"Why can you lift my hammer?"
In a Los Angeles villa, Clark sat opposite Thor for a long time, but it was the straightforward Thor who couldn't bear it anymore and brought up his question.
"Of course, it's because Odin authorized me, and I'm temporarily in charge of keeping the hammer." Looking at Thor's disappointed face, Clark continued, "Notice my wording, I said temporarily keeping it, emphasizing temporarily."
"I'm not the new owner of the hammer, just keeping it while you've lost your divine power. If you ever feel you can lift it, you're welcome to try anytime."
"But you clearly lifted my hammer!" Thor persisted. "Father said whoever can lift Mjolnir would be the new God of Thunder."
Clark casually placed the hammer on the table: "But the fact is, I can lift the hammer but didn't receive the power of Thor. So, you're still its only owner. You just haven't realized your responsibilities as a king, which is why you can't lift it for now."
"This means father hasn't abandoned me!" Thor was overjoyed. "Then when can I..."
"When you pass the test Odin has set for you."
Only now did Thor notice how Clark referred to Odin: "What did you just call my father?"
"Old brother!" Clark replied proudly. "He also calls me 'little brother' in private. So, by seniority, you should call me uncle. And I'll fulfill my duties as an elder to guide you through Odin's test."
Thor, being somewhat naive, especially at this stage, believed Clark's words upon hearing his deep understanding of his exile. Looking at Clark's youthful appearance, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-seven," Clark answered truthfully.
Thor: "One thousand five hundred and twenty-seven..."
...
Thor is quite easy to deceive, soon starting to call him uncle.
Clark indeed treated him well, explaining many survival rules on Earth.
The gist was, Odin exiled you to Earth to learn some lessons you haven't grasped yet. First, you need to learn how to survive like a normal person.
Only by experiencing the hardships of the common people can you understand the responsibilities of a king.
And to survive on Earth, the first thing to learn is how to earn money, how to feed yourself.
Fighting skills are useless now, as it's a peaceful era.
What? You know nothing but fighting? No worries, isn't your uncle here?
Though I'm not a king on Earth, I'm still a significant figure here, and I'll make sure everything's arranged for you clearly.
Do you know who's most popular among girls on Earth now? Stars! That is, actors!
And I happen to be a super tycoon in the film industry. You can become an actor here, not just to make a living but also to become the idol chased by thousands of girls. How exciting is that?
For others, becoming a star is as hard as breaking their heads, but I, as your uncle, can offer you a shortcut, skipping the struggling phase and directly making you a lead in positive roles!
As your uncle, I could even tailor-make a film for you, telling the story of a sea king stranded among humans, how he takes up his responsibilities, resolves the conflicts between humans and the sea tribe, and ultimately becomes a qualified king.
This way, you can earn money, become a star, and even grasp some of the lessons Odin wants you to learn.
A win-win situation, isn't it?
Thus, the famous Thor was tricked by Clark into becoming a signed artist under Nirvana Film Industry, securing the male lead role in "The Sea King."
Clark's tireless help for Thor was naturally to establish a friendly alliance between Earth and Asgard, and incidentally, to recruit this powerful future Avenger into his camp.
Not for Odin's so-called "generous reward," cough cough... Absolutely not!
After arranging for Captain America to help Thor adapt to life on Earth, Clark returned to his room and started browsing comments about Captain America's videos.
As expected, after the real video surfaced online, public opinion, guided by Clark's passionate comments, squarely targeted the Yenna Corporation. Unlike Clark's more subtle words, netizens directly named and shamed.
Initially, Yenna's trolls tried to fight back, with some even claiming the real video was fake.
However, the wisdom of the masses prevailed. A skilled netizen named "Eastern Angel" posted a detailed comparison of screenshots from both videos, proving the video full of innocent civilians was the fake one.
Later, "Eastern Angel" released a plethora of data, listing identities and information about those innocent civilians.
Most of these people were residents of Washington, but not exclusively; many were tourists from other states or countries.
Throughout the year, they were scattered around the globe, making it impossible for them to be in the same place at the same time.
After comparing their backgrounds, the conclusion was that these people's video footage came from a terrorist attack in Washington ten years ago.
Someone maliciously edited two videos together, aiming to tarnish Captain America's shining image. The malice behind this act was evident.
The post caused an uproar online, revealing the truth to everyone.
Yenna's trolls, hoping to leverage their numbers to twist the narrative, were overwhelmed by the collective power of the people, especially with Clark's side not lacking in online support.
With undeniable evidence, Yenna's trolls were quickly drowned in the tide of public opinion.
Not only did Captain America's image not suffer from the video incident, but it also became more heroic and respected.
Especially those who had previously slandered Captain America now felt not only admiration but also a twinge of guilt.
Of course, some stubborn individuals, unwilling to admit their mistake even after the truth was revealed, quietly pretended not to see and continued to slander Captain America, further straying down the wrong path.
However, these few did not affect the overall situation.
Seeing this turn of events, Clark was very pleased.
His first thought was that this must be the work of SHIELD or the FBI, as only they would investigate the fake video immediately after its release, choosing to keep the findings secret for the sake of profit until now.
Clark won, and the government needed to maintain Captain America's image, hence the release of the investigation results online.
As for why this was done anonymously online rather than through official channels, Clark couldn't fully understand the implications, but it wasn't important.
What mattered was that regardless of the other party's intentions in showing goodwill, even if he didn't accept the favor, he needed to be aware of it.
Thus, Clark asked Qingfeng to trace the post's origin.
However, the conclusion was shocking.
The post originated from Yenna Corporation's headquarters.
How could that be?
Yenna was busy blackening Captain America; how could a post directly opposing this narrative come from them?
The only logical explanation was that the post's origin was faked! The person didn't want anyone to know their location or information, so they used Yenna's IP address to release the post.
This meant the poster might not be from the agencies after all.
Because if it were them, they certainly wouldn't hide their identity so deeply.
A show of goodwill needs to be recognized by the intended recipient to be meaningful.
The identity of "Eastern Angel" was too mysterious, leaving Clark puzzled about the key details for a moment before deciding not to dwell on it.
After all, this is Marvel, where even Sherlock Holmes and Watson have become Iron Man and a magician, showing just how bleak the prospects for detectives are.
Feeling good, Clark pulled up the system interface and leisurely selected the "Random BGM Lottery Card" he had obtained from the pit, choosing to use it.
They say when you're in a good mood, luck tends to follow.
What was that saying again?
Girls who smile often won't have bad luck!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! What girls, I'm purely a man, a man who could split mountains and crack the earth! Even if that time with the mountain was somewhat passive...
Cough cough...
Clearing his mind of random thoughts, Clark's focus returned to the system interface. As he used the lottery card, a brand-new BGM appeared in his skill list.
"Only My Railgun: The electric light leaping from your fingertips is my undying faith! Activating this BGM grants the host the ability to control thunder, converting all physical, mental, and energy into electric power with absolute control! Limitation: Active skill, each use consumes 1 billion impression points!"
BGM Review: "You are electricity, you are light, you are the superman who controls thunder!"
Sss! Seeing the introduction of this new BGM, Clark, who had been unconcerned, suddenly widened his eyes and took a sharp breath!
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