Chapter 1140

"Hi, Howard. Merry Christmas."

Seeing Howard's predatory behavior, Steve oddly picked up a ham in front of him. He put the plate in front of Howard because he felt that if he didn't feed Howard fast, he might be starving to death.

"Well, er, why are you here?"

Howard didn't know why he had steamed buns for Christmas, but they were delicious. He saw Steve sitting at the table with a red sweater on after his blood sugar returned to normal.

"Today is Christmas Eve, and I have no other relatives, so it's normal here." Steve replied quite frankly. He stood up and poured Howard a glass of water and patted Howard on the back.

Howard cocked his head and sniffed hard. "Where's Peggy, isn't she here?"

Steve shook his head, went back to his seat and stuck a piece of meat with his fork. "Now you know more than I do. You're the chief scientist in logistics, and I'm a cartoon artist. You should tell me where she is."

The food on the table was delicious and the light in the room was warm, but Steve felt like he had never been a failure.

Howard didn't seem to notice this, and he was still cramming something into his mouth like a starving Ghost: "there's something in my family that has been on leave for weeks. Why don't you ask Frey?"

"No, Peggy is my girlfriend. I have to know her whereabouts from others? Forget it Steve squeezed out a wry smile. Of course, he knew that the seemingly calm logistics office was actually undercurrent. He also fully understood 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 had secretly injected Peggy with anti-aging serum, whether the other party had expected such a result, and what kind of purpose he was holding.

I can't think of it. I can't think of it at all. I don't even have a clue.

Su Ming clapped his hands, put down his knife and fork, picked up the glass, and interrupted the troubled conversation: "today is a festival. Don't talk about those things. Come and raise your glass for everyone to get together."

Qin wine is always the quickest way to respond to the proposal of raising a glass. Almost as soon as the voice dropped, her glass appeared instantly in her hand, and she was very enthusiastic in helping to greet the guests.

"Cheers! Don't leave today if you are not drunk. Xiao Wang, go and get ten barrels of wheat wine. "

Wang sighed. He just put down the roast suckling pig: "ten barrels? Too much...

"we have the captain of the United States, these drinks are not enough, go quickly." The wine winked at Wang. It was obvious that Howard had something to discuss with the death knell, so she would hold Steve back so that he would not hear what he should not hear.

The king bowed slightly and left. He got where no one could see to use magic.

The secret guest is holding a chicken leg in one hand and a wine glass in the other. She and Steve and Howard have never met and do not want to explain their identity, so it is better to be silent.

Although he can't help but laugh at the master's drunkard, he can't help but laugh.

"Cheers."

When the gin was poured to Steve, Su Ming left Xiao Wang to take care of the dining table. He took Howard, who wiped his mouth, into the study and threw him a cigar.

"Come on, what's going on here? Have you been to Africa where there's a famine?"

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 go. Maria gave me a son the other day, and I named him Arnold stark."

"Shouldn't that be a good thing?" Su Ming cuts off one end of his cigar and ignites it with a lighter on his desk.

"That's the problem. Although I cracked the recorder's Potion, he still left behind. Although Arnold's life span is not a problem after birth, his genes are very unstable, which makes him extremely weak. I asked Holloway for help, but he said that Arnold would never be able to get out of bed in his life, and he needed a machine to maintain it... Slade, what should I do? Maria cries every day and doesn't eat at all. My heart will break

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

"So you don't eat with her?" Su Ming is also convinced by scientists' brain circuits. Hunger can't be shared.

"That's just one aspect. I've been busy looking for acquaintances these days to see if there's a way to treat children." Howard rubbed his face, bloodstained in his eyes: "unfortunately, after seeing the case, these people said they couldn't do anything about it."

"In that case, what's the use of me? I'm a fighter, not a scientist. " Su Ming stands out.

Time jewel can't help Howard, because his son is not immune anyway.As a scientist, Howard has been exposed to primordial shock gold, cosmic cube energy, nuclear weapons, new elements, and various sources of radiation. He has seen a different kind of God and lived with Nathaniel and Tesla in the alien world. These past events have hurt him a lot.

Superstition can be said that the nuclear bomb has harmed Tianhe, and the scientific point is that his own gene has been mutated under radiation, and his children are doomed to be unhealthy.

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

There are only a few possibilities on the timeline.

Unless suming returns to Howard's birth and interrupts his hands and feet, he won't be exposed to the things that caused his genetic mutation for the rest of his life.

But Howard like that or Howard?

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

But Howard obviously didn't know the knell's ability to control time, and that's not what Howard thought.

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

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

"Please, Slade, help the child." Howard grabbed Su Ming's hand as if to wipe his nose with it. "I won't tell anyone where Erskine is. Just let me meet him."

"Oh! All right, all right, but I'm afraid things won't change. "

He quickly pulled back his hand. Howard's moustache was covered with mucus and disgusted to death.

"I know, I know, just try, at least it's hope." Howard took out his handkerchief to wipe his nose, pretending to be nothing, and kept up with Su Ming's departure.

On the pretext of going out to help Howard choose the Christmas present for Maria, they found Wang, who was carrying a wine barrel in an empty room outside the corridor, and arrived in Hawaii through the portal.

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

"Was that magic? God, what's the principle of it? How does energy flow? How can we move such a long distance in an instant? " Howard looks like he's been destroyed. He looks back at the shrinking transmission aperture behind him. He keeps asking about the principle of magic.

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

"Well, yes... Wait, this is Dr. Erskine? He looked... "

Howard emerged from the brainstorming when he was reminded. He looked at the farmer sleeping on the couch in front of the cabin, which was unbelievable.

In his impression, although Dr. Erskine is not the kind of high spirited science maniac, he is definitely not the way he is now. The farmers in Texas are more dignified than him.

The sound of their conversation woke Erskine, who was an old man at that time. After being injected with leech potion, he did not look young. He still looked like that.

But now he lives a full life and finds himself in the simple farming. His eyes toward Howard are full of wisdom after years of tempering, as if he were some great sage.

Erskine's hairy, boyish, muscular, is the kind of crop man's lean, said he is a weakened version of the captain of the United States, some people will believe.

"Isn't that Howard? We haven't seen each other for decades, and you're old. "

Erskine smiles and asks Howard to sit down and have a chat on the beach in the setting sun.

It's not a lie to say that Howard is old. Although he is well maintained as a rich man, his hair is still a little gray, and his round face moustache has become an old man today.

Howard was also filled with emotion after hearing the speech. The last time he and Dr. Erskine met, when the captain of the United States was born, he saw the familiar face, and everything in the past seemed to appear in front of him.

He went to Erskine's face and took his hand. "Doctor, long time no see."

Su Ming didn't disturb the two scientists. He just picked a pineapple in the field and ate it slowly.

"Doctor, you have been caught by the death knell for so long, don't you want to run away?" Howard didn't avoid Su Ming either. After a few greetings, he asked Erskine a question.

Erskine laughed indifferently, and the whole person seemed to be detached from the world: "at first I thought about it, but then I realized that the death knell, that is, Mr. Wilson, actually saved me from the sea of misery. Where else do you think I'll be now? Being locked up by SSR to do experiments, being robbed by all parties as an object? Or did you die of an assassination and live in a dark coffin underground? "

Howard sighed and slowly moved his neck. "It looks like you're watching the news. Now there are fakes everywhere in the United States. Captain America, our biggest worry has come up.""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 Nazi country that I once fled..."

Erskine shook his head with emotion. Now even if Frey came to save him, he would never leave.

It's impossible for him to get super soldier serum again. He only lives by planting pineapples. There are food and shelter here. The people on the Island speak well. He likes it here.

Far away from the right and wrong of the outside world, in the words of those Chinese Americans, it's an immortal day, and the fool jumps back to the fire pit to study weapons.

"I'm looking forward to it, too, Slade. Do you have any anti-aging serum?"

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

Originally, he didn't want to prolong his life by external force. What he wanted was a wonderful and gorgeous life, and the length of his life was not in his consideration.

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

Su Ming put a pineapple into his mouth with a god killer: "yes, but leech medicine is the same as unlimited prescription, which requires regular injection of a maintenance dose. And even if we can live forever, we old people can't always be in public. "

"Of course, I understand that the current human society can not afford the popularization of a long life span. If the level of productivity is not high, if everyone can't die, the problem of jobs will cause social collapse."

Howard felt his moustache. He was embarrassed. After all, he changed his mind.

But people will change. He is worried about the birth of his son. He doesn't want to die like that.

"I'll get the medicine for you and ask Dr. Erskine to give you an injection." Su Ming patted his buttocks and carried the pineapple to the deep jungle of the island: "after a few years, when the child is older, you and Maria can arrange to escape by feigning to accompany Erskine to grow pineapples."

Howard really thought about it for a moment and yelled at his back, "I'm a physicist. Can I grow bananas?"

The death knell seemed not to have heard him at all and disappeared into view.

"By the way, I'll try my pineapple. It's sweet."

Erskine slapped Howard on the shoulder with a farmer's smile of contentment. He put his knowledge where it should be. Now he can let others witness his achievements. It is totally different from before.

Now Howard has realized that the problem is that technology itself is not wrong, but that governments are not using it in the right direction.

No one wants to seek for the welfare of mankind, full of hegemony, trying to conquer the world through science and technology. Countless people will be in war, countless lives will be lost, 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 as a whole can human beings stand firm among the stars of hundreds of millions of races.

Once the era of the universe comes, aliens will only call this hairless primate on the earth human, instead of distinguishing between the American and the German, and the present fratricidal will only weaken the overall strength of human beings.

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

"No, Dr. Erskine, I'm here to ask for your help. As an authority in biology, can you help me look at my son's genetic status?"

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

He gave Erskine all the thick paper, and looked forward to it like an abandoned dog.

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