I'm at Marvel, and I can write unlimited entries.

New Mexico.

A small town called Antica.

The town is located in a desert climate.

The land is arid and precipitation is scarce.

Everywhere there is a red, yellow, cracked land.

All in all, it's a very fucked up place.

In the distance, on a straight road.

A dirty brown pickup truck roared along.

It was open until it stopped in front of a convenience store in the town.

Then a young man in a white tank top, light-colored jeans, and a pair of sunglasses walked down.

The man is in his early 20s, with an excellent figure, wearing a vest, which perfectly reflects the advantage of his figure.

After taking off his sunglasses, Alan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and complained.

"This place is really hot!" Walking

into the convenience store, Alan opened the freezer and picked up a can of Coke.

Smack –

open the tab.

Then tilt your head and pour it into your mouth.

Grunt -

Drain a can of Coke in a few bites.

"Cool!"

and then took out the money to pay the bill.

The convenience store owner said as he looked for change.

"Hey man, it looks like you're not having a great time. "

Hiccup—

Alan hiccuped and laughed.

"I didn't expect it to be so far away and so hot. "

Where are you from, buddy?"

"New York.

"New York, that's a long way away, to travel?"

said with a finish, handing the change to Alan.

After Alan took the change, he continued to chat.

"Yes, I heard that something fell from the sky a while ago, and it was near here, isn't it?"

When the convenience store owner heard this, he suddenly had a sudden look on his face.

In the past few days, because of this incident, several people have heard the news.

So he pointed in a direction very simply.

"What you're talking about is just west of town, about 50 miles from here.

"But I think it's some kind of aircraft wreckage, and some of it falls every year, so it's not surprising. "

Obviously, the convenience store owner, as a local, is no longer surprised by this kind of thing falling from the sky.

Alan smiled and didn't say anything, just waved goodbye.

Then continue driving towards the place where the thing was dropped.

Because he knew that what fell was not the wreckage of some flying machine.

But......

As for him, Ellen, he is not an ordinary person.

He's a traverser.

The plane traversed is not an ordinary plane either.

Because it's the Marvel plane.

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Alan continues to drive to his destination.

After about 30 minutes, I finally arrived.

But alas, it seems to be too late.

Because it's surrounded by barbed wire.

There were also men guarding outside with guns.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

Pull out your documents directly.

Just swaggered over.

"Stop!" the

gun-wielding soldier stopped him.

Alan handed him the papers.

The soldier glanced at him, then at Allen.

Finally, select the person in charge of the call.

Soon, a man in a white suit walked out.

"Hey Coulson, long time no see!" Alan said first.

"Mr. Allen, why are you here?"

"Traveling, passing by, I heard that something fell from the sky here, so come and have a look. "

As for why he knew Coulson.

Because he knew Iron Man, Tony Stark.

Allen's earliest time travel is Iron Man's timeline.

Then approach Tony when he is about to burp.

With Allen's help, Iron Man feels like he's good again.

So, the two forged a friendship.

Through Iron Man's relationship, Eren got on the line of S.H.I.E.L.D. again.

Well, everything seems to be quite logical.

There is not a trace of the slightest ps.

Coulson didn't say anything.

It doesn't matter if Alan really came to travel or not.

It didn't matter, he just needed to know that Eren was his own.

Because Eren not only helped Iron Man, but also helped S.H.I.E.L.D. get Hulk.

So, Coulson trusted him.

"Let's go, let's talk inside. After

saying that, he took Alan to the temporary laboratory.

Outside the lab, Coulson introduced him to two people.

One is the bald officer Sitwell.

The other is Hawkeye Barton.

Sitwell appeared more enthusiastic and took the initiative to shake Alan's hand.

Barton was colder and just nodded at him.

Alan didn't care, smiled, and followed Coulson to the monitoring room.

The main purpose of his trip was for Thor's hammer.

The rest, it doesn't matter.

In the monitoring room, Coulson pointed to the hammer of Thor in the picture and said.

"That's what fell.

"Have you done any research?"

"Preliminary research, but no valid information.

"I only know that this thing is made of a special material, and I don't know anything else. "

Oh yes, and this thing is so heavy that no one can touch it.

Alan laughed inwardly, you can only move to have a ghost.

But the expression on his face didn't show anything unusual.

He just asked lightly, "Can I go in and have a look?"

Coulson hesitated, but quickly nodded and said, "Yes." Then

the two went through a series of disinfection processes and walked through the isolation tunnel.

Finally came to the location of Thor's hammer.

At this time, Thor's hammer seemed to be embedded in the earth.

It's basically one with the ground.

Alan walked over and took a closer look.

The shape is not much different from an ordinary hammer, but it is engraved with lines.

I don't know what the meaning is

, but since it's Thor's hammer, it must not be an ordinary pattern.

I guess it's some kind of magic circle or spell or something.

"Is this the Mjolnir forged from the core of the Death Star?" Alan sighed inwardly.

Then, Alan held out his palm.

I'm going to try it out and see if I can pick it up.

Grasp the handle of the hammer with your hand and pull it firmly.

Sure enough, it didn't move.

But Alan wasn't disappointed.

Because he never thought that he could wield Thor's hammer.

Besides, he didn't come to snatch the hammer.

Not to mention that he doesn't have the ability to pick it up, even if he has the ability, he doesn't dare to take it.

With his current strength, if he dares to take this hammer, Odin will dare to destroy him.

But after a long journey from New York, I didn't come here to make soy sauce.

Actually, he had another purpose.

I saw him holding Thor's hammer with one hand.

Then meditate inwardly.

"Activate the entry trigger!" Just

then, a mechanical voice came from his head.

[Ding, the entry triggers the quest to start, trigger target: Mjolnir]

about three seconds later.

The system beep in my head rang again.

[Ding, the trigger is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the new entry: Thunder and Lightning Attribute].