I sparked a mythological frenzy in Marvel.

Chapter 63 The Flying Man

"Ughh ...

Nick Fury exerted all his strength, but the hammer still wouldn't budge an inch.

He has tried countless methods these days, but none of them have worked.

The hammer seemed to have taken root, remaining firmly fixed to the ground.

He couldn't spend all his time studying this hammer; he also had to work in the fields to restore the farm.

Today, I just wanted to try again and see if I could move it by even one millimeter, but alas... um?

Nick Fury sensed something was wrong. The hammer, which was usually perfectly still, was trembling in his hand today. Could it be...?

"Is this hammer going to start moving on its own?"

As if hearing his thoughts, Thunder Hammer trembled violently, and then actually broke free from gravity, shooting into the sky in a flash!

Nick Fury was so startled by this sudden turn of events that he almost lost his footing. His hands were still in the hammer-wielding position, but he felt like he was strapped to a rocket, soaring straight into the sky.

"Where is this hammer taking me?"

Nick Fury was shouting as he performed some rather ungraceful somersaults in the air, trying to regain his balance.

But clearly, Thor's hammer wasn't going to give him much time to adjust. It seemed to have developed its own consciousness, drawing one comical arc after another across the blue sky with Nick Fury.

"OMG, I must be drunk. How could there be people flying in the sky?"

An old man with silver hair muttered to himself, then rubbed his eyes again. The blue sky was empty of anything else.

"Looks like I really drank too much."

The old man's mutterings naturally couldn't reach Nick Fury, who was currently continuing his hilarious tumbling performance in the air, as if he were performing an impromptu aerial ballet, only the background music was the whistling wind and his slightly desperate cries.

Thor's hammer, like his loyal dance partner, sometimes spins, sometimes dives, leading this sudden "aerial feast".

"Oh my god, is this hammer going to take me to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s annual party to perform some special skills?"

Nick Fury groaned inwardly. He recognized where this route led—it led to his usual workplace.

He had thought he would come back someday, but he never imagined he would return in this "glorious" way.

As the altitude gradually decreased, the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building became clearer. Some agents who were slacking off inadvertently looked out of the window and saw Nick Fury "gliding" towards the headquarters building in an almost acrobatic manner, accompanied by the dazzling light of Thor's hammer.

"Look! It's the bureau chief, no, the former bureau chief, he... he's flying?!"

An agent pointed to the sky, his eyes wide open.

"Flying? No, no, no, this must be a new VR experience project developed by the bureau, yes, that must be it!"

Another agent quickly came up with a plausible explanation, excitedly pulling out his phone to record the conversation.

"Wow, this VR effect is so realistic! It even simulates wind resistance so perfectly!"

Nick Fury's "flying" performance sparked a flurry of discussion among the agents inside the building, with some even beginning to wonder if their own careers would also be subject to such a "high-tech revolution."

Just then, Nick Fury's "flight trajectory" suddenly became extremely strange. He seemed to be trying to do some difficult aerial maneuvers, such as a variation of the "Thomas Spin" called "Nick Fury's Aerial Spin".

This time, even the most composed agent couldn't help but laugh out loud, almost spitting his coffee onto the screen.

"Is the bureau chief attempting to break the Guinness World Record? Most aerial somersaults?"

One of the agents joked, and a burst of laughter immediately followed.

Finally, amidst the stares and laughter of the crowd, Nick Fury burst through the window in an extremely inelegant manner.

After flying around the building for about ten seconds, Nick Fury's "flying journey" came to a temporary end in an unprecedentedly comical manner.

He smashed the door open with a "perfect" face-slam, the hammer flew out of his hand, and he landed face down on the ground.

"Nick, I don't think I approved your leave, so what are you doing here? This hammer is quite exquisite; how about I use it?"

Xia Ling played with Thor's hammer in his hand, completely ignoring Thor and Loki's gaping mouths that could swallow a basketball.

The moment Xia Ling spoke, the entire room seemed to freeze, the air thick with tension. Thor and Loki's eyes widened even more, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor. They stared at Xia Ling in disbelief, as if to say, "Are you sure you're not joking?"

"What, you don't want to?"

Thor wanted to say no, but his hammer seemed to be hanging in Thor's hand, so intimate that there was no room for a third person between them.

Even if you wanted to say no, what good would it do?

"If you don't want to, that's fine. I've never liked forcing others."

After saying that, Xia Ling threw the hammer at Thor. Thor rushed to catch it, but instead of catching it, his right hand was pinned down by the hammer, and he was unable to move.

Seeing this, Loki quickly helped his brother pull out the small hammer. Xia Ling didn't watch the two brothers clown around, but instead turned his attention to Mr. Black Egg.

"Chief, you might not believe it, but this hammer carried me here."

Nick Fury struggled to his feet. When Xia Ling asked him a question, he immediately dusted himself off and tried to tidy up his somewhat disheveled appearance.

"Yes, I know. I'm the one who called this hammer over."

"What?"

A big question mark was stuck in his dark head.

What's wrong with this world? It's only been a short time, and I've only been planting cotton for a while. How come the version has been updated so quickly? Asking for this hammer over is too easy.

Am I out of touch with the times?

"Nick, I've told you so many times, don't try to control things you can't control at all. I remember I told you to keep growing cotton, not to touch a hammer, right?"

Like disciplining a child, Nick Fury's obedient appearance made Coulson sweat profusely. Even though he already knew that his old boss's authority was gone, he had never seen such a scene before.

"Your Majesty, could you please move the hammer?"

Seeing that he couldn't move the hammer, Loki had no choice but to ask Xia Ling for help.

Xia Ling glanced at the lovable brother, then with a wave of his hand, Thor's Hammer returned steadily to his grasp.

"What, Thor, do you want more?"

Even after his hand was smashed, Thor still stared longingly at the hammer.

"Then I'll lend it to you for now."

After Xia Ling finished speaking, she threw the hammer again. Thor hesitated for a second before quickly catching it. Unlike before, this time he caught the hammer steadily.

However, looking at the hammer, Thor couldn't help but show a complex expression.

(End of this chapter)