A certain American comic book's secondary profession master

Chapter 165 Howard, is that you?
"A curved ball flies over the batter, and the Dodgers tie the score at 4-4..." The passionate voice of the commentator came from the old-fashioned radio.

It was amidst this familiar voice that Steve Rogers, who had been lying quietly in his hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes.

Then, somewhat bewildered, I looked around the room.

The style of a military hospital is very familiar.

Am I... back in America?

Steve Rogers sat up, listening to the radio while observing his surroundings.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Just then, the door to the ward opened, and a beautiful woman dressed in the uniform of a female U.S. officer from World War II walked in.

"Good afternoon, Captain, you're finally awake!" The female officer greeted Steve Rogers with a smile of apparent delight upon seeing him wake up.

"Where am I?" Steve Rogers, who had already realized something was wrong, couldn't laugh and asked with a serious expression.

"This is a ward at a New York military hospital," the beautiful female officer replied with a smile.

"Where am I?" Steve Rogers asked in a deep voice.

"I don't understand what you're talking about..." The beautiful female officer paused for a moment, then replied with a smile.

“This baseball game took place in May 1941. I know this because I was there at the game!” Steve Rogers said seriously, glancing at the radio on the table.

Upon hearing Steve Rogers' words, the beautiful female officer paused for a moment, but then smiled even more broadly. "Captain Rogers, you're joking. Today is May 15th, 1941. What are you trying to say?"

“Today is May 15, 1941? That’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard… I’ll ask you again, where am I?” Steve Rogers stood up and looked down at the female officer in front of him.

"No matter how you ask, there's only one answer: this is New York... So, what are you going to do to me?" the female officer said with a smile.

Steve Rogers glanced at the obviously harmless girl, shook his head without saying anything more, and tried to push her aside to go out of the room to check on the situation outside.

He was stunned the next second, because the girl did not fall down as he had expected with a gentle push.

Instead, his arm was grabbed and blocked by the other person with just one hand.

Steve Rogers' gaze sharpened instantly.

A dozen seconds later, the ward door shattered with a crash, and a figure fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

It was Steve Rogers.

Then the female officer slowly stepped out of the room, smiling as she looked at Steve Rogers and said, "Captain Rogers, shall we continue?"

“Of course, I can hold out with you for a whole day!” Steve Rogers said threateningly, while his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

But they found that outside the room was a very open area.

Only the "ward" where he had just been stood within this area.

Clearly, this is not a hospital at all.

Everything in the ward was a facade to lull him into a false sense of security. "Oh, what a stubborn patient you are. Well then, I'll have to find a way to get you to cooperate with the treatment," the "female officer" said with a smile, adopting an aggressive stance.

But Steve Rogers didn't actually go and fight the other side all day as he said he would.

Captain America is just a man with a strong fighting spirit, but he's not a reckless brute who fights every battle.

Just like in the plot of Captain America 2, they also know how to make a strategic retreat.

So, seizing the opportunity, they bypassed the female officer's attack and rushed towards the exit they had just discovered.

But when the door opened, what appeared before him was not the heavily guarded military base he had expected, but a room decorated in a very old-fashioned style.

Inside the room, there was a young man in a long robe standing in front of a large cauldron.

A thick, green liquid was still bubbling in the pot.

“Steve Rogers, welcome to the temple of magic. Here, drink up. This is your destiny. You will become the hero who saves the world.” The young man ladled a bowl of soup from the pot and handed it to the bewildered Steve Rogers.

Steve Rogers glanced at the thick, greenish soup in the bowl, twitched his lips, gently pushed the young man's hand away, and said, "Sorry, Master, I have no interest in being a hero, and I'm very busy right now."

After saying that, he bypassed the other person and ran towards the exit he had already seen.

"Tsk, even more polite than I expected. I almost feel bad about going too far." Watching Steve Rogers run off into the distance, the young man shook his head, then drank the soup in his bowl in one gulp. "Tsk, the taste is just right."

"Give me a bowl too." Just then, the female officer who had fought with Steve Rogers earlier arrived and unceremoniously found a stool next to the young man and sat down, saying.

"How are you feeling?" The young man didn't seem to care. He took another bowl from the side, ladled out a bowl of soup, and handed it to him.

"It's alright. He was caught off guard and suffered a bit. If it were a serious fight, it might be a war of attrition. But I feel he's not as strong as Ms. Carter... This soup is really good, it's just a bit ugly." The female officer finished the soup in her bowl and then said with some lingering satisfaction, "I'll have another bowl."

"That's because he doesn't have a shield right now, but he's not as strong as Ms. Carter... Hehe, do you think he'll be a victim of domestic violence in the future?" The young man's face showed a gloating smile. "As for the color of the soup... the main ingredient is spinach, what else could it be but green? And if you really think the color is ugly, then what about this color?"

As he spoke, the young man picked up a soup ladle and tapped it on the edge of the pot.

The originally green broth instantly turned blue.

"Ugh..." The female officer, who had been enjoying her soup, suddenly felt nauseous. "Let's change back."

"Tsk, didn't you say the color wasn't nice?" the young man said with a wicked smile, then, under the female officer's murderous gaze, he tapped the pot again.

The broth then turned green again.

However, by this time, the female officer had completely lost her appetite, even though the soup cooked by the young man was indeed very delicious.

While the two were chatting and drinking soup, Steve Rogers had already arrived at the third room.

This is a laboratory filled with all sorts of incomprehensible mechanical equipment, an environment Steve Rogers is very familiar with.

Because Howard's lab used to be like that.

When a person in a white coat appeared in front of Steve, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Howard? Is that you?"

(End of this chapter)