Chapter 187: Street Lamp and God (2)

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Chapter 187: Street Lamp and God (2) "Oh my god, you finally came." When Natasha walked out of the room, her face was very bad, and you rarely see this kind of irritable and helpless expression on this female agent's face. "Oh, Steve Captain, why are you here? Didn't I only call for a psychologist?" Just as Natasha closed the door, she turned her head and saw the tall Steve, who was also a little embarrassed. "Actually, the psychologist didn't come, only I came." "Just you? How do you plan to deal with that crazy person? Don't blame me for not reminding you, he's really sick." Natasha was obviously a little angry. She said, "He's a stupid guy full of machismo, he actually said I'm not strong enough? Let me find a strong warrior to talk to him?" "Didn't you let him see how powerful Black Widow is?" "You'll see when you go in." Natasha glanced back at the door and then said, "But I still have to say, try not to conflict with him too much. Nick just called me and said he's very important. He hopes the agents can communicate with him rationally." "Don't worry." As Steve pushed open the door, he smiled back at Natasha and said, "I'm not that violent." As soon as he walked in, he saw a very tall blond man punching the wall and vomiting, apparently being sprayed with some wolf repellent by Black Widow who was angry with him. Steve clicked his headphones and said to the tall man, "Hello." Hearing the sound, the man stopped vomiting and turned around. He brushed his golden long hair aside and looked up and down at Steve, then buzzed and said, "This one is not bad, worth a fight." "Human! Report your name! I am Thor Odinson from Asgard!" His voice was very loud, making Steve's head ache a bit, but he still smiled friendly and said, "My name is Steve, Steve Rogers." Thor walked over and grabbed the railing in the middle of the room, saying, "That woman just now was really weak, and she even dared to call me a patient!" He shook the railing and said, "Let me out, human! You are disrespectful to the future ruler of the nine kingdoms!" "Let's not talk about that first." Steve also looked up and down at Thor and said, "Do you want to change your clothes?" Thor was wearing medieval armor, and his head was still wearing a helmet. But for some reason, the helmet was severely deformed, and the armor was broken into pieces. The lining of the armor became rotten cloth strips, and there was a lot of mud on it. You might not have this kind of miserable appearance even if you came back from a medieval battlefield as another soldier. Thor coldly snorted and said, "Heroes on the battlefield never care about their appearance. They only talk to the enemy with their heads!" Steve didn't understand this sentence, because Thor's English was mixed with the accent of Old English, and there were some self-created words from who knows where. It sounded like a transliteration of another language, and the accent that had been eliminated by the human language system made people really headache. "Well, can you tell me how you got here?" Steve spread his hands and said, "You suddenly fell from the sky, broke a lot of houses, and your weapons are still occupying a family's yard. More importantly, because of your fall, 13 people are still lying in the hospital." Thor impatiently waved his hand and said, "That's because you humans are too weak, not warriors at all, and you don't have the spirit of sacrifice. In Asgard, either die or get up and continue fighting..." Even if Steve only understood a little bit, his face still became gloomy. Captain America's temper is usually good, and there are not many things that can make him angry, but obviously, Thor has stepped on his minefield. He opened the door separating the room and walked in. Actually, Steve is not as tall as Thor, and not as burly as him, but they have a similar temperament. Thor obviously also noticed this and asked, "It seems that you are also a warrior, and one of the more heroic humans." Steve's face had just eased a bit, and Thor continued, "But that's meaningless. When I came here a long time ago, I found that you only turn your knives against your own people, which is shameful in Asgard. Your record is not worth boasting about." Steve took a deep breath and said into the headphones, "Dr. Schiller, can you start treatment now? I'm afraid if it takes any longer, I really can't help but punch him." Schiller's voice came from the headphones, and he said, "I'm afraid you have to wait a little longer. His information is useful." Thor stood in the room with his arms crossed, staring at Steve and saying, "What are you muttering about? Don't try any small tricks! They are useless for the warriors of Asgard!" Thor's voice was really loud, making Steve feel a little ringing in his ears, but he still asked the prepared question, "That hammer about 7 kilometers away is your weapon, right?" "Yes, that is Mjolnir, born from the dying sun and the dwarf's forge fire! The branches of the World Tree gave it new life! The blessing of the Father of the Gods gave it strength!" Steve skipped over the chant that he couldn't understand at all and continued, "Anyway, that's not important. I told you before, that hammer is still in someone's backyard and if it's your weapon, please take it away immediately." "Then, since he's not a foolish king, have you ever thought that he might have a deeper meaning behind this decision?" Steve asked. Thor showed a pained expression and said, "Why does everyone keep saying that? People have been murmuring in my ear before about thinking about Odin's deeper meaning, that he must have other plans..." "But that's not my job! That kind of guessing game should be left to Loki. My little brother is best at this!" Thor continued, "And what about me? I'm a brave warrior! I'm the vanguard who brings glory to Asgard! I hate standing still and guessing every day without any results..." "Anyway, things are already like this now," Steve said. "As you said, you've been stripped of your divine power and can't wield your weapons. There are no opponents or teammates for you on Earth, and you don't need to fight here. Even if you don't guess, there's nothing else you can do," Thor sighed and said, "Well, if that's what he meant, then so be it. I'll take off my armor, throw my weapons aside, and be an ordinary person, living a boring life without any faith or sense of honor." "If that's what he really wants, then I guess I'll just have a break... I'll stay away from the flourishing nine realms, sprout and grow in this deserted corner..." Thor leaned against the wall, looking somewhat dejected. Steve sighed and pressed his headphones, "Whenever I hear him describe Earth like that, I really want to punch him." "Then what do you want to talk about?" Thor asked, looking up. "First of all, without your divine power, you still need to eat and drink, right?" Steve and Thor stared at each other. Steve said, "This isn't a homeless shelter. We don't provide food and shelter. You have to figure it out yourself." "I am a prince of Asgard! The guardian of the nine realms! How can you..." Thor started shouting again. "Well, you can try to use this status to find a job and support yourself on Earth," Steve continued, "But your hammer's fall damaged three residential areas and injured more than a dozen people. You have to compensate for these losses." "Odin will..." "We can't reach Odin, we can only reach you. Anyway, although it wasn't intentional, you still accidentally hurt someone. If you can't compensate for this loss, you may have to go to jail." "Jail???" Thor raised his voice in disbelief. "I am the prince of Asgard! How can you let the future father of the gods go to jail?!!! That will be a stain on my rule career. You damn mortals..." As he spoke, he became agitated again, even raising his fist to attack Steve. Steve stepped back and said into his headphones, "It seems like the therapy isn't very effective. Do you have any other ideas?" "Of course, give him a punch." "Wait, isn't that going a bit too far?" "It's nothing. This is the alternative therapy corresponding to psychological therapy, and it's also the backup plan for this communication. I call it physical therapy." Steve stamped his feet twice in place, then rubbed his wrist and said, "Will this really work? Beating up an alien won't cause a diplomatic incident?" "That's something Nick Fury has to consider. You just need to think about how much strength to use." "How much do you think is appropriate?" "My suggestion is 100%, even if he doesn't have godly powers, he has a godly body that can't be broken." "Human...what do you want to do?" At this point, Thor also noticed Steve's actions and said contemptuously, "Do you want to spar with Asgard's bravest warrior? I will let you know that gods cannot be provoked..." "Boom!!!" Thor flew backwards and was embedded in the wall, then passed out. Steve retracted his fist and said, "What a weak god." At this moment, Natasha, who had gone out to smoke, came back. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Steve standing there and Thor unconscious on the side. The female agent gasped and said, "What happened? Is this the therapy you did?" Steve turned his head and smiled, saying, "...this is physical therapy."

Chapter 187: Street Lamp and God (2)

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