【Please select a location. 】

"The Europa Zone."

Mr. Chen only pondered for a moment and quickly decided on a rough location.

He has placed a secret realm and ruins in America and Asia, so next he plans to place one in Europe.

Upon hearing this, the system responded quickly.

[The parameters of the secret realm and ruins cannot be adjusted. We are randomly weaving a feasible background story for you based on the current organization and personnel settings. ]

[Please select the background story of the ruins: "The Last Guardian: This is all my power!"]

[It has been detected that there is only one background story left in the first batch of random ruins. You are directly selecting "The Last Guardian: This is all my power!"]

[The secret realm and ruins were placed successfully! ]

As the words on the system panel flashed.

A stream of light appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Sheng, then quickly and silently crossed the sky, leaving the headquarters cave and arriving at the Dawn Cave through the secret gate.

Then the light came out from the Morning Cave and rushed straight from the small town of Tromsø to the western part of Norway.

"Good fellow, he can even take a shortcut."

Mr. Chen murmured and complained in a low voice.

He looked at the light going away, and although he did not try to stop it, he had already carefully explored it with his spiritual perception.

Within the stream of light, there is a hammer.

A hammer with a brown wooden handle and a silver body.

Obviously, this secret realm and ruins are neither murals nor scene reproductions.

It's a completely new form.

Mr. Chen is looking forward to this secret realm and ruins.

"System, next time we place a secret realm or ruins, will we use a new background story?"

Mr. Chen asked this question to the system.

[The background story of the secret realm and ruins has been updated: "The eternal day stands here, and only the glory of mankind will last forever!", "If you can only cut, then cut off the disaster!", "We are willing to stop here, children chasing the stars!"]

Mr. Chen looked at the panel with anticipation in his eyes.

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Western Norway.

On the edge of a magnificent fjord.

Phillip rubbed his head and dispelled the helplessness and depression in his heart.

This is Reine.

This small Norwegian fishing village on the Lofoten Islands has a turquoise harbor nestled between fjords and mountains, dotted with many fishermen's huts painted bright red.

Steep and rugged mountains surround the blue sea, and Reine lies quietly in the fjord.

On one side, the undulating and steep mountains serve as its natural barrier, and on the other side is the deep blue sea. It is precisely because of this protection that Reine has become a secluded and quiet town in the fjord.

Picturesque is the best description of this place.

Philip certainly didn't come here for vacation.

The temperate maritime climate can give you a comfortable summer and daytime, but its frequent cold and rain will not give you a comfortable night.

If he wants to go on vacation, Philip would choose the more comfortable Mediterranean climate.

Philip drove all the way here today for his social practice assessment.

After becoming the head of the anti-cult organization in the northwest of the European United System, Philip is very busy every day.

Especially after hearing in the chat group that Bai Tao had quietly wiped out a group of Abyss believers, Philip became even busier.

It was a rare opportunity that I could spare some time to argue with Hansen a few days ago.

After hearing about the possible emergence of a cult organization in the town of Reine, he drove over here alone almost non-stop after having just finished investigating some cult information clues nearby.

Unfortunately, the result was still nothing.

Most of the so-called cult information and clues are actually not true.

Not to mention being a true believer in the abyss.

Even some ordinary cultists, Philip had not encountered many during these days when he was in charge of the anti-cult organization in the northwest region of the European United System.

The same is true this time.

With Philip's excellent ability, he was able to roughly determine that the clues he got this time were still false after only half a day of investigation.

Standing by the fjord and looking out into the distance.

Philip couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

"If normality is peace, that's the best, isn't it?"

The raven stood on Philip's shoulder, muttering philosophical words.

Hearing this, Philip smiled.

He didn't say much.

Yes, when their eternal day is no longer needed, when their eternal day is disbanded, that is the best situation for mankind.

Because that means everything is calm and human development is not affected by the abyss.

The sea breeze blows gently on your face.

Philip pondered for a while, then he let out a long sigh.

"Then, keep working!"

After stretching his shoulders a few times, Philip turned around and headed for the hotel he had booked in the small town of Reine to rest for a while.

But on his way to the hotel, he couldn't help but stop somewhere.

This is a small farm.

There was a German family raising cattle inside.

In the past, when passing by here, you could often see farm owners feeding cattle, chopping wood, cutting grass, making fires, and repairing farm buildings.

But today is different.

A large group of people gathered on the farm, pushing the few cows that were supposed to be grazing into a corner.

In addition to the German farmers, there were also several neighbors from next door.

In the middle of the crowd, a car could be vaguely seen slowly reversing.

Philip, who was standing far away, couldn't see what was happening in the crowd for a moment.

He pondered for a while.

Philip walked toward the crowd.

A woman in the crowd smiled and waved to Philip.

"Aren't we going to the fjord to dig snails today?"

Philip asked, approaching the group.

This woman was a tourist visiting Reine and had booked a hotel next door to him. Whenever Philip went out to investigate, this woman would go out to the beautiful fjord to pick snails.

So Philip still had some impression of this woman.

"Digging snails is not as interesting as watching the fun, you see."

The woman smiled and pointed to the center.

Philip, who had already approached the crowd, now turned his gaze to the middle of the crowd.

In addition to a small pickup truck that was seen in the distance just now, there was also a hammer with the handle facing upwards in the area surrounded by the crowd.

The bright silver thick hammer body made Philip stunned when he saw this scene.

Huh? ? ? Why is this scene so déjà vu? ! "It is said that when those Germans were mowing the grass not long ago, they heard a loud noise in the yard."

"Then they found a small cracked hole with a hammer inside that probably fell from the sky."

"We tried before, and no one could lift it."

The woman told Philip what she knew.

These words made Philip feel a stronger sense of déjà vu.

A hammer falling from the sky? No one can lift it?

"Don't you think this scene looks familiar?"

"Thor???"

Philip asked the woman next to him.

"Of course Thor has seen it."

"Look, here comes the tribute to Thor."

Hearing this, the woman smiled and pointed forward.

Philip heard the sound and looked over, only to see that the reversing car had stopped not far from the hammer.

Then an old man came down from the car, which was still running, holding a hemp rope.

Philip recognized this old man. He was the owner of the farm and the boss of those Germans.

Philip also had some vague guesses about what the old man would do next.

The next moment, the old man tied one end of the rope to the hammer and the other end directly to the back of the pickup truck.

After pulling it a few times to make sure it is tied.

The old man gestured to the crowd around him.

Seeing this, all the onlookers silently retreated a long distance.

Especially in the direction of the front of the pickup truck, everyone who was watching the excitement consciously dodged it.

In response, the old man nodded with satisfaction, then opened the car door and got back in.

Then there was the sound of slowly adding fuel.

The old man gradually stepped on the accelerator, and the tires of the pickup truck were smoking as they rubbed against the ground.

But even so, the hammer did not move at all.

The old man leaned his head out of the car window and looked back, and found that the hammer was actually stopped in the same place and did not move, and the pickup truck could not move it at all.

"Old Mike, this is not good enough."

Someone in the crowd laughed and let out a hollow sound.

The old man frowned when he heard this, retracted his head, and wished he could put his foot that was on the accelerator directly into the fuel tank.

But even if the accelerator is pressed to the bottom like this.

The hammer remained motionless.

Watching this scene, complex emotions flashed through Philip's heart.

He glanced at the raven on his shoulder.

But the answer he got was that there was no spiritual energy on the hammer.

It is really strange that the aura is so heavy even though it has no spiritual energy and does not oppress the surrounding terrain due to its high density.

Without waiting for him to continue thinking deeply.

The sound of a helicopter was heard, and when I looked up, I saw many helicopters hovering not far away.

The sound of cars passing by could be heard not far away.

Philip looked in the direction of the sound and saw several black SUVs slowly approaching.

Dozens of men who looked burly got out of the car and surrounded the crowd of onlookers.

Looking at the logo of the Extraordinary Research Alliance on these people, Philip just frowned and did not do anything out of the ordinary.

Soon, many troops from the European Union system descended from helicopters, quickly spread out around and became alert.

All those who were watching the fun here were asked to leave by the men who had just arrived.

Among them was Philip, who was also taken to a nearby location for identity questioning and was prepared to sign a confidentiality agreement.

But this conversation didn't last long.

An old man who was familiar to Philip came up to him.

"Sorry, although you already know some details related to the extraordinary, you still have to go through the necessary procedures."

"After all, you are not the person in charge of this highly confidential system. No matter how high your rank is, you still have to pay attention."

Hansen smiled and led Philip out of the makeshift interrogation tent.

Along the way, the people from the Extraordinary Research Alliance have set up many temporary camps around. More than a dozen professionals wearing chemical protective suits can be seen carrying various instruments to study the hammer at close range.

"It's okay. The things you are responsible for are very important. This is understandable."

"But you guys are really quick."

Philip looked around curiously and found that large areas around him were under military control.

He was in Reine Town, but he arrived just one step earlier than the people from the Extraordinary Research Alliance.

"After all, as you know, our headquarters is in central Norway, which is really close to here."

"After hearing about the situation here, I contacted people nearby and flew over here by helicopter."

Hansen gave a brief explanation to the acquaintance in front of him.

Hearing this, Philip nodded.

Philip didn't say anything more. He believed that Hansen would not doubt the purpose of his presence here.

Everything he did was in line with his official identity - what he should do as the head of an anti-cult organization, and he did not deliberately hide anything.

He believed that Hansen, who was of a high level of authority, had already figured out his recent affairs through the information channels of the Extraordinary Research Alliance.

I really came here for business, and just now I happened to find the hammer.

"Do you know anything about the situation here?"

Hansen took Philip to the edge of the small farm and watched from a distance a group of professionals in chemical protective suits working on a hammer.

“Not really.”

"After investigating and confirming that the cult-related clues here are false, I am ready to leave."

"But just now, I noticed a bunch of people looking at the hammer."

"What we know now is that this thing seems to be ridiculously heavy, and even a small pickup truck can't pull it at all."

Philip said, pointing to the pickup truck next to the hammer.

"Is that so..."

“It feels like a strong sense of déjà vu.”

The corners of Hansen's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but make the same complaint as Philip had made before.

He is not some old man who is conservative.

Although he is old, he is still able to keep up with the trends when it comes to things that young people like.

He has watched every Marvel series.

For the classic setting in the classic Thor movie - the hammer falling from the sky.

Hansen, however, should not be too familiar.

"really."

"My suggestion is to invite the people from Marvel over for tea first."

Philip didn't know what to say about the situation, so he complained half-jokingly.

Of course, I said that.

However, regarding this incident that was suspected to be related to the supernatural, he had actually already contacted the members of Yongzhou and was waiting for the decision from the higher-ups.

“In fact, this is also a method.”

Hansen agreed to this suggestion seriously.

What if a strong man who calls himself Thor was wandering around? What if a big iron monster was wreaking havoc in the town?

Then, after things are temporarily settled, he will definitely invite the people from Marvel to have a good tea.

After all, if it reaches that level, it would be too much of a coincidence.

As for now, of course, there is no rush to make a decision. Let's wait for a while and see the research results of the researchers.

During this period, just keep confidentiality and defend against possible monsters.

(End of this chapter)