Chapter 1138: © Erskine

"Hi Howard, Merry Christmas."

Seeing Howard’s vicious dog rushing for food, Steve held up a ham in front of him with a weird expression. He put the plate in front of Howard because he felt that if he wanted to feed Howard more quickly, he might want starving.

"Uh, uh, why are you here?"

Howard didn't know why he had to eat buns for Christmas, but the buns were really delicious. He only saw Steve sitting at the dining table and wearing a festive red sweater after his brain blood sugar returned to normal levels.

"Today is Christmas Eve, and I don't have any other relatives, so it's normal here." Steve answered very calmly. He stood up and poured a glass of water for Howard and patted Howard on the back.

Howard tilted his head, he sucked his nose vigorously: "Where is Peggy, didn't she come?"

Steve shook his head, returned to his seat, and stuck a piece of meat with a fork: "Now you know more than me. You are the chief scientist in the logistics department, and I am a manga artist. You should tell me Where did she go."

The food on the dining table is delicious, delicious, and the lighting in the room is very warm, but Steve feels he has failed like never before.

Howard didn't seem to notice this. He was still stuffing his mouth like a starving ghost: "I have something in my house. I have been on leave for several weeks. Why don't you ask Fury?"

"No, Peggy is my girlfriend. I have to know her whereabouts from someone else? Forget it." Steve forced a wry smile. Of course he knew that the seemingly calm logistics office was actually undercurrent. Surging, I fully understand Peggy's determination to maintain world peace.

But this is never a person's business, let alone Peggy, even he can't do it himself.

He had been thinking about who was the person who secretly injected Peggy with the anti-aging serum, whether the other party had already expected such a result, and what purpose he had.

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out at all, and don't even have a clue.

Su Ming, who was under the faint shadow of the chandelier, clapped his hands, put down his knife and fork and picked up the wine glass, interrupting the troubled conversation: "Today is a holiday, don't talk about those things, come and raise a glass for everyone to gather together."

Gin is always the fastest to respond to the proposal of a toast, almost as soon as the voice fell, her wine glass appeared in her hand instantly, and she enthusiastically helped to greet the guests.

"Come on to cheers! You are not allowed to go if you don't get drunk today, Xiao Wang, get ten barrels of ale."

Wang sighed. He just put down the suckling pig: "Ten barrels? Too many..."

"We have Captain America. These wines are not enough. Go ahead." Gin blinked at Xiao Wang. Howard obviously had something to discuss with the death knell. Then she had to hold Steve to prevent him from hearing anything. Shouldn't listen.

After Wang bowed slightly, he left, and he used magic in places no one could see.

The secret guest was holding a chicken leg in one hand and a wine glass in the other, waiting for a toast. She, Steve and Howard had never met before, and didn't want to explain their identity, so it's better to be silent.

Steve smiled reluctantly. Although ten barrels of ale was not drunk but his stomach was full, but he knew that gin is now the hostess of this house, and he can only obey.

"Cheers."

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While filling Steve with gin, Su Ming left Xiao Wang to take care of the dining table, and he took Howard, who wiped his mouth, to the study and threw him a cigar.

"Let's go, what's going on again, did you go to a famine-prone place in Africa?"

Howard closed the door of the study with his backhand. He sighed and put away his disguised smile: "If someone in Africa can save my child, then I will definitely go. Mary gave me a son the other day. He named him Arnold Stark."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Su Ming cut off one end of the cigar and lit it with a lighter on the desk.

"The problem is here. Although the recorder's potion was cracked by me, he still left behind. Although Arnold was born, his lifespan was not a problem, but his genes were very unstable and his body was extremely weak. I asked Huo. Lervy looked around for help, but he said that Arnold probably won’t be able to get up from the bed in his life, and he still needs machines to maintain it... Slade, what should I do? Maria is crying every day. Not eating at all will break my heart."

Howard held the cigar in his hand and sat down on the sofa dejectedly.

"So you didn't eat with her?" Su Ming was also convinced by the scientist's brain circuit, but hunger cannot be shared.

"That's just one aspect. I have been busy looking for acquaintances these days to see if there is any way to treat the child." Howard rubbed his face, bloodshot eyes: "Unfortunately, these people said they could do nothing after seeing the case. ."

"In that case, what use is it for you to find me? I am a soldier and not a scientist." Su Ming smashed his hands.

The Time Gem couldn't help Howard either, because his son would not be spared anyway.

As a scientist, Howard has been exposed to primitive shock gold, cosmic cube energy, nuclear weapons, new elements, and various radiation sources. He had seen the Alien Species of Gods, and lived with Nathaniel and Tesla in aliens. These past events have hurt him too much, who is still an ordinary person.

The superstition can be said that nuclear bombs hurt the heavens, and the scientific one is that his own genes have been mutated under radiation, and his children are destined to be unhealthy.

Without the participation of the recorder, the child was born stillborn; with the participation of the recorder, the child could live for 30 years; Howard modified the medicine, and the child was also bedridden.

There are only these possibilities on the timeline.

Unless Su Ming returned to Howard's birth, interrupted his hands and feet, so that he would never come into contact with the things that caused his genetic mutation.

But is that Howard or Howard?

The impact on the world is too great to do that.

But Howard obviously didn't know the death knell's ability to control time, and this was not what he thought about.

He said very earnestly: "I know that Dr. Erskine is hidden by you. Can I see him? As the scholar who developed the SSS serum, he may have a way."

"The origin of the super soldier serum is different from what you think..." Su Ming shook his head.

"Please, Slade, save the child." Howard grabbed Su Ming's hand as if he was going to wipe his nose with it: "I won't tell anyone where Erskine is, you just let me see Him."

"Hey! Okay, okay, but things will probably not change."

He quickly withdrew his hand, Howard's moustache was full of mucus, and he was disgusting.

"I know, I know, just try, it's hopeful anyway." Howard took out a handkerchief to wipe his nose, pretending to be okay, and keeping up with Su Ming's departure.

The two had an excuse to go out to help Howard choose a Christmas gift for Maria, and then they found Xiao Wang who was carrying a wine barrel in a vacant room outside the corridor, and came to Hawaii through the portal.

It was still dusk in Hawaii at this time, and Dr. Erskine, who had worked hard all day, was holding his hoe, covering his face with a straw hat, and sleeping on the couch.

"Is that magic just now? God, what's the principle of it? How does the energy flow? How do we move such a long distance in an instant?" Howard looked as if the three views were destroyed, and looked back and saw the gradually shrinking behind him. The teleportation aperture of the world keeps asking about the principle of magic.

Su Ming curled his lips. This is the occupational disease of a scientist: "Focus, Howard, focus on your son's affairs."

"Uh, yes... wait, this is Dr. Erskine? He looks..."

Howard got out of the brainstorming after receiving the reminder. He looked at the sleeping ‘farmer’ on the couch in front of the cabin in disbelief.

In his impression, although Dr. Erskine is not the kind of high-spirited scientific maniac, he is definitely not the way he is now. Texas farmers are more stylish than him.

The voices of the two people awakened Erskine, who was an old man back then. After being injected with the leech potion, his appearance will not become younger, he still looks like that.

But now he has a fulfilling life and has found himself in simple farming. His eyes on Howard are full of wisdom that has been tempered over the years, as if he were a great sage.

Erskine has a youthful look, full of muscles, and the lean of a farmer. Some people will believe that he is a weakened version of Captain America.

"Isn't this Howard? We haven't seen each other for decades, and you are old too."

Erskine smiled and asked Howard to sit down, and everyone chatted on the beach in the sunset.

It is not a lie to say that Howard is getting old. Although he is well maintained as a rich man, his hair is still slightly gray, and the round face mustache of the past has also become the old man today.

Howard was also full of emotions after hearing the words. The last time he and Dr. Erskine met was when Captain America was born. At this time, seeing the familiar face, everything from the past seemed to appear before his eyes.

He walked up to Erskine and held his hand: "Doctor, it's been a long time."

Su Ming didn't bother the two scientists to retell the past. He simply went to the field and picked a pineapple, and slowly ate it by himself.

"Doctor, you have been caught by the death knell for so long, haven't you thought of running away?" Howard did not avoid Su Ming, and asked Erskine after a few words of greeting.

Erskine smiled indifferently, and the whole person seemed to be detached from the world: "I thought about it at first, but then I realized that the death knell, that is, Mr. Wilson actually saved me and saved me from the sea of ​​suffering. Otherwise, you think of me. Where will he be now? Being locked up by SSR for experimentation, being robbed by all parties as an object? Or was he killed in an assassination and lived in a dark coffin underground?"

Howard sighed and slowly moved his neck: "It seems that you are also watching the news. Now there are fake Captain America everywhere in the United States. Our most worrying thing still appears."

"Yes, there are not many second-generation super soldiers now, but once they are developed, the United States will naturally embark on the road of hegemonism and become the **** country I once fled..."

Erskine shook his head with emotion, and now even if Fury came to rescue him, he would never leave.

It's impossible for him to get a super soldier serum anymore. It only depends on growing pineapples to make a living. There is food and shelter here. Everyone on the island speaks nicely. He loves being here.

The right and wrong is far away from the outside world. In the words of those Chinese, this is a day like a god, and the fool jumped back to the fire pit to study weapons.

"I'm a little longing here too, Slade, do you still have your anti-aging serum?"

Howard looked at the golden sea in the setting sun, and the sea breeze rolled up his hair and brushed his face. He felt an unprecedented calm.

Originally, he didn't want to extend his life through external force. What he wanted was a wonderful and splendid life. The length of life was not within his consideration.

But now he can't rest assured about his son's affairs. He feels that he can't just die so smartly. He also wants to watch the child grow up healthily.

Su Ming pierced a piece of pineapple into his mouth with a godslayer: "Yes, but the leech medicine is the same as the unlimited prescription. It needs a regular injection of a maintenance amount. And even if we can live all the time, we can't always exist in the public. before."

"Of course I understand that the current human society is still unable to afford the popularization of long lifespans, and the level of productivity is low. If everyone can't die, job problems will cause society to collapse."

Howard touched his moustache, he was a little embarrassed, after all, he changed his mind.

But people will change. The birth of his son makes him worry about him. He doesn't want to die like that.

"Then I will get you medicine and let Dr. Erskine give you an injection." Su Ming patted his butt, and walked to the deep jungle of the island with the pineapple: "Wait for some years, you and Mary Ya can arrange a suspended animation to get out and grow pineapples with Erskine."

Howard really thought about it, and shouted at the back who was leaving: "I'm a physicist, can I grow bananas?"

The death knell didn't seem to hear him at all, and disappeared from sight.

"By the way, I'll give you a taste of the pineapple I grow, it's sweet."

Erskine patted Howard on the shoulder, showing a gratified smile like a farmer. He used his knowledge where it should be used, and now he can openly witness his achievements, which is completely different from before.

And now Howard also recognizes the problem, technology itself is not wrong, but now governments will not use them in the right direction.

No one thinks about working for the welfare of mankind, they are full of hegemony, trying to conquer the world through technology ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Countless people will be caught in the flames of war, countless lives will die, technology is not used for this purpose .

These years, when the death knell came here to pick pineapples, he always told Erskine about the universe, which made him understand that only by uniting mankind can he gain a foothold among the stars of hundreds of millions of races.

Once the era of the universe arrives, aliens will only call this hairless primate on Earth humans, and will not distinguish between Americans and Germans. The current cannibalism will only weaken the entire human race. the power of.

Because of the moon landing event proved to the universe that the earth has entered the space age and is ready to participate in cruel games.

"No, Dr. Erskine, I am here to seek your help this time. As an authority on biology, can you help to check the genetic status of my son?"

Seeing Erskine was going to pick pineapples, Howard quickly grabbed him and took out a crumpled stack of paper from his coat. This is a very authoritative inspection report.

He handed all the thick paper to Erskine, and looked forward eagerly like an abandoned puppy.