Chapter 113 - 22

Chapter 163: An Explanation for the People on Earth

The spacecraft tipped to the side, and the Titans fired another volley of artillery fire. The huge hull was blown into pieces, turning into debris and falling to the side.

Fortunately, there were no people nearby, and at most, some property damage was caused.

Malekith waved his hand, and the ether particles blew Blonsky and Thor away. Looking at the destroyed spacecraft, he was filled with anger.

If Bor and Odin hadn't snatched away his weapons and massacred his people, how could they have failed to defeat these backward Midgardians?

"Enough!"

Ether particles rose into the sky like a storm, and the celestial bodies were about to complete their aggregation. He no longer wanted to care about these damn Asgardian warriors and humans. He wanted to directly release all the ether energy he could summon, plunging the universe into eternal darkness!

Flying back to the assemblage point with the ether particles, he could clearly see the nine realms through those space-time wormholes.

With the help of celestial body convergence, he could affect the nine realms here at the same time. This would be the moment closest to his dream. He did not want to miss this opportunity and wait for another thousand years.

Darkness began to creep in.

"Harry, are you sure we still have to wait? The celestial convergence has reached its peak." Otto reminded from the side.

Harry shook his head: "It's not time yet."

He still didn't know what the ether particles could do, but according to the performance in the original work, when Malekith used the ether at full strength, he became quite sluggish, and because the ether was all activated by him to modify reality, he could no longer use the ether to fight.

Harry had planted a beacon at the Assemblage Point, something that would tear Malekith to pieces when the time came.

Like tree branches, the ether particles extended into several other realms along the space-time wormhole created by the aggregation of celestial bodies. Where affected by the ether, light was disappearing.

At this time, Thor and Blonsky returned.

"We have to stop Malekith from turning the universe into a dark world. Can you contact the Avengers?" Thor asked.

Hearing this, Harry looked Thor up and down—you're the Avenger; why don't you ask your teammates this?

Thor felt a little uncomfortable when Harry looked at him. The next moment, Harry took out a starter, and several scientific researchers immediately entered the state.

Snapped.

The wormhole linking the nine realms violently distorted at the same time, and a space-time fluctuation that could be observed by the naked eye exploded from the center of the storm. Everyone who saw this scene felt great physical discomfort—

Without any sound or sign, time and space were torn apart. Even though it was only an area with a diameter of more than three meters, it turned into an immeasurable crack at this moment.

Not only that, but the cracks seemed to be spreading...

In Harry's eyes, a huge tree appeared above the crack, trying its best to fit the crack in time and space.

Call—

The ether storm dissipated, and the torn center was smoothed by the World Tree, leaving only a twisted mass of flesh, with the physical characteristics of the dark elf barely visible.

The ladies at the scene covered their mouths and exclaimed, while the men also frowned.

Malekith was alive, kept alive by the power of the ether, but biologically speaking, he was dead—as he should be.

"You...what have you done to me?" Malekith's voice seemed to be ringing from the abyss, and it even had its own echo.

No one knew what state he was in now, but it was obvious that he could no longer use the ether.

In order to protect itself, the ether forcibly changed Malekith's status to "alive," but it was only "alive."

"What happened? What an evil weapon this is..." Thor looked solemnly at Harry and the others.

"This weapon shouldn't have this effect. The thing in his hand caused some unknown changes," Harry said.

Selvig pointed to the black-red particles surrounding Malekith and said, "...What on earth is that thing?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Thor believed Harry's statement—Malekith's current state did not seem to be caused by the Earthling's weapon.

However, Thor did not explain immediately but cautiously approached Malekith.

"Damn Midgardians, what have you done? I can't move!" Malekith's voice became more urgent, but to no avail.

"You are under arrest, Dark Elf, and Odin will judge you." Thor pronounced the verdict in a formulaic manner.

Harry patted him on the shoulder and said, "Before that, he has to give the people on Earth an explanation."

.....

"There is no doubt that this is another alien invasion, but under the handling of H.A.M.M.E.R., all the invaders have been killed." Harry talked to the camera.

H.A.M.M.E.R. agents had surrounded the place, and only Osborne's team was doing post-war processing.

This brief statement obviously did not satisfy the reporter. The reporter continued: "It is said that the aliens this time are related to Thor. Can you talk about these aliens in detail?"

Harry cleared his throat and said: "Yes, to be precise, they are the dark elves in Norse mythology. The leader of the invasion this time is their leader, Malekith, who has been handed over to the International Military Tribunal for processing."

Under Norman's auspices, this once temporary institution was reorganized.

As a war leader, Malekith would undoubtedly be sentenced as a first-degree war criminal.

This kind of judgment is very important to build the confidence of ordinary people—otherwise, these aliens and superhuman beings would disappear every time they cause damage, and there would be no explanation. It is all handled by superheroes themselves, which is really difficult for people to feel at ease.

Not to mention aliens; any small group that causes problems will be refrigerated in the end, and no ordinary person will feel at ease.

Harry wanted to put Malekith on the map and gain the trust of the world.

The reporter continued to ask: "Why didn't the Avengers show up during this attack?"

Hearing this question, Harry shrugged: "I'm not an Avenger; I'm a company owner, remember?"

Faced with this answer, the reporter was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, Harry Osborn was indeed not an Avenger.

Not only that, except for Thor, no one at the scene that day was an Avenger...

Seeing him like this, Harry knew that he had to advertise: "In this incident, my research team and I were the first to discover the clues and reported it to your country's officials.

After getting permission, the U.S. H.A.M.M.E.R. Bureau and Osborne Military Armed Company took over the scene in time to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

In this operation, H.A.M.M.E.R. entered your country's territory only at the request of its allies, and Osborne also completed the deployment after receiving a private contract. Everything was legal and reasonable.

You can always count on Osborne."

Soon they would discover that there were no superheroes involved in the whole incident; it was all official, legal, and compliant private agencies handling this matter.

People would worship heroes, but an organization that abides by the law and comes from normal society can obviously give people a sense of security.

Besides, where are those Avengers?

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Chapter 164 Exchange Wine for Black Technology?

Malekith had given up thinking and huddled motionless in the cage.

The Aether is still on him, so how to get it out remains a problem. To put it simply, the God King Odin doesn't even know how to deal with this thing.

It's hard to say, but Rocket Raccoon pulled it out with a big syringe.

Regardless, Harry had to study it further. If it was not possible, Thor should go back to the asgard to find their wizard to take care of it.

Harry knocked on his cage. The guy had completely given up on treatment now.

Thor said from the side: "I need to take him back and let him face Odin's trial. The king of the gods is angry at the crimes he committed."

Malekith had asked the Cursed Warriors to kill Queen Frigga. Of course, Odin was very angry about this and nearly took matters into his own hands.

If Odin were still in power, Harry truly wouldn't dare to keep Malekith like this.

But now the person sitting on the throne of Asgard is not Odin, but Loki. He can wait.

"Of course, but before that, Malekith must first be tried for the crimes he committed on Earth. This will not take long," Harry explained.

Jane, who was nearby, also said: "About a few weeks; it's really not long." She also wanted to spend a few more days with Thor, so she would naturally help Harry speak.

Thor looked at Jane, and the woman's expression clearly conveyed: "If you leave now, don't come back again."

So he nodded mechanically, "Okay, I will watch Malekith and the Aether here..."

Harry spread his hands: "What are you looking at him for? Thor, I'm not telling you— you've come to Earth so many times and are always in a hurry. Why don't you experience the characteristics of Earth?"

In fact, he had an idea. The Nine Realms are naturally connected by the World Tree. Why can't they establish connections between the Nine Realms?

Thor was stunned for a moment and said, "The Nine Realms are originally connected..."

Harry shook his head: "That's not the case. At least we Earthlings have never enjoyed these benefits."

Not only did they not enjoy the benefits, but Odin's war to conquer the Nine Realms was fought in the Midgard. This war shocked the people of Earth. The Nine Worlds were obviously born at the same time, but the Earth has never been able to progress because of Odin's war.

It was not until this God King put down the war that humanity slowly established a society and developed.

The connections Harry was referring to here are controllable and can bring positive benefits.

"We are studying the data generated by this celestial convergence. If our guess is correct, we can use the World Tree to travel through various worlds—just like you use the Rainbow Bridge."

Harry kept waving his hands, and the Nine Realms represented by the holographic device were connected together by a white light belt.

According to Harry's idea, the Midgard is located in the center of the World Tree. In this structure, it is very convenient for Earth to travel to any world. In fact, this is indeed the case; otherwise, Odin would not have chosen this place as a battlefield.

If this idea is correct, Asgard may have also experienced the stage of using the World Tree to travel through the realms, and maybe they can offer some advice.

At this point, Jane was shocked by what Harry said: Once this method is mastered, Earth will truly span the universe.

Osborn wants to open up the road to alien trade!

But Thor obviously didn't understand. He scratched his head and said, "Then what? You Earthlings are too weak, and other worlds are very dangerous for you."

Harry was momentarily taken aback by Thor's muscle-bound logic. At that moment, he wished Loki were here.

"...After we open up this route, all walks of life can form exchanges: commodity trade, cultural exchanges, etc.—If you are a king, you should understand the role of trade."

"...I really don't understand this very well. It would be great if Loki were here." Upon hearing this, Thor's reaction was very different from before; his interest had diminished.

If it were before, he would have confidently claimed he understood these things.

Harry blinked at his appearance, then patted his shoulder and said, "But now that he is gone, you are destined to become the God King of Asgard. Why not start from here?"

After a moment of silence, Thor accepted Harry's statement: "You are right; I should learn, but I don't think you can provide anything useful."

Harry shook his finger and said, "If we talk about technology or magic, we really can't provide anything, but we have some unique things, such as this."

The holographic device flashed and played the most popular movie on the market: *The Avengers*.

"This thing is called a movie, which is equivalent to your drama. Using some... methods, we reproduced your feats and expressed them through this medium."

Seeing this, Thor became a little interested, but he pointed at his actor and said, "Is this me? I'm much stronger than this."

"Well... if you're interested, you can play yourself," Harry shrugged.

"But... can something like a drama be sold as a commodity?"

This question stopped Harry. The culture of Asgard is different from that of Earth. If you insist on saying so, they are a monarchy, but they are not in short supply of resources. There have been no divisions or wars; they have always been unified, fundamentally different from Earth.

In other words, their commerce is very underdeveloped—maybe there is no commerce at all.

He needed to negotiate with him from another angle.

Thinking it over, they should not pursue profit but have a high sense of honor and a pursuit of quality of life.

The long life and monotonous Asgardian life should make them interested in the specialties of the outside world—not necessarily useful things, but interesting things.

"...We have all kinds of wine, beer, spirits, red wine, white wine..." Harry listed dozens of wines in one breath.

"Finally something interesting." Thor displayed a grin like an alcoholic's, then calmed down under Jane's gaze. "I mean, Earth's wine is truly exceptional; there are many varieties."

In addition to wine, Harry listed hundreds of foods and a series of items with earthly human characteristics, such as Thor's favorite fried chicken, entertainment products, drinks, etc.

Thor's eyes grew brighter and brighter—there are indeed many good things on Earth!

As expected, this Asgardian is more interested in quality of life and exotic items. If he thinks carefully, he doesn't need to make deals with the entire Asgard; as long as Thor is willing to exchange items, wouldn't that suffice?

Of course, these things could be easily replicated by them, but why should they copy them? There's no need to profit from these; it is obviously more exotic to have these things made by Earthlings.

And Harry only needs to secure some learning opportunities and science and technology from them. To them, this is more like a reward than a transaction.

Once he grasped the key points, Harry and Thor began to talk more happily.

In the end, Harry succeeded in convincing the Asgard prince—Earth's specialties will soon be sold to Asgard.

As for the reward, any materials and technology given by Asgard will have very good effects on Earth, and Harry can reverse-engineer these things in the alien materials laboratory.

When Osborn becomes stronger, he can boldly go to other planets to develop—such as Alfheim, Vanaheim, and other places.

So in the end, the two shook hands happily, and Thor secured thousands of tons of various Earth wines, promising Osborn some Asgard specialties.

To ordinary people, Thor seemed to have suffered a loss in this transaction, but he was very happy, smiling like a child weighing more than half a ton.

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Chapter 165: The 1st Alien Exploration

Within a few days, Harry's team figured out a way to use the World Tree to open a wormhole.

In the process, thanks to Harry's psychic ability, they helped determine the energy signature of the World Tree. Although they still couldn't see it, they were able to use it.

They discovered that wormholes leading to other planets can be opened anywhere on Earth, but only near Greenwich can they open wormholes leading to all other planets.

In other words, this is a "station."

Fortunately, Harry has already purchased a lot of land here—though it is very expensive, once this discovery is made public, the land here will no longer be so costly.

Regarding whether Osborne can open a wormhole to other planets here, the UK became unusually hard-lined—albeit just for a moment.

In essence, these nine realms are still alien planets, and Osborne is recognized as a pioneer in extraterrestrial exploration by many countries and the United Nations. In theory, Osborne is almost on the same level as these countries concerning extraterrestrial exploration.

As for opening wormholes, there is really no law that stipulates who cannot open them—in terms of private rights, anything can be done without prohibition by law.

The British Parliament wanted to legislate, but Norman gave them a vague warning, so they could only delay the matter.

There is no way around it; now Osborne is a star company in the USA, just like the British East India Company back then; it's different when you have powerful backing.

"Are you ready?" Selvig asked. It was clear that he was nervous, his hands trembling on the keyboard.

Harry replied, "Ready—Doctor, if you're too nervous, I suggest you let Dr. Otto press the button. Considering your physical condition, being overly anxious may not be good."

He was now wearing the armor he hadn't donned in a long time, eager to take the lead through the portal.

Some might think it foolish to do this, but Harry just wanted to do it—purely for his own happiness and to satisfy his desire for adventure.

Besides, with Thor as a guide by his side, there theoretically wouldn't be any danger.

"3, 2, 1... The wormhole is generated, very stable—more stable than we imagined," Selvig reported, glancing at the instruments.

Thor approached everyone and said, "The new world is right in front of you. Are you ready to see the world outside Midgard?"

Harry patted him on the shoulder, passed Thor, and was the first to step through the wormhole.

After passing through the wormhole, Harry found himself in a place filled with vibrant plants. The sun shone brightly, sparkling stones were scattered everywhere, and the blue sky was refreshing.

The follow-up explorers pushed the transport vehicle and the two-meter-high data collection instrument through the wormhole, exhaling in relaxation as they took in the beautiful scenery.

"Everything is normal; the atmospheric environment is suitable, the temperature is appropriate, and the air pressure is right—this is simply a fairyland; it's..."

"This is AlfheimThe light elves live here—they are very friendly, and I like them," Thor explained to everyone.

After speaking, Thor glanced at the logos on Harry and several exploration teams and said, "You are very courageous—I like your logos because you admire me?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the symbol of H.A.M.M.E.R. on their bodies—it was easy to mistake this hammer for Thor's Mjölnir.

Harry thought for a moment and said, "You are the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers. This hammer is a symbol."

If you think about it, the H.A.M.M.E.R. Bureau and the Thunderbolts really sound like that, especially the logo of the Thunderbolts, which looks very much like lightning.

When I return, I'll have to ask Bishop to sort out the publicity matter to avoid misunderstandings.

"That means you have good taste. I like hammers," Thor said with a smile.

A gleaming castle stood amidst the sea of trees in the distance, surrounded by mist and overgrown trees. Looking at it felt like a dream. This scene was more breathtaking than any human movie.

Harry pointed in that direction and asked, "Is that where the light elves live?"

"Yes, it's unique, isn't it?" Thor nodded.

Harry estimated that the castle was about 100 kilometers away, but it didn't appear small from here. A rough estimate put it at over a thousand meters high.

These buildings looked like they were made of stone, but ordinary stones could not construct such tall structures.

"Can we collect some rocks and gems?" Harry asked.

Thor pondered for a moment and nodded, "I think it should be okay; they won't mind."

So Harry instructed his men to gather a ton of stones and load them into a transport truck, leaving Thor stunned.

If it hadn't been for the wormhole quickly becoming unstable, Harry would have collected even more tons of rocks.

After passing through the wormhole and returning to Earth, the area had been completely isolated. Although Thor promised that there would be no danger in Alfheim, in a strict and responsible attitude, they still had to determine if there was anything causing harmful microorganisms.

After removing his protective armor, he walked through the long disinfection passage, followed by a series of safety checks such as cognitive tests. After confirming that there were no issues, Harry finally met with several doctors.

Everyone was excited and clearly had many questions to ask.

"I have to say that although this is a small step for Osborne, it is indeed a giant leap for mankind. It is the first time humanity has set foot in the realm of myth and returned safely," Harry announced.

Jane, standing to the side, joked, "Actually, I should be No. 1; I went to Asgard."

.....

This exploration brought back a total of 1 ton of various inorganic objects from Alfheim, including sparkling gems with unknown uses, as well as rocks with unique structures.

In addition to inorganic matter, 13 species of exotic plants and 30 liters of air were also sampled.

As of now, it seems that this exploration did not bring back any disease-causing microorganisms. The magnetic field in Alfheim is somewhat different from that of Earth, likely related to magic.

Due to limited time, the exploration team did not find any creatures, let alone the light elves mentioned by Thor.

According to Thor, Alfheim is a planet, but not exactly a "planet." Strictly speaking, it should be regarded as a celestial body, not a "planet."

Among the nine realms, except for Earth, the other interfaces are not spheres in the traditional sense. The outer layer of Alfheim is wrapped by nebulae, and the inner circle is a "flat celestial body," like an island suspended in space.

The dark elves once lived underground in Alfheim, while the light elves resided above ground.

Even with such a strange shape, Alfheim is still in the same universe as Earth. Theoretically, the physical constants measured on Earth should be the same as those measured in Alfheim.

But reality contradicted researchers here:

The speed of light in Alfheim does not match the speed of light on Earth, but Planck's constant remains unchanged, ultimately leading to a change in the fine structure constant. That is to say, theoretically, in Alfheim, electromagnetic interaction intensity does not match that on Earth.

Additionally, because the speed of light has changed, many things on Alfheim will also differ, but the time on Earth and the time on Alfheim are indeed the same.

Seeing these results, the corner of Harry's mouth twitched—Einstein might have jumped out of his grave.

Judging from these results, the environment of Alfheim is greatly influenced by the "law of magic." Of course, it may also be that the instruments on Earth have been interfered with by magic, causing problems with the measured data.

However, these can be studied slowly. The key now is that this place is very suitable, or extremely suitable, for human survival.

Harry stroked his chin, contemplating how to get in touch with these light elves.

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Chapter 166: Thor's History Class

In the conference room, a large number of historical researchers were seated, creating quite a commotion.

Outside the conference room, a sign hung: "Osborne Special Study Group on Norse Mythology."

Norse mythology was once merely a collection of myths. Historical scholars typically excavated artifacts, combined them with the legends of the time, and attempted to recreate the living conditions of ancient humans to unlock the mysteries of these legends.

However, Norse mythology is no longer just myth; it has become history.

Due to his contract for post-war cleanup in London, Harry often appeared on television. Utilizing broadcast channels, he recruited a large number of relevant scholars from around the globe, who were currently making a lot of noise inside the room.

"I told you that light elves and dark elves must have been born simultaneously. There must be more than just light elves in Alfheim!"

In Norse mythology, Ymir was the first humanoid to be born and the ancestor of the later giants. The gods, led by Odin, killed Ymir and used his corpse to create the world.

The dark elves and light elves are said to be the maggots born from Ymir's corpse. Those who are illuminated by the light become light elves, while those who remain in darkness become dark elves.

A bald man wearing glasses shouted passionately with a flushed face.

Not to be outdone, another expert shot back, "Why do you consider this theory correct? They must be pagans or fallen angels. Some evil beings are dark elves, while others must be friendly. How could they coexist?"

This expert appeared to have combined some Icelandic legends—it's now generally accepted by historians that myths from different regions are merely differing descriptions of the same beings.

In Icelandic lore, elves are portrayed as fallen angels or pagans who have performed enough good deeds to ascend to heaven.

It's important to note that this myth stems from Christian legends and diverges significantly from the Norse pantheon.

Thor was about to speak when another expert shook his head condescendingly and interjected:

"'Maggots' and 'angels' born from Ymir? Come on, those are simply foolish imaginations of people on Earth. They are aliens! Just because we cannot keep up with their technology doesn't mean we have regressed to the Dark Ages!"

Harry hoped that Thor could come here to impart basic knowledge about the Nine Realms, especially regarding some of the outlandish legends and myths.

This could potentially evolve into a new subject—sociology of aliens or something along those lines.

Observing the heated discussions among these experts, Harry quietly shook his head and clapped his hands, commanding everyone's attention.

"Everyone, please quiet down. Thor is here. Why not ask him directly?"

Since he had a friendly arrangement with Harry, the mighty Thor was more than willing to share insights about their history with these Earthlings.

However, based on Harry's judgment, there would undoubtedly be numerous inaccuracies in what Thor knew—Asgardians weren't particularly well-educated historically, and sometimes even they mistook their history for legend.

Moreover, gods like Bor and Odin often recorded their history in a spring and autumn style. For instance, concerning the dark elves, Bor left no records about these remnants or the ether.

While this decision was made to prevent those with nefarious intentions from uncovering buried weapons, it undoubtedly hindered their educational efforts.

But when it came to the light elves, Thor should still be able to provide some valuable insights.

As silence fell over the room, Thor began, "Dark elves and light elves did not evolve from maggots. Dark elves were born in Svartalfheim, while light elves originated from Alfheim."

As he spoke, the weight of his words stunned the historians present.

According to legend, Svartalfheim was considered the domain of the dwarves. If this is the home of the dark elves, where do the dwarves reside?

Upon hearing this question, Thor replied, "Nidavellir. My dwarf friends live in Nidavellir."

Many historians jotted down notes, recording that Nidavellir and Svartalfheim are distinct locations, not alternate names.

Thor continued, "The homeland of the dark elves is Svartalfheim —but I always thought they had been eradicated long ago."

However, the hesitant tone in Thor's words was quickly picked up by the experts.

One raised his hand and asked, "I noticed you seemed to use an uncertain tone. Is this history also incomplete in Asgard?"

This question caught Thor off guard. On one hand, he lacked a solid understanding of history, and on the other, Odin had indeed omitted this information.

Thor pondered for a moment and then deflected, "The history of the Nine Realms far surpasses your human history, so..."

The experts accepted this without rebuttal, diligently noting it down.

Yet when Thor observed their notes, he felt a twinge of guilt—here he was, a distinguished God of Thunder, hesitating to discuss his own history in front of mere mortals...

Determined to restore his divine image, Thor declared, "The Nine Realms include Asgard, Midgard, Vanaheim, and Alfheim...

Today, I will primarily introduce Alfheim. The light elves there are very benevolent, and their ruler is Queen Elsa Featherwind..."

From Thor's description, it appeared these light elves were generally not overly aggressive. With Thor's backing, they should be amenable to allowing Earth's inhabitants to settle nearby and establish a presence in their territory.

The expanse of the Nine Realms is vast, yet the population outside Midgard is not large. Additionally, there exist many strange and unique resources, leading to a rich life. Places like Alfheim and Asgard are not particularly exclusionary.

Of course, this hinges on Earth's people not overstepping their bounds.

Alfheim is a world teeming with richness, and its environment could enable scientific advancements for Earth.

The unusual flora and soil in his recollections might assist Harry in addressing his deficiencies in food production.

Furthermore, Alfheim is imbued with magic. Perhaps it is time for him to establish a department dedicated to magic research.

However, before he could proceed with that, he needed to manage the remaining Asgardian artifacts on Earth, and Thor just happened to be present.

At that moment, a middle-aged man appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

Elliot Randolph, a professor of Norse mythology from a Serbian university.

However, Harry knew this professor was not just an ordinary scholar—he was an Asgardian. When Odin was conquering the Nine Realms, he grew weary of war and decided to remain on Earth.

Many mythological tales bear his influence. Initially, he was reluctant to accept Harry's invitation, but the allure of Harry's generous salary convinced him to take a look.

After all, having such a wealthy benefactor is a rare opportunity for fame and fortune, making it difficult for him to refuse.

So when he opened the door and saw Thor elucidating the Nine Realms, he was taken aback.

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Chapter 167: Asgard Immigration

After the meeting, Harry left Randolph alone.

"You are an Asgardian, Professor Randolph," Harry said bluntly.

This straightforward statement shocked both Thor and Randolph.

Harry didn't want to make any pretenses in this matter. Randolph was just a soldier at best. Now that his prince was here, he wasn't afraid of him making any small moves.

Thor was a carefree warrior, and he could easily sidestep the issue of how he discovered this information.

On the other hand, he also needed a model of "immigration" to convince Thor that this Asgardian who had been on Earth for thousands of years was worth keeping.

"...I don't know what you're talking about..." Randolph wanted to quibble, but Thor immediately cut in.

Thor grabbed his shoulders, and this action immediately made Randolph give up any resistance—he sighed as if resigned to his fate.

"You are really an Asgardian, but how is this possible? Why are you in Midgard?" Thor asked, puzzled.

"This is... complicated. Your Highness, can you let me explain first?"

The physiology of Asgardians cannot be generalized. After all, Thor can withstand the heat of a neutron star, but not all Asgardians are so extraordinary.

Randolph found a chair and sat down, then asked Harry, "How did you discover my identity?"

Harry thought: Cheating.

Of course, that was just in his mind.

"...Some detection methods. Since being caught off guard by aliens last time, Osborn has been studying how to effectively distinguish aliens from Earthlings."

This reason was, of course, made up. Harry had this idea, but it was merely a thought.

In reality, it isn't difficult to distinguish between Asgardians and Earthlings. At its simplest, an Earthling of Randolph's size weighs about 65-75 kg, while his actual weight reached 214 kg, which is far from normal.

In addition, nuclear magnetic resonance, infrared scanning, and other detection methods can be employed. There aren't many ways to identify Asgardians.

Randolph sighed deeply and said, "Humans are truly a strange race, which is why I fell in love with this place.

I initially landed in Ireland, and they offered me food, a comfortable place to live, and I loved it here—I loved the human race."

Thor asked, "Why did you come to Earth? No one from Asgard has been here for thousands of years."

Except for Thor himself, the Asgardians had remained in Asgard for millennia.

Most Asgardians were fine with this, but some, like Randolph, felt differently.

"I used to be a stonemason, Your Highness. I carved stones and created statues in Asgard—you should be familiar with that. Until one day, they came to recruit soldiers."

"Conscription? That was thousands of years ago. Did you participate in the war to unify the Nine Realms?"

Randolph nodded, but it was clear he didn't miss those times.

"I became a berserker, Your Highness, and you should know what that entails.

Eventually, I grew weary of that war, and instead, I became fascinated by Midgard, where everything was interesting, everything was changing, and I no longer had to pound rocks day and night.

Then I fell in love with an Irish girl who was truly lovely, and spending time with her made me realize the beauty of being human.

I've been living a good life here, but it looks like it's going to end today."

After hearing his story, Thor became increasingly puzzled.

In his opinion, becoming a warrior and fighting for the glory of Odin was a meaningful endeavor.

Earth was fine, but the pursuit of glory clearly appealed to him more.

This idea was closely related to his identity—after all, he was destined to become the God King from birth, and so was the education he received.

Of course, while contemplating this, he obviously left Jane Foster behind. His incomprehension of Randolph was also akin to Odin's misunderstanding of him, but he did not possess the ability to empathize.

As an ordinary Asgardian and a stonemason, Randolph did not enjoy the mundane life in Asgard.

Harry understood this very well, which is why he was willing to give his employees ample free time to relax freely; this was also the life he pursued—doing whatever they wanted.

Employees could create their own things in private, and Harry appreciated the things they created, such as games or literary works. If he pushed them all onto the production line, he might not be able to play a new game he was interested in for ten years.

How boring would that life be?

"Then, do you want to take me back for trial? Your Highness?"

In response to Randolph's question, Thor was silent.

Seeing this, Harry said, "I think I can offer some advice.

Why not let this Asgardian stay here? Have you heard of the Migration Agreement?"

Thor obviously didn't understand this concept very well.

Harry provided an example: "Aren't there warriors from other worlds in Asgard? The Earth can also accept outsiders who appreciate this place. We just need to reach a small agreement..."

To simplify, through this agreement, the flow of people between several worlds becomes legal.

This way, people on Earth can also visit other worlds, and people from other worlds can also come to Earth.

Harry hoped that, with Thor's help, he could establish an immigration agreement with Alfheim, Nidavellir, Asgard, and Vanaheim—forget it,for places like Niflheim.

Upon hearing this, Randolph regained hope—Earth was much more fun than Asgard, and of course, he would prefer to stay here rather than be taken back.

Seeing that this Osborn seemed to have the audacity to think outside the box, he also joined the explanation group, articulating these concepts to Thor in an Asgardian manner.

Although Thor was not particularly proficient in this, he was not a fool either. Through the explanations of the two, he gradually understood the meaning of the "Immigration Agreement."

There was just one aspect he didn't quite grasp: the Nine Realms were all under the jurisdiction of Asgard, so this seemed a bit unnecessary.

To clarify, Randolph shared numerous historical stories about kingship and law.

Thor nodded in understanding: "...Okay, I can roughly comprehend what you mean, and I will convey your thoughts to Odin, but before that..."

"I think he can stay. After all, he hasn't done anything wrong," Harry suggested on behalf of Randolph.

Now it was Randolph's turn to be surprised.

He thought Osborn was merely going to send him back to prevent him from doing anything extraordinary.

But in Harry's eyes, as an Asgardian willing to remain on Earth, Randolph's presence was more valuable.

Faced with this request, Thor looked at both of them: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Harry nodded.

He's just an Asgardian. If he can't manage such a small alien, why should he venture into space?

At that moment, Randolph's cellphone rang.

He looked at his phone and said, "A friend from S.H.I.E.L.D. Can I answer the phone?"

Harry replied that it was up to him.

After answering the call, Randolph appeared a little strange.

Harry said smoothly, "It seems you still have many contacts with them—maybe something you left behind has caused trouble, right? I think he has the responsibility to help us deal with this matter, Thor."

Thor kept tapping his left palm with Mjölnir and said slowly, "Okay, in that case, I respect your choice."

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Here is the revised Chapter 168 of your fanfic:

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Chapter 168: Berserker's Staff

The person who contacted Randolph was an acquaintance of Thor whom Harry had met only once before.

Agent Coulson, who was previously killed by Loki during the Battle of New York, was resurrected by Fury using the Tahiti Project and was now leading his team to address abnormal events.

This time, he came to Randolph because they had found traces of suspected Asgardian artifacts in Norway and needed a Norse mythology expert to help identify them.

Randolph had previously assisted Coulson when he first encountered Mjölnir, and now the agent was at his door once again.

"What should I do?" Faced with Coulson's call, Randolph sought Harry's opinion before making a decision.

This knowledgeable berserker was someone Harry respected, so he nodded and said, "Let them come here, and you can continue as our expert on Norse mythology."

Harry valued Randolph's expertise, and for his own need for anonymity, no organization was better suited to help him than Osborn.

SHIELD had previously exposed Randolph's identity. Although Coulson had not revealed it, his identity was likely recorded in SHIELD's secret database. With SHIELD's eventual exposure, living an ordinary life might become difficult for him.

Compared to SHIELD, Osborn provided a more secure environment.

When Coulson arrived at the Osborn European branch, he felt somewhat uneasy, mainly due to his previous death.

Fortunately, Thor was out shopping with his girlfriend, which spared Coulson from explaining his resurrection.

"Hello, Professor, Mr. Osborn, it's good to see you again," Coulson greeted with a professional smile, though his wariness towards Harry was evident.

With HAMMER and Ross pressuring them, Coulson, like everyone else at SHIELD, was dissatisfied, especially after Osborn had taken Chan Ho Yin, a person with special abilities, for research.

Harry greeted Coulson with a businesslike smile. Since Coulson was not aware of recent developments, there was no reason to be upset with him.

"Long time no see, Agent Coulson. How is Fury? And where are the Avengers?"

"Fury is hard to reach, and I can't control the Avengers," Coulson replied, indicating his lack of information.

The agent remained cautious, though Harry could tell he was simply out of the loop.

"Agent Coulson, what new discoveries have you made?" Randolph inquired.

Coulson smiled, though he seemed reluctant to discuss it openly.

Given the private nature of the matter, it was unlikely Randolph would have a chance to speak privately.

"Let's discuss it here. We have comprehensive equipment, and if Professor Randolph can't identify it, I have a whole team of experts on Norse mythology," Harry said, using a holographic projection to display an extensive team of experts in Nordic mythology.

These experts were analyzing artifacts left by Thor and inferring the habits of various races in the Nine Realms based on these artifacts.

Harry hoped to train these experts into specialists in fields like "extraterrestrial sociology," similar to ancient diplomats, anticipating a future need for such talents.

Seeing the array of experts, Coulson couldn't refuse. In his view, a large team was more reliable than a single expert.

Regarding aliens, Osborne was currently the authority on the subject, at least on the surface.

Coulson presented a staff found in the forest outside London, made from alien materials and resembling something from Asgard.

He produced a 3D-printed replica of the item, which was only half-scanned but sufficient for Randolph's identification.

"...Interesting. According to these runes, this appears to be a berserker's weapon, dating back to the late 12th century. Let me examine it..."

Randolph activated the terminal on his arm, projecting a large amount of data. The terminal was still in its beta phase.

He appeared to be a competent Norse mythology researcher.

Coulson focused on the terminal, noting its quality. Osborn was evidently wealthy enough to provide such advanced equipment.

"Interested in one? We have prototypes in the warehouse, and I can give you one," Harry offered with a teasing tone.

"Aren't you worried we might reverse-engineer it?"

"No worries. The patents are unique to Osborn. Selling them would result in heavy losses."

Coulson smiled wryly, acknowledging the difficulty of crossing Osborn's powerful network.

Randolph then interrupted, saying:

"...I've found something. According to legend, a berserker came to this world to fight but eventually fell in love. He chose to stay here instead of returning to Asgard.

To prevent the dark magic on this weapon from falling into the wrong hands, he split the stick into three parts and buried them in different locations."

"Dark magic? What kind of magic is that?" Coulson inquired.

"It induces uncontrollable rage. One such berserker is worth twenty warriors," Randolph explained.

Coulson was taken aback by the comparison to twenty Asgardian warriors.

Harry, controlling his terminal, added, "It seems people on Earth can also exhibit such rage. I saw news about several young individuals causing a disturbance in Oslo, leaving traces... 'We are gods'? What's their deal?"

Coulson, seeing Harry's discovery, appeared conflicted, clearly not wanting Osborn's involvement.

"...Does this relate to our discussion?" Coulson attempted to steer the conversation.

Harry continued displaying footage of the young troublemakers showing great strength and wielding short sticks.

"Is this what you're looking for? I'm quite interested, Agent Coulson. I'm currently studying the Nine Realms."

Coulson quickly responded, "Mr. Osborn, this item is very dangerous, you must..."

"Must be subject to public supervision? Respectfully, SHIELD isn't overly supervised. On the contrary, Osborn's actions are entirely legal."

Harry showcased Osborn's military contract with Party A listed as the Homeland Advanced Mechanized Mobility Enhanced Response (H.A.M.M.E.R.).

H.A.M.M.E.R. is an American unit, now part of NATO due to the dark elves' invasion, and Norway and Canada are NATO members.

SHIELD's law enforcement powers were often vague, operating in gray areas, making it difficult for countries to challenge them. However, Osborn operated within clear legal boundaries.

"Osborn's actions are entirely legal and justified, Agent."

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"At first, I thought you were exaggerating when you said, 'These berserkers fight like beasts,'" Harry remarked with a strange expression. He hadn't expected that this wasn't an exaggeration but rather a straightforward statement.

Randolph wiped his face. "...In those days, we wore the hides of powerful creatures as armor, and we were shielded by other warriors when we charged. This is definitely not how we fought."

This former berserker also wanted to restore some of his powerful and mysterious image. However, the young people who "fight like wild beasts" were genuinely shocking. They stepped on traps like a group of little white rabbits caught in wooden stakes, killing them without hesitation.

"Okay, it doesn't matter. I want to know how this kind of magic works." Harry understood that the Berserkers back then would not have fought in this manner, so he changed the topic.

"This weapon combines Odin's runes with the witchcraft of the Vanir, enabling it to put people into a state of rage and grant them superhuman strength," Randolph explained.

Anger, witchcraft, and runes—Harry had to admit that these concepts were indeed blind spots in the knowledge of people on Earth. He might have to study these topics himself. After all, besides himself, no one under his command possessed qualified superpowers. Only his own psychic ability could barely be considered a superpower, and he happened to have a psychic scepter in hand.

After listening to Randolph's lengthy explanation, Harry felt a bit lost. "Okay, Professor Randolph, thank you for your assistance in this matter. You can return to your pursuits now. The reward has been sent to your account. I hope you can guide the mythology research team from time to time in the future and provide me with information about Asgard, such as the stones you've collected or the customs of other races."

Randolph smiled. "I thought you would force me to stay here to work for you."

"Well, stubborn employees rarely work efficiently. If you're tired of college life and want to do something else, Osborne can help. We just need your advice from time to time."

"Very fair conditions. You are a nice person."

The two shook hands amicably, and everyone got what they wanted—it was perfect.

As for Coulson, he remained silent and lost in thought on his Airbus.

"I've said it before, Osborn is very powerful and strict in his work. We can't overlook that," Skye said with a shrug.

As she spoke, several team members looked at her—it wasn't the first time Osborn had solved a problem before them, nor was it the first time Skye had remarked on it.

...

The Berserker's Staff was quickly sent to the European branch, and Harry assembled the item while wearing his gloves. In his perception, it indeed felt different, as if some energy surrounded it.

"Magic... Let's start with these runes. Let me see this thing..."

Before Harry could begin, he felt the space around him shift—it seemed to still.

This sensation was unsettling, as if he had traveled through several worlds in an instant and struggled to adapt. Suddenly, an orange-yellow fire ring appeared in the air—

Harry's pupils constricted: This is a portal!

Sure enough, the next moment, a slender woman clad in a yellow robe emerged from the portal—the Supreme Mage, Ancient One!

"Hello, Mr. Osborne, it's a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I am the Ancient One."

The Ancient One smiled kindly, but Harry knew that beneath this friendly facade, the mage was not a benign figure. As the Supreme Mage, she had been guarding Earth's dimensions from being invaded by malevolent beings from other realms, and her power was quite formidable.

What was she seeking? It couldn't be that our dimension was being invaded...

"When we first meet, who are you? What brings you here?" Harry inquired cautiously.

If the Ancient One noticed anything, at his current level, it was evident that he couldn't defeat her. Fortunately, the Ancient One typically didn't take action against these "native residents."

"This relates to my duty. I have been protecting this world, and I've noticed that you recently appeared to have opened a door to Alfheim through the World Tree. I want to know what your intentions are there."

"Why don't you tell me first what kind of trick this is? Magic? It doesn't seem to resemble what the Asgardians use," Harry retorted.

"Yes, this is magic. Would you like to experience it?" The Ancient One maintained her smile.

Hearing this, Harry recalled the scene in *Doctor Strange* where Strange was toyed with by the Ancient One and applauded. He shook his head hesitantly.

"You have talent, Mr. Osborne, so how about we return to the original question?"

He was uncertain if this "talent" referred to his psychic abilities or to Harry opening the portal to Alfheim. Still, Harry knew that this was not the time to debate talents with the Ancient One.

Harry collected himself and replied, "Just as humans once did, discover the unknown, explore the unknown, and then progress—if magicians watch television, they should know that Osborn has always advocated for extraterrestrial development."

"Ha, a dangerous individual."

As she spoke, the Ancient One used magic to outline the Earth, then depicted a thin golden protective film enveloping the planet. Outside the protective film lay something dark.

"This is our universe. There are many universes beyond ours, and the gaps between them—those places are perilous."

"...And what's between us and these dangerous beings is this thin protective film?"

"That's correct, Mr. Osborne. It appears we had a pleasant conversation. That is what I wanted to convey." The Ancient One smiled and nodded.

But it still didn't make sense.

According to the information currently available, the Nine Realms are distinct planets within the same universe as Earth. This was not about tearing apart dimensions and attracting demons from other realms.

Just as Harry was grappling with confusion, the Ancient One continued, "I've noticed that you not only opened the portal to Alfheim but also studied Asgardian magic. I'm telling you this because I hope you'll gain insight into our situation."

"...Then what? I understand, and I'm willing to believe what you say. I don't perceive anything dangerous about my current research."

"That's good, because there was an entrepreneur who disregarded advice and conducted perilous experiments before. I don't wish to deal with another entrepreneur like that—I'm hoping we can establish a friendly relationship." The Ancient One maintained her ever-smiling demeanor.

"So this is merely a greeting?" Harry probed.

"Yes, that is it. My address is in the heart of Greenwich Village, 177A Brick Street. I hope you'll inform me in advance when you embark on any hazardous experiments."

"Of course—I'd prefer to receive some professional guidance."

Harry readily agreed to the Ancient One's request. He could guess who the entrepreneur the Ancient One dealt with was, but he truly had no intention of destroying the world, so he naturally aimed to cooperate with the Ancient One's endeavors.

The Ancient One continued, "One more thing. In the future, a doctor may approach you due to a finger injury. I hope you refuse his request for treatment."

Harry was taken aback—realizing that this was likely the key reason, right?

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171

According to the plot, the origin of the normal version of Doctor Strange is that his hands were disabled, and he could no longer be a doctor, leading him to discover the Ancient One.

However, when it comes to nerve damage in his hands, Harry Osborn has nearly overcome the disability caused by the accident.

Among other things, the improved Extremis virus can heal nerve damage and regenerate necrotic tissue. Coupled with maintenance and rehabilitation treatment, Harry is fully confident that he can restore Strange's hands to their original functionality.

In a certain comic issue, Strange's hands were healed in disguise, and the Supreme Mage was replaced by someone else. However, in this world, that situation seems immutable.

The next Supreme Mage must be Strange, and some things are best left unchanged—Harry understood this implication.

So, Strange was appointed.

"...Is this also related to magic?" Harry asked, feigning curiosity.

"Pretty much; that's important," the Ancient One replied.

"Okay, but..."

"You won't do this for nothing. I can sense that you possess some sort of personal energy. It just so happens that I have some books about these matters; or would you prefer information about Asgard's runes?"

The Ancient One was quite generous, offering Harry two choices.

It wasn't surprising that the Ancient One could perceive the special energy within him; after all, the title of Supreme Mage was not given lightly.

In the Marvel universe, the sources of magic are mainly divided into four categories: the first is personal energy, such as Harry's psychic power and Iron Fist's Qi.

The second type is the magical energy from the cosmic environment. Utilizing this type of magic is akin to how humans use technology to achieve something, such as the runes that Odin created.

The third type is extradimensional magical energy, such as that of Shuma-Gorath and Dormammu, which serves as the primary power sources for the Ancient One in this world.

The last type consists of various magical artifacts.

Returning to the Ancient One's choices, the knowledge offered couldn't involve dangerous technologies. The first choice was likely to focus on meditation techniques, which the system also provided, but the Ancient One seemed unaware of that.

Conversely, the second option was more practical at the moment. He happened to have an Asgardian magical artifact on hand, and Osborn could work on developing runes.

Thus, Harry stated, "I'll choose the second option."

When the Ancient One heard this, the books in her left hand vanished, leaving only the ones in her right. However, she appeared somewhat surprised: "I thought someone with a curious spirit like yours would select the first option."

"I'd actually prefer to have both," Harry added.

"This is more in line with my expectations. Let's conclude our conversation here. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Osborn."

As the Ancient One stepped into the portal, the surroundings instantly reverted to their original state, and Harry realized he had returned to normal space.

Harry rubbed his temples—he had been focusing his psychic powers in the mirror dimension, partly to help him adapt to the altered space and partly to prevent the Ancient One from reading his thoughts unknowingly.

Based on the outcome, it seemed the Ancient One hadn't read his mind.

"Sir, Mr. Castle has returned to the company," Oyce's voice chimed in.

"I understand—did anything unusual happen in the room just now?"

"No, sir, everything is normal, but I noticed some changes in your physical signs. You seem to be quite nervous."

Harry sighed; he indeed had much to explore regarding supernatural powers.

With that thought, he headed toward the laboratory, carrying the book left by the Ancient One and the Berserker's Staff.

.....

Harry first conducted a full-body examination of these 15 angry young men. The instruments showed no abnormalities. They only exhibited excessive adrenaline, abnormal heart rates, and a large number of β2 receptors in their livers. Overall, from a biological perspective, nothing seemed out of place.

What surprised him was that the system still counted this inspection as 10 points of progress. Now he only needed to find 5 more special talents to complete the task.

Then these young men were imprisoned—once the effect of the Berserker's Staff wore off, they would lose this power, and a sentence of 3 to 5 years would be enough for them to return to normal.

When scanning the Berserker's Staff, he found that this material originated from Asgard. It mainly contained silicon, carbon, iron, and some strange elements that humanity had yet to discover. Reverse-engineering this item was unrealistic due to its limited quantity; even the Alien Materials Laboratory couldn't do anything with it.

The greatest value lay in the runes engraved on it. If he could master these magics, he could upgrade the armor on the magical side.

Runes function more like circuits. By carving these runes into suitable materials, one could harness the magical energy that exists in the universe. In Asgard, magical energy is abundant, rich in magical minerals that can easily be detected and exploited.

However, this is not the case on Earth. First, the environment poses limitations. Second, materials are restricted. Third, it is due to the "protectionism of the weak" exhibited by these odd individuals.

With the information provided by the Ancient One and the crafting skills left by Randolph, Harry quickly replicated some simple runes. These runes have the ability to slightly alter the user's mood, such as inducing a sense of well-being.

If this could be mass-produced, it would serve as a genuinely useful technology for human society.

After conducting research for a while, Harry had to set aside decoding the runes due to material constraints and shift his focus to the company's next strategic deployment.

The second exploration of Alfheim was underway. This mission would likely encounter the indigenous inhabitants there—the Light Elves—so it had to be directed by him personally.

Yet Harry couldn't lead every exploration. He needed to train someone capable of leading the exploration team.

This individual should possess the ability to adapt to changing circumstances, ideally enhanced through biological technology, have a cheerful disposition, and a passion for exploration without inciting resentment from the Light Elves.

After reflecting on it, Harry realized he actually knew such a person—he was indeed a perfect fit.

"Oyce, help me contact Peter Parker—where is he now?"

"Mr. Parker is in London, by the Thames with his girlfriend. The call has been dialed."

With recommendations from Dr. Otto and Dr. Connors, Peter successfully secured an opportunity to attend Oxford University as an exchange student, allowing him to live with his girlfriend, Gwen.

Before Harry arrived in London, he had originally planned to meet with Peter but had been preoccupied with dealing with the Dark Elves and had forgotten.

It seemed he was enjoying his time with Gwen in London when this incident arose, so there was no need to search for him anymore.

"Peter, I have a job at hand that is perfect for you. Would you like to come over for an interview?"

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Chapter 172: The 2nd Alien Exploration

"Peter, here!" Harry waved to Peter from his seat.

Peter had never been to such a luxurious place, and he looked around at the environment while walking.

"Long time no see—how much does this place cost? Is it so expensive that there's no one here?"

"It's not too much, just a small amount of money." Harry waved his hand. There was no one around because he had booked this place; he preferred to have privacy when discussing these matters. "What about England?"

"Not bad—it would be better if there were no aliens." Peter shrugged.

When aliens invaded a few days ago, he abandoned Gwen and ran nearby to rescue people, which made Gwen a little angry—Gwen didn't know he was Spider-Man yet.

"You were there?" Harry said in surprise. He hadn't paid much attention to the situation outside the battlefield that day.

"It's nearby. I originally planned to go to the observatory to take a look."

Although the main battlefield that day was controlled at the observatory, the huge ship still caused damage to nearby neighborhoods, and Peter acted as a temporary firefighter.

"That's not bad." Harry thought, "Let's talk about this job. You can take a look at this tape first."

This is the footage recorded during the first exploration of Alfheim. The huge plants, the blue sky, and the soft light were as beautiful as a wonderland created with CG technology.

But this was obviously not made with CG technology because humans had never seen such a beautiful place.

"This is Alfheim. This is footage of Osborn's first exploration."

"So, this job is to explore alien planets?" Peter's expression was dull.

Harry nodded. "Yes, I hope you can be my assistant and participate in the next exploration. Best case scenario, I hope you can lead a team to explore there."

Most of Osborn's explorers are ordinary people, equipped with protective armor at most. I'm worried that they will make wrong judgments in a strange environment and cause some 'diplomatic disputes.'

According to legend, there are many strange animals and plants in Alfheim. In an unfamiliar environment, humans are easily frightened by unknown things and may behave irrationally.

There is a good chance that there are giant plants and animals out there that possess a certain degree of intelligence, and both parties may take actions out of ignorance.

For example, a huge vine might hang a person up to study them carefully, or a wild beast might approach a human for observation, and so on.

Theoretically, these animals and plants, including light elves, will not attack humans without reason, but humans are different.

Being in an alien environment and having contact with unknown creatures, the explorers are likely to make misjudgments. As soon as the nervous security personnel open fire, the nature of the matter changes.

You must know that the light elves value these animals and plants very much.

And Peter can solve this problem: Spider-Man's physical strength is not inferior to these aliens, and he has the magical ability of Spider-Sense, which can help them better assess risks.

His personality is also very suitable for friendly contact with these light elves.

Peter was a little unsure. "But I may not be able to make a correct judgment."

Harry shook his head. "I know your abilities better than you do. From a scientific perspective, your attention span is far beyond that of ordinary people. Your brain will unconsciously calculate and pay attention to the dangers around you, which can help you make correct judgments."

Harry was referring to Spider-Sense, an ability that, from a conventional scientific viewpoint, relies on Peter's super senses.

This sensory ability allows his consciousness to be connected to everything around him like a spider's thread, enough to deduce possible dangers.

In fact, Spider-Sense goes beyond conventional science. It comes from spider totems, and the content it perceives includes not only the state of objective things but also the subjective consciousness of intelligent creatures, just like Harry can feel the emotions of others through psychic abilities.

The prediction of Spider-Sense is based on this sensed information. It completes "cloud computing" on the spider totem to make inferences about what is about to happen, then tells the spider-ability user: there is danger.

Therefore, Spider-Sense can be simulated through technological means, but it cannot replicate its complete version—Iron Man secretly made a set of this in the comics.

Theoretically, through training, Spider-Sense can even evolve into a precognitive ability. In short, it is very useful for exploring the unknown and is well-suited for team leaders.

"But... how long will it take to go there?" Peter hesitated—he had just come to Oxford for an exchange, and his hadn't even had the chance to made love to Gwen's body yet, so he was going to an celestial body?

This left Harry momentarily stunned. It turned out that Peter was worried he would not have time to meet his little girlfriend.

Harry explained, "It's hard to say. Now the portal can exist stably for 3-5 hours once it is opened. My plan is to open it once a day until the camp is established, and then it will be opened once a week.

Judging from the current information, there should be no danger in Alfheim, and you might even consider bringing Gwen with you.

I will also communicate with your school regarding academics—in fact, I haven't attended many classes; these are all minor details."

Peter was still hesitant. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, alien exploration was very interesting, but he had just fallen in love and was still in class. Alien exploration was filled with unknown risks...

Especially when he was still in love.

Harry had no choice but to use his trump card: "The reward I'm offering you is 2000 US dollars—seriously, Peter, this mission needs you very much. Your ability is very suitable for this job. The exploration team requires you."

"Monthly salary?" Peter was taken aback.

"Of course it's an hourly rate—it's just a base salary; bonuses will be calculated separately."

As soon as these words were uttered, Peter was shaken.

I don't know which part of it impressed Peter—maybe it was the salary, the chance to do the job, or both.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and said:

"Okay, it does sound good. You convinced me."

...

In the teleportation war room, Harry was checking the equipment and personnel and was in a good mood.

He loved the feeling of exploring an unknown world.

The second exploration team was better equipped, including exploration vehicles, personal protective armor, labor robots...

Based on Thor's narrative and the researchers' compilation, Osborn redesigned the painting and appearance of this equipment:

Light elves are docile, enthusiastic, and cheerful. They love plants and light. They are shiny and beautiful. Therefore, most of the new equipment is painted in warm colors, and the sharp parts on the shell are erased. Most of the building materials are designed to better integrate into nature, ambient green, printed with botanical patterns.

All in all, it looks friendly.

Peter, wearing Osborn's uniform, was taking deep breaths.

For this exploration, they would leave a teleportation beacon in Alfheim. Without this device, the other end of the wormhole would be random every time. Once this thing worked properly, it meant they had taken another step—a landmark step.

Harry looked at the exploration team getting ready to go and checked his watch.

It was almost time.

"On August 8, 2013, the Osborn Group explored Alfheim for the second time. The mission was to establish a wormhole beacon and a simple exploration camp.

If you come into contact with any light spirits, be friendly, and make friendly contact your first priority.

Does anyone have any questions?

Okay, doctor, open the wormhole."

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Chapter 173: Friendly Contact

Although it was the second time they had come to Alfheim, the explorers couldn't help but marvel at this kingdom of light.

Harry clapped his hands and said, "Alright, everyone, let's get to work. Perhaps we can develop tourism here in the future."

Everyone smiled and began operating the instruments and construction robots.

But that was just a joke. Harry had no intention of making any major developments here.

This place was truly beautiful. If it were opened up rashly, more than 60 billion people in the world would likely be eager to escape here.

It's a bit strange to say, but Harry really couldn't bear to disturb the peace and tranquility here. The most he could do was open an Osborne branch and avoid large-scale immigration.

Harry patted the robot beside him and said, "Of course, even if small-scale development does happen, it will only be open to Osborne employees. Peter, what do you think of this place?"

"It's beautiful... these plants look very old, maybe thousands of years—maybe even tens of thousands..."

Peter immediately touched the trees nearby. This behavior was strictly prohibited in the Osborne Expedition Team, but since Peter's spider sense indicated no immediate danger, he decided to give it a try.

Harry still had to remind Peter:

"Ahem, I have to point out that your actions do not comply with the regulations of the exploration manual."

Peter hurriedly pulled back his hand: "Sorry, I forgot—I mean, I couldn't help it. It felt like these trees were... radiating kindness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Peter and Harry looked at a huge tree simultaneously, sensing something unusual.

The two exchanged glances, and Harry gestured for Peter to stand behind him while he approached the tree to investigate.

Before he could take two steps, a sparkling creature peeked out from behind the trees—it was a light spirit.

According to thor these were Human sized elves and little spirit like elves

Although this creature looked somewhat human, it was much smaller. It had a pair of small transparent wings on its back, its entire body shrouded in a faint glow, and it was adorned in sparkling garments.

The little creature was full of curiosity about humans, with no fear in its eyes—perhaps because humans and Asgardians were quite similar in appearance.

"Hello, little one. We are humans from Midgard. We mean no harm," Harry greeted warmly.

As is commonly known, when you don't know what language aliens speak, you use English.

Although aliens usually have their own languages, most understand modern English.

"You are humans? How is that possible? There's a long distance between us. How did you get here?" Seeing that Harry meant no harm, the light elf circled around him.

"Using some science and technology—like a kind of magic, with the power of the World Tree, we arrived here. It's beautiful here."

Although light elves live long lives, they are minimally affected by war and are deeply loved by the gods. They live in prosperity and relaxation, and are relatively simple and kind-hearted. Straightforward praise is very effective.

Of course, the praise must be genuine.

Peter added, "Yes. Are you taking care of these plants? They are growing really well. How old are they?"

"Let me think..." The elf pondered for a moment, "About... more than 8000 years, not too old."

The conversation attracted the attention of the exploration team, and they gathered around as planned.

A staff member took out a jar of honey from the bag—although the light elves surely had better things, they might be interested in this novelty.

Osborne had made considerable effort to prepare for this contact, and this honey was purely wild.

No one knew whether the light elves would have any allergic reactions to farmed honey—no one could be sure about aliens.

Sure enough, the elf immediately approached and sniffed the honey.

"Is this your honey? It has a unique taste. Can I have a taste?"

Harry nodded, "Of course, we've actually prepared a lot of similar things. My name is Harry Osborn, this is Peter Parker. What's your name?"

The elf dipped her hand into the jar, "You can call me Undine... This is really good. May I have some more?"

"If you like it, please take it. It's a gift for you."

"Is it really okay? You are so generous. What are you doing here?" Undine picked up the jar. Although small, her strength seemed disproportionate to her size.

Harry replied, "We are very interested in Alfheim and hope to establish a research center here—Thor, son of Odin, is aware of this, and we have no ill intentions."

"Thor? God of Thunder? I didn't expect you to be his friends. However, I can't make a decision on what... research center you want to build here. Only the Queen can decide this matter."

"Of course, we will await the Queen's consent. In the meantime, please allow us to set up a temporary camp here. It is so beautiful here."

Harry continued to flatter Undine; first impressions were crucial.

It seemed that spending a lot of money to find a group of experts was worthwhile. Undine showed no signs of disgust towards humans. Even the robots, which had no spirituality, did not scare her. She was more curious than cautious.

Undine was responsible for taking care of the plants here. Under her guidance, Harry and Peter became familiar with the surrounding environment, then she flapped her wings and flew away.

Most of the creatures here are small herbivores. There is water and food. In short, it is very suitable for setting up an exploration camp.

Setting up the camp required a lot of preliminary work. The first task was to adjust the wiring and communication of the labor robots, followed by geological exploration, surveying and mapping, experiments on local materials, and more.

All in all, there was a lot of work, and everyone was very busy. As the boss, Harry also participated in the work and personally adjusted the labor robots.

Peter participated in various material experiments, which he was quite familiar with, and Osborne's spider silk was among the materials he brought.

Seeing the large jars of spider silk solution, Peter felt somewhat conflicted.

Harry was debugging the robot when he felt someone watching him. He turned around and saw Peter: "...What's wrong? This material is very suitable for construction, especially as a concrete interface agent—this is an improved type. Spider silk doesn't decompose after two hours."

In fact, this material had been promoted internally by Harry—not only for civilian use but also for Frank's armor. After all, spider silk was not easy to use in hook locks.

Peter shook his head. His superhero equipment being used for engineering research made him feel his skills were diminished.

But what Harry said made sense. This material was very useful for construction.

Watching the team exploring the new world while humming songs, Peter suddenly thought: This isn't bad.

There are no supervillains, no "aliens invading Earth again," and his spider silk is not only used to catch bad guys but is also an invention promoting social development.

He smiled, thinking that once this place became stable, he would definitely bring Gwen here.

It was truly beautiful.

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Chapter 174: Entering the Myth

After Harry's test, there was indeed something unusual about the light in Alfheim, or it was simply different.

The same runes, the same earth alloy, but the effect of the runes was significantly better than when used on Earth.

After numerous tests, Harry determined that light had the most effective impact on strengthening the runes, indicating that the light here was truly not "ordinary light," but rather magical.

Continuing the tests, he carved runes on various stones found here. The results were far superior to carving on earthly materials. However, although these stones possessed magical properties, their material quality was relatively poor.

This piqued Harry's curiosity about the castles of the light elves. After all, those castles appeared quite grand. What materials and techniques did they employ?

Unfortunately, the answer to this question would have to be discovered slowly, as they needed to assess the situation around the camp first.

It would be wonderful if they could excavate Uru here—but unfortunately, that was impossible, as it was an Asgardian specialty.

Moreover, Odin exercised strict control over such metals, so Osborne could at most dig for other materials with magical elements.

With the assistance of the construction robot, a small camp was quickly erected. This camp, along with the space beacon, would allow them to open a portal leading here at a fixed point during the next teleportation.

This space beacon had cost Harry a significant amount of gravitonium , and he now had less than one meter of gravitonium remaining.

The final research center was expected to accommodate a research team of 300 people, though further expansion would depend on subsequent developments.

At present, the first phase of the camp could only support 30 individuals, most of whom were engineers. The living conditions were average, but considering the environment here, even living in a simple shelter could feel refreshing.

"It's a great feeling—this is my first time working on construction," Peter remarked as he surveyed the camp.

"It really is enjoyable. It seems you've already taken a liking to this job, and I'll assign the subsequent tasks to you." Harry gave him a pat on the shoulder.

"Are you sure? This is my first job, and I'm still a college student."

"I'm certain. As for being a college student, you can continue studying here and apply what you've learned." Harry clapped him on the shoulder, "With great ability comes greater responsibility, so this important task will be entrusted to you."

Upon hearing this, Peter looked at Harry in surprise, saying, "You know this saying? I thought only Uncle Ben used it to preach."

Harry shrugged. On a personal level, this saying could easily become a trap for an individual.

However, from the perspective of social development, there was nothing wrong with it. Everyone contributes to the greater good, and each individual should do their part.

In Harry's view, the core issue of Spider-Man's tragedy lay in this very concept.

What is the essence of the Spider-Man character? A dual identity, a high school student, a college student, an ordinary worker, both parents deceased, and his only relative being an elderly lady.

Who are Spider-Man's enemies? Kingpin, the leader of the American gang; Green Goblin, the deranged entrepreneur and criminal; Doctor Octopus, the mad scientist, among others.

How can a single person shoulder the problems of an entire society? This is clearly impossible, which is why Spider-Man often faces dire consequences. Yet, this is also part of the character's allure—witnessing an individual make choices in such circumstances, rising from setbacks repeatedly, is incredibly inspiring.

After all, literary works are fiction. Now, there is a living Peter Parker before Harry. Since he has allowed him to work, he will not treat him unfairly.

Harry smiled, "Then you should heed his advice and learn more from me."

The explorers shouted energetically, the labor robots diligently following the engineers' instructions, and soft light bathed the simple camp. This harmonious scene caught the attention of Elsa, the Elf Queen, who approached them.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Is this the saying of a certain philosopher king?" Elsa landed beside them. This queen was roughly the same size as a human, with a beautiful face, exuding a light and ethereal presence. She didn't exert an oppressive aura at all.

Seeing the visitor, the two exchanged glances and then bowed respectfully to the queen.

"It's merely the good wishes of an ordinary Earthling," Harry replied, raising his head.

"Then we should engage in meaningful dialogue. I greatly admire your philosophical works, but after the God King closed off the channels from various realms, we no longer have this opportunity," Elsa spoke with a hint of regret in her tone.

Some speculations about this queen echoed in Harry's mind: Due to the simplicity of Light Elf society, human works in the humanities are likely to captivate these alien leaders.

On the other hand, Harry realized that the establishment of their branch should now be settled.

When Odin occupies his throne, he can perceive anywhere in the Nine Realms and is nearly omniscient.

Since it was Odin who closed the passage and has not hindered Osborn's exploration thus far, it indicates that he tacitly approves of this activity.

Thus, he replied, "If you are interested, we will bring these works when you next visit—our experts are eager to communicate with you as well."

"This would be ideal, but I hope you will not harm the animals and plants here. I know you humans can be... reckless in your exploitation of resources."

Harry paused, contemplating the Queen's understanding of humanity.

"Of course, Your Majesty. In fact, we do not intend to extensively exploit this place. If possible, I would like to learn about the local flora and fauna from you."

This initial contact clearly left a positive impression on the queen, who promised to provide the explorers with relevant information.

Harry had initially considered sending some individuals to study the habitats of the light elves, but it seemed their relationship was not yet strong enough for that.

While the light elves were indeed hospitable, they were far from naïve.

Elsa and Harry continued discussing various philosophical topics. Fortunately, Harry had unexpectedly studied before arriving, allowing for a fruitful exchange between the two.

As for Peter, although he could not contribute much in terms of philosophy, his occasional comments seemed to intrigue the queen even more.

Perhaps his innocence was a factor; Harry could only think that choosing Peter for this task was indeed a wise decision.

Suddenly, the portal became unstable, prompting everyone to gather their belongings and prepare to return to Earth.

Now came the final task: verifying whether the spatial positioning beacon was functioning correctly; otherwise, any subsequent plans would be futile.

Fortunately, everything appeared to be in order.

"Impulse activated... Signal received! Success!" Dr. Selvig cheered, pumping his fist into the air. What could be more exhilarating for an astrophysicist than successfully operating an Einstein-Rosen Bridge in a directional manner? The excitement among scientists was palpable!

More than that, everyone involved in the exploration project felt elated. It felt akin to humanity's first moon landing—a truly monumental moment!

Now, it was time to revel in their victory.

"I believe I need not say more, everyone." Harry removed his armor and addressed the camera.

"The ancients once believed that fire was a divine gift, and electricity represented the power of the gods—and we have unraveled these mysteries one by one. Now, we have unveiled the true essence of Nordic mythology and set foot upon the land of the gods.

Relish this moment; it is the culmination of everyone's hard work—

We have entered a myth!"

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