My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 595 It doesn't matter, even if you can't lift it now, we won't blame you
After giving the two brats a good lesson, seeing that it was getting late and the two little brats began to yawn due to sleepiness, Lainie decided to send them away first.

Fisk, who had successfully won over a group of supporters at the banquet, was about to leave. Lainie entrusted the two little ones to Fisk and asked him to send them home on the way.

"I'll take care of these two children, Fisk."

"It's a small matter. I happened to be going back to visit Vanessa and her son today, so it's just on my way."

Fisk responded with a smile, and lowered his strong and sturdy figure to look at the two little guys at eye level.

"Little boy, would you like to go with me to ride in my Rolls-Royce?"

Fisk obviously felt that these two children were different from the others, which could be seen from the farce they had just created.

These two children were far different from other children of the same age. Compared with the toys and games that other children often talked about, they talked more about scientific and technological topics. Even some of the technical terms involved were difficult for him, an adult, to understand.

Therefore, Fisk felt that if he wanted to quickly build a closer relationship with the two children, it would undoubtedly be the best option to cater to their preferences and take them to experience things that ordinary children could hardly access.

"Rolls-Royce? Are you serious?"

Hearing this extremely familiar term, Peter's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his little head, which had just been discouraged by sister Lannie's criticism, instantly became energetic.

The reason why he is so interested in the Rolls-Royce brand is not because he has any special knowledge or preference for this brand.

It was just because before this, his other good friend Ned often boasted about how luxurious and comfortable this car was, and he kept repeating it in his ears countless times, which left a deep impression on him.

The same went for Harry standing by. After listening to Ned's bragging so many times, he naturally became extremely curious about the Rolls-Royce brand and couldn't help but want to see with his own eyes what this car looked like.

"Of course it's true. Come on, I'll take you to experience it."

Fisk smiled, then reached out and patted Peter and Harry on the shoulders, revealing a rare gentle and friendly temperament on his strong and sturdy figure.

"Don't cause trouble for others, or I'll show you how I'll deal with you when I get back!"

Lainie warned the two little guys seriously, then handed them the backpacks they brought, and sent them downstairs in the elevator.

But what no one noticed during this period was that at this moment, inside the backpack in Peter's arms, an unknown spider had crawled in from the zipper opening of the backpack at some point and was hiding quietly waiting to complete its mission.

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Finally sending the two little troublemakers away, Lainie returned to the banquet hall of the building and breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes stayed on the equipment area for a moment, and then she stepped into the lounge area in the hall as if nothing had happened.

"Those two brats went back?"

Skye looked at Lainie, who looked like she had finally gotten rid of a burden, and chuckled and joked, handing her a glass of pre-mixed drink.

At this moment, most of the guests who were originally invited to attend the banquet hall have left, and only a group of Avengers members and a few people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are left in the lounge.

"That's right, Finally!"

Lainie didn't hesitate to drink the glass of wine, then threw herself directly into the middle of the soft sofa and let out a lazy and comfortable sigh.

"Those two brats were so sleepy that they were yawning, but when they heard there was a Rolls-Royce to ride in, they immediately followed Kingpin into the car and went back..."

Lainie stretched comfortably, resting her head on the back of the sofa without caring about her image, and tilted her head to look at Skye beside her.

"Come to think of it, why did you go out for no reason and bring these two annoying guys here? This is not the place for them to be."

"Aha..."

Skye scratched his cheek awkwardly and laughed dryly.

She couldn't say that she just couldn't get over those two little brats who were so good at acting cute, so she thought of bringing these two troubles to the Avengers Building to give Lainie a headache.

So Skye had to make up a story:
"It's the weekend now, so I thought I'd stop by Uncle Ben's house for you, and then they followed me here."

Lainie raised an eyebrow and looked at Skye suspiciously, as if she didn't completely believe her explanation.

However, she did not pursue the matter in detail. Since they had already come and had played, and now that the two children had left safely, Lainie was too lazy to pursue the issue of Sky's acting without prior authorization.

"So, what were you talking about just now? Why were you laughing so happily?"

Putting those unimportant things behind her, Lainie turned her attention to the other people present.

"We were talking about Thor's hammer and the Sword of Sif."

Dr. Banner at the side took the initiative to explain, and at the same time a strange look flashed across his eyes, obviously reminding Lainie to be careful not to reveal the truth.

Lainie understood what was happening and realized that Tony and the others were trying to get some gossip about weapon consciousness communication from Thor and Sif.

"So is there any result?"

Lainie nodded, pretending to be equally interested, and turned her gaze towards the other people.

"No, I can understand every word these two people say, but when they are put together, it's like a mystery."

Fitz, who always insisted that he was a materialistic warrior, rubbed his temple and complained helplessly.

There's no way. Whether it's Thor or Sif, the way they connect and communicate with weapons is all about spirit, will, and magic. For a pure engineering student like Fitz, these are two completely different worlds.

"Although it does sound a little hard to understand, it is very effective for us Asgardians."

Sif, who has already gotten used to life on Earth, is now dressed in casual attire, leaning back and relaxing on the sofa, savoring the wine in her hand.

If it weren't for her heroic temperament that was so prominent, at first glance one might really think she was a real Midgardian.

"But if you really can't figure out what the secret is, why don't you just ask Lainie directly? From what I know, she seems to have the ability to communicate with weapons as well."

Sif motioned for everyone to look at Lainie, causing Lainie, who was originally watching the fun, to be stunned.

"Yes, I can prove this. Lainie did try to communicate with Thor's hammer in front of Coulson and me."

Clint, who was also watching the fun and enjoying the trouble, also added a knife at this moment. He clearly remembered that when Thor and Mjolnir first came to Earth, the first thing Lainie did after coming to support was to take a look at Thor's hammer.

Thor also remembered this incident. When he lost his divine power, it was Lanie who came to tell him that his father was not dead at all.

But he clearly remembered that Lainie had said that she had never touched the hammer.

Noticing Thor's somewhat suspicious gaze, Lainie couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip to hide her awkwardness.

"Really? How come I didn't know about this?"

Natasha on the other side widened her eyes, thinking that she also knew that Lainie went to New Mexico to support Coulson and Clint. She was even the one who told Lainie that Coulson might be in trouble.

"Well, the main reason is that Mjolnir was listed as a 084 item by Egghead at the time, and its authority level is relatively high. Therefore, apart from the few of us who personally participated in the incident, the information that others can know is the information we summarized afterwards."

Lainie coughed dryly and confessed directly. "Thor's Mjolnir was blessed by his father, the God King Odin. No one can lift it except those who are recognized by it..."

Lainie said as she put down the glass in her hand, paused and made a little joke.

"You can ask Thor to verify this. He was really troubled by this rule in the past."

Hearing this, everyone focused their eyes on Thor's face, making him feel a little amused.

He nodded, acknowledging that what Lainie said was true, then shrugged, indicating that the experience was indeed his "dark history."

"Okay, I admit that I was tortured badly by Mjolnir."

"'Justice in mind, pure in heart', to be honest, this condition is a bit unreliable. I bet that there are more people in this world who can perfectly meet this standard than can be counted on one hand."

As one of the witnesses of the incident, Clint naturally remembered the request that Lainie had mentioned.

Then Clint couldn't help but look at Captain Steve who was silent beside him, because according to what Coulson said at the time, if there was anyone in the world who could meet that requirement, it should be a hero like Steve Rogers.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight?"

Simmons on the side seemed to be thinking about something.

"Hmm, that's not wrong..."

Lainie pretended to glance in the direction of the equipment area casually, and then continued to speak as if nothing had happened:
“If you want to have great power and authority, you must have the qualities and responsibility to match them.

Mjolnir is not just a hammer, it is a symbol of Asgard's kingship, representing strength, wisdom and courage.

Only those who truly possess these qualities can be recognized by it.”

Thor, who was sitting opposite, nodded in agreement. It was because he did not understand this point that he was exiled to Midgard by his father Odin to reflect on himself.

Although he is still not keen on the throne at the moment, he has a deeper understanding of the meaning and symbolism represented by Mjolnir.

"So what does it take to be recognized?"

Fitz's eyes wandered over Mjolnir's hammer, as if trying to figure out something from it.

But this question hit the nail on the head. Thor, the real owner, immediately smiled and pointed at the hammer that he had placed on the coffee table.

"It's simple, just pick it up."

"Is it that simple? You know I witnessed it with my own eyes."

Everyone was somewhat skeptical. Even Clint, who had witnessed the entire process of Thor regaining his divine power, was still skeptical at this moment.

"It's that simple."

Thor smiled calmly, not worrying at all that he would fail.

It's not that he felt that the friends around him were not worthy of the eight words "justice in mind and purity in heart", but he simply believed that others were far from reaching that level.

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

"you sure?"

Clint raised his eyebrows. Although he was a little skeptical about Thor's words, looking at the other party's confident look, he couldn't help but feel eager to try.

"of course."

Thor acted quite calm, as if he was lending his beloved car to a friend for a trial, and he was not worried at all that his friend without the key would be able to drive away the car.

"This is going to be interesting." Rody laughed secretly.

Seeing this, the other people present also started to make a fuss, encouraging Clint to give it a try, but in reality no one really believed that he could lift the hammer.

After all, the news about the hammer falling from the sky in New Mexico caused a lot of sensation. Although SHIELD suppressed the news immediately afterwards, all the people present had seen the video footage released by the bureau with their own eyes.

You know, this hammer that could not be lifted caused a sensation that was no less than "King Arthur and the Sword in the Stone". Countless people tried to lift the hammer, but all ended in failure in the end.

"It's okay, Patton, you've been through a lot this week, so we won't blame you if you 'can't lift it' now."

Tony made an impolite sarcasm with a double entendre, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.

Clint didn't care about it. He stood up, walked to the coffee table, and reached out to grasp the handle of Mjolnir's hammer.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the hammer did not move at all, as if it was fixed to the coffee table.

Even though the contact area between the hammer and the table was so small, no matter how hard Clint exerted his strength, the hammer seemed to be welded to the table. What was even more outrageous was that even the table on which the hammer was placed could not be lifted by Clint's strength.

Clint had no choice but to give up trying.

"I still can't figure out what's going on."

"Is it like a silent trial?" Tony sneered again.

"OK, then you try it, so we can learn from it."

Clint responded sarcastically without any hesitation. He didn't think Tony was much stronger than him.

"The war has spread~"

Thus, a hammer-lifting contest fueled by the men's desire to win quietly unfolded. The women on the side were happy to watch the fun and cheered them on.

"By the way, if I can lift him up, can I rule Asgard?"

"In a sense, that's true."

Thor nodded in agreement, but the expression on his face showed no sign of approval.

In his opinion, if anyone present could really lift the hammer, that person would not be Tony, because this guy had nothing to do with the words "pure in heart" at all.

Fitz next to him is more likely to be the one than Tony.

And Tony did just as Thor expected. He said, "Then I will definitely re-enact the Right to First Night Act...", but he tried his best but couldn't move the hammer even a millimeter.

Even if he put his feet on the coffee table, it wouldn't work.

So, Tony, who has a PhD in mechanical engineering, wisely chose to use tools.

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll be right back..."

(End of this chapter)