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They were all locals. At first, they were attracted by the huge meteorite crater, and then they saw Thor's hammer at the bottom of the crater.
The first person failed to lift Thor's hammer.
This naturally attracted a second, a third, and a fourth person...
Over time, the neighborhood became filled with people coming to play the "challenge game".
"Is there a new activity here called 'Pull the Hammer'?" Chu Yang turned to Phil Coulson and teased.
"It's a pity this event has to end." Phil Coulson looked annoyed and quickly made a call to have the area cleared.
One of the problems in America is that the government does not have the power to expel ordinary citizens from public areas.
Unless there is a danger in the area, the authorities can only expel them under the pretext of evacuating people.
So before Phil Coulson arrived, or rather before S.H.I.E.L.D. intervened, the local police did not have the authority to clear the area.
Soon, a group of men in black suits and a large number of police officers arrived at the scene. Amidst continuous shouts and curses, they forcefully asked the onlookers to leave the area.
Chu Yang looked at Phil Coulson with curiosity.
Phil Coulson laughed, "I told them there were weapons of mass destruction here..."
Chu Yang: "..."
With no one else around, Phil Coulson ordered people to use heavy equipment to move Thor's hammer.
The results are obvious.
Doesn't work at all.
Finally, they brought in a tank to pull it out; the engine was practically smoking, but Thor's hammer still stood quietly at the bottom of the pit.
Left with no other choice, Phil had to take Chu Yang down to the bottom of the pit.
"What do you think this is?" Phil Coulson stepped forward, looking puzzled, and reached out to touch Thor's hammer.
"Screw it!" Chu Yang replied quite frankly.
"Stop joking, okay?" Phil Coulson said helplessly, "What hammer can't even move a tank?"
“An alien’s hammer,” Chu Yang replied seriously.
“I know you’re here for tourism.” Phil sighed, forcing a smile. “But could you, in a private capacity, use the knowledge you learned from Tony to help me analyze this?”
"I'm not kidding!" Chu Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Such a small thing, so heavy that even a tank can't move it, how high must its density be?"
"Can you find materials that meet the requirements on Earth?"
Phil Coulson paused, speechless.
Chu Yang walked up to Thor's hammer and stroked the inscriptions on its surface with his hand; these were Asgardian magic.
He was more interested in the inscriptions than the material of Thor's hammer.
Phil Coulson dialed the number again, and Nick Fury answered.
"He said it was an alien hammer..."
"An alien's hammer? That's an interesting answer. Maybe he's actually right."
"What do we do now? That thing is completely immovable; we've tried everything."
"Since we can't move it, let's set up the research lab where it is and be careful to seal off the surrounding area."
"clear."
A moment later, some cranes appeared on the empty desert, and a large number of construction workers began to go in and out.
With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resources, a fully equipped research lab would be built here within a day at most.
During this time, Chu Yang remained squatting beside Thor's Hammer, studying the inscriptions on it, never leaving its side.
Phil Coulson stayed by Chu Yang's side the whole time, not allowing anyone to disturb him, and even the construction noise in the vicinity was much quieter than in other places.
"If only I could get in touch with Hogwarts, I wouldn't have to figure it out on my own. He's much better at dealing with these written symbols than I am."
After spending a long time deciphering these inscriptions, Chu Yang felt like his brain was being drained, and he had to stop and catch his breath.
By this time, it was already dark, and the makeshift research room was beginning to take shape.
"Why don't you take a break? You've been staring at this thing all day!" Phil Coulson said worriedly.
"The power of magic is profound. Not to mention a day, sometimes even a month might not be enough to grasp even a fraction of it." Chu Yang stretched and yawned.
"Excuse me, I think I misheard something?" Phil looked at Chu Yang suspiciously and asked, "Are you talking about magic?"
Chu Yang felt there was nothing to hide, so he nodded and explained, "Besides its special material, the hammer is also imbued with magical power, which is why it is so unusually heavy."
Phil quickly shook his head. "That's not the point. The point is, how did you know there was magic on the hammer?"
Chu Yang replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, it's because I understand."
Phil looked blank. "What university offers this course?"
Chu Yang looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Phil Coulson took a deep breath and chuckled, "Yang, I know students your age like to read fantasy novels, and therefore have some unrealistic fantasies. I was like that when I was a kid, but..."
Chu Yang smiled slightly, pointed at Phil, and said softly, "Tarantallegra!"
Dancing spell!
As soon as he finished speaking, Phil's legs started shaking involuntarily, and he started showing off his street dance moves on the spot.
Phil Coulson: "???"
S.H.I.E.L.D. agents passing by stopped in their tracks, staring in disbelief at the scene.
"Mr. Coulson, I didn't realize you were such a good dancer!"
“Let’s do a Thomas turn, Mr. Colson.”
"Give me one..."
The agents who had been watching the spectacle were no longer satisfied with the simple dance steps and began to make demands.
Phil Coulson was getting impatient. "Make me stop!"
Chu Yang lifted the spell.
Phil stopped dancing, hunched over, and gasped for breath.
If Chu Yang doesn't make him stop, will he just keep jumping until he dies?
Phil couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
"You won't jump until you die. Usually, when you're too tired to move, your body will stop automatically."
Chu Yang seemed to have guessed Coulson's thoughts.
"I still don't believe it. I know some hypnotists can do similar things. This must be hypnosis."
"I already said it's magic."
Phil Coulson stared at Chu Yang suspiciously, trying to find a flaw in his expression, but the other man looked calm and didn't seem to be lying.
Chu Yang cast a levitation spell, causing the small stones at his feet to float.
Phil stared at it for two or three seconds, and after confirming it was real, he opened his mouth wide, "A generous crab..."
After a while.
Phil Coulson dialed Nick Fury's number again.
Nick Fury, who had already answered several calls from Phil, was getting impatient. "You'd better have something urgent to say!"
Phil quickly said, "That kid is a magician!"
Nick Fury was completely bewildered. "Who?"
Phil whispered, "Yang..."
Nick Fury exclaimed in surprise, "Shouldn't he be a mutant?"
Phil said, "I don't know if he's a mutant, but I'm sure he's a magician. I saw him use magic with my own eyes."
After a few seconds, Nick Fury said with a headache, "I've met mutants, mutants, aliens, and mad scientists over the years, but this is the first time I've ever met a magician."
"Things are getting increasingly turbulent lately, and the Avengers' plans must be put on the agenda."
Phil Coulson asked, "What should we do about Yang?"
Nick Fury said, "What else can we do? A wizard is a wizard, anyway, they're not much different from mutants. If we can absorb him, we will."
Phil Coulson said helplessly, "Natasha and I tried our best to persuade him, but he showed no signs of agreeing. It seems that he really doesn't want to join S.H.I.E.L.D."
Nick Fury pondered for a moment and said, "Then don't force it. Keep an eye on things. We have a good relationship with Tony Stark now, and he may join the Avengers in the future, so we need to maintain a friendly attitude."
Phil nodded and said, "Understood."
As soon as he hung up the phone, one of Phil Coulson's agents approached and said, "Commander Coulson, we found several scientists nearby. They've recorded some information from last night. What do you think..."
Phil Coulson decisively said, "Confiscate everything they own, and this must not be told to anyone!"
The detective nodded, then cautiously reminded him, "Your friend is standing in front of the hammer again, lost in thought. Should we remind him to take a break?"
Phil Coulson shook his head and said, "Ignore him, let him do whatever he wants."