in the wind, outlining perfect muscle lines.
That face... Jane swore that after studying stars for half her life, she had never seen an existence more dazzling than this man.
It was the ultimate attraction in a biological sense.
"Who is that?"
Jane asked subconsciously, her heart skipping a beat for some reason.
"Don't know... but with that aura, he's clearly a big shot."
Daisy was also dazed, even forgetting to pay attention to the burly man who was fighting.
"Wow, Boss, is this your target?"
"A fighting brute, and two... well, seemingly easy-to-trick female scientists?"
In Johnny's mind, the system's voice sounded at the right time.
"Shut up."
Johnny replied in his mind.
His gaze swept over Jane and Daisy.
[Ding!]
[Detected classic high-quality Marvel female—Jane Foster!]
[Identity: Astrophysicist, future Lady Thor (growth stock).]
[Measurements: B85/W60/H88 (Intelligence and beauty coexist).]
[Detected classic high-quality Marvel female—Daisy Lewis!]
[Identity: Political science intern, snark specialist.]
[Measurements: B95/W65/H92 (A hidden top-tier gem, especially those... cough cough).]
[System Suggestion: Host, this is a 'buy one get one free' opportunity! Take down that female scientist and take the intern while you're at it! This is the highest realm of 'academic research'!]
The corner of Johnny's mouth lifted slightly.
Buy one get one free?
I want them all.
By now, Thor had broken through the defenses and reached the edge of the crater.
He looked at the familiar hammer, tears welling in his eyes.
"mjolnir..."
"Old friend, I've come to get you."
Thor took a deep breath, a confident smile appearing on his face.
He firmly believed that as long as he held the hammer, his divine power would return.
He would still be that peerless God of Thunder!
He ignored Johnny standing to the side, strode down the muddy slope, and came before the hammer.
He reached out both hands and tightly gripped the handle.
"In the name of this hammer..."
Thor gave a great shout and suddenly pulled upward with all his might!
However.
One second.
Two seconds.
The hammer was as if it had grown into the ground.
It didn't budge an inch.
"Huh?"
Thor was stunned.
Refusing to believe it, he exerted force again, the muscles on his arms bulging, veins popping, and his face turning the color of pig liver from the strain.
"Aaaaaahhhh—!!!"
He let out a Beast-like roar, exhausting every ounce of strength in his body.
But the result remained the same.
The hammer hadn't moved even a millimeter.
"No... no..."
Thor let go, staggering back two steps before collapsing into the mud.
In that instant.
His pride, his dignity, his faith.
At this moment, they completely collapsed.
"Why... why..."
Thor looked at his hands, his eyes hollow and despairing.
"Father... have you truly forsaken me?"
In the sky, the originally clear weather suddenly became overcast with dark clouds and rolling thunder.
As if also feeling sorrow for this fallen deity.
"What a pathetic sight."
A cold voice came from above.
Thor looked up sharply.
He saw the man in black standing at the edge of the pit, looking at him with a gaze reserved for trash.
"This is the so-called God of Thunder?"
Johnny sneered.
"If I were Odin, I would have thrown you down here too."
"Because right now..."
"You're not even as good as a slightly stronger ant."
"Who are you?!"
Thor was incensed.
Even without his divine power, he could not tolerate a mortal humiliating him like this!
"I am the Son of Odin! I am Thor, the God of Thunder!"
Thor scrambled up from the mud and roared as he charged at Johnny.
"Take back that filthy gaze!"
He swung his fist, wanting to give this arrogant mortal a lesson.
"Watch out!"
Jane, seeing this from a distance, couldn't help but cry out.
However.
Faced with Thor's angry punch.
Johnny didn't even bother to dodge.
He simply slowly extended a single finger.
Thud!
A muffled sound.
Thor's sandbag-sized fist was steadily stopped by Johnny's index finger.
It couldn't advance an inch further.
"What?!"
Thor's eyes widened in total disbelief.
Although he had lost his divine power, his physical constitution was still Asgardian-level.
A punch like this could leave a dent even in a steel plate.
How could this mortal... possibly block it with just one finger?
"Too weak."
Johnny shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.
"A god?"
"In my eyes, you're not even as good as a mosquito."
As soon as he spoke.
Johnny lightly flicked his fingertip.
Boom!
An invisible surge of energy erupted.
Thor was sent flying as if he'd been hit by a speeding train.
Instantly!
Bang!
He slammed heavily into a shipping container dozens of meters away, causing the metal box to cave in.
Pfft—
Thor spat out a mouthful of blood and slid to the ground, unable to get back up.
The entire field fell silent.
Everyone stared at the scene, dumbfounded.
A one-shot!
A complete and utter one-shot!
That burly man who was just wreaking havoc was actually sent flying by a single finger?
Gulp.
Daisy swallowed hard, her hand trembling as she pushed up her glasses.
"Jane... I think, should we... go ask for his number?"
Jane didn't speak.
She just stared intently at the man standing by the pit.
The light in her eyes was more intense than the lightning in the sky.
Johnny paid no mind to the half-dead Thor.
He turned and jumped down into the pit.
He came before mjolnir.
"mjolnir..."
Johnny reached out, gently stroking the cold patterns on the hammer's body.
A meaningful smile curled on his lips.
"They say only those with a noble character are worthy to lift you?"
"But I've never been one to believe in such things."
"And..."
Johnny's palm gripped the handle.
The Qi in his body and the energy of the Mind Stone surged instantly.
"In this World."
"There is nothing I want to take."
"That I can't pick up."
"Rise for me!"
Johnny suddenly exerted force.
In that instant.
The magnetic field of the entire Earth seemed to warp.
In the sky, thunder exploded!
Mjolnir, which had been completely immobile.
Under the forced intervention of Johnny's terrifying strength and the Infinity Stone's energy.
Actually... let out an overloaded humming sound.
And then.
Slowly.
It left the ground!
Chapter 70: Since You're Here, Don't Even Think About Leaving
"Buzz—!!!"
The earth moaned.
The air trembled.
Centered on that crater, the magnetic field for ten miles around became completely disordered at this moment.
Johnny's palm firmly gripped the handle of Mjolnir.
Upon it flowed Odin's incantation—a restriction set by the All-Father that only those who were "worthy" could move it.
But in Johnny Gilda's dictionary...
The word "worthy" had never existed.
Only "I want" and "I can."
"Get... up!"
The golden light in Johnny's eyes surged; it was the Mind Stone calculating frantically, analyzing the frequency of the Rune symbols. Simultaneously, the Ki in his body, like a vast ocean, poured madly into the hammer's body through his arm.
If you don't recognize me?
Then I'll beat you until you do!
If you are a lock?
Then I'll smash this lock to pieces!
"Creeeak—"
A tooth-aching sound of metal grinding rang out.
Under the watch of countless pairs of horrified eyes,
that "stubborn tenant" which even S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't budge an inch with heavy cranes...
Moved.
Though slowly, though with difficulty,
it truly, indeed, left the ground!
One inch.
Two inches.
One foot!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang as if breaking free from some kind of shackle,
Johnny held it up to the sky with one hand, lifting the lightning-flickering war hammer high!
"Crackle—!"
In the sky, the originally overcast thunderstorm clouds seemed to receive some kind of summons.
A thick bolt of lightning struck straight down, accurately hitting the war hammer in Johnny's hand.
Lightning overflowed!
Johnny bathed in the lightning, his black hair dancing wildly and his shirt fluttering.
Like a demon god descending upon the World.
"Is this the power of Thor?"
Johnny felt the violent yet submissive energy coming from the hammer.
A contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"It's nothing more than this."
"No!!!"
In the distance, Thor, collapsed in the mud, let out a heart-wrenching scream.
His eyes widened, and bloody cracks even appeared at the corners of his eyes.
That scene was more painful to him than being killed.
That was his hammer!
That was his glory!
That was the only memento his father had left him!
How could it be lifted by a mortal... a mortal full of evil energy?!
"This is impossible... that's my father's incantation..."
"Except for me... no one can lift it..."
Thor's worldview completely collapsed at this moment.
Like a three-hundred-pound child who had lost his favorite toy, he pounded the ground in despair, mud splashing all over his face.
"This is a god?"
Johnny gave the mjolnir a casual twirl; the heavy hammer felt as light as a feather in his hand.
He looked down at Thor in the distance.
"Can't even keep hold of your own weapon."
"What face do you have left to call yourself a god?"
"If I were you, I would have found a piece of tofu to kill myself with long ago."
Killing the heart after killing the person.
Thor opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, only able to make "ho-ho" gasping noises.
[Ding!]
[Detected host forcibly conquering the divine artifact—Mjolnir (Thor's Hammer)!]
[Achievement Unlocked: NTR Thor to his face (Weapon Edition)!]
[Since the host conquered the divine artifact through 'violence' and 'mind rewriting' rather than 'worthiness,' a special reward is triggered!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Asgardian God Physique (Intermediate)!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Thunder Law Affinity +50%!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining an extra reward: Odin's Gaze (Don't worry, he's sleeping, just having a nightmare)!]
Hearing the prompt in his mind, Johnny was in a great mood.
Asgardian God Physique?
This was good stuff.
That kind of ox-like endurance and recovery, combined with his original Saiyan bloodline...
Tsk tsk.
In the future, that extra-large custom bed at home would probably need to be replaced frequently.
"Retract."
With a thought from Johnny,
Mjolnir instantly turned into a stream of light and entered the bracer on his wrist.
Since he had gotten his hands on it, it was his trophy.
As for giving it back to Thor?
Dream on.
Unless he got tired of playing with it one day.
Johnny slowly floated out of the crater and landed on the ground.
At this time,
the surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents looked at him with more than just awe.
It was the way one looks at God.
Coulson wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, with a face that said "I knew this would happen."
He stepped forward and respectfully handed over a handkerchief.
"Mr. Gilda, you... have worked hard."
"It's alright."
Johnny wiped his hands and casually threw the handkerchief away.
His gaze passed over Coulson and fell upon the two women who were still in a daze.
Jane Foster.
Daisy Lewis.
Two top-tier beauties.
Especially Jane Foster; that aura of intellect combined with beauty was practically a natural hanger for uniform temptation.
And Daisy... Johnny's gaze lingered for a second on those black-framed glasses and her full bosom.
This kind of ditzy type would probably be very fun to bully.
"Hey, you two beauties."
Johnny strode forward with his long legs, carrying the lingering prestige of thunder, and walked up to them.
That powerful male pheromone aura instantly enveloped the two of them.
"Was that... my hammer?"
Jane Foster stared blankly at Johnny, her brain not yet recovered from the shock.
The man who had just stood in the lightning like a god or demon,
was now standing right in front of her.
Inches away.
That face was more exquisite than a movie star's, and those eyes were deeper than the starry sky.
Gulp.
Jane subconsciously swallowed.
As a rigorous Astrophysicist, she shouldn't have been so out of sorts.
But... this was biological instinct!
"It used to belong to that big guy."
Johnny pointed to Thor in the distance, who was still questioning his life in the mud, and then gave a wicked smile.
"But now, it's mine."
"Just like..."
Johnny took a step forward, completely ignoring the so-called social distance.
He reached out and gently tilted Jane Foster's chin.
His fingertips were warm, carrying a hint of electrical numbness.
"Just like certain things under this starry sky."
"Since I've seen them,"
"they are mine."
Jane trembled all over.
That numbness shot from her chin straight to her head, making her legs go weak, almost unable to stand.
"What... what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?"
Johnny chuckled, his gaze roaming over her body without restraint.
From that exquisite collarbone to that plaid shirt that wasn't well-fitted but couldn't hide her curves.
"I heard you're an Astrophysicist?"
"Perfect."
"I'm very interested in celestial body movements, especially the mutual attraction and collision of Binary star systems."
"I wonder if Miss Jane would be willing to do me the honor,"
"and come discuss with me... the combination of Ergonomics and astrophysics?"
Hiss—!
Daisy, standing nearby, sucked in a breath of cold air.
This pick-up line... was too hardcore, wasn't it?
Too overbearing, right?
Too... heart-fluttering, right?
"I... I..."
Jane's mind was a mess.
Reason told her that the man in front of her was dangerous, extremely dangerous.
But her feelings were screaming madly: Agree to him! Quickly agree!
This kind of powerful, mysterious, and aggressive man,
to a female scientist like her who spent all day buried in dry data,
was simply a lethal poison.
"I want to go too!"
While Jane was still hesitating, Daisy suddenly raised her hand.
She pushed her glasses up, looking like a total fangirl.
"I'm an intern too! I understand physics too!"
"And... I can help record data!"
"Record... certain special vibration frequencies!"
Johnny turned his head and looked at this slightly curvaceous intern.
He smiled.
"Very well."
"I like students who are eager to learn."
"In that case."
Johnny naturally put his arms around both of their waists, one on each side.
That forceful posture simply allowed no refusal.
"Then let's go together."
"On my spaceship, the bed... oh no, the laboratory is very large."
"Enough for the three of us to do research together."
"Wait!"
Thor, seeing this from a distance, finally recovered from his breakdown.
That was Jane!
That was the first woman to show him kindness and even buy him a drink!
Though they had known each other for less than half a day,
in the God of Thunder's heart, she was already his prospective princess!
"Let them go!"
Thor stood up shakily and rushed over like a wounded Beast.
"You bandit! Thief!"
"You stole my hammer, and now you want to steal my woman?!"
"Your woman?"
Johnny stopped his pace and looked back at the muddy, pathetic prince.
His eyes were full of mockery.
"Thor."
"Have you still not figured out the situation?"
"Right now, you are just a mortal without any power."
"You can't even protect yourself, yet you want to protect a woman?"
Johnny snorted coldly.
A golden light flashed in his eyes.
"Kneel!"
An invisible spiritual pressure instantly crashed down on Thor like Mount Tai.
That was the power of the Mind Stone!
Thump!
Thor felt as if his knees were struck by a heavy hammer, and he knelt uncontrollably on the ground.
He even smashed two pits into the ground.
"Aaaargh—!!!"
Thor roared in humiliation, trying to stand up, but his body felt as if it were filled with lead, unable to move an inch.
"Remember this."
Johnny held the two beauties and looked down at him.
"In this World,"
"the weak have no mating rights."
"And no right to speak."
"Want to take back your things?"
"Then crawl back to Asgard and ask your faking-sleep father,"
"who exactly is the one who is truly worthy."
Having said that,
Johnny ignored Thor's impotent rage.
"Coulson."
"Here, I'm here!"
Coulson, who had been acting as an invisible man on the side, hurriedly ran over.
"I'll leave this to you."
Johnny pointed to the messy scene.
"That big guy—if you don't want him to die, you'd better find him a veterinarian."
"As for these two ladies..."
Johnny tightened his grip on the two warm and soft beauties in his arms.
"They've been requisitioned by the Osborn Group."
"As my... Private Scientific Consultants."
"If there are any problems, have Nick Fury come find me directly."
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!"
Coulson nodded his head like a woodpecker.
Are you kidding?
Who would dare say no at a time like this?
Didn't you see that even Mjolnir was taken away by him?
"Very good."
Johnny nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go."
"Boom!"
Johnny kicked off the ground.
Carrying Jane and Daisy with him, he soared directly into the sky.
Bukūjutsu activated!
Amidst the screams of the two women, he turned into a black stream of light and disappeared into the distance of the vast Gobi.
Leaving Coulson alone, standing bewildered in the wind.
He looked at the empty crater.
Then looked at Thor, the God of Thunder, kneeling on the ground and crying like a three-hundred-pound child.
He sighed.
And picked up his walkie-talkie.
"Director..."
"Something big has happened here in New Mexico."
"That Johnny Gilda..."
"He took Mjolnir."
"And by the way... he also took two female scientists."
"Yes, that Jane Foster."
"...I understand."
"I'll handle it."
Coulson hung up the phone and looked toward the horizon.
Only one sentence was in his heart:
Being an Agent these days is just too hard... Ten thousand meters above.
Johnny was in no hurry to fly back to New York.
He used Ki to form a transparent shield, blocking out the fierce winds.
Inside the shield, it was as warm as spring.
Jane and Daisy clung tightly to Johnny's waist, fearing they would fall.
The thrill of high-altitude flight made their hearts pound incessantly.
"Where... where are we going?"
Jane asked tremblingly.
Though she had studied astronomy all her life, this experience of physical flight was a first.
Moreover, this man's embrace... was so hot.
So hard.
So full of security.
"To a quiet place."
Johnny looked down at the two beauties with flushed faces in his arms.
A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"The night view of New Mexico is quite good."
"Let's find the highest peak."
"I think..."
"We can first have a... field investigation into 'Gravitational waves'."
"For example..."
"The vibrations produced when two objects are in vigorous motion."
"What do you think?"
Jane and Daisy looked at each other.
Their faces were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
But neither said no.
In fact, Daisy's hand had already quietly slipped into Johnny's shirt,
feeling those firm abdominal muscles.
"I think... this topic has great research value."
Daisy pushed her glasses up and spoke solemnly.
"I agree too."
Jane bit her lip and reached her hand over as well.
"Then..."
"Let's begin."
Under the moonlight,
three figures intertwined in the air,
flying toward the highest peak in the distance.
Tonight,
was destined to be another sleepless night.
As for that God of Thunder still crying in the mud?
Who cares?
The strong possess everything.
That is the truth.
Chapter 71: Is This the Pinnacle of Your Asgardian Technology?
The night sky over New Mexico was brilliant with stars.
But at this moment, the peaceful night was shrouded in a chilling aura of slaughter.
Outside the town of Old Bridge Town.
Johnny Gilda was sitting on a massive rock, playing with the mjolnir he had just "borrowed."
mjolnir was as docile as a kitten in his hands, occasionally emitting a few pleasing arcs of electricity as if trying to curry favor with its new Master.
And at his feet...
Jane Foster and Daisy Lewis leaned against his legs on either side, their faces still flushed with a lingering glow, looking up at the stars with dazed eyes.
Or rather, looking at this man who was more dazzling than the stars themselves.
"Johnny..."
Jane reached out her finger, tracing circles on Johnny's firm thigh muscles.
"Just now... it was truly crazy."
"Tens of thousands of meters in the air..."
"I felt like my soul was about to fly out."
"Can't handle it already?"
Johnny gave a soft chuckle and reached out to pinch the tip of her perky nose.
"This is just the beginning."
"There will be plenty of opportunities for 'high-altitude operations' in the future."
"As long as you..."
Johnny hadn't finished his sentence.
"RUMBLE—!!!"
In the distant sky, a blinding pillar of rainbow light suddenly lit up.
That pillar of light pierced through heaven and earth, as if tearing the entire night sky apart.
The massive surge of energy even caused the ground to tremble slightly.
"What is that?!"
Daisy cried out in fright, instinctively burrowing into Johnny's arms.
"That's the Bifrost Bridge."
Jane Foster, being an Astrophysicist after all, recognized that unique energy signature at a glance.
"Could it be... those 'gods' are coming?"
"Gods?"
A disdainful sneer curled at the corner of Johnny's mouth.
He stood up, his gaze piercing through the night, accurately locking onto the location where the Bifrost Bridge had landed.
There, four figures dressed in strange attire were stepping out from the pillar of light.
Sif and The Warriors Three.
"These are the so-called Asgardian reinforcements?"
Johnny shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.
"They look like... nothing more than a group of slightly stronger circus performers."
However...
Immediately following them.
In the instant before the light of the Bifrost Bridge was about to dissipate.
Another even larger, heavier silhouette slowly emerged.
It was a giant suit of armor forged entirely from an unknown metal.
Its entire body exuded a heart-palpitating aura of destruction.
Its face had no features, only two slits burning with fire.
The Destroyer Armor!
Odin's ultimate weapon!
"Heh."
Johnny's eyes lit up.
"It seems this is the main course for tonight."
"That little schemer Loki is really willing to pay a high price."
...Inside the town of Old Bridge Town.
Thor was sitting like a vagrant in front of a modest bar, holding a cup of cheap beer, his eyes hollow.
The former God of Thunder had now completely degenerated into a useless person.
He had lost his divine power, lost his hammer, and even lost his dignity as a man.
Johnny's gaze from earlier and that sentence, "The weak have no right to mate," were like a red-hot knife stabbing ruthlessly into his heart.
"Am I... a piece of trash?"
Thor muttered to himself, clutching his hair in agony.
Just then.
"Thor!"
A familiar voice rang out.
Sif and The Warriors Three rushed over, their faces full of anxiety and joy.
"We finally found you!"
"Great! It's so good to see you're alright!"
Thor stared blankly at his old comrades-in-arms. A flicker of light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed again.
"What are you doing here?"
"To laugh at me?"
"No! Thor!"
Fandral said loudly.
"We've come to take you home!"
"Loki has usurped the throne! Odin has fallen into the Odinsleep! Asgard needs you now!"
"Home?"
Thor gave a bitter laugh, pointing at the dirt-stained T-shirt he was wearing.
"In the state I'm in now, can I even go back?"
"And..."
"mjolnir was also snatched away by that mortal."
"I... am no longer the God of Thunder."
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
The hammer was snatched away?!
By a mortal?!
How could this be possible!
"BOOM—!!!"
Before they could digest this shocking news.
At the end of the street, a series of heavy footsteps suddenly echoed.
With every step, the ground trembled.
That giant metal monster—the Destroyer—was approaching with stiff yet oppressive strides.
The fiery slits on its face were locked dead onto Thor.
"Is that... the Destroyer?!"
Sif's expression changed drastically as she drew her longsword.
"Loki sent it to kill you!"
"Protect Thor!"
The Warriors Three roared, drawing their weapons and charging forward.
However...
In front of the Destroyer, their strength was simply too insignificant.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The Destroyer merely gave a casual swipe.
The three Asgardian warriors were swatted away like flies, smashing heavily against the walls and spitting blood.
"No!"
Thor's eyes looked as if they were about to burst.
Though he had lost his divine power, his instincts as a warrior remained.
He charged forward recklessly, wanting to use his mortal body to block this monster.
"Loki! It's me you want to kill!"
"Let them go!"
Thor spread his arms, standing in front of his wounded comrades.
The Destroyer stopped in its tracks.
The fire in its face suddenly surged, a precursor to the accumulation of energy.
In the next second...
A searing beam of destruction was about to burst forth, turning this meddling, useless man into ashes.
"Goodbye... Jane."
Thor closed his eyes, preparing to meet death.
However...
One second.
Two seconds.
The expected high temperature did not come.
Instead, he heard a crisp sound of metal clashing.
"CLANG—!"
Thor opened his eyes in confusion.
He saw a black silhouette that had appeared in front of him at some unknown time.
With a single hand.
Using just one hand.
He had casually blocked the Destroyer's face.
Forcing that destructive beam, which was enough to melt a tank, right back into its stomach!
"Is this the pinnacle of your Asgardian technology?"
The man turned his head, revealing a profile that made Thor's teeth itch with hatred, yet he had to admit was incredibly handsome.
Johnny Gilda.
A mocking smile curled on his lips.
"Looks like nothing more than an oversized oven to me."
"You..."
Thor was too shocked to speak.
This mortal... could actually block the Destroyer with his bare hands?!
"ROAR—!!!"
The Destroyer seemed to be infuriated.
The energy core within its body spun frantically, and the metal plates all over its body glowed with red light.
It attempted to break free from Johnny's control.
"Quiet down."
Johnny's brow furrowed slightly.
A blue light suddenly lit up on the bracer on his wrist.
The Space Stone!
"HUM!"
The surrounding space instantly froze.
Chapter 72: My Building Entrance is Still Missing Two Stone Guardian Lions
The Destroyer's massive body was like an insect frozen in amber, unable to move.
"Since you're here..."
Johnny turned around, facing the giant metal monster as if looking at a collection piece about to be put into storage.
"...then don't even think about leaving."
"Just as well."
"My building's entrance is still missing two stone guardian lions."
"I think your size is quite suitable."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Johnny suddenly threw a punch.
Without using any fancy techniques.
It was pure, ultimate power!
Plus... the blessing of a sliver of Thor's power!
"Boom—!!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar.
The Destroyer's indestructible Uru metal shell was like papier-mâché under Johnny's fist.
A large hole was punched straight through its chest!
Not only that.
The violent power of thunder surged through the wound, instantly destroying all its internal energy circuits.
"Crack... sizzle..."
The Fire in the Destroyer's eyes flickered a few times before completely going out.
That ultimate weapon that terrified the Nine Realms.
Just like that.
With one punch.
Was rendered useless.
The whole scene was dead silent.
Whether it was Sif, the Warriors Three, Thor, or the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents watching secretly from a distance.
At this moment, their mouths were wide open, and their jaws had dropped to the floor.
Is... is this still human?!
*Gulp.*
Thor swallowed hard.
Looking at the man standing on the wreckage of the Destroyer, a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.
This kind of power... even at his peak, he might not have been able to achieve it, right?
"Done."
Johnny patted the dust off his hands, feeling pleased.
"System, recycle this pile of scrap metal."
[Ding!]
[High-value item detected—Destroyer Armor Wreckage (Core Intact)!]
[Recycling successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Uru Metal Refining Technology!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Destroyer Beam Emission Schematics!]
[Congratulations to the host for receiving an extra reward: God-King Odin's... ahem, morning grumpiness (He seems to have woken up, and he's very angry).]
Odin is awake?
Johnny raised an eyebrow.
So what if he's awake?
Could that old man really cross the starry sky to hit me?
Even if he came.
The current Johnny, holding two Infinity Stones and possessing a body full of dragon ball skills.
He might not necessarily fear him!
"Alright."
Johnny turned and looked at Thor and his group, who were still in a daze.
"The show's over; it's time to disperse."
"As for you..."
Johnny's gaze lingered for a second on Sif's heroic and striking face.
Tsk.
This Asgardian Valkyrie really has a certain charm.
That untamed aura was somewhat similar to Felicia's, but with an added touch of a warrior's fortitude.
"Want to take him away?"
Johnny pointed at Thor.
"You can."
"However..."
Johnny walked up to Sif, reached out, and twirled a lock of black hair near her ear.
"As a toll."
"Shouldn't you leave something behind?"
Sif's whole body tensed, and she subconsciously gripped her sword hilt.
But looking at the smoking wreckage of the Destroyer nearby.
She knew very well.
Resistance would only lead to death.
"What... what do you want?"
Sif asked through gritted teeth.
"It's simple."
Johnny leaned close to her ear, his voice low and magnetic.
"Leave your contact information."
"When I have time to travel to Asgard."
"I hope you can be my... tour guide."
"The kind that accompanies me throughout the whole trip."
Sif was stunned.
Immediately, two red clouds bloomed on her face.
This mortal... actually dared to flirt with a female warrior of the God Realm?!
But... why wasn't she that repulsed in her heart?
There was even a hint of... joy at being recognized by the strong?
Is this the Asgardian mentality of admiring the strong?
"I... I understand."
Sif lowered her head, not daring to look into Johnny's eyes.
"If... if you really dare to come."
"Very good."
Johnny smiled with satisfaction.
He had one more reason to go to Asgard.
Except for that legendary Queen Frigga.
This Valkyrie seemed not bad either.
"Beat it."
Johnny waved his hand as if shooing away flies.
"Take your useless prince and get back to your God Realm."
"Tell Loki."
"The territory of Earth will be named Gilda from now on."
"Tell him to keep his claws to himself."
"Otherwise..."
A cold gleam flashed in Johnny's eyes.
"Next time, it won't be his claws that get chopped off."
"But his head."
...The Bifrost Bridge descended once more.
Carrying the scarred and humiliated Thor and his group, they left Earth in a sorry state.
Watching the pillar of light disappear into the horizon.
Johnny stretched.
"Finally, some peace and quiet."
He turned around and looked at the two women behind him, whose eyes had long since turned into stars.
Jane and Daisy.
"How was it?"
Johnny spread his arms, his face wearing that signature mischievous grin.
"Was the fireworks show just now good?"
"It was great! It was amazing!"
Daisy was the first to rush up, hanging onto Johnny like a koala.
"Boss! You were simply too cool!"
"I want that too! That punch that can blast through a robot!"
"Teach me!"
Although Jane was more reserved, the admiration in her eyes was not diminished in the slightest.
She stepped forward and took Johnny's arm of her own accord.
"Johnny... who on Earth are you?"
"Are you a god?"
"A god?"
Johnny held the two beauties and strode toward his maybach.
"No."
"I am an existence even higher than a god."
"I am..."
"Your man."
"Eek!"
The two women let out shy screams, but neither of them refuted him.
In this World where might makes right.
Being conquered by such a man.
Perhaps it was also a kind of happiness.
"Let's go."
Johnny opened the car door.
"Tonight's academic research isn't over yet."
"Our train of thought was interrupted just now."
"Now..."
"We have to make up for it twofold."
The maybach's engine roared to life.
Carrying a car full of spring-like passion, it disappeared into the vast night.
As for S.H.I.E.L.D.?
As for Odin?
As for the future Thanos?
Who cares.
Enjoy first, talk later.
Having many children and much fortune is the ultimate truth!
Chapter 73: Leave This Mess for Director Fury to Worry About
In the early morning of New Mexico, the air was filled with a lingering wild scent from last night.
On the peak of the mountain Johnny had chosen.
A black maybach sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, with morning dew still clinging to the windows.
Or rather, it was the condensation left behind after some intense activity.
"Phew..."
Johnny pushed open the car door and gave a long stretch.
The morning light spilled over his bare upper body, outlining muscle lines as perfect as a Greek statue.
Every muscle contained explosive power, while also exuding a fatal allure.
"Awake?"
He turned his head, looking at the two women still sound asleep in the back seat.
Jane Foster and Daisy Lewis.
At this moment, they were like two kittens ravaged by a storm, lazily curled up together.
Disheveled strands of hair covered half their faces, but couldn't hide the satisfaction and exhaustion written all over them.
"Mm..."
Daisy rubbed her bleary eyes and adjusted the non-existent glasses on the bridge of her nose (they had been lost somewhere long ago last night).
"Boss... good morning."
Her voice was terribly raspy, as if her throat were filled with grit.
"Morning."
Johnny gave a soft laugh, his gaze sweeping unscrupulously over her plump curves, which were still faintly visible despite being covered by a blanket.
"You performed well last night."
"Especially that... high-frequency vibration recording."
"I'm very satisfied."
Daisy's face flushed crimson instantly.
She instinctively buried her head in the blanket, not daring to look at Johnny like an ostrich.
Too... too embarrassing!
Even though she was an intern, and even though she was studious.
But that... that kind of high-intensity "field study" really almost cost her her life!
At this time, Jane beside her also woke up.
This usually rigorous female scientist now leaned submissively into Johnny's arms like a little woman.
"Are we... going back?"
Jane's voice was very soft, carrying a hint of reluctance.
Although last night was exhausting, it was the craziest and most unforgettable night of her life.
Beside this man, she felt as if she had found the truth of the Universe.
And that was—
Conquering and being conquered.
"Of course."
Johnny reached out to lift her chin and pecked her on those rosy lips.
"The scenery here is good, but the conditions are crude after all."
"My big bed is much more comfortable than being in this car."
"And..."
A playful glint flashed in Johnny's eyes.
"There's a group of sisters waiting for you at home."
"I think you'll have a lot in common."
Jane and Daisy looked at each other.
Although they were mentally prepared (after all, how could a powerhouse like Johnny only have one woman?), hearing the quantifier "a group" still made their hearts tremble.
"A group?"
This man... just how capable is he?
...Half an hour later.
The black maybach, like a bolt of black lightning, sped away from the desert toward the nearest airport.
As for the old off-road vehicle that originally belonged to Jane?
Who cares.
Just leave it there.
Anyway, they wouldn't need that kind of junk anymore.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s temporary Base.
Coulson, sporting two dark circles under his eyes, watched the luxury car drive away on the surveillance screen and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"He's gone... finally gone."
If this lord didn't leave soon, he felt his heart might stop beating.
The earth-shaking battle last night, even from several kilometers away, had made his heart leap in fear.
One punch to blow up the Destroyer!
Forcibly lifting Mjolnir!
And even making off with two female scientists!
How is this something a human would do?
"Officer."
An Agent cautiously approached.
"Umm... what about Thor?"
"He's currently..."
The Agent pointed to a corner of the surveillance screen.
There, the once-unrivaled Thor was now squatting by the crater like an abandoned stray dog, staring blankly at the empty pit.
After being taken away by Sif and the others yesterday, he didn't know what kind of madness had possessed him, but he had snuck back in the middle of the night.
He kept muttering nonsense like "mjolnir," "Father," and "I am not worthy."
It looks like... he's gone mad.
"Don't mind him."
Coulson sighed, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Right now, he's just a mortal."
"And a mortal who has been utterly crushed."
"As long as he doesn't cause trouble, just let him stay there."
"After all..."
Coulson glanced at the huge deep pit that Johnny had blasted out with a single punch.
"We can't control it either."
"Pack it up."
"This mess... let's leave it for Director Fury to worry about."
...New York, Osborn Tower.
By the time Johnny walked out of the private elevator with Jane and Daisy, it was already afternoon.
In the luxury penthouse, it was still a scene of beautiful women and spring-like vibrance.
Gwen was lying on the sofa reading a book (about pregnancy care), Felicia was wiping her Cat-claw knives, Mary Jane was practicing yoga, and Emma was processing documents... Seeing Johnny return with two "new faces" behind him.
The women's reactions were surprisingly consistent.
No surprise.
No jealousy.
Only a clear understanding of "as expected."
"Yo, Boss is back?"
Felicia whistled, her cat-like eyes sweeping over Jane and Daisy.
"Scientists this time?"
"And two of them?"
"Boss's tastes... are really getting broader and broader."
"Not just broad, but also very picky."
Emma adjusted her glasses (yes, she had gotten a new pair), and while her tone was indifferent, a hint of playfulness showed in her eyes.
"Astrophysicist Jane Foster."
"She's quite famous in the academic world."
"I didn't expect..."
Emma shook her head.
"That she would also end up falling for you."
"It's called charm."
Johnny shrugged, looking like it was only natural.
He walked to the sofa, sat down heavily, and naturally pulled Gwen into his arms.
"Come, let me introduce you."
"These two are Jane and Daisy."
"They'll be part of our big family from now on."
"Responsible for..."
Johnny thought for a moment.
"Responsible for researching some rather profound physical problems."
"Like... how to use quantum mechanics to improve the harmony of domestic life."
"Pfft—"
Natasha, who was drinking water, almost spat it out.
This man.
He really can't go three sentences without talking about his 'business'.
Jane and Daisy stood there, feeling a bit awkward.
Even though they were mentally prepared, the quality of this "harem"... was just too high, wasn't it?
Every single one of them was a top-tier goddess level!
Even the maid wiping the table (who was actually Silver Sable) had a figure that made one envious.
This kind of pressure... was practically greater than facing the Destroyer!
"Don't be nervous."
Gwen slipped out of Johnny's arms and walked over to the two with a smile.
As the main wife, she had long since learned how to accept new sisters.
Besides... having two more people to share the burden was a good thing for her.
After all, the current Johnny was practically a Human Pile Driver; she couldn't handle him alone.
"Welcome to the group."
Gwen took Jane's hand, smiling sweetly.
"I'm Gwen."
"If there's anything you don't understand later (referring to *that*), you can ask me."
"Or..."
Gwen glanced at Felicia and Emma nearby.
"You can ask them too."
"They are very experienced."
Jane's face instantly turned red.
But looking at Gwen's sincere smile, the trepidation in her heart finally eased.
"Tha... thank you."