In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 30: Rogerst Trouble

Compared to Gotham, New York doesn't rain often, and the weather here is always fairly sunny, but there are always a few exceptions throughout the year.

On this day, before dawn, a drizzle began to fall over New York.

This is not good news for the people of Hell's Kitchen. As the largest slum in Manhattan, this place does not enjoy any municipal benefits. There are no diligent street sweepers, and the rain will only make the streets more muddy. Make sneakers obsolete, and you're stuck with heavy rain boots.

The smell of garbage and dust will be more obvious in this weather. Schiller closed the windows on the first floor, and there are always a few drunks vomiting there in his back street, and the smell is unbearable.

Suddenly. There was a crisp ringing of the doorbell, and Schiller glanced at his watch. It was 6:30 in the morning, which was too early even in fast-paced New York.

Schiller went downstairs, and he saw a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes, staring at the desk calendar on his bar counter.

Schiller said: "It seems that Natasha really made an appointment for me with a great person. People who get up before 7 o'clock in this year are really rare."

The man said: "So I am very glad that I found a fellow here."

Schiller took out the file that Natasha sent last night. He looked at the photos on the file, then looked up and down the man, and said, "Steve Rogers, SHIELD made an appointment for you." There is no upper limit on the time of diagnosis and treatment, and they are so generous, it seems that your problem should be serious."

Steve shrugged and said, "They think everything is serious, including me running out without breakfast."

Schiller knocked on the table to signal him to sit down, and he said: "Then your decision is correct, maybe the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't tell you, if you happen to come at meal time, I don't mind treating you to dinner." Meal."

Steve smiled, his handsome face was handsome and hearty.

Schiller made an American breakfast of toast, fried bacon, two sausages, two large hash browns, and two cups of coffee.

Steve wasn't actually hungry, but the smell of breakfast was really delicious. He picked up the bread and asked, "Is there any butter?"

Schiller looked at him quite unexpectedly and said, "Oh, only strawberry jam."

Then he looked Steve up and down and said, "Looks like you're old fashioned, not many people butter their bread these days."

Steve said: "It's okay, it's just that I'm not used to eating such sweet jam for breakfast."

"Then I'll bring you some sauce, I made it myself."

Schiller took out a jar and handed it to Steve.

Steve took another look at the coffee cup, which was about the size of a bottle cap, and the strong espresso inside, and said, "I'm sorry, but can I have an Americano?"

"Americano? Actually, you can just ask for my glass of water." Schiller said.

On the other side, Natasha, who was listening, said into the walkie-talkie: "The surveillance subject calls American coffee dirty water, and suspects that it may be of Italian origin..."

Steve wasn't angry, he just waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't say that, I just think condensing is bad for the heart."

Before he finished speaking, Schiller drank two cups of espresso and took a big bite of chocolate, the symbiote humming happily in his mind.

Schiller sits across from Steve, and the two begin to have breakfast together.

"Initially Nick told me that he wanted me to come to the slums to find a psychiatrist. I didn't understand. Isn't S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own doctor not good enough?" Steve said.

"But now, I find that the atmosphere here is much better than those white and dazzling psychological counseling rooms of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"It's more like a courtroom than a counseling room."

"Who will judge you?" Schiller asked. "Trial Captain America?"

Steve smiled helplessly and said, "That's all old history, including myself."

"I think S.H.I.E.L.D. would very much like you to go to their own counseling room, but I'm afraid they also know that there is no way to solve your problems."

Schiller put down his fork and said, "Did you come from the street outside? What do you think of this place? I mean, this ghetto."

Steve pursed his lips and said, "I don't know how to describe it. It's scary here because nothing has changed here."

"In the time I lived, the slums were like this. The dirty and smelly gutters were full of drunken vomit. Even the children are habitually touching people’s pockets, and never learn well.”

"Many years have passed, this place is still the same, nothing has changed."

"What kind of changes do you think should have happened in the past few decades?" Schiller asked as he took a bite of bread.

Steve spread his hands and said, "Even if we can't eradicate slums, we should make them smaller or live better."

Schiller shook his head and said: "You won the war, Captain America, you did win the group of fascists, we won, and the just war has been over for many years."

"You think that victory should bring many benefits, such as a more prosperous society and a better life for people. For those who are suffering, you are willing to fight to the last moment, and you did."

Schiller shook his head slightly, and said: "After decades, when you wake up again, you find that this world is not like this, and it has not become what you envisioned before you died. A world without blackness , and it didn't turn into white, but into gray, a color you can't understand."

Steve pursed his lips and looked a little silent, Schiller said: "I know your problem is not what S.H.I.E.L.D. thought. Small problems such as broadcasting and too regular work and rest.”

"For Captain America, as long as he wants to learn, there is no tool in modern society that he can't learn."

"If he can't learn, it's only because he doesn't want to learn."

"You are resisting this era, unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept the fact that the results of your hard work are not as good as you expected."

Steve said with some bitterness: "I have tried my best, even if the result is not good enough, I am trying to accept it. But what saddens me the most is that during war, if people have a bad life, then I will go and beat my enemies, no matter what the price is, I will defeat them, but now, people are living a bad life, and I don’t even know who the opponent is.”

"Perhaps you have ever thought that your time is over, so is your time being responsible for people, and you don't need to be a war machine anymore."

"So what should I do? I should do something?"

Schiller said: "Captain America, you are so compassionate, so even if I suggest you to pursue your own hobbies, such as drawing some cartoons and doing sports, you will not let go of the suffering of these people. Just enjoy yourself, you are not such a person, so I will not give you such useless advice.”

"I believe the psychiatrists from S.H.I.E.L.D. have told you that too? Is there anyone in this world who can't enjoy life? They think so from the bottom of their hearts. They feel that if they are like you, they must I flew to Hawaii for vacation, anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. paid for it.”

"Ordinary people can't understand your excessive sympathy and sense of responsibility, and of course you don't have to worry about their ignorance."

Steve took it very seriously, he felt that someone finally understood him, and he complained, "They think I have a lot of things to do, such as exercising, watching movies, and playing game consoles, but I want to What I do is not these things. I show resistance, and they think I am too outdated to play these things.”

"But maybe you can change your thinking and don't seek understanding from ordinary people. The world is so big, you are not a good person in this era, but there are good people in every era, and you can go to them. These are not the same as yours. Only those who have saved the world, or are saving the world, will understand you.”

Schiller said: "Besides, good people in this era are not without trouble. They don't live as long as you, and they don't have as much experience as you. They may have power, but they don't know how to use it. They are passionate, but lack skills, and they may be scattered and not united enough.”

"You can look for these people, your time has passed, but the earth is still going to turn, and there are still people who continue to fight to save the world, don't they?"

Steve sighed and said: "I'm just a veteran who is outdated but unwilling to go to the front line. You are right, doctor, it is time for those recruits to go to the battlefield."

"But I have some doubts, can I really help? After all, it seems that the rules of this world are completely different from those in war."

"I have someone here that I must recommend to you. He is a lucky boy, and his experience is very similar to yours. He was just an otaku who was bullied in school, but one day, he gained great power. He started jumping up and down the city, not doing anything serious."

"You know how dangerous it is to suddenly gain such a huge power. It is no exaggeration to say that his power is still growing, and dozens of well-trained special forces may not be his opponent~ IndoMTL.com~ Steve couldn't sit still immediately, he said: "Indeed, after I just received the transformation, I couldn't control my strength, and I accidentally injured two medical staff, he is now in where? Which hospital? "

"He is still in school now, he is about to take the final exam and is reviewing."

"My God, why is he still in school?"

He patted the table angrily, and said to the monitoring device on the table, ""Hey, Nick, what did you do? How can a reformed warrior stay in school? If he can't control his strength, how many people will be injured? "

Steve stood up, and Schiller waved his hand to signal him, and said, "I told you, he is a lucky kid. Unlike you, he is not a drug-modified person, but a special mutant , his strength will gradually increase, instead of becoming uncontrollable in one breath."

"I mean, this kind of adolescent guy, you know, is arrogant and sensitive, impulsive and timid, someone needs to teach him well, it is best to let him see the dangers of society."

Steve squeezed his fists and said: "Indeed, I've seen a lot of recruits like this. They want to rush to the battlefield with enthusiasm, and when they see bombs and grenades, they are frightened and scream. It's not far away."

Schiller said: "It is estimated that he will finish the exam tomorrow night, and he will definitely come out to wander. You can stop him and beat him up. Don't worry, he has a strong ability to mutate. It's no big deal if he gets beaten up." of."

Steve was even gearing up a bit, which reminded him of the days on the battlefield, those young recruits were yelling after being punished by the captain. , making him feel relaxed and happy moments.