Marvel World New Magneto

"With this money, we will be rich!" On the way back to Steve's house, Bucky shouted excitedly, waving his arms. Not as free and unrestrained as usual, but like the kind of impetuous and arrogant successful people commonly seen on Wall Street.

Why so excited?

The reason came from a check in his hand, which was the return given by the Ministry of Defense after the patent was sold. Bucky looked at and smelled a light yellow piece of paper about three inches wide and five inches long. .Eric doesn't care about the piece of paper, so Bucky happens to be holding it in his hand all the way, as if that's the only way to feel at ease.

"We have already agreed that there will be thirty-five thousand dollars for me, seven thousand dollars each for you and Steve, one thousand dollars for our public expenses, and the rest for bonds and stocks, and Insurance. In this way, I can still have an income during the war, and I won’t be a pauper when I return home. If I find a German treasure trove in Europe, maybe I can make a fortune from Hitler, then I will buy it by the sea A mansion, and I drive my Cadillac on the street every day." Bucky raised the check above his head, looking up at it with infinite longing.

"Good idea." Of course Eric would not say that Bucky actually didn't have this chance, so he nodded casually in agreement. "If you have a Harley-Davidson when you're young and a Cadillac when you're old, you have nothing else to do in this life—very much in line with mainstream opinion."

"I think that we should do something meaningful to the society, such as charitable donations - I plan to donate half of the money. Recently, there are many homeless orphans. They are very pitiful." Steve has different opinions, he Sure enough, he was still that good person.

Bucky laughed and rubbed his friend's head affectionately, making his hair look like a bird's nest.

"I will donate too. Of course, don't forget that I donated so much. When the conscription order comes down, I will go to gather, and then you can live with me. Although it is a little smaller, the environment is much better than here. By then You can spread the sofa cushions on the floor. Like we did when we were young. Of course, don’t forget to shine my shoes, I don’t want to find out that my shoes are moldy and broken when I come back.”

He forgot his ambition at this time, but no one would expose it.Walking up a building, Bucky kicked away a brick at will, revealing a key underneath.

Now they have come to the door of Steve's house.

This is a four-story apartment building. It is a standard apartment made of red bricks with prefabricated components for the ceiling.Just like the other buildings around it.Shabby in addition to being shabby.

The red bricks have long faded in the wind and rain, and the paint on the steel railings has also been peeled off by the long-term sunshine. The damp corners downstairs have not been taken care of, and they have long been covered with moss. Names, and rarely greeted, the whole community is filled with a kind of weak decadence.

During the days Eric lived here, he deeply felt Steve's strength.Living in this kind of place, you can still maintain kindness and fighting spirit.There are not many people who can do it except him.

The door opened, and Bucky stayed for a while before leaving. He had a lot of things to do recently, and this time he was sent back because his friend had money on him to avoid accidents.

"You guys have a good relationship." There was a water dragon near the door, and Eric said to Steve while washing his hands. At this time, he was lying on the railing to watch his friend go away.

Hearing Eric's voice, he nodded silently.

"We are brothers who grew up together and have similar backgrounds. I think we will go to the end together in the future."

"I think so." Eric agreed, and it was.

After chatting for a while, he bid farewell to his landlord in advance.

"I'm afraid it won't be long before I'm leaving." Eric said, seeing Steve's eyes darken, but he quickly cheered up and congratulated his friend.

"I knew this day would come, you're a genius, Eric." Steve said very sincerely.

He's genuinely happy for his friend, and Eric appreciates that most about Steve.

Human personality has its subtleties. The usual harmony seems to be intimate, but with the change of status, there will be completely different changes.When a friend is in trouble, not all of them will be hurt. On the contrary, there may be people who extend a helping hand enthusiastically. However, if a good trend appears in the same person, it may not always be blessed by everyone sincerely. Maybe there will be disgust and curse behind the scenes .

A helping hand is not necessarily out of friendship, it may just be a covert charity; a curse does not necessarily come from hatred, but more from envy and jealousy.

After being happy for Eric for a while, Steve was inevitably a little lonely. Bucky was going to join the army, and Eric was going to move out. Before long, he would be the only one left.

Even after his parents left, he still had his best friends, but now they were all leaving, and suddenly an invisible fear gripped his heart tightly.

Steve didn't complain, and didn't hold back, he changed his clothes silently, lay down on the ground and started exercising.

Despite Eric's guidance, his body was still very weak. After doing one set of [-], he was a little out of breath. After two sets, he began to sweat. Finally, he managed to finish four sets and was basically unable to move.

But he can't fall down right now. Eric told him that resting immediately after strenuous activity is harmful, so he still needs to do some gentle movements.These movements are indeed effective, at least asthma is rare, and the body does not feel so easily fatigued, but there is still a long way to go before the requirements for conscription, and he needs to put in more effort to successfully pass the medical examination.

"Can I do like you?" He looked at Eric for a while and asked, pointing to some connections on his body.

It was Eric's self-made training equipment. The magnetic talent is not working now. He must find other ways to strengthen himself, so the method of stimulating the body with weak currents was developed. Steve knew that this method could be used To strengthen the muscles, but I don’t know that the more important role is to realize the ability transformation under Eric’s control. After these days of continuous stimulation, although the progress is not obvious, but compared with the initial arrival, there have been small gains.

"You can try it, but it's very uncomfortable." Eric didn't stop him. His ability can protect Steve's nerves from damage, and of course it's not uncomfortable.

Steve really felt the discomfort that Eric said. The electric current passed through his body, making him tremble, as if being electrocuted to extract a confession. Turning down the electric current a little bit, he gradually recovered.

Erik was watching all the while, stopping just before he reached the limit.

"I'm really useless, I didn't even last 10 minutes." Steve felt a little self-pitying, maybe it was the news of his friends leaving one after another that made him feel uneasy, so he slammed the table.

This kind of behavior is very rare on him.

"It's just the beginning." Eric reassured him. "Appropriate electrical stimulation can promote muscle recovery and enhance muscle strength. Through these indirect effects, you can increase training volume and recovery speed, and achieve the purpose of strengthening your body. Of course, this is only an auxiliary means, and you still need to exercise reasonably in the end."

"Can I really do it?" Steve sat on the chair, staring at the sky. "I keep telling myself that it's okay, but I also know that my health is very bad. When I can pass the examination of the recruiter and meet the standards of service, maybe the war is over."

"You can't say that. Did you go to the battlefield just to kill the Germans?" Eric pressed his shoulders. Under the thin skin were fragile bones. The future Captain America was still a thin young man.

"No", Steve hesitated, and said his thoughts truthfully. "I don't want to kill anyone, I hate bullying, no matter where he is from."

"Then you don't have to be ashamed of yourself." Eric patted his body and said in a deep voice. "Not only soldiers who can kill are good soldiers. On the battlefield, some soldiers may have participated in all battles. He did not back down in the most dangerous situation, and he was willing to take risks in order to cover his companions. Maybe he did not kill a single soldier until the end of the war. The enemy, but such a soldier, can you think he is not a qualified soldier?"

"No, I can't." Steve was silent for a moment, and there was some light in his eyes again.

"Then train patiently. As long as you really try your best, you are not a loser." Eric stood up and looked at him again, and said meaningfully: "Maybe God bless you will have good luck."

Under his persuasion, Steve regained his fighting spirit, and the little man cheered up again, and went to the open space downstairs to exercise.

"I hope it's really good luck." Recalling the captain's melancholy, Eric looked down and said lightly.

As a person who has been rejected by the world, he does not intend to interfere too much with what has happened. Eric always keeps his goal in mind, and only the Rubik's Cube is what he wants.To achieve this goal, just follow the original clue all the way.As for the research taken away by the Ministry of National Defense... He didn't come to help the Americans fight the war, so he can continue to stay in this way.He had to keep a certain distance from Steve, so as not to affect Steve's qualifications to join the experiment because of his suspicious identity, but he couldn't be too estranged, or he would lose the opportunity he deserved.

So the captain still has to follow his due track, become the first controlled super soldier, contribute to the end of the war, and then fight against the current owner of the Rubik's Cube, the Red Skull... Eric has not forgotten, nine In the underground base of the head snake, Red Skull's subordinates once had their own ideas.

Let their master repay with the most precious things for the offense they once suffered.

In the dim light, Eric smiled coldly. (to be continued~^~)