The Light of Beauty

"Is that a crater? What are those people doing?" Sharon said in surprise, looking at the pothole where the crowd gathered in the distance.

The enthusiasm of foreigners to watch the excitement is not bad at all, and the excitement they join in can be even more outrageous.

For example, now, apart from a group of people trying to pull out the hammer, there are also people who set up a barbecue stand by the way.

But if the Meow Meow Hammer has a little radiation or the voltage is unstable...

Ryan also saw a pickup truck hang an iron chain on the rear tow hook, and then just listen to the roar of the engine. After a while, the body of the truck was directly detached from the body and rolled over.

At this moment, he really wanted to see if the old guy driving was an ordinary person, or some kind of incarnation that many people guessed.

Coulson looked at it quietly for a few seconds, and then said: "Ryan, you go over there to see what is there, pay attention to safety; Sharon, you contact the base just now and ask them to send someone to block the scene immediately, I will talk to the director first Report the situation."

The three had their own missions, and Ryan went straight downhill towards the pothole.

When approaching, the car pulling the hammer was replaced by another one, and the dust brought up by the spinning wheels was everywhere.

And you can still see that there are still vehicles coming not far away.

Ryan fanned the dust flying in front of him, and strode up to the edge of the pit.

His attire was very different from others, and soon attracted the attention of many people.

"Hey, do you want to try it too?" someone yelled at him.

Ryan smiled and nodded.

The man walked towards him, looked at him and said, "You should be from the government department?"

"Yes."

"Well, I knew this excitement was destined to be short-lived." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted to the crowd: "People from the government are here, everyone has to try and hurry up, or you won't have a chance later!"

Immediately, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a car lined up, waiting to pull a hammer.

Ryan walked towards the center of the pit, his eyes fixed on Mjolnir all the time.

Thor's hammer, the handle of the hammer is a branch of the world tree, the outside of the hammer head is Uru metal unique to Asgard, and the inside is compressed and forged from the core of a decaying star.

From a physical point of view, its own weight is enough to make people on earth and even most superheroes helpless, not to mention the blessing of magic on it now.

"Whoever lifts this hammer, if he is worthy, shall gain the same power as Thor."

In layman's terms, only those who can be recognized by Thor's Hammer will gain the same power of thunder and lightning as Thor.

So, what kind of person will be recognized?

Combining everything that happened before Odin's enchantment, it can be roughly guessed that such a person must have positive qualities such as justice, kindness, wisdom, and bravery.

Lane wanted to try it too.

It's not because he covets Thor's power or Thor's hammer, after all, whether he can lift them or not, they must be short-lived.

He just wanted to prove one thing through the magic of Thor's Hammer.

People usually think that light represents all good things, is a collection of all good things, and is synonymous with positive energy such as hope, justice, and positivity.Then, in a simple conversion, can pure light be judged as "qualified" by the magic of the king of Asgard.

Ryan understands very well that light or darkness is a manifestation of energy or power, and has no necessary connection with so-called justice or evil.

But the world or the rules are not necessarily so "humanized".

The deep meaning of the test is that if pure light can pass the judgment under the magic of the god king, then the natural justice represented by the existence of "light energy control" itself will be more unbreakable.

Because it won't be long before everyone realizes that Mjolnir is actually a very useful and accurate "good guy authenticator".

Except Hela, strictly speaking, she was Mjolnir's earlier master.Those who are ridiculously strong are not counted. After all, if the strength reaches that level, Ryan no longer needs any good person certification.

Car after car was replaced, at the expense of bodies, axles, engines, and so on, and Mjolnir remained where he was.

After a long time, no one continued to try.

The colleagues at the base called by Sharon are also arriving in off-road vehicles or trucks.

The onlookers began to focus on Ryan.

Coulson and Sharon also came down, and they heard and saw the special nature of this hammer.

Sharon was curious: "Lian, do you want to try?"

"If you really want to try it, please do it as soon as possible, otherwise those researchers may not allow you to reach out to it later on," Coulson said with a smile.

Ryan nodded, but took a step back, "Sharon, come here."

"Me?" Sharon was taken aback.

"Yes." Ryan reconfirmed, and then said: "This is an order."

Sharon immediately turned serious: "Yes!"

Since it was an order, she naturally couldn't refuse it, and besides, she didn't want to try it herself.

Ryan and Coulson stood together, and they chatted quietly while watching Sharon.

"What do you think this is?" Coulson asked.

"I thought about it for a long time just now, and finally came to a conclusion."

"Oh? Tell me."

"It's definitely not something on Earth," Lane said with a smile.

Suddenly, Coulson's smiling face froze slightly.

"Although you are very humorous, to be honest... this answer is also very general."

Unexpectedly, Ryan suddenly became serious: "Since it is not something on the earth, as a hammer, it must have an owner, at least one forger. From its shape and pattern, it can be seen that there is at least one who understands the hammer behind it." A civilization that uses metal forging tools. Its weight is currently beyond imagination, so its use is either incredible, or it has other methods of control and use that we do not yet know. Finally, it can fall on the earth, and It directly leads to drastic changes in the atmosphere, so even if accidental factors are excluded, we cannot ignore whether the other party may have mastered the technology and ability to directly reach the surface of the earth from aliens."

After all, Ryan looked at Coulson, as if asking: Now, is this answer normal?

Coulson nodded slightly, without much shock. Obviously, he had considered the meaning behind these, and even, he might have known the existence of aliens for a long time.

"Your thinking is very clear and precise. This is not a simple incident of a hammer falling from the sky."

While the two were talking, Sharon held the hammer and began to exert force.

It turns out she's not Steve Rogers, it's obvious.

After a while, Sharon turned around with a flushed face: "Huh... no, it doesn't feel heavy to me at all. Because if it is heavy, at least I should feel a certain quality directly, but I pulled it. It feels like trying to push the earth while standing upside down, I can't think about it."

The two couldn't help laughing.

Ryan: "Sir, do you want to try?"

"You can call me by my name." Coulson said, rolling up his sleeves and walking forward unceremoniously.

After half a minute, Coulson also gave up.

"I certify that what Sharon said is true."

This time, the S.H.I.E.L.D. employees from the base in New Mexico had arrived. A group of people quickly sealed off the pit, and several researchers in white protective clothing rushed in.

"Coulson, it looks like you're having a great time!"

The three of them turned their heads and saw Hawkeye standing by the pit with a bow and arrow on his back, laughing.

Coulson waved at him, then took Ryan and Sharon away, and handed over the scene to the researchers who had arrived.

"Ryan, I'm sorry, Sharon and I wasted a lot of time. After a few days, they've finished their research, and I'll bring you in for a try. Of course, it's not that I underestimate you, I don't think you can pick it up." Coulson chuckled.

Ryan is kind: "It's okay, don't bother. I don't have that much curiosity, and I don't think my strength will surpass a full output pickup truck."

Coulson patted him on the back lightly for comfort, and then said: "That's Clint Barton, nicknamed 'Hawkeye', he is a very powerful and very experienced agent. If you have a good enough relationship , then if your team needs support when performing missions in the future, you can try to ask him for help."

Before parting, Ryan glanced at Mjolnir surrounded by researchers again from the corner of his eye.

He has no regrets in his heart after missing it.

Because he knows that there will be better opportunities in the future.