Thor suddenly looked up, then stared conflictedly at the obedient Mjolnir in Samuel's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Don't You dare try to humiliate me, for the glory of Asgard, I... I will definitely get it back, definitely!"
Samuel rolled his eyes. The current Thor was still too naive. Did he think that if he didn't apologize, I wouldn't be humiliating him? You were the one who was sent flying, and You were the one who knelt down. Isn't that humiliation?
Also, why do You think I brought Tony Stark? Why bring Christine Everhart, this reporter? It's just to record Your dark history!
Speaking of which, the Thor who stretched out his hand and said to Hulk with a simple smile that the Sun was setting was much more likable.
Samuel looked at Christine Everhart, who immediately took out her camera and started taking pictures, understanding his intention.
"Cough cough, send me a copy later." Tony Stark winked at Samuel, then curiously examined Mjolnir.
This is Thor's hammer? It's nothing special!
Alright, in this tsundere's eyes, nothing is special, and even if it is, he won't admit it.
"Odin is old, but his two sons, one arrogant and conceited, the other sinister and cunning, are simply unable to inherit the throne and manage Asgard well!"
"He was sealed by Odin and banished to Earth, and a seal was placed on Mjolnir. Only by passing the test can he lift Mjolnir again and regain his power."
Samuel looked at Thor's stunned face and said emotionally: "Kid, don't think I'm messing with You, I'm just helping You understand Yourself! Although I don't completely agree with some of Odin's actions, Your Mother, Frigga, is a person worthy of respect."
"Mother..." Thor murmured, looking at Samuel: "Who exactly are You? Why do You know so much about Asgard's affairs."
"My name is Samuel."
Samuel?
Thor looked bewildered: "I've never heard that name."
"There's a lot more You don't know."
Samuel put down Mjolnir and smiled as he invited the curious and amazed crowd: "This is a rare opportunity, do You want to give it a try?"
"Only those who are deemed worthy can lift Mjolnir, otherwise no matter what method or how much strength is used, it cannot be lifted."
"I don't believe it!"
Since meeting Samuel, Tony Stark's disbelief had increased.
Gripping the handle of Mjolnir tightly with both hands, Tony Stark took a deep breath, and under the unwavering gaze of the crowd, he suddenly pulled upwards with force.
Mjolnir, did not budge!
His face gradually turned red from holding his breath, veins bulged on his neck, and he used almost all his strength, but Mjolnir was like a cold goddess, completely unmoved no matter how hard he tried!
"I still don't believe it, Happy, give me the briefcase!" Tony Stark was somewhat stubborn.
This was his newly developed Mark 5 portable armor, which could be assembled anywhere and folded into a briefcase when not needed.
To reduce overall weight, this suit of armor had only a single-layer design. Besides the palm repulsors and the chest Pulse cannon, no other weapons were equipped, so its firepower and defense were relatively weak.
In terms of power, unlike other armors with independent Arc Reactors, it relied on his own Arc Reactor for energy supply. Although this would cause energy strain, it prevented others from using it.
In about twenty seconds, Tony Stark finished suiting up under the amazed gazes of the crowd and once again grasped Mjolnir.
A roaring sound rose, and the thrusters continuously increased power.
Mjolnir remained as steady as a rock.
"Hahaha, it's useless, You can't lift Mjolnir at all!" Thor laughed proudly.
Tony Stark's face darkened: "You can't even lift Your own stuff, and You still have the nerve to laugh at me?"
This jab instantly made Thor's face darken as well.
"Who says I can't lift it?"
"You can do it, You go."
"If You say go, I'll go."
Thor went.
Then, he was mercilessly mocked.
Tony Stark and Thor were both arrogant personalities. You wouldn't yield to me, I wouldn't yield to You. You'd retort at me, I'd mock You twice, and as they bantered, they started fighting.
Looking at Samuel, who was encouraging others to continue trying Mjolnir, Jane Foster asked softly with some concern: "You, aren't You going to stop them?"
Samuel glanced over. Although they were fighting intensely, there was no real anger. Tony Stark didn't use his aerial advantage, nor did he launch energy attacks. The two were simply having a 'head-on' clash!
Just now, Thor had dropped the Odin Force, and now Tony Stark had also dropped the Mark 5 briefcase armor.
Stop them?
Don't be silly, the more they fight, the better!
"Let them fight, no one will die." Samuel smiled at Jane Foster, and her expression instantly became strange.
One was Thor from Norse mythology, and the other was the famous billionaire and hero Iron Man. You were just letting them fight it out like this?
It's fine as long as no one dies?
Isn't Your standard for 'fine' a bit too high?
"Go give it a try, I think You might be able to lift it." Seeing that everyone else had failed, Samuel gently nudged Jane Foster.
Daisy Lewis leaned over and asked curiously: "Why do You think Jane can lift it? Is it because she's pretty?"
Samuel beckoned her to come closer, then whispered in her ear: "It's because she's small."
Daisy Lewis looked at herself, then at Christine Everhart, and finally at Jane Foster, nodding in deep agreement.
"She is indeed very small! But what does that have to do with being able to lift Mjolnir? It can't be because this hammer likes small ones, right?"
Seeing that Daisy Lewis understood the point, Samuel simply put his arm around her shoulder and whispered seriously: "According to Odin's rules, whoever can lift Mjolnir can obtain the power of Thor. Think about it, this is Thor, You can't always wear casual clothes when fighting people, right? You definitely have to wear Thor's uniform, right?"
"Thor's, or rather Asgard's, uniform isn't something ordinary people can handle. It needs to be worn properly, right? Like You, You wouldn't work. Wearing it would either make You look bloated or make people lose the will to fight!"
Daisy Lewis instantly understood and spread her hands in feigned regret: "It seems I can forget about lifting Mjolnir in this lifetime."
"Jane, go for it, You can do it!"
Samuel laughed heartily and patted the playful Daisy Lewis: "I'm starting to like You, how about exchanging numbers?"
"Okay, okay."
Daisy Lewis took out her phone without any pretense and exchanged numbers with Samuel.
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PS: Here's a picture of Daisy Lewis first.
Chapter 386: S.H.I.E.L.D. Intervenes, Jane Foster's Unresolved Feelings! (First Update, Please Subscribe!)
Her slender fingers gently grasped the handle made from the wood of the World Tree. Seeing everyone looking at her, Jane Foster, who was originally calm, inexplicably became nervous.
"Go for it!"
Daisy Lewis suddenly shouted.
Jane Foster rolled her eyes at her, and a sense of anticipation she didn't know why it appeared gradually rose in her heart. She clearly didn't think she could lift Mjolnir, so why was she suddenly becoming nervous, feeling both hopeful and fearful?
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