It can be done.”

Thor let out a long sigh from his nose and said: "Well, if this is what he means, then so be it, take off the armor, throw the weapons aside, and be a mediocre mortal, living every day.

Leading a boring life without any sense of faith or honor."

"If that's what he thinks, then let's do it. What's that word called? Yes, a holiday... I'll give myself a holiday, stay away from the nine prosperous countries, and sprout and grow in this corner where no one cares.

Grass……"

Thor took a few steps back and leaned against the corner, looking a little decadent.

Steve sighed, held down the earphones and said: "Every time I hear his adjectives for the earth, I really want to punch him."

Then he said to Thor: "Since that's what you think, then I think we can talk."

"What are you talking about?" Thor raised his eyelids.

"First of all, since you don't have supernatural powers, you should also need food and drink, right?" Steve and Thor stared at each other, and Steve said: "This is not a homeless shelter. We will not provide food and accommodation for you.

You have to figure it out yourself."

"I am the prince of Asgard! The guardian of the nine kingdoms! How can you..." Thor started shouting again.

"Then you can try to see if this identity can help you find a job on Earth and support yourself."

Thor turned his head and murmured in a low voice: "When I came here, I discovered that humans are cunning and stingy. They give shepherds a day's pay, or even only one piece of bread..."

"Furthermore, when you and your hammer fell, you damaged three houses and injured more than a dozen people. You have to compensate for these losses."

"Odin will..."

"We can't contact Odin, we can only contact you. In short, although you didn't mean it, at least you hurt someone accidentally. If you can't compensate for this loss, I'm afraid you will go to jail."

"Prison???" Thor raised his voice and said in disbelief: "I am the prince of Asgard! How can you let the future father of the gods go to jail? That will be the first time in my reign.

stain, you damn mortals..."

As he spoke, he began to become irritable again, and even raised his fist to attack Steve. Steve took a few steps back and said to the earphone: "It seems that psychological therapy is not very effective. Do you have any other suggestions?"

way?"

"Of course, give him a punch."

"Wait a minute, isn't this jump a bit big?"

"Nothing, this is another kind of therapy corresponding to psychotherapy, and it is also a backup plan for this communication. I call it physical therapy."

Steve weighed his feet twice, then rubbed his wrists and said, "Is this really okay? Will beating aliens cause a diplomatic incident?"

"That's what Nick Fury has to consider. You just have to consider how much power you have."

"What percentage do you think is better?"

"My suggestion is 100%. Even if he doesn't have divine power, he still has a divine body and cannot be beaten."

"Human... what do you want to do?" At this time, Thor also noticed Steve's actions, and he said contemptuously: "You don't want to fight with the most heroic warrior in Asgard, do you? Then I

I will let you know that God cannot be provoked..."

"boom!!!"

Thor flew out and was directly embedded in the wall, and then fainted. Steve retracted his fist and said: "What a weak god."

At this time, Natasha, who had gone out to smoke, came back. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Steve standing in the room, and Thor fainted on the side. The female agent took a breath and said: "What's going on?"

Really? Is this what you do...psychotherapy?"
Chapter completed!