Chapter 1031 Shocking the Ordinary People (VIII)

When Schiller walked into the room, the whole room was as quiet as if no one was there, even the sound of breathing was suppressed. Steve sat on the sofa in the booth next to the bar, and there were two unopened cans of beer on the table.

When Schiller sat opposite him, he touched the surface of the two bottles of beer and found that one was at room temperature and the other was iced.

There was also a bottle of strong liquor under the table, which looked like the base liquor for cocktails, but because it was too close to Steve, Schiller did not reach over. He could only judge from the appearance of the bottle that it was a bottle of strong liquor.

This room is actually the entertainment room of the Avengers base. When there is no mission, the members of the base will stay here, chatting, drinking, playing billiards, and playing table football for a while.

This place also adheres to the usual decoration style of the Avengers base. The walls are all smooth metal plates, the floor is darker in color, and there are rivets on the four sides. The walls are covered with industrial-style chandeliers and decorative pipes. There are two bright light strips under the bar, which are the only light sources in the room at this time.

Steve sat on the sofa, his elbows on his knees, and his hands covering his face.

Hearing a "hiss" sound of deflation, Steve's hand moved slightly, but he still didn't look up until Schiller placed another can of opened beer in front of him.

Steve whimpered, shook his head, and then covered his eyes with his hands, like a drunkard who was unconscious.

"Steve, stop pretending, I know you didn't drink." Schiller took another sip of the room temperature beer. When the beer was not cold enough, it had a bitter taste. He was a little uncomfortable with it, so he put the beer can down.

"From the situation near the table, your action route should be like this. You feel a little uncomfortable and have the signs of illness, so you want to numb yourself with alcohol."

"You walked to the bar and instinctively took a can of cold beer, but after returning to your seat, you remembered that you had just finished working out and the sweat had not yet subsided, so you couldn't drink cold beer, so you walked over and got a can of room temperature beer."

"You were about to open the room temperature beer, but it seemed that you thought of the bitter taste of room temperature beer, or perhaps you felt that beer could not quench your sorrow, so you returned to the bar and got a bottle of strong liquor."

"But at this moment, Peter came over, and you thought that Peter was young. , even if you are an adult and can drink, it is not good to drink hard liquor until you are unconscious. You can't set a bad example for young people. "

"So, you instinctively took the liquor under the table and put it next to your legs, trying to hide it. "

"You didn't want to call me, but at Peter's repeated request, you had to do it because you didn't want to act like an old antique who was afraid of illness and avoided treatment. "

"Don't say it." Steve said, but Schiller continued quickly: "You care about this matter very much, and you really don't want others to know that the spiritual leader of the United States in the last century is completely out of date in this era. ”

“You have learned to use smartphones and adapted to modern life, but in the blink of an eye, Stark Group has come up with a lot of things that modern people can't understand. For example, if you want to take the shuttle, you must apply for a transportation card, but the application of the transportation card is a fully intelligent process..."

“This is not like the last century when you went to the bank to handle business, and there would be members to serve you kindly. If you want to apply for a transportation card for the shuttle and the sky train, you only need to go to the smart service hall next to the Transportation Administration Bureau. You don't even need to operate the machine. You just need to tell the smart butler what you want to do..."

“This is a very, very simple process, so simple that even a few-year-old child can find the place and it will be done. It can be done, but you just don't want to do it, because you have too many excessive concerns about the accidents that may occur in the process of this simple thing. "

"Or, what bothers you most is that it is the peak period for applying for transportation cards. The smart service hall must be crowded. You don't know how to communicate with artificial intelligence. You are afraid that you will ask some stupid questions, and you are even more afraid that your stupid questions will be heard by others..."

"Stop it, Schiller, please." Steve's voice kept trembling. He said, "I'm not worried about these at all. I can learn all these. I am Captain America, and my learning ability has been strengthened..."

"Who told you?" Schiller asked.

Steve was a little overwhelmed by Schiller's question, so he took his hand away. The hair on his forehead was very messy, covering his clear eyes, making him look a little tired.

"I guess, maybe the group of people who transformed you told you?" Schiller took another sip of the hard-to-swallow room-temperature beer. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the can of ice beer in front of Steve, opened the can and took a few gulps, sighed and said:

"After your transformation was completed, the scientists told you that you were transformed into the most perfect person of this era, with an extremely strong body, a smart brain, a strong learning ability, and an unparalleled kindness..."

"That's what everyone says, right? They say Captain America is the banner of this era, a perfect man in the true sense, so you believe it." Schiller narrowed his eyes and looked at Steve and said.

"But there is no perfect person in this world, and even if you were a perfect person in the last era, this era is no longer the same. Your era has passed."

"In the last era, the Americans who experienced the Great Depression and Roosevelt's New Deal were so full of energy, brave, hardworking, and smart. That was the brightest time for this lighthouse, and you were the brightest bulb on the lighthouse."

"You must be the first person in the golden age of the United States and become the synonym of the American spirit." Schiller looked into Steve's eyes and said, "Everyone told you so, and you did it."

"He "Our demands on you are not excessive, because at that time, this place was still a beacon of the world. People from other countries may not admit anything, but they must admit that the United States really had a period of prosperity and glory."

"At that time, the people around you were good enough, self-disciplined officers, scientists with genius minds, and hardworking staff. In this atmosphere, people call you their role model, so you naturally have to do your best."

As Schiller spoke in a calm tone, Steve seemed to really see such a picture, or rather, these pictures have always existed in his memory and have never disappeared.

That was the real golden age.

But the next second, Schiller's words were like a heavy punch, shattering his fantasy, and Schiller's voice sounded in his ears again:

"But when you wake up, you find that the world has changed."

"That vibrant country began to become a little chaotic. Various ideologies and groups took to the streets, entangled in issues you had never heard of, made a big fuss, and left a mess. So, you don't like to go to the streets anymore."

"You like to read the content in the newspaper the most, but it has changed from technological development and human progress to you scolding me and me scolding you. I don't know what you are scolding. Sometimes it's political party criticism, sometimes it's commercial competition. So, you don't like to read newspapers anymore."

"You learned how to use a smartphone, so you started to surf the Internet, and then you found that the Internet seemed to be full of extreme lunatics, and no one could think and discuss rationally, so you don't like to use smartphones anymore."

Schiller sighed and directly pointed out the problem of Steve. In: "Giants who grew up in the golden age are unwilling to kneel for this decadent and chaotic era."

"You don't want to be the Captain America of this era, but because of the patriotic education you once received, you feel guilty for the resistance in your heart."

"You know in your heart that the old generation's set is no longer feasible, but you don't know how to be a perfect person in this era. Do you want to go along with them? Do you want to give up your persistence? Do you want to cater to the masses and entertain yourself to death?"

"Your personality and your mission are in conflict. You feel sad and sad about it, but no one tells you, because those who gave you this mission have long died."

"Rather than saying that Captain America is the flag of the United States, it is better to say that you are just the tail of the golden age and the last orphan of the American spirit."

"Bang", the sound of the cork being pulled out, in the silent room, sounded like an earthquake. Steve's arms trembled and he picked up the liquor and poured it into his mouth.

"You're right, you're right..." Steve said vaguely, "I'm just an old antique. I don't want to apply for a transportation card. I think walking is good. It can keep fit and let me see the scenery on the street..."

"But Captain America can't be an old antique. I can't rush into a service hall without knowing anything, be speechless by a group of robots, be filmed by people, and upload to their forums, and then, with my stupidity and pedantry, slander their fathers..."

"Obviously, their fathers and grandfathers did much better than them!" Steve put the bottle of wine on the table fiercely, and said in such an extreme tone for the first time: "The people I know will not advocate nihilism and death, and will not rely on one They slander others with a single photo, advocate decadent spirits, and take irresponsibility for granted..."

"It is the efforts of that generation that have brought us today's achievements. I can't let them laugh at us!" Steve raised his voice and said, "It's not fair to those who died!"

"They died, so no one knows their contributions. No one knows that they could have spent their time on entertainment, but they chose to work hard to create such a great country."

"If the role model of that generation, that is, me, also behaved very stupidly and old-fashioned, that era and everyone there would be laughed at..." Steve covered his eyes in some pain.

"Remember when we first met?" Schiller took a sip of ice beer. He did not let the gray fog control his body. As a doctor, he could not drink often, so his alcohol tolerance was not very good. Now he felt a little dizzy.

"At that time, we talked about this topic..." Schiller paused, and then said: "I have said it before, it's not that you can't learn to use a smartphone, you just don't want to learn it, because you think that the lifestyle of the last era is no less than that of the present, and people at that time were full of energy and vigor."

"That's right." Steve wiped his mouth with his palm, and then said: "Miss Carter wanted to date me, and we booked a restaurant in Brooklyn. After the reservation, she asked me how I could get there. I said I could walk there, and she was very surprised."

"I know that few people in this era can walk five or ten kilometers in one breath, but the feeling of exercise is really great. While walking, I can also see if there are any changes in the store signs and whether new products have been replaced in the windows..."

"I don't like shuttles and sky trains. When they are running, the too regular vibration makes me feel that my muscles are about to be dissolved."

"But I can't speak freely about this part of the topic!" Steve frowned, lowered his head, and said with some pain: "I have to say I like it, I have to say I I understand..."

"Captain America must like these new things and understand them, but Carter's question came too suddenly, and I let it slip, but I couldn't save it, and I didn't know how to deal with it, so I could only reject her and run away like a coward after the date was set. "

"Don't... don't worry..." Schiller took two more sips of wine, and his speech became a little unclear, but he still tried to say:

"I am a... I am a professional psychologist... I can analyze it for you from the beginning... Steve, Steve ...Listen..."

"Wait a minute, you can't just drink beer!" Steve, who drank half a bottle of liquor in a short period of time, was a little drunk. He walked to the bar, took a few more bottles of liquor, handed them to Schiller and said:

"You remind me of the time when I drank and chatted with my comrades in the past... Come on! Open it! Ah, no no no, I'll open it for you, you... you drink this bottle, this bottle belongs to me..."

Schiller took a sip of the liquor and coughed, but when the hot liquor entered his chest, he felt a cluster of flames being ignited, and his brain became clearer.

"Drink... Drink!" Schiller said incoherently: "If you can't drink more than me, I will tell Tony all your embarrassment..."

"Burp! Don't be silly... Even his father can't drink more than me!"

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