I became a weirdo in Marvel

In the small town hospital, Thor woke up slowly. In front of his eyes was a strange white, above his head was a cold ceiling, and the light was dazzling, which made him frown.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional whispers and hurried footsteps. The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He tried to move and felt restrained, as if he was chained, which made him unhappy.

Having lost his divine power, he was unable to break free from the restraints even if he struggled with all his might, as if his entire body was suppressed by an invisible force.

Anger and helplessness intertwined in Thor's heart, and a fire burned in his heart. He could not bear this humiliation.

"Hey, Thor, calm down." Jane's voice was like a breeze, trying to calm the waves in his heart.

She stood aside with a serious look on her face. While helping the doctor hold him down, she comforted him in a gentle tone: "Didn't you promise me? Believe me, I am helping you."

"Trust you? You're a liar!"

Thor's voice was loud as thunder, filled with anger.

His memories came flooding back like a tide, and he instantly recalled what had happened before. His anger almost made him lose his mind: "You lied to me! You clearly said you would help me return to Asgard!"

Jane's eyes flashed with helplessness. She knew how complicated his mood was at the moment. Looking at Saul's angry and painful face, her heart tightened.

"I didn't lie to you. I will take you back to Asgard, but before that, I have to heal your body first."

Her voice was firm but gentle, as if she was trying to convince him of her words.

"My body? There's nothing wrong with my body!" Thor glared at everyone angrily, his heart full of resentment and resistance.

He couldn't understand why he, the powerful God of Thunder, had fallen to this point.

Just as he was getting emotional, a nurse quietly walked up to him, holding a syringe in her hand and a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

She took a deep breath and quickly injected Thor with an anesthetic. The powerful god of thunder lost consciousness in an instant and collapsed weakly on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I was worried he might break free," the nurse whispered, a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in her voice.

"No, you did a great job." The doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned to Jane and said, "We will do some tests on him. It will take some time."

"Well, thank you for your help." Jane's heart was filled with helplessness and irritability. How did such a thing happen?

She sat on a chair in the hospital, wondering in her heart, what exactly is Thor's identity? And where is the Asgard he mentioned?

After returning to the hotel, the assistant Daisy immediately came up to us, her face full of shock, with a hint of excitement and nervousness in her eyes.

"Come with me and I'll show you a picture."

"What photo?" Jane's curiosity was aroused, and she followed Daisy into the room.

"Didn't we take a lot of photos in the storm last night? I noticed human figures appeared in some of the photos. Could it be that guy?" There was a hint of surprise in Daisy's voice.

Jane was shocked and hurried over to check.

The photos showed a raging storm, rolling dark clouds, and lightning streaking across the sky. However, in some of the photos, a tall figure could be vaguely seen.

"Could it be that what Thor said is true? He is the God of Thunder?" Jane's heart was in turmoil, and she kept thinking over every word of Thor in her mind.

His eyes, his voice, and even his strong aura seemed to tell her that he was not an ordinary person.

Jane's thoughts were interrupted, and she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity and worry in her heart.

She began to wonder what Thor's arrival meant. If he was really the God of Thunder, why did he come to this town? And why did he lose his power?
A bold thought flashed through her mind, maybe she could help him, maybe she could find a way to restore his strength.

Jane's eyes became determined. She couldn't let Thor be trapped in this place like this. She had to do something for him.

The next day, Jane stepped into the hospital again, her heart full of anticipation and nervousness.

The sunlight shone through the window onto the white walls, casting a warm glow, as if cheering her mood.

Her steps were brisk but firm, her heart full of desire for the secret that was about to be revealed.

She first went to see a doctor and anxiously waited for the test results.

The doctor pushed open the door, his face full of surprise, his eyes sparkling with incredible light: "There is nothing wrong with his body, and he is in great health. He is so strong that he doesn't even look like a human being."

These words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly dispelling the gloom in Jane's heart.

Jane forced herself to pull up the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, but she couldn't hide her shock in her heart.

From this point of view, Thor is most likely a real god.

As a scientist, she has always been guided by rationality and logic. However, at this moment, her worldview seemed to collapse in an instant, like a piece of broken glass, flying everywhere.

She took a deep breath and felt her heartbeat echoing like thunder in her chest. A strong thought came to her mind - she wanted to meet Thor in person, to learn more about him, to uncover the mystery of this god.

Walking into the ward, Jane's emotions surged like the tide.

Thor lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face still handsome. The sunlight shining on him outlined his resolute features.

However, at this moment he seemed extremely fragile, as if he was suffocating under the burden of reality.

She walked gently to his bedside, with mixed feelings in her heart, and asked hesitantly: "Thor, can you tell me about your story? I now believe that what you said is true."

Her voice was like the breeze in the morning light, soft yet firm.

Thor smiled as a matter of course, with a hint of pride in his eyes: "I didn't lie in the first place."

"As for my story." He paused, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. He seemed to need an audience, so he slowly told his experience.

"I am the prince of Asgard, the man destined to become the king of Asgard in the future."

His voice stirred ripples in Jane's heart, as if every word was a shining star, illuminating her inner world.

"But, a few days ago, I may have made a mistake."

As Saul told the story, Jane became increasingly fascinated.

She seemed to be in a mysterious world. The ward in front of her instantly turned into the palace of Asgard. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the towering walls, flashing brilliant light.

Thor tells about his adventures, the friendship between him and his brothers, and his battle with the Frost Giants.

Every detail unfolded in Jane's mind like a picture scroll. Her heart also rose and fell with Saul's story, feeling the emotions of heaviness and glory intertwined.

Afterwards, they left the hospital together, found a restaurant, and ordered some simple food. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

However, as she was immersed in the warm atmosphere, she overheard someone nearby talking about an iron hammer that could not be lifted.

Instantly, Thor's eyes lit up, as if ignited by something, and his face blossomed with a long-lost glow. "That's my weapon, Thor's Hammer!"

He said excitedly, his voice full of irrepressible excitement and anticipation: "As long as I get this artifact, I can return to Asgard and complete my mission!"

Jane was infected by his enthusiasm and felt excited.

She imagined Thor holding the hammer, as if in an instant he would be elevated from this ordinary world into a true god.

She realized that she was not just a spectator, but a part of Saul's journey.

She wanted to help Thor, to fight alongside him, to pursue the glory that belonged to him.

"Let's go find it!" Jane said firmly, with a brave gleam in her eyes.

Thor looked at her, gratitude and trust in his eyes, and nodded seriously.

So they walked out of the restaurant together and drove on their journey to find Thor's hammer.

According to what those people said, Thor's hammer was dozens of kilometers away from the town.

The sun sets, casting golden light, as if covering the earth with a layer of gorgeous golden gauze.

The warm sunlight shone through the clouds onto Jane's face, bringing out the determined look in her eyes.

She was driving the car, and Thor, who was sitting next to her, looked a little uneasy. He held the door handle tightly with both hands, and his eyes occasionally cast towards the camp in the distance.

"Jane, are we almost there?" There was anxiety in Thor's voice, as if Thor's hammer was right in front of him and he could hold it at any time.

Jane smiled, trying to put him at ease. "It's almost there, Thor. We only have to walk a little further before we find Thor's hammer."

However, when they approached their destination, the scene ahead made Jane frown instantly.

A temporary camp was suddenly erected on the originally quiet site. The white tents looked particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the setting sun. Checkpoints were set up around it. Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms were on high alert, vigilantly watching the passing vehicles.

"What happened up front?" Jane asked with a smile, even though she already had a bad feeling in her heart.

"The area ahead has been designated as a military control zone. You'd better take a detour." A soldier responded coldly, his tone revealing unquestionable majesty.

Jane's heart sank. Even though she knew this road was the only way to Thor's hammer, the situation before her made her feel helpless.

"Oh, okay." She nodded reluctantly, but began to think of other ways in her mind.

She reached out and held down Thor who wanted to get out of the car, and quickly reversed the car back the way she came. After driving for a while, she stopped and let Thor go.

“Why don’t you let me get off the bus!”

Thor's voice was filled with anxiety, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were flashing with uneasiness: "I can feel that Thor's hammer is in there, I can't give up!"

"Calm down, Thor." Jane's tone became more determined. She knew that Thor had lost his divine power at this time, and he was definitely no match for those well-trained soldiers.

"Now that you have lost your divine power, you can't defeat those people."

"What a joke! I'm the God of Thunder, how could I not be able to defeat those guys!"

Jane felt helpless because of Thor's stubbornness. She could feel the anxiety and unwillingness in his heart. Thor's hammer was not only the source of his power, but also the symbol of his identity.

Jane took a deep breath and finally decided to let him go.

She opened the car door and tried to soften her tone: "Okay, Saul, if you really want to go, be careful. Remember not to be impulsive."

"Thank you, Jane. I can do the rest by myself."

Thor turned around with a determined smile on his face, a smile that was a mixture of indomitable spirit and desire: "Once I get Thor's hammer, I will turn back into Thor the God of Thunder and return to Asgard!"

"Okay, Thor," Jane whispered, praying silently in her heart that he would be safe.

She watched Thor walk towards the camp with determination, but a sense of uneasiness welled up in her heart.

Thor approached the camp with a fearless fighting spirit in his heart.

That familiar feeling of power kept echoing in his heart. Thor's hammer was not far away, waiting for his return.

"Thor, calm down!" He said to himself, trying to keep himself sane.

However, facing that camp, his heart was filled with desire for challenge.

Those soldiers might be obstacles to him regaining his strength, but he must not retreat.

Night gradually falls, and the deep night is like a thick curtain, shrouding the whole world in a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere.

Thor stood in a shadow, the thick darkness providing him with perfect cover.

Despite his strong physique and muscular build, his intelligence is even more valuable when it comes to fighting.

He slowly looked around. The camp in the night was like a huge maze. The lights flickered, illuminating the overlapping tents and busy figures.

Thor's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's and he quickly locked onto a weak point in the camp's defenses.

He moved forward quietly, his steps so light that it seemed as if he was walking on clouds, and he sneaked in silently.

However, he obviously underestimated the power of human technology. The camp commander Hawkeye had already monitored his every move.

Hawkeye's eyes flashed with a strange light, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "Go and get some people to arrest him, maybe he knows something."

"Yes!" The well-trained agents responded quickly, approaching Thor silently like hounds.

They followed him like shadows in the darkness, quickly surrounding him and forming an invisible cage.

Thor suddenly felt something was wrong. When he came to his senses, he found himself surrounded by more than a dozen enemies.

A fighting spirit rose in his heart, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I knew it wouldn't be that smooth."

He bent down slightly, clenched his fists, and exerted force suddenly. He rushed towards the nearest agent like an arrow, swinging his fists with a force like a landslide, rushing straight towards him.

Although the agents were well-trained, they still seemed extremely vulnerable in the face of Thor's power. They tried to block with their weapons, but in front of Thor, all attacks seemed insignificant.

Thor's fist fell like lightning, knocking down the first agent in an instant. Then he turned around, his body as fast as the wind, and quickly dodged the attacks of others.

Despite losing his divine powers, his physical fitness is still enough to crush ordinary people.

Finally, Thor made his way through many obstacles and came to the deepest part of the camp, where he met his beloved baby.

"Thor's Hammer, here I come!" (End of this chapter)