Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"This is different. I don't want to invite you directly, but I want to gain your friendship. I hope I invite you based on friendship, not related to interests."

Colson was very candid and his tone was very serious.

This is also his choice, he doesn't want to tie Sol up with interests.

Because benefits are not reliable, those who are invited with benefits will sooner or later be lost due to insufficient benefits.

But friendship is different.

Friendship is an extremely precious thing and a powerful moral weapon.

Once people are bound by friendship, they will involuntarily tilt in the direction of friendship when thinking.

Once a person is bound by friendship, he will not be self-interested and selfish. Even if what he does is extremely evil, he will not inflict this evil on his friend.

This can be said to be a kind of moral kidnapping in a different direction.

Coulson wants to gain Thor's friendship, and then use this friendship to protect the earth and the people on it.

Colson felt that this method was the most correct way.

Coulson paused and continued: "Mr. Thor, let's go back to the bureau to discuss the specific situation! What do you think?"

Thor shook his head and said: "Mr. Colson, I don't want to go to SHIELD for the time being. I have one more thing to do."

"A very powerful being gave me an idea, and it seemed to be a way to restore my strength."

"I need to try it, his idea is very important..."

"A powerful existence?" Colson raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Is it that man in a suit and leather shoes, with a serious expression, but with a hint of chic? When you went to lift the hammer, I

I saw him."

"Just one look from him made me tremble all over, and my hair stood on end, as if I was staring into a bottomless abyss."

"In front of him, I can only choose to surrender, but not to resist...In front of him, I can't help but feel fear. I can only lower my head. I dare not look at him. Looking at him seems to be...

A blasphemy..."

"Well, yes, it was his idea..." Thor nodded slightly, with a serious look on his face, and said slowly: "What you described is right. Even if I was a god, I can't help him."

He straightened his body in front of me... He was taller and majestic than my father, Odin, the King of Gods."

"I really didn't expect that there is such a powerful existence in the soil of the atrium. His power actually makes me feel suffocated..."

Listening to Thor's exclamation, Coulson raised his eyebrows, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked very nervously: "Mr. Thor, do you know his identity? Can you guess his identity?"

"Or, can you see his attitude towards human beings and the world?"

"You must know that such a powerful existence has an extremely huge impact on this world..."

Colson's tone was full of worry.

Hearing Colson's question, Thor shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Colson, I'm sorry, I don't know anything about that man. He is like a question mark."

"I don't have any information about him here, but judging from the fact that he knows my father's identity, there should be no shortage of legends about him in this world. You can use this to find the answer..."

"This is a little suggestion I give you. You can search for the answer by investigating the historical relics in the atrium. Odin has been here, and that man should also have been here."

After hearing this, Colson nodded and said: "This is a good suggestion. Our history is very long, and the history is full of mysteries and miracles. Those are all things worthy of our investigation."

"Mr. Thor, thank you for your advice. I need to return to SHIELD as soon as possible and report this matter to the Director..."

Thor coughed lightly and whispered: "Well, Colson, it's time for me to leave. It's time to try that man's method."

"By the way, there is one more thing. I must tell you that when investigating the miracles, you can pay more attention to the stories and legends about the Olympus god system..."

"Yes! I understand..." Colson nodded, took out a pager from his arms, threw it to Thor, and said: "Mr. Thor, this is our single-line communication tool. If anything happens, you

Just press the red button and you can ask me for help directly."

"When I call you, just click the green button to connect..."

Thor took the pager, looked at it carefully, put it in his pocket, nodded, and said, "Okay, Colson, I understand."

The two of them chatted for a while and then left.

Colson watched Thor's leaving figure, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Sir Colson, are we going to let him go like this?" The young agent walked to Colson's side and raised a black umbrella to cover the heavy rain. His eyes were slightly narrowed, but he could not hide the coldness in his eyes.

, his expression was slightly serious, and there was a hint of solemnity in his words.

"Hey, young man, don't be so cold. An agent's career includes not only countless missions and assassinations, but also relationships and accidents..." Coulson raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "A weapon is too sharp.

If so, sooner or later it will hit him... An outstanding agent must learn one thing, which is to become what he is at the right time."

"Boy, you still need to change a lot, but just like you are now, you will never become an outstanding agent."

The young man frowned, nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "What about Magneto? He came here just now. He is on SHIELD's dangerous list. Do we want to arrest him?

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Coulson shook his head and said: "Magneto's matter is not within the scope of our jurisdiction. SHIELD will only give him a verbal warning. It is the X-Men who will really deal with him."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Professor Charles will handle this matter...the weapons made of steel in our hands are like broken copper and iron when meeting Magneto.

No deterrent."

"The existence of Magneto can be said to be a powerful blow to human technology."

As a veteran, after some small talk and instructions with the young agent, Coulson loudly announced the order to return to SHIELD.

Two hours later.

On an aircraft carrier in the sky.

After changing into a clean black suit, Coulson opened the door to the director's office and began a routine report.

Nick Fury pressed the space button and paused the currently playing Journey to the West. He slowly raised his head, looked at Coulson with squinted eyes, and asked: "The supernatural celestial phenomenon in the suburbs has disappeared for an hour and a half... Cole

Sen, how's it going? Is everything settled?"

Upon hearing this, Coulson shook his head expressionlessly, sighed softly, and said: "Director, not only has the situation not gotten better, it has even gotten worse..."

Nick Fury frowned, opened the drawer, picked up a cigar that was obtained through corruption and bribery from Dr. Cornell, a non-staff consultant to SHIELD, put it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and said: "Science

Ersen, tell me how bad it is. Now that I have been influenced by Journey to the West, my heart has become extremely calm, and it is difficult for me to make any more waves."

"No matter how heavy the news is, no matter how bad the situation is, I can accept it calmly now, and there will never be any more changes in my expression..."

Nick Fury's words were very powerful and full of confidence.

After hearing this, Coulson blinked and said with a smile: "Director, I hope everything is as you said and you can really bear this."

"Do you still remember the divine investigation team you asked me to set up before? This operation allowed me to gain a partner and add one more member to my team."

"This member is a god. He is Thor, the god of thunder in Norse mythology, and his father is Odin, the king of gods... From him, I also have a clearer understanding of the world."

"According to Thor's words, our world is actually in the shape of a tree. On this lush tree, nine fruits grow. Asgard, the heavenly palace where Thor lives, is located at the top of the world tree, and the world we live in is

The earth is in the middle, so we are called Middle People by Thor and others."

"The nine fruits hanging on the World Tree are the nine worlds, which are called the Nine Realms by the Asgardians... The nine realms are connected but not connected. The distance between them seems to be very close but also very far. Because the nine worlds are

There is a barrier between them to isolate them from each other.”

"When God King Odin did not become God King, the nine worlds at that time were growing together on the World Tree and were in a state of chaos. Therefore, gods often traveled to other worlds by passing through barriers, and the earth also had

Only then can there be legends about gods.”

"However, since the soil under our feet does not have many resources and is not suitable for the environment in which the gods grow, it has never been occupied by the gods. The gods look down upon this place."

"After Odin became the God King, he used the divine spear Gangnir to divide the nine realms. The World Tree began to clearly appear and grow. From then on, the nine realms began to separate and the barriers became thicker. Only through the rainbow built by Odin with divine power

A bridge is the only way to cross boundaries..."

When Nick Fury heard this, he narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath of his cigar. After feeling the pain and burning in his lungs, he nodded gently and said with a smile: "There have always been legends about the World Tree on the earth.

According to the stories related to Nordic mythology, the world is indeed like that..."

"The great Odin was recognized by the World Tree, so he raised the gun Gungnir high in his hand, summoned a beautiful rainbow, and created a peaceful and prosperous land with two handsome white doves.

Taking the shining crown for him, the gods and people began to praise Odin's great achievements. From then on, Odin became the great king of the gods, sitting high on the throne, guarding all living beings who devoutly believe in him...

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