Druid’s Marvel Travels

After Banner arrived, he started his intense work without any nonsense.

It's already afternoon. Since it is certain that the hammer has an owner, the sooner we can get more information, the better.

When Banner was working, Coulson directed his staff to go to the ancient bridge town to make arrangements, and Oaks was not idle.

He was refining the astral energy he had collected during this time.

Last time, in order to eliminate the hatred, he took out all the astral energy accumulated in the smart, and pretended to be a coward in front of Nick Fury.

So the consequence is that although the black bald man bowed without paying his head, he insisted that he come here even though he opened his eyes and said nonsense.

There are some changes to the plan, but it doesn't seem to be a bad thing. A new set of countermeasures has been thought out.

And just after he had been doing it for a while, the door of the room was knocked.

"Consultant Oaks, I'm the sixth-level agent Heatwell, and Chief Coulson asked me to send you some materials."

Oaks raised his eyebrows, put away the astral energy in his hand, and got up to open the door.

"Come in, Agent Heatwell, it looks like Coulson is busy."

Heatwell, who was bald and wearing glasses, stood outside the door with a file box. He smiled, walked in, and handed the file box to Oaks:

"Sir Coulson is busy deploying according to your suggestion. The security tasks and air control tasks here at the base have been handed over to me."

"I see."

Oaks smiled and took the file box handed over by the senior Hydra agent:

"Is everything going well with Dr. Banner?"

"Part of the data analyzed by the doctor just now has confirmed that the substances that make up the hammer are not known substances on Earth...

In other words, this is indeed from an extraterrestrial civilization. "

Heatwell shrugged:

"Although we had already expected it, when the result came out, we were still taken aback.

Now, Dr. Banner has found that there seems to be a special energy in the hammer, and he is trying to figure it out. "

"Haha... I can't help you much with this, but I'll be there as soon as I need it."

Oaks opened the file box in his hand and took out the information in it——

It was printed by Coulson, "Practical Techniques of Metal Cutting".

"Uh... At present we haven't taken even the slightest sample from that hammer."

Heatwell's glasses flashed a reflection:

"Dr. Banner can't do anything either—could it be that you..."

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I've been a little interested in handcrafts recently. This hammer looks very good. I want to try to imitate it."

"Oh? That's really good. Speaking of which, I was in charge of the hammer's laboratory before Dr. Banner came. Maybe I can provide some parameters."

Oakes glanced at Heatwell unexpectedly and smiled:

"That's great, let's talk... I hope it won't delay your work."

"of course not."

The friendly exchange lasted about an hour, and Coulson's call came through Heatwell's earphone.

"...Sorry, I have a job."

Hitwell took a deep breath, took a deep look at Oaks, and smiled apologetically:

"Then I retire. It was a pleasure chatting with you."

"I feel the same... By the way, please don't disturb me before dinner, okay?"

"certainly."

Heatwell bowed slightly, then walked out and closed the door.

What an "Environmental Consultant" at the ninth level of confidentiality is going to do, it is not something that a sixth-level agent can ask him.

Being able to chat for a while is an unexpected gain.

Oakes shook his head.

Level 9 secret... It seems that someone finally has an idea.

And when the sun went down, the sky darkened, and the searchlights of the temporary base turned on, Oaks in the lounge put away the astral energy in his hands.

In order not to affect the nearby test equipment, Oaks spent a lot of energy to block the leakage of energy, while also opening the energy perception.

And now, he sensed the arrival of one, no, two uninvited guests.

Looking up at the completely dark sky outside the window, Oaks frowned, picked up the wireless earbuds beside him, and put them on.

"So soon, there's going to be thunder..."

"Boom!!"

Thunder flashed in the sky, not a single star could be seen—

This star-gazing resort, which has little rain all the year round, ushered in a rare thunderstorm, and the dark clouds covered it for a while——

Although it was night, everyone could barely see the dark clouds gathered above their heads, and the lightning snakes that flashed through the clouds from time to time.

Not long after, the alarm sounded, and the entire temporary base entered a state of alert.

"Consultant Oaks, someone broke in... Our defense was broken."

Coulson's voice came from the earplugs:

"A white male, in his twenties—plus, he has very nice hair."

"what?"

"...Accurate description, you guessed it right, his hairstyle is very shocking for the male protagonist."

"Are you going to make a move, sir?"

The voice of Patton, who was already at the commanding heights, appeared on the channel:

"In this position, one hit kills... But his hair is really beautiful."

"Wait first... Advisor Oaks?"

"I'll go right now, what's going on with Dr. Banner?"

Oaks held back his complaints, went out the door and went directly to the center.

At this moment, heavy rain poured down at the right time.

"The hammer suddenly released a strong power surge, and Dr. Banner's instrument was damaged... and our communication was also disrupted. Only the walkie-talkie can work for the time being."

On the channel, Coulson's tone became solemn:

"Consultant, if he is really the 'Master of the Hammer', maybe we will need Hulk's power."

"Let's see first, Dr. Banner can control it."

While Oaks was talking, the commotion caused by the intruder was close to the center, but a particularly capable operator had already entangled him and hit the outside of the passage.

"Consultant Oaks, this intruder, although his skills seem to be extremely well trained, he should still not exceed the scope of human beings."

"Indeed, he 'now' acts like a stronger 'ordinary person'."

Oaks sensed the life breath of the Crown Prince of Asgard, and shook his head gently:

"But Coulson~www.wuxiahere.com~ Although his life breath is ordinary, it is indeed the same person as the breath left on the hammer."

"So he really isn't from Earth..."

Coulson sighed:

"I started to wonder what such an 'ordinary person' could look like after getting a hammer."

"Don't worry, there are me and Banner."

"it is good."

While speaking, Thor, who was covered in mud, had already defeated the last "enemy" and successfully arrived in front of Thor's Hammer.

With a bright smile like relief, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the hammer—

Nothing happened.

Under the nervous vigilance of the SHIELD agents, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake his weapon in the slightest.

"why--!!!"

Unwillingness, pain, doubt, regret...

All kinds of complex emotions are entangled in this roar, which makes people wonder, what has this person experienced?

Dr. Banner pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I feel, this must be a sad person."

Barton still didn't give up aiming at Sol: "I think, I have started to like this guy."

But Oaks had no such idea.

"Why do aliens speak English?"

"what?"

Coulson took a breath and was immersed in this solemn scene. He was almost defeated by the words of the advisor.

Sol fell to his knees decadently, letting the heavy rain wash over his body.

There was continuous thunder in the sky, and his eyes were dull, and he could no longer say a word.

Coulson watched all this silently, and finally raised the walkie-talkie in his hand:

"Okay, the performance is over, the ground troops are dispatched."