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Chapter 150 The power of racial knights!

"WTF?" Captain America shook his head, as if trying to sober himself up: "Wait a minute, did you just say two sentences at the same time?"

Just now, although the young man with the Kuku in his hand saying "Race Knight", at the same time a voice called "racism" appeared directly in Captain America's mind, allowing him to subconsciously understand this Chinese pun.

As for the black flame in the boy's hand, Rogers just looked at it a few more times.

There is no other reason. The technology tree of this world is already very distorted. During World War II, there was Iron Man's father, also known as Iron Daddy, and Dr. Pym and a bunch of abstract scientists. With the Cosmic Cube as the core of research, this kind of technology with flames in the hands is not uncommon.

Rogers even understood that there were some people in the world who possessed the legendary superpowers, and their receptive abilities were comparable to those of college students who read online articles.

"Wait a minute!" Qu Ming frowned and found Huadian: "Did he swear just now?"

Hearing this, Rogers looked at Qu Ming in confusion: "What's wrong with me swearing? It's just a way for men to relieve stress."

Qu Ming's frown deepened: "But according to the setting, you are not like this?"

"Settings?" This time it was Rogers' turn to be confused.

what is that?
"In terms of personality, you should be a superhero leader who can accept everyone, treat people fairly, and live in peace with them?" Qu Ming explained.

Rogers showed a pitiful expression as if he was looking at a mentally retarded child: "Kid, that's just what the propaganda says. I'm not Jesus."

"Speaking of treating people fairly, I'm curious, when will those farm tools that advocate for their rights be able to openly and brazenly go out on the streets?"

"I even saw three Ni brothers bullying white kids when I was walking outside just now. Is their owner too lenient with them?"

After hearing this, Qu Ming was completely confused and could only turn his curious eyes to V and Steve who were calm and composed beside him.

"Hey, you don't know this, right?" V casually put his arm around Qu Ming's shoulder and patted him, "You know that Marvel is a multiverse, right?"

"To put it simply, this is not a movie or other commercial world line, so it is natural that there will be some differences from the original work."

"Compared to the Captain America who was born for political correctness and could accept that his boss had become Brother Ni after waking up, this world's Captain America is closer to being a normal person, that is, less politically correct."

This is also why V and Steve called the elderly Captain America in the group "Captain Deng" before - of course, the young version should now be called Captain Foul-Mouthed.

Of course, V and Steve's feeling that the original Captain America is very detached is not without basis. One must know that the intensified conflict between blacks and whites in the United States during World War II was the peak of modern times, and the black-white racial conflict gradually rose from a regional phenomenon to a national issue.

Letting Captain America wake up in such an era and have a black boss is equivalent to letting a person from the Tang Dynasty travel through time to the Qing Dynasty. When he wakes up, the little foreign slave who shouts "The Celestial Empire" and tries his best to present gifts to himself suddenly becomes the domineering big daddy above his head. His own family members even help the foreign slaves bully his own family members. No one can stand this.

"Let's put the topic of black slaves aside for now." Seeing the few people whispering, Rogers, who was left out, finally couldn't help but interrupt V: "So you called me out just to give me some fucking racial knight power?"

"Based on my age, I should be using taxpayers' money to be a retired veteran and be a useless parasite, instead of sitting here with a bunch of you with dim brains discussing my little quirks."

"Whether it's going home to farm or something, I have to do something fucking good."

At the same time, SpongeBob SquarePants on TV finished an episode, and Zuko turned his head to look at the somewhat uneasy man: "You are wrong about one thing. We did not dig you out for the purpose of giving you the power of [Knight of the Race]. On the contrary, we gave you the power for other things."

"To put it bluntly, we need you to save the world." An apple appeared in Chu Ke's hand. "Just like in any fantasy story, your Earth is now like a delicious apple, coveted by countless aliens or gods."

"Save the world? Why?" Rogers pouted halfway through the question and said, "Because it's fun?"

Chu Ke gave him an admiring look: "Not bad, Xiao Luo, you've learned how to answer quickly?"

"I knew it." Rogers shook his head, crossed his arms, turned sideways, and pretended to leave. "I still say the same thing. It's time for me to retire. Captain America died for America seventy years ago. Now he's just an old man who's unfamiliar with the world and wants to enjoy his wonderful retirement pension."

Before he finished speaking, Rogers turned and left.

Just then, a voice came from behind him.

"If I'm not mistaken, your title should be Captain America." Steve held a projection screen in his hand, on which was the information Jarvis had searched. "Usually, retired U.S. military personnel can only receive a one-time retirement payment, which is paid for by the U.S. Department of Defense. The retired military personnel here refer to retired soldiers, junior officers, and junior and mid-level non-commissioned officers. The retirement payment is calculated as 10% of the annual salary multiplied by the length of service, but the maximum amount is no more than $3."

After finishing the information, Steve looked up at the frozen Rogers and continued, "Brother, you don't have any pension. Even if you do, it's only $30,000 at most."

"By the way, the current per capita spending in the U.S. is about $20,000. If you pay the rent, you may not survive this year, and you'll have to live under a bridge after that."

"There may be black people coming to collect your protection money."

"." Rogers was silent for a long time and asked, "Didn't they posthumously confer the title of martyr on me?"

"Brother, maybe it's not appropriate for me to say this. As a genuine Union Jack man, don't you understand the type of country you are in?"

"Fuck you, speak human language."

"Guess why your title is still Captain America instead of Admiral America."

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Steve gently placed an arm-length gold ingot into Rogers' hand: "This is your salary for this month."

Steve Rogers' eyes suddenly became firm, his waist and legs no longer hurt, he snapped his legs together, turned around, and saluted Chu Ke and the others.

"Sir, how are we going to save the world!"

"My social security card means my passion and love for people will not allow me to be so decadent. [Captain America] Steve Rogers requests to go into battle!"

"Very good! Very energetic!" Zuko patted Rogers' shoulder in appreciation: "But in order not to attract attention, your code name will no longer be Captain America in the future."

"I'll just call you MacArthur."

Rogers' eyes wandered: "If I remember correctly"

"Snap." This is the sound of gold ingot hitting flesh.

"Yes, sir! I am MacArthur!" Rogers saluted again, without any technique, all out of his affection for the gold ingot: "Sir, I have a question!"

"explain."

"What should I call you?" Chu Ke touched his chin: "Just call me Xi'er."

"Xi'er?" Although the name sounded familiar, he still said respectfully, "Yes, Sir Xi'er."

"Very good." Zuko turned around and put his hands behind his back, his tone full of melancholy: "It is the greatest reward for me to see people like you who have dreams for things."

Before Rogers could get curious and moved, Chu Ke continued, "The only regret in my life is that I didn't let you eat bread that cost less than 500,000 yuan."

"That's true." Rogers, who was about to play the supporting role, was stunned, then raised his head sharply: "Wait a minute! Who the hell are you?!"

"If you insult your superior, you will be deducted money."

".I'm sorry." Rogers clenched his fists and lowered his head.

He was fighting against the Nazi's Hydra, how could he not know what the real Seele looked like.

Although he had just started working, Rogers had already sensed the bad taste of this new leader.

It seems that my future career will not be easy.

"Old Steve." Zuko turned his head and said hello to Steve next to him: "His previous shield is gone, you make him a new one."

"OK, it's time for my favorite matching part again." Steve patted his chest. This time he had no shortage of materials. He immediately took out various workbenches and started "base vehicle deployment", which was comparable to taking a high-speed train.

"The shield is gone? Where did it go?" Rogers still loved his previous shield very much. It was very convenient to use. It was really uncomfortable that he suddenly couldn't find it.

Steve fiddled with the materials in his hands and said without looking back: "I put them on the second-hand platform Zhuan Zhuan for recycling. Zhuan Zhuan is not just a trading platform, it is more like a magic box that can..."

Chu Ke slapped him in the face: "Shut up, it didn't pay me for the advertising, so who will make up for the missing advertising fee?"

While Steve was equipping Rogers, Zuko gently raised his hand, and the black flame symbolizing the power of [Racial Knight] ignited again.

"Come on, I'll give you an upgrade."

"Our enemies in the future will include people from the future, aliens, gods, and even ancient people. Your version of super soldier serum is really too backward. Even a small soldier cannot defeat them."

Rogers nodded. Although it sounded outrageous, the other party was the financial sponsor after all. He would not find it strange even if Chu Ke said that Thor would come to find him next. After all, it was making money, which was not shameful.

As Chu Ke's palm approached, the dark flame began to climb onto Rogers' body, but unlike what was expected, the black flame did not have any heat at all. If he could not see it burning his body, Rogers would have thought it was an image projected by the artificial intelligence named Jarvis.

Ten minutes passed, and the black flames that were burning more and more vigorously finally showed signs of dying out, gradually disappearing into Rogers' body, leaving only a whip-like black pattern on his chest.

Rogers reached out and touched the pattern, which felt convex. He then clenched his fist and said, "It feels no different."

"Of course, because this ability is growth-oriented." Zu Ke smiled cheerfully.

"Every time you insult and discriminate against some lower creatures, you can accumulate the power of the racial knight, which is the black flame just now."

"This black flame can not only strengthen your body, but also transform into an energy weapon to attack the outside world. It can also repair injuries and weaken enemies. It can be regarded as a panacea."

".This is really fucking racism?" Rogers was speechless.

"Want to try?" Chu Ke snapped his fingers, and in an instant a black man with dreadlocks, a turban and gang tattoos appeared in front of everyone out of thin air, holding a bag of white powder in his hand, which seemed unlikely to be chalk dust.

"I'm so stupid."

Before Ni Ge could utter a rap that started with "fack", "man" and ended with "mom", Rogers, who had reacted, stepped forward and said, "Hi, Ni Ge."

The black man who was about to speak was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this limiting word. Rogers struck while the iron was hot: "Where's your father? Did he go to buy milk?"

As soon as these words came out, a pure black flame ignited out of thin air from Rogers' body.

With a thought, the black flame instantly condensed into a pitch-black whip.

"Do you understand?" Chu Ke took the whip from Rogers, glanced at the white powder in the black man's hand, and whipped him.

Rogers looked expressionlessly at the poisonous black man who was dying with black flames all over his body, and nodded: "I think I understand."

"But it's impossible that all those aliens are Brother Ni?"

"What are you thinking about? How can a race knight be so inconvenient!" Chu Ke waved his fingers: "Superficial."

"I didn't say you can only knight black people. You can also knight aliens or anyone else."

When these words came out, Rogers was enlightened.

At the same time, Steve came over with two things in his hands: "OK, MacArthur's small weapons."

In his hand was a purple round shield, almost the same style as Captain America's shield; on the shield was a pair of golden bracelets, with a layer of purple light flashing on it from time to time.

Steve picked up the purple shield and said, "This is a shield made by Mayulin. Theoretically, it is sharper and lighter than the previous one, but its defensive power may not be as good. Fortunately, it can be mass-produced."

After that, Steve picked up the other pair of bracelets: "This is a dream gold bracelet. It can increase health, spirit and damage by a percentage. It is also enchanted with a realistic lightning enchantment book. When they collide with each other, they can summon thunder to attack the enemy."

Rogers put them on one by one with curiosity, feeling the sudden increase in power.

“I didn’t see this kind of thing in my time.”

Chu Ke frowned as he looked at Rogers, who had a strange style of painting, and felt that something was missing.

At this moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and he handed the black whip condensed with the power of the racial knight in his hand to Rogers.

Bracelets, whip, round shield. Wait, isn't this Wonder Woman?

(End of this chapter)