Kamen Rider ZZZ, the American comic book spiritual mentor

“A space in a dream…” Parker murmured to himself, clearly this news had a great impact on him.

Then he looked down at his own hands, which, like Lin Nan's, were semi-transparent.

"This feeling is so strange, Lin, how did you do it?"

Lin Nan forced a smile: "This is my innate ability; this is just a preliminary test."

"No, what's the principle behind it? Is it mental synchronization? Or..."

"Alright, Peter, I can't hold on much longer. Please leave now!"

Peter was about to say something when he felt a repulsive force emanating from the surrounding space, and his vision blurred.

Peter suddenly sat up, listening to the noises coming from the window and feeling the hardness of the wooden bed, before realizing that he had woken up from his dream.

"Was that just now a dream?"

"No, no, this can't be a dream, Lin has leveled up again?"

Lin Nan, in the dream space, could imagine how amusing Peter's expression must be. However, after the little spider entered, it drained much of his mental energy, causing the red mist to tremble violently, and he was about to wake up.

Lin Nan did not hesitate and voluntarily withdrew from the dream space.

When he woke up, he wasn't dejected at all; on the contrary, his eyes were unusually bright.

Although he can't enter other people's dreams now, he can attract people who trust him, but the burden is quite heavy and he can only say a few words.

With increased mental strength, having a private meeting in your dreams is no longer a dream!

Lin Nan had originally planned to leave today, but now her head was throbbing so badly that she had no choice but to lie in bed, meditating silently to recover her energy.

As night fell, Lin Nan sat up, activated the Harmony Dream Capsule, and checked his surroundings to see if anyone was watching him. He found no one.

Perhaps workaholic Coulson's focus is not on work at all right now.

Thinking of this, Lin Nan went out of the building and jumped out of the window.

The whistling wind rushed past my ears, and just before we hit the ground, a synthesized electronic voice suddenly rang out, suppressed and faint.

Black smoke billowed from its body, and the wing-like form instantly enveloped its entire body. Plasma propulsion wings unfolded on its back, and it flew towards New Mexico like a rocket.

......

New Mexico was still a desolate place.

The sun blazed fiercely, distorting the very air. Waves of heat, like invisible tides, relentlessly crashed against everything in the wilderness.

The sky was cloudless, and apart from the rustling wind, there were some uninvited guests on the ground.

In the heart of the desert, thirty kilometers away from where the seven-colored beam of light struck, lies a small town called Andylop.

The town is very small, with only one main street lined with uneven wooden houses and brick buildings.

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the town was incredibly strange.

S.H.I.E.L.D. vehicles and camps, like mushrooms blooming everywhere, were scattered around the town and near the impact crater.

Numerous special agents in combat uniforms patrolled the area, scanning every local and reporter who attempted to approach with their professional eyes.

The impact crater has been covered by a temporary metal shed, which is brightly lit, with technicians in various protective suits constantly going in and out.

However, outside the shed, in a makeshift tent, Agent Coulson, looking exhausted and travel-worn, was having a low-key discussion with Dr. Jane Foster.

Their discussion was quickly interrupted by a commotion in the distance.

The sounds were chaotic, with faint echoes of a man's roar and the sound of something hitting a wooden board.

Jane sighed, rubbing her forehead. "It's starting again."

Coulson reluctantly picked up his binoculars and looked into the distance.

It turned out that a group fight was taking place in front of the only small pub on the main street.

On one side were four or five local drunkards with burly faces, waving wooden chairs and beer bottles. Judging from the exaggerated way they were mouthing the words, they were probably exchanging friendly greetings with their opponents.

Their opponent was just a burly man with long blond hair.

At this moment, the blond, muscular man was facing four or five people. He moved with ease, and with just a few punches, he made the locals retreat one after another. The muscles in his arms were as solid as rocks, full of power.

Coulson lowered his binoculars: "The target's emotions are still very unstable."

The commander at the scene replied, "Ever since we caught him trying to take the hammer from the pit three days ago, he's been like this, picking fights with people everywhere."

"But he treated Dr. Jane Foster quite well."

"Oh?" Coulson looked at Jane with interest.

Jane blushed: "Daisy and I encountered a lone coyote, and he helped us chase it away. Since he was homeless, we brought him back."

"But he seems to have delusions. He keeps saying that he is the God of Thunder, banished by his God-King father, and that the hammer in the pit is his. However, his strength is indeed not something ordinary people have; he can beat many people."

Coulson nodded: "That's why we didn't lock him up, we just observed him."

Picking up the hammer, Coulson turned and asked, "Any progress on that hammer?"

The researcher next to him replied, "We've tried all sorts of methods, but we can't destroy it, we can't cut it, and we can't even move it."

"But it seems that when that big guy's emotions fluctuate, the hammer's energy readings fluctuate as well. I wonder if there is any causal relationship between them."

“Hammer…Thor…” Coulson slowly uttered a few words, his eyes flashing, and he ordered, “Notify headquarters to send us a few historical consultants on Norse mythology.”

"Yes!"

Meanwhile, Thor, in the distance, did not kill these mortals, but walked alone into the distance.

About three kilometers outside the town, Lin Nan hid in the shadow of a rock pillar.

He deactivated his transformation, wearing sunglasses and a mask. A huge sun hat covered his head, and his exposed skin was covered in sunscreen. He was also carrying a large backpack.

He looks like a long-distance hiker.

He had been lying in wait here for most of the day, and using the reconnaissance capabilities of his telescope and the Convergence Capsule, he had confirmed that, apart from S.H.I.E.L.D., Thor was indeed in this town.

Thor's mental state was filled with anger, pain, and loneliness.

It seems that Thor is going through the ordeal his father inflicted upon him, losing his immense divine power and being left with only a muscular physique.

Being looked down upon and doubted by mortals, and betrayed by his beloved Meow Hammer, this thousands-year-old boy must have been in immense pain.

According to the original plot, after the Destroyer descended, it launched a frenzied attack on the town, and while Thor's best friends and Jane Foster faced mortal threats...

Thor will then realize his mistake, regain his divine power, raise his hammer, and defeat the Destroyer.

However, Lin Nan did not intend to watch the plot proceed normally. He knew very well the power of the Destroyer; it was Asgard's war machine.

By then, the town may be razed to the ground, and civilians and agents may be injured or killed.

Moreover, intervening in the plot at that time would greatly reduce the causal value gained. Besides, what if Thor were killed by the Destroyer? Although Odin was keeping an eye on things in secret, it's better to be safe than sorry!

Therefore, he needs to contact Thor before the Destroyer arrives, obtain causal value, and unlock a new form to face the Destroyer.

But what should we do?

You can't exactly run up to Thor and say, "Hey buddy, your dad's testing you, wake up!"

He'd probably be mistaken for an idiot by Thor and have his snot smeared on his head.

So what he needs to do now is to appear as a wise man when Thor is at his most broken, to enlighten him, and to accelerate Thor's growth. This way, he can gain causal value and also win Thor's trust.

Lin Nan took out a water bottle from her backpack, took a small sip, and quietly observed.

In the perception brought about by the Harmony Capsule, Thor was once again subdued by the agents and thrown out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. circle.

Lin Nan knew that the time had come; it was time for the protagonist to make his appearance, to fool the problem children, then watch the show from the shadows, and finally make a dazzling entrance at the crucial moment.

He stood up, dusted himself off, slung his backpack over his shoulder, pulled his hat down low, put on his mask, and slowly walked towards Thor, humming a song:

"My son, my son~ I'm your father~"

Chapter 48 The Wise Man

Lin Nan wasn't walking fast, and she looked somewhat tired.

He stopped singing his beautiful song and deliberately made himself look like a traveler on a long journey.

After walking for about twenty minutes and rounding a sand dune, we saw Thor's figure.

At this moment, Thor was sitting on a flat sandy ground, his back against a rock, his head buried deep in his arms, clearly having suffered a great injustice.

He didn't roar, but anyone who saw him could see the despair and loneliness in this man.

Lin Nan took a deep breath and quickened his pace to attract Thor's attention.

Sure enough, upon hearing footsteps and sensing someone approaching, Thor immediately looked up.

Upon seeing that he was just a tired backpacker, they lowered their guard and continued to lower their heads.

But the backpacker didn't go far; instead, he sat down next to Saul.

Thor didn't look up again, and said impatiently from his arms, "Get out of here!"

Wow, quite the temper, isn't it? Odin raises them all, and they're all problem children: his eldest daughter is a serial killer, his eldest son has supermale syndrome, and his youngest son is a troublemaker. This family...

Let's see how your Uncle Lin Nan tries to fool or enlighten you.

Lin Nan didn't move, and said in a dry voice, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm almost out of water and I'm lost here. Do you know how to get back to town?"

Thor looked up at the guy for a few seconds, then finally just pointed in a direction with some impatience.

"Over there!" Thor's voice was still very impatient.

Lin Nan didn't leave. She pointed to the empty water bag next to Thor and said, "Thank you. You're out of water, but I have a little bit left. If you don't mind, I can share a few with you."

The first step to getting closer to troubled children: sharing!

This sentence made Thor pause for a moment. He carefully examined the young man. Although he couldn't see his face, he could tell from his voice that he was very young.

In the desert, water represents life.

A lost and down-on-his-luck backpacker was actually willing to share his water with others.

This is a rare quality among Asgardian warriors.