Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Brother Zhui was indeed in the city when the whole city was in turmoil, but he was not in a place where ordinary people would find him.

He is in a laboratory.

To be precise, it was studied in a laboratory.

"Oh my god...this is really...unbelievable data!"

In front of a row of instruments reading meters, an old professor with graying hair muttered to himself absentmindedly.

He never thought that such data would be possible in a human body.

Bone age, muscle strength, nerve conduction velocity, heart, blood oxygen saturation...

And, scars.

The former is so powerful and healthy that although this man claims to have lost all his power and turned into a weak earthling, all his data is the healthiest state that can only exist theoretically in books. If nothing else, with his body, if he participated in an international sports event, he would definitely win gold medals in all hard physical fitness categories!

But that's where the problem arises, because the professor found a lot of evidence of wound healing and muscle reconnection in the second piece of data.

It’s so densely packed that it’s shocking!

If a normal person has suffered such a serious injury, let alone being alive, even if he is injured while lying on a hospital bed, at the age of 30, if he has been injured and healed since he was one year old, he will not be able to accumulate so much. The wound comes!

This guy……

The professor turned around and looked at the blond man lying on the hospital bed who was studying the syringe beside the bed, and murmured to himself again.

What this guy said may be true.

"Thor, right. You said you were..."

"Thor! I am the God of Thunder of Asgard! Son of Odin."

"Okay, okay, okay."

It's not that the professor doesn't have doubts. Generally speaking, it's unusual for him not to have doubts.

But his knowledge, his skills, and his decades of experience told him that what the man in front of him said should indeed be true.

"So, Thor. Since you are that...Thor? Right. Then, are you the Thor I know, Odin? Asgard? Valkyrie? Fenrir?"

"I didn't know you Midgardians were so familiar with Asgard."

Thor was obviously surprised, but he thought this was great, at least he didn't have to explain these things to others.

"Tell me your story, um...please forgive me for my attitude just now.

after all. It is not something that happens often for a human being to see a god with his own eyes. "

"Of course, hahaha, I'd love to tell you my story!"

…………

Saul said for a long time that he was full of energy and "exuberant" in experience. After all, he had a lifespan that far exceeded that of human beings and had experienced too many things in his life.

But the professor can't. He is too old to compete with young people like Sol.

After listening to the story for three hours, Thor was still talking about what happened when he was a thousand years old and his younger brother who had a particularly high appearance rate.

And it looked like he could talk for another three hours.

"Okay, Thor, okay, okay, I think we should take a break for a while."

The professor had to speak to interrupt Saul's enthusiastic narration.

"Maybe we should go out and get something to eat."

Having said this, the professor hesitated slightly: "You can eat our food, right?"

"Of course, but I prefer drinking."

"Then I'm afraid I can't be your drinking buddy. I've been sober for over 30 years."

The conversation changed, and the professor continued: "But I am still willing to introduce you to some good wines that we humans think are good."

…………

After changing Thor's clothes, the professor had to lament that if Thor was really a god, then the Creator would be too unfair to humans.

This guy is like that David sculpture come to life!

"Are all Asgardians like you, I mean, height? Looks and stuff like that."

Although the professor's energy was a little low after being an audience member for three hours, his thirst for knowledge outweighed his mental exhaustion, and he continued to ask questions along the way.

Sol, on the other hand, acted carelessly and answered whatever was asked. The main thing that stood out was his clear mind.

Wearing professor's clothes, Thor looked a little uncomfortable. According to him, he has been surrounded by three things for most of his thousands of years of life.

Drinking, fighting, and accompanying his brother Loki to get into trouble or helping him make amends.

"Wearing something like this is really not suitable for fighting."

This was Thor's only comment on this dress.

In this regard, the old professor could only smile and shake his head, because he could not explain to Sol that some people could not fight every day.

"You may not be used to it, but I guarantee that the wine here will satisfy you."

The professor said this confidently.

But he soon regretted his words.

Snapped!

"Continued Cup!"

Thor drank a whole glass of beer in one go, and it seemed like he only rinsed it off. This seemed to be more than just a huge amount. Does God's body have an extra immunity to alcohol? Or maybe the enzymes in his body are secreted faster? Or maybe he has a super powerful liver?

A professor is a professor after all, and his mind is full of questions like this.

And just when he was thinking about these issues in a daze, he saw Sol drank the last drop of wine, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, threw the wine glass to the ground behind him with a snap, and shouted loudly: "One more drink! "

Oops!

This was the professor's first thought.

oh! This should be part of the local culture of Asgard! It is likely that they have a special humanities derived from being in battles and wars for many years, which is of great research value!

wrong! This is not Asgard, this is Earth! Now is not the time for academic research! And, this isn’t drinking at home, this is at a bar!

Others don't know the identity of the god who may or may not believe him. These drunkards only know that the fragments of the cup falling on their bodies and faces make people very unhappy. This is a very serious act of provocation!

"Well, everyone..."

The professor could only stand up as quickly as possible and try to explain the matter clearly before those guys with gleaming eyes gathered around him.

But unfortunately, the professor's body determined that he could not stop these people from doing anything.

"Old sir, this is none of your business, so please stand here."

Eh? Why are these guys so... polite?

When these questions flashed through his mind, the professor was lifted up like an object and put aside.

"Blonde man, I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you'd better answer them all."

One of those gathered around asked, "Who founded the United States and who was its first president."

To this, Sol's answer was: "How do I know? He is a man who drinks, haha."

The man's eyes became brighter, and the look he looked at Sol became "greedy".

"I'll ask you another question. This time, if you can answer it, I will let the old man over there go."

The man took out a piece of paper from his arms and placed it in front of Thor.

"What's this."

"Loki?! Where is he!"

His answer was: Where is he...

Where is he!

He didn't ask what it was! Without even guessing what the deer-like thing above was, his answer was: Where is he!

Oh my gosh! It's this man!

He got it right!

I'm going to get rich! ! !