While eating and chatting with Stark for a while, Steve suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He didn't know why, but Stark seemed a little considerate today.

God, what on earth was he thinking? Empathetic? How could these words be juxtaposed with Stark? After Stark left, Steve rubbed his forehead and felt that he must be too stressed.

Hallucinations occurred.

After Bucky was rescued, he has been receiving treatment in SHIELD's secret base. According to Nick's feedback to Steve, Bucky's condition is not optimistic.

Back then, Hydra was not entirely a spy agency, but more of a service to the war situation. When the war situation was tense, they were very eager for success, so the brainwashing methods they used on Bucky were very violent. Now he has completely changed.

Became a cold-blooded killing machine,

While thinking about those things back then, he sighed. What Steve himself didn't notice was that whenever he recalled these things, his fingers trembled unconsciously, as if he had mentioned him in the past.

Those heroic deeds are more like poison than an antidote.

With mixed feelings, Steve returned to the Avengers base. It was still very early and no one was coming. Steve walked towards the dark hall. The moment he turned on the light, he heard Peter uttering:

A surprised: "Oh!"

"You are there. Sorry, I thought no one was there. Why didn't you turn on the light?" Steve walked over and saw Peter playing with a piece of equipment. Peter smiled and said, "I was cutting off the power for testing.

To prevent an accident, I immediately pulled the switch."

"What is this?" Steve asked, looking at the complex equipment that he couldn't understand, but Peter glanced at Steve's face and said, "Captain, what's wrong with you? Why do you look bad?"

Steve touched his face, and he sighed inwardly. Even Peter could see that he was in a bad state. Just now, Stark must have been laughing at him for being so weak, right?

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well." Steve was just polite, but Peter walked to the side and moved a chair for him. Peter patted the back of the chair and said, "Sometimes, you have to

If you sit for a while and stand all the time, your waist and legs will be very sore, my uncle often said this."

"Thank you, Peter, you are so considerate, but I think it would be more energetic if I stood." Steve smiled and did not sit down, but leaned his waist on the pool table nearby.

While debugging the equipment, Peter said: "Captain, sometimes I think you are too tight and always want people to see you shining brightly, but in fact, everyone gets tired..."

"That's because you are not a leader, Peter." Steve blinked, lowered his head, and then said: "You have to give everyone confidence, so that they feel that you, who are so heroic, can definitely lead them to victory.

This is what I have been doing, I have been doing it for many years and I will continue to do it.”

Peter shook his head. He turned his head and glanced at Steve again. His eyes were a little worried, but he still didn't say anything. He patted the equipment and introduced to Steve: "Last time when we were dealing with Bullseye, Steve

The things Mr. Tucker taught me inspired me a lot."

"The monitoring system does not necessarily have to be a rigid selection of several locations to monitor or monitor, but can be completely made into a dynamic system. As for the accompanying analysis system, it is not necessarily just a summary of data. We can make it more intelligent.

.”

"I know that Mr. Stark should actually be the one to create this set of things, but if that's the case, the analysis center he relies on must be Jarvis, the super artificial intelligence owned by the Stark Group."

Peter lowered his head and while fiddling with the machine, he said: "I can see, Captain, that your relationship with Mr. Stark is somewhat..."

"Forget it, I know you shouldn't talk about people behind their backs, but I think you might not want the Avengers to rely too much on the Stark Group or SHIELD..."

"Actually, I think so too. This is not good for us. If justice cannot be pure and independent, but it is likely to be kidnapped by other things, then it is not justice."

Steve came over, patted Peter on the shoulder, looked into his eyes and said, "You know what? Peter, you have really grown up a lot. Do you still remember the vampire attack on the Brooklyn Bridge?"

"At that time, I thought you were just a young boy with a passionate heart, very similar to me when I was young. But now, you are already an excellent member of the Avengers and an excellent superhero. You

The speed of progress really surprises me.”

Peter did not jump for joy because of the recognition. He said: "When I changed, I discovered that I had entered a broader field. In the adult world, there are more problems than experiences.

,Responsibility is heavier than belief.”

"Captain, you often tell me about your previous experiences. You said that you heard the war broke out and heard the news of countless deaths on the radio. You felt sad and helpless."

"Then you passionately wanted to go to the battlefield to save other people, and you succeeded in doing so."

Peter sighed and said: "I'm very lucky. Now I won't hear the news about the imminent destruction of the world from the radio or TV. I won't suddenly learn one day that I have to grow up overnight and then go there immediately."

save the world."

"If that's the case, I don't know what will happen to me." Peter shook his head, his tone a little panicked.

"If someone had told me when I started my freshman year of high school that I would go to the battlefield tomorrow, face machine gun fire and fighter jet bombings, and watch my comrades who were about the same age as me fall and die, I might really

Collapsed.”

Steve looked at Peter with a smile and said, "Maybe I exaggerated this process a little before. Just listen to it as a story, Peter."

Peter took a deep breath and tried to get rid of that terrible imagination. Steve also lowered his gaze to the device and said, "So, what can it do?"

"The simplest thing is that I wrote a system for the recent frequent assassinations, mainly for the dynamic monitoring system of some hotels, mansions, theaters and other luxury places, as well as luxury cars in the center of New York. This can

Let us find the suspects who enter and exit these places faster."

Peter pointed to a display screen in the middle of the device and said: "Look here, these colored marks on this car represent the places it has entered and left within 48 hours."

"Orange represents hotels, blue represents bars, and purple represents popular commercial streets and luxury stores, so we can see whether the trajectory of this car is normal."

"If a car does not go to any place where the upper class should go during several monitoring periods, but suddenly appears in a high-end place, then its suspicion level will increase."

"This is the most preliminary and simple application of data flow, but it is enough for us." Peter shrugged.

"In fact, the most difficult part is to install the surveillance. However, because we have enough special materials, the volume of the surveillance can be compressed to a very small size, but the clarity is very high. Moreover, it is not difficult for us to install the surveillance, so

Only then can this be achieved.”

"In the final analysis, it is the advancement of materials science that has brought about technological progress." Peter picked up a patch camera and said: "Even though this thing is small, the amount of molten steel used by the components in these things together,

Probably as much vibranium as Wakanda produces in a year."

"It's already great, Peter." Steve said in surprise: "The only thing I agree with Stark is that you are really talented, boy, no matter in every aspect."

"Not necessarily." Peter walked over to the chair he moved and sat down, and said a little dejectedly: "Didn't Dr. Schiller move back to the clinic in Hell's Kitchen before?"

"I wanted to stay with him for a few days, but for some reason, when I walked to the door, my spider sense started buzzing."

"Oh my god, it's never been that noisy before. It almost deafened me. I didn't know what was going on, so I didn't go in."

"Dr. Schiller stood in the door and spoke to me. We chatted for a while, and then we talked about psychology. Dr. Schiller said that I was not suitable for studying psychology. I thought he was very optimistic about me before...

"

"People can't be good at every subject." Steve comforted Peter: "No one can know everything and be omnipotent. Your talents in mechanics, engineering, mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology, etc. are already high enough."

.”

"But I don't understand. The reason why Dr. Schiller said that I am not suitable for studying psychology is that I am too kind. Aren't all the people who study psychology kind? But Dr. Schiller is obviously a good person."

Steve pursed his lips. He recalled the recent performance of Schiller he saw on Hive Prime. In any case, it had nothing to do with the word kindness.

But he still said: "Maybe he thinks you are too compassionate. If you try to understand the world of those mentally ill, it may affect your own."

"Let's not talk about it." Peter quickly got rid of the depressed mood. He sat on the chair and looked up at Steve. From this angle, he could clearly see Steve's stubble.

It looked like he hadn't shaved this morning. Although he was still handsome, he looked a little haggard.

Peter said tactfully: "Captain, did you go to the psychological counseling arranged by SHIELD for you on time?"

"They seemed to have only arranged 10 hours of psychological counseling for me. According to Nick, it seemed that Schiller's price was too expensive, but I actually didn't go 10 times. I only went five or six times. I felt that my

My mentality is okay and I don’t need any counseling.”

"But I heard Dr. Schiller said that psychological problems are the same as other physical diseases and require regular review?"

"Okay, Peter, you don't have to beat around the bush. I know you want to say that my current state doesn't seem right, but that's actually just because I'm a little busy at work and I have a little insomnia."

When Peter saw this, he didn't say anything else, but the tight corners of Steve's mouth betrayed his unquiet heart.

In the evening, the base finally became more lively. Everyone discussed the battle plan. Peter brought pizza on the way here, and everyone ate it.

The polished and shiny cocktail glass was thrown up high, spinning twice in the light of the bar, and then like a falling meteor from the stars, it fell into Matt's hand. He knocked the glass in his hand.

This turn caused several children to cheer, and Blade Warrior Eric was sitting on the sofa, telling them the terrifying rumors about vampires.

Peter, Steve, Erica and Hawkeye Barton were playing Ludo. While they were staring at the chess pieces, they were discussing the recent events of SHIELD. After a while, several mutant children and Eric also left.

Come over and they start to sit in a circle and chat.

In the underground base, there are no windows to judge the light. It seems that as long as the lights don't go out, the happy atmosphere will continue.

But soon, several younger children began to feel sleepy, and they went to their bedrooms to rest. Several people who had to go to work the next day also left.

In the end, Steve was left alone, sitting on the sofa and putting away the pizza boxes on the coffee table. Peter and Matt originally wanted to stay and help him, but Steve refused.

He originally thought that he needed some time alone to sort out his somewhat chaotic thoughts, but when the time to be alone really arrived, an uneasy feeling began to spread in his heart.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the pizza box, only to find that his fingertips were trembling. Steve's eyes were stunned, as if he was surprised by the reaction of his body. Since when had his hands been shaking?

"No..." Steve denied in his heart.

"It should have been from the beginning, and no one else should have seen it."

But there was another voice in his heart telling him that this situation has happened a long time ago. Everyone has seen it. Seeing that he is a weakling with a haggard face, panic and trembling hands, they will never trust you again, and they will never trust you again.

If you think Captain America is an immortal leader, they will think you are old and no longer a savior...

"Bang!" A stack of pizza boxes fell to the floor. Steve leaned back hard, making the sofa squeak, as if this was the only way to show that he still had strength.

He pinched his eyebrows with his hands and clearly felt that the muscles in his arms were trembling, and there was some pain from his shoulders to his elbows, but he still persisted and refused to put his arms down, like a man who had just gained a body.

The puppet is trying hard to adapt to its own limbs.

Steve is telling his limbs in a tough manner: "You must listen to me, stay still, steady, and full of strength!"

But the more he did this, the more he felt that his body was out of his control, and an anxiety that he knew was wrong but was powerless was gradually engulfing him.

Steve tried hard to take a deep breath, but he didn't notice that the depth of his inhalation and exhalation became shallower and shallower, and the speed became faster and faster, until the air made a soft "puff" sound when it passed through its nose and lips.
To be continued...