Meiman God Cultivation System

"Mr. Roger? Are you okay? Who was that lightning just now?" Colson asked nervously, but he didn't dare to get close for fear of another lightning strike.

"It's okay! The little problem is that this little thing lost his temper. I have beaten his master before."

Roger replied calmly, hooked one finger on the hammer's strap, and turned it quickly.

Coulson looked at the rapidly rotating hammer and subconsciously took a few steps back, moving a little further away. But he knew clearly that even a crane couldn't pull this thing, and no one knew how heavy it was.

"Mr. Roger, what should we do now?" Colson asked politely.

"Wait!" Roger made a casual move, and a chair broke through the plastic covers and flew over. Roger sat down, crossed his legs and started playing with the hammer. "When that boy comes to get the hammer at night, I will deal with it together."

After saying this, Roger ignored Coulson and watched the hammer's reaction curiously.

Although Thor's hammer can only be picked up by people of noble character, Roger has the superhuman power called hope and the Tai Chi spirit that controls the balance of all things. As long as he maintains a pure and kind heart, he can pick up the hammer if he wants to. It’s as simple as eating and drinking.

Of course, this hammer has spirituality, and it can also feel the dark side of Roger's heart, so it resists Roger a little and doesn't want to play with Roger, but now Thor's hammer can't escape Roger. 's clutches.

Following Roger's instructions, Coulson arranged for nearby security and left here, preparing to wait for the arrival of night.

It was June, and the dry weather in Mexico was causing the hot air pressure to continue to rise. Low-pressure air from the ocean was coming. The collision of hot and cold produced more and more rain clouds, and the darkness accumulated in the sky.

Rumble!

With the second thunder of the day, raindrops fell from an altitude of several thousand meters, scrambling to moisten the dry land.

The rainy season is here, and so is the thunder and lightning.

In the heavy rain, there was only a small area that was clean and not wet at all, and that was where Roger was sitting.

Thor, who was covered in mud and water, tore open the tunnel wrapped in plastic and broke directly into SHIELD's encirclement. However, there was no hammer on the ground that he wanted.

Katcha!Rumble...

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky became bright for a moment. Thor was horrified to find that there was a small area in the darkness ahead that was not wet. A man sitting on a chair was playing with his hammer wantonly.

That was the face that he would never forget. It was Thor's biggest shame in the past thousand and five hundred years. He was a despicable person who blasphemed the great Odin.

"It's you! Damn bastard, give me back my hammer!" Thor yelled at Roger, causing Roger to frown.

"Your hammer? Ha! It's not yours now. I'm afraid you can't even lift it now." Roger casually threw the hammer towards Thor.

Thor, who was still angry just now, saw the hammer flying towards him. He immediately smiled and was about to catch the hammer. Then he watched the hammer pass over his hands and hit his stomach, sending him flying out.

Peng!Thor directly smashed through the guardrail set up by SHIELD, hit the edge of the small basin, and was embedded in the soil.

As the heavy rain fell, the soil that held Thor in place became loose, causing his entire body to gradually slide down.

Roger walked slowly. Wherever he went, the rain stopped and even the water on the ground was pushed away, revealing dry ground.

Mjolnir reluctantly flew to Roger's side, floating quietly, as if looking at the pitiful appearance of its original owner.

Roger put his fingers through the hammer's strap again, turned the hammer up and played with it. At his feet was Thor lying in the muddy water.

"Thor Odinson, the son of Odin, the father of the gods, and the heir of Asgard, did your burping father pay to send you to Earth? You are smuggling into the Earth, right? Do you know it’s illegal?”

Thor slapped him hard, and the muddy water splashed, which only made him look even more embarrassed.

"Damn it! You bastard, you are not allowed to humiliate the Father of the Gods anymore! I will beat you into a pig's head."

Looking at Thor who was so ignorant, Roger had already expected that this stupid guy was actually very smart at heart, but his brain must have been kicked by a goat.

Roger flipped his fingers and turned Thor over, looking up at the sky, then placed Mjolnir on his chest, pressing him down like this.

After doing this, Roger left, returned to the camp, and found Colson.

"Agent Coulson, send someone to keep an eye on him. Don't let him drown. I'll get some sleep first and deal with him tomorrow."

Coulson looked at the surveillance video of the mysterious man yelling and swearing, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Mr. Roger, this is too scary! Just ignore it? This guy with only one muscle doesn't feel suffocated?"

Seeing the situation developing like this, Coulson didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to follow Roger's arrangement and send a few agents to guard Thor.

As the night got darker and darker, the heavy rain became more and more intense, as if it was going to drain all the rain in the entire Mexican rainy season.

The night shift agent endured Thor's trash talk while helping to drain the excess rainwater to prevent the thief from being drowned. He also had to endure the bad weather.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, a young agent finally couldn't bear it anymore and took off his wet shoes, took out the smelly socks, and placed them directly in front of Thor.

In an instant, the whole world fell silent, and Thor shut his mouth very nervously. He just looked reckless, not really stupid. If this was stuffed into his mouth, then he, the future of Asgard, would How can the Father of God still mess around?

In the silent night, the silent prince of Asgard looked quietly at the dark sky. Thor was filled with doubts in his heart, why did the father of the gods deprive him of his priesthood and drive him to this remote place.

He is obviously for Asgard and for the safety of all people. He is obviously deeply loved by the people and is invincible and invincible on the battlefield.

But all of this disappeared in one day. He was still pressed down by his own hammer, unable to move, and was soaked in the rain like a fool. Don't let those stupid earthlings threaten him with smelly socks.

Who caused all this?

Thor felt his body getting more and more tired, and the pictures in front of him became more and more blurry. He struggled not to fall asleep, but at the moment he nodded, it was dawn!

The dazzling sun was so intense that he couldn't even open his eyes, and the scorching heat felt like he was being roasted on a fire.

Thor used his hand to block the sun, but suddenly found that there was a familiar guy holding a stick in front of him, walking around and drawing, he didn't know what he was doing.

"Are you awake? I'll get it done right away. Just wait a little longer."

Roger looked at the lines of the teleportation array on the ground, rubbed his chin, and thought about how to add a positioning function.

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