Marvel World New Magneto

It was another afternoon, the weather was clear, only a few thin clouds in the distance reflected the brilliant glow under the setting sun.

Peggy Carter ignored other people's instructions, still standing on the hill where someone once stood and staring into the distance, quietly watching the goshawks in the sky crossing the clouds.She has been like this for the past few days. She devotes herself to work, but she can't help but stand here for a while when she is free.

Fortunately, time is the best medicine. Although the initial feeling of being almost breathless in the chest is still there, it has faded a little.

Maybe it will dissipate completely in the future, but the female agent knows that her life has been deeply engraved by that person with his own brand.

There was a sound of light footsteps nearby, and a small soldier walked to her side hesitantly.

"Miss Carter." Steve called her, and the female agent blinked before turning her head.

At this time, she regained her sharp and stern eyes.Under such indifferent eyes, Steve's words of comfort suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Is there something wrong?" Carter asked lightly. If it was someone else who disturbed her at this time, she would not bother, but she should be a little more polite to that person's friend.

"I just want to say, don't be too sad." Steve said eagerly. "If Eric is still there, I don't think he would like to see you sad..."

"Thank you." After politely responding, Carter turned his head and looked into the distance again.

She's not in the mood to talk to anyone right now.

In fact, after the initial shock, she read the notice a dozen times, and there was no definitive evidence of Eric's death mentioned above.Later, she also learned about it through the relationship of Colonel Phillips. Apart from the report on the battle situation, she only found the military plate of his new supervisor, Army Intelligence Officer McTaggot. There was no body or other direct proof.Although the battle is very fierce.Encircled and suppressed by the enemy's superior forces, the escort fleet was almost wiped out, and the battleship they were on was also severely damaged. The upper deck was directly hit by shells, and the flames almost burned the entire ship.Navy searchers found no survivors on it - but even that was true.It also doesn't mean that the guy who can fight the super soldier is really dead.

Maybe he just had bad luck and fell into the sea, or was captured by the Germans.

Carter thought so, although he knew that he might not be as optimistic as he thought, but it was always a hope.

What made her even more flustered was the series of documents Eric signed before boarding the ship in New York after being drafted into the army.As a common practice in the military, soldiers usually set the beneficiary of the insurance as themselves or their family members.And the name Eric wrote down was Peggy Carter.At the same time, there is also a notarized will, which also sets the name of the heir to the estate as her.

For Eric, it was just a matter of course. His initial idea was to get what he wanted, find a way to go back 70 years, and leave.He doesn't know many people well in this world, Steve and Bucky are useless, and the only one left is of course Peggy who has a close relationship with him, so he left all the things on his body to her.Hopefully she won't have to worry about money for at least the rest of her life - but in Paige's view, that's another meaning.

A myriad of thoughts.The female agent was just thinking quietly, immersed in her own world.Steve next to him could only lower his head helplessly, and slowly walked down the hill.

When he returned to the flat ground and looked back up again, he suddenly felt that he had lost something important.

At this moment, an older man walked up to him and patted the young man's thin shoulder lightly.

"She just can't accept it for a while, and it's fine in the past." Dr. Erskine watched Carter shook his head, and led Steve to the corner of the playground.

"Do you think Eric was really killed?" On the way, the doctor asked casually.

"I don't know, maybe not." Steve replied confusedly, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

"I think so too." The doctor is someone who has experienced it, so he can guess his mood. "Eric has a lot of secrets, he is not as innocent as you think."

"I know how it is possible to pick up a genius at random." Steve sighed. "However, while I'm sure I've never met him, there's always a sense of familiarity between us."

"Maybe you have something in common. I hope he is not like the other person I know." The doctor also sighed, and slowly told the young man his story.

"I'm from Augsburg, Bavaria. After the European War, my nation was very difficult. Then Hitler came to power. He marched all day, there were many major rallies, and the flags were flying. Then he heard about me and my research, so he sent his scientific research. I was approached by Johann Schmidt, the head of department Hydra, an ambitious man who shared Hitler's interest in magic and German mythology. Hitler inspired his followers with his fantasies, and for Schmidt it was It's not a fantasy, he thinks it's real, he believes that there are great powers in the world waiting for higher humans to acquire, and he hopes to become a higher human through my experiment."

"Did he succeed?" Looking at the doctor immersed in memories, Steve couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Waking up from the memory, the doctor nodded. "But there are also side effects. It strengthens not only the human body, but also the personality."

"That is to say..." the little man hesitated to guess.

"Good guys are better, bad guys are worse," admitted the Doctor frankly. "That's why I chose you. Character is more valuable than muscles. I believe you are a good person."

Steve Rogers took a deep breath. At this moment, this young man felt an unprecedented burden on his weak shoulders.

By this time they had come to a remote corner, and the doctor sat down on a nearby bench.

"There are many phenomena in this world that we don't understand. We try to explain them with logic and scientific knowledge, which has achieved great results, but the more we know, the more incomprehensible phenomena will be found. In order to approach them, We must first build a platform on the ground, and then build a tower. But this is not high enough, the truth can only look up, so we need to lay a more solid foundation, build more towers to unite them, one layer Build higher."

"However, the foundation's bearing capacity is limited, so the more it extends upwards, the narrower the top becomes. Finally, people realize that they have built a pyramid. At this time, whether the original purpose is achieved or not, what the truth is is no longer important, because in the Under the weight of the class, the structure below is already suffocating, and no matter what is harvested at the top, it belongs to only a very small number of people rather than all mankind."

"Isn't society like this?" From this point of view, Steve suddenly felt that there was not much difference between a free country and a country in history.

"Yes, the emperor, the head of state, the emperor, and the sultan are all superior. Constitutionalism has brought a glimmer of hope to society, but it only distributes power to the nobles. The representative system is a system that can reflect the wishes of the people, but Politics itself is full of deceit and compromise. Once someone understands its secrets, the elite can control everything like the aristocracy in the past, but under a different name. Maybe your friend Eric is right, my potion will Create a superior race, but in an instant make others inferior."

"Eric?" Steve read the name suspiciously, one was his friend and the other was his guide, but he never knew that these two people had an intersection.

"Yes, we have talked a lot." The doctor replied lightly. "He's a smart guy, hopefully he doesn't turn into another Schmidt."

Hearing the hint in Erskine's words, Steve's body shook violently.

The doctor ignored him and continued to speak.

"I was born in a family of doctors, and I saw the miserable lives of patients when I was very young. Everyone, no matter how healthy they are when they are young, will always be old and sick one day. At that time, I thought, why do human beings Suffering such a fate, if Jehovah really loves human beings, he should not have brought down such a cruel punishment. Are we born with original sin, or are we being played by the supreme being? I can’t find the answer, I can only use my own method to find out Save humanity. I have devoted my whole life to the study of human evolution, and now that it is about to succeed, I am suddenly a little scared. I don't know if I am one of those people who built the pyramids, thinking that it will bring about a huge change in human beings, but in fact it will only benefit a very small number of people. people."

"But it can help us end the war, and I think everything you do is valuable, Doctor." Steve tried to comfort.

Erskine smiled, without objection or nod.

Now that he's seen it through, all politicians aren't going to be much different.

If Schmidt wanted to, he might not be able to re-extract the serum from his own blood and inject it into the Nazis in large quantities to help Germany win.But he didn't, and just sent a few people here as if to deal with it at will. Germany's defeat is still only a matter of time.In the same way, the same is probably true for the high-level allies. Part of the rebirth plan is super soldiers, and the other part is somewhat similar to Eric’s superpowers. Their existence far exceeds the need to win the war. It is foreseeable Unfortunately, I am afraid that they will not be mainly applied to ordinary soldiers in the future. Serving high-level people is the ultimate purpose of their existence.

The doctor couldn't help shivering at the thought that he might have created a stubborn ruling class with his own hands.

In the end, he could only tell the young man in front of him.

"No matter what happens in the future, you have to promise me." The doctor looked at Steve closely. "Be yourself, not a super soldier, but a good guy."

Looking at the solemn doctor, Steve Rogers nodded vigorously. (to be continued~^~)