Naruto System In Marvel World

Chapter 323 Once Proud

"Susan, do you have a grandfather who was a superhero from World War II?"

Susan didn't understand Rhett's humor. She looked at the two photos on the computer in confusion, not knowing what Rhett meant.

On the two photos, one shows Johnny Pyro in a Fantastic Four uniform, and the other shows Captain America Rogers in a star-striped tight-fitting uniform.

"Hey, Red, this isn't our new uniform, is it?" Johnny responded the quickest: "Oh my gosh, this is so ugly, I'd rather wear the one with all the trademarks on it."

"Yes, that's how you can make money." Ben mocked Johnny mercilessly, and then changed the topic: "Well, Rhett, I have to say, this set of clothes really doesn't have the advertisements of Hot Boy. The label looks good.”

Red heard everyone's comments and realized that Susan and the others hadn't read the information yet and didn't know that these were actually two people.

"Listen to me, man, I'm not talking about new uniforms." Rhett explained: "The one in my hand, let alone the one on the right, is Johnny, and the one on the left is not Johnny, it's World War II superhero, Captain America Rogers.”

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The three of them did not react at all, as if they heard a passerby named A, B, C and D. They had no impression at all.

That was a superhero from World War II. Not many people still remember him now.

Except for collectors like Colson who like antiques.

Oh, by the way, there are also people like Red, who, as Johnny's friend, accidentally saw Rogers' information and photos.

No way, Rhett could only take out his phone and search for Rogers' information.

This is the information age.

Soon, Susan and the three of them understood the whole story, and then——

Susan expressed her confusion!

Johnny looked confused! !

USA, Washington, SHIELD branch, boxing ring.

Fury, who had just spoken to Red, took action personally and came here to find someone.

A World War II era myth.

A superhuman being buried under extreme ice for seventy years and still alive.

"Touch! Squirt! Peng!"

The sound of punches with different sounds and colors came from the hands of a strong and handsome white man. Even though he was not wearing gloves, the punches still made the sandbags fly out.

This is no longer a power that ordinary people can achieve.

Fury was on the side, watching carefully.

The white man's punching strength was uneven, which showed that his heart was not on the sandbag practice, and he didn't know what else he was thinking about.

Perhaps thinking of something unpleasant, the white man's boxing frequency increased a lot. Gradually, it exceeded the range that the sandbag could bear. The consequences were -

"Peng!"

"Swiss, swish, swish~"

A large, strong military sandbag was blown up by a white man. When it flew out, the thick sand in it scattered all over the ground.

"Why, didn't you sleep well last night?" Fury didn't speak until now.

As a superior, caring about the psychological state of your subordinates is also a friendly management method.

The white man turned around quickly when he heard this. When he saw it was Fury, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a sandbag and hung it up again, and kept talking.

"Sir, I have been sleeping for seventy years. I think I have slept enough."

"Then you should go out for a walk. The world has changed a lot."

Rogers looked at Fury up and down to make sure he wasn't mocking his antiques, and then rolled off the bandage on his hand.

He was ready to take a break.

"When I passed out, the world was still at war. When I woke up, I heard that we won. I wonder, what is the price of winning?"

Rogers meant something.

As an American soldier who lived longer than Fury, Rogers knew that the price must be high.

Fury's answer was even more intriguing.

"We've made a lot of mistakes over the years, even now."

While speaking, Fury stretched out his hand that had been behind his back. It was a document bag.

Rogers was busy arranging the bandages on his hands. He saw Fury's movements from the corner of his eye, glanced at them, and reacted immediately.

"Sir, do you have a mission for me?"

"Yes."

"Let me integrate into the new world?" Rogers guessed.

"NO, I want you to save it!" Fury reached out to open the folder and handed it over.

Rogers glanced at it accidentally and was stunned. He didn't care about the half-unwound bandage on his hand. He took the folder from Fury's hand and fixed his eyes on that picture.

For his part, it was only a short time ago that he had seen it.

"Hydra's secret weapon?" Rogers guessed.

"No, it's not." Fury said, "Howard Stark found this from the sea when he was searching for you."

"He and I have the same idea. This Rubik's Cube will be the key to discovering eternal energy."

"And this is what this world needs most."

Rogers frowned as he flipped through the simple information and handed it back to Fury with one hand: "Who stole it?"

"It's Loki." Fury's result folder: "He is not from Earth."

"If you are willing to join us, we will have to give you extra lessons."

"The world is changing faster than you can imagine."

Upon hearing this, Rogers shrugged nonchalantly, stood up, picked up a bag of sandbags, and put it on his shoulders.

"I'm already used to it."

"We bet you ten dollars that you are wrong." Fury said expressionlessly, "I have prepared a detailed document about the mission for you at your home."

Rogers didn't respond and walked back carrying the sofa.

"Do you have any good suggestions for retrieving the Cosmic Cube?"

Fury never misses any chance to recover the Tesseract.

However, Rogers’ answer is——

"You should have left it in the ocean."

Atlantic Ocean, high seas, on a huge aircraft carrier.

A Quinjet landed on the deck, and Natasha and Banner got out of it. They happened to meet Coulson who was picking up his idol Rogers.

Colson still greeted everyone in an old-fashioned way.

Natasha nodded helplessly to convey Coulson's new mission.

Coulson walked directly to the bridge very pragmatically.

"See you soon." Rogers said goodbye to Coulson happily.

It seems that the two of them got along well before.