The Light of Beauty

The next day, New Mexico Base Hospital.

Looking around, it's all white.

On the hospital bed, Sol stared blankly at the ceiling, no matter how the doctors and nurses called him, he didn't respond at all, even with strong light, his pupils didn't shrink in any way.

Soon, the doctor came out of the ward and said to Coulson: "His body is fine, and the electric current didn't really hurt his skin or internal organs, but he is very strange."

"strangeness?"

"Yes." The doctor frowned and nodded, and said after a moment of deliberation: "The only thing that can be confirmed at present is that his spirit has been severely hit, so that he has become extremely slow in feeling and responding to external stimuli, and even lost his ability to respond to external stimuli." Some instincts, such as the knee-jerk reaction and the constriction and dilation of the pupils. This is something I have never seen before, so one can imagine how intense the stimulation he received was.”

Hearing these words, Coulson couldn't help thinking of Ryan who was undergoing a comprehensive physical examination in the base hospital at this time.

"So, how will he recover?"

The doctor shook his head, with a distressed expression: "Because there are no cases to refer to and follow, so now I can't tell you whether or what kind of treatment plan you should use. I need to discuss with more experts to make a decision. decision making."

Coulson sighed secretly: "Okay, thank you very much. Can I go in and see him now?"

"Yes, you can also try to stimulate him with words. The most important thing now is to restore his perception of the outside world, and everything else is secondary."

"I understand."

Not long after, Coulson walked into the ward alone, seeing Saul who was motionless on the bed and didn't even blink, his expression was a little strange.

By now, he was basically sure that Sol should be the God of Thunder in Nordic mythology.

It's just that Thor couldn't hold his hammer, and was beaten into autism because the hammer was picked up by others?

This seems even more outrageous than a myth.

Afterwards, Coulson also tried to stimulate Thor with words, but no matter whether he was talking about the myths and legends about Thor on Earth, or directly describing the scene of last night, Thor still did not respond.

An hour later, he reluctantly got up and left.

The moment the door closes.

Sol's hospital bed was turned, and a figure suddenly appeared.

"Sol, son of Odin, god of thunder, how did you become like this?" A voice that seemed to be chanting suddenly sounded, and Thor's eyes moved suddenly.

……

Ryan walked out of the hospital, got into the car and closed the door.

Coulson put his hands on the steering wheel, "Ryan, it's hard work, isn't it?"

"It's okay." Ryan put on his seat belt.

Coulson started the vehicle and said with a smile: "I also have a comprehensive physical examination, and it is once a year. The process is very complicated. For me, it is far more exhausting than performing tasks."

Ryan nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Coulson relayed the doctor's description of Saul's condition to Ryan, and finally concluded: "I think he must have attached great importance to that hammer, so he was stimulated by you. If this is the case, then if we put that hammer Bring it here, and bring it in front of him with your own hands, maybe he can wake up."

There was nothing logically wrong with this idea, and he believed that doing so would bring Saul to his senses.

But... Ryan always felt that it was a bit immoral to do so.

The husband from last night has already committed too much, and you actually want to come here for the second time while he is lying on the hospital bed and can't move?

Sure enough, the hearts of agents are dark.

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

I can't help it, he is my officer, and I'm just a mindless machine that obeys orders.

Immediately, Coulson asked again: "Ryan, I believe you don't know how you lifted Thor's Hammer, but I want to ask, how did you feel after you lifted it?"

Ryan thought for a while and said: "The first feeling is that it is lighter than ordinary hammers, but it is not insignificant, but the importance is very suitable and convenient for me. Then, I feel that I have suddenly gained Some kind of power, it instantly made my body stronger countless times, but more importantly, I feel that I can summon and control thunder and lightning as I wish."

Coulson nodded and was silent for a while.

"You said, does Thor's power come from Thor's Hammer? And for some reason, he lost the approval of Thor's Hammer, so he also lost Thor's power?" He made a guess.

Ryan shook his head: "I don't know, but this is indeed the most likely situation."

According to all the information that Coulson has learned, it is only normal to speculate that such an answer is true.

After all, as of now, even Thor himself firmly believes that Thor's Hammer is the main source of his power.

To be honest, Ryan couldn't understand what kind of psychology this was.

"If Thor can never pick up Thor's Hammer, according to the information provided by the research team so far, I guess no one else on Earth will be able to pick it up. Maybe, you will become the real Thor in the future." Coulson Half joking, half serious.

"It won't be that simple." Ryan shook his head, his face solemn: "Since Thor exists, other gods will not be illusory myths. I think they may come too."

"You are very smart."

A third voice suddenly came from the back seat.

Coulson was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned his head to look.

Ryan turned back faster than him, and saw the god he didn't expect to meet so soon.

Rocky.

Coulson's eyelids twitched slightly, and he squeezed out a smile: "Sir, I don't remember when you got into the car."

"I just arrived." Loki grinned, looked at Ryan, and commented: "Although you don't look like Thor at all, being able to pick up Thor's Hammer should be enough to prove that you and him are one. humanoid."

Ryan asked back, "What kind of person?"

"Well, let me think about it... what he means is probably heroism, sacrifice, integrity, kindness, humility, and compassion."

"It sounds very specific and beautiful." Coulson glanced at Ryan.

Loki shook his head immediately, and directly gave the completely opposite description: "In my opinion, it is actually reckless, impulsive, hypocritical, ridiculous, self-deprecating, and self-deprecating."

On the surface, Ryan looked at him quietly, but in fact, Ryan was secretly thanking him.

Undoubtedly, what Loki sent was not doubt and vigilance, but confirmation and assistance from God.

Coulson stopped the car: "So, can you tell me who you are?"

"Loki."

"Sol's uncle?" Coulson gave the identity in the myth. He may not know much about Norse mythology, but he did a lot of research last night.

Loki was startled, and then laughed loudly: "Haha, although I thought so too, it's actually not."

"Well, no matter what..." Coulson took out his ID and showed it, "Mr. Rocky, I would like to invite you to be a guest in the name of S.H.I.E.L.D. We can talk about Thor in detail. "

"No, I just want to avenge that poor son of Odin."

Before the words fell, Ryan suddenly moved in the co-pilot. He instantly pressed the seat belt buckle, opened the door at the same time, and jumped out forcefully.

In the next second, Coulson saw that a slender and sharp knife had pierced through the center of the backrest of the passenger seat.