Trask's speculation takes time to verify. Eric will not care about their ideas. He is still following his own ideas step by step, receiving visitors every day, shaking hands with compatriots from afar, and relocating those who stay according to the established plan.

This set of methods has formed an effective procedure, and it runs smoothly with the help of Pitro and the students. Of course, the new secretary Gwen also completed the work well during this period. She gradually became familiar with the situation around Eric and got into the state.

I was so busy for a while until that morning a visitor broke the nervous rhythm.

The guest walked into the building and saw such a busy scene: representatives of mutant groups from all over the United States and even neighboring countries, families or individuals who encountered difficulties seeking help, local entrepreneurs trying to sell products and services, and clerks sent by various banks and firms.

These people filled all the five floors of the building, or filled a pile of sofas waiting for reception, or ran in and out of the corridor with documents in small steps. For a moment, the guest almost thought that he had been to the Ministry of Defense or a certain department of Congress. In his impression, only those places were so busy and lively.

Fortunately, this situation ended from the fifth floor, and from there it was the private territory of the students. Now they were far away in Boston, and there was a serene inside. When he walked along the stairs to the top floor, the door opened automatically, and the owner was waiting there with a smile.

"Welcome, Captain." Eric walked to the hall door and invited the guests in.

"Hello, Eric." Captain America sincerely greeted him. He apologized for the last incident today. In the conflict at the foot of the mountain, Eric was shamelessly attacked, but the captain became a knife used. In the extremely unfavorable situation, Eric also saved his colleagues from S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.

"It's all over, you saved me too. We don't owe each other." Eric tried his best to comfort him, and the guest couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Thinking of the tragic situation later, the captain asked himself that he could not be so free and easy. Fortunately, he has completely recovered as before, which makes him feel a little better.

While sighing that the mutant's ability is indeed magical, while looking at a piece of files on the table, the captain felt that he was not the time to come, and the owner here seemed to be really busy.

Eric saw the captain's thoughts and explained it to him casually.

"You can see that I am like a single dad with a group of children. I live in a noisy every day." Eric laughed at himself and pushed the piles of documents aside. "It's not like this usually, but recently my students have all gone to the Industrial Park in Boston to help Director Fury build the flying carrier. My assistant Pitro has to coordinate and place fellow citizens locally. Others are still teaching in the college, so now only my secretary Miss Stacy and I stay here. Without her, I don't know how to deal with it."

Seeing Eric relaxed, the captain couldn't help but smile. Then he stood up and solemnly expressed his greatest apology to him.

"Sorry Eric, I originally wanted to apologize to you for the last incident, but I didn't expect it to cause you another trouble."

"Oh. This is nothing, I've come out, right?" Eric said indifferently, asking the captain what he liked and poured some drinks for himself and the guests.

"As for this place, it is neither Washington nor Wall Street, there is no war nor people's life, there are only some cumbersome things. All cumbersome things have one thing in common, that they seem tricky on the surface and are indeed troublesome to deal with. But if you put it aside and don't ask about it, it may disappear in a while. The reason I sit here is just to show that my attitude is very important. Not that I can really solve them, so don't mind the captain. Your arrival has given me an excuse to enjoy leisure."

"Thank you for your comfort, Eric." The captain took the cup handed to him by his master. "We often encountered such things in the war years. At that time, I was not as deep as you saw it. In our era, people often thought that enthusiasm could melt everything, but facts often told us that calmness is the more important quality."

"That's right, so people have always missed you. Captain America should not be just a hero who defeats the enemy on the battlefield, but also a reflection of the people living in this country's pursuit of kindness and beauty." Eric's enthusiastic praise made the captain unable to bear it. He just wanted to apologize and leave. If he couldn't forgive him, he could even be beaten up by the victim, but being treated like this was beyond the expectations of the captain.

"Just call me Steve, I'm really embarrassed to say that." The captain said awkwardly.

Eric laughed.

"Don't get me wrong about being touting you, Steve. I admit that sometimes I make some exaggerated compliments, but that's for the beautiful lady, I think you shouldn't be one of them."

"Of course I'm not." The captain laughed, Eric's speech was funny.

"So it's good to see it this way, Caesar's belongs to Caesar, and God's belongs to God. Let Captain America become a symbol and continue to spread in people's hearts," Eric suggested.

"You're right, I'm just an ordinary person." The captain nodded in agreement.

Speaking of ordinary people, they also remembered what Eric once said at the foot of the mountain.

"You are afraid to admit that we have left ordinary people far behind. I am not like you, I proudly accept reality without fear."

Before Eric, a man with a red face also said this to him--in the European Hydra base, he was confronted by the raging flames that seemed to be gushing out of hell, and at that time, his best friend Bucky was next to him.

After savoring the meaning of this sentence, the captain suddenly felt a little melancholy, just like those times that had long been buried in memory. His enemies and his friends disappeared in the long river of history. No matter how hated or intimate the past, the years treated both enemies and us equally. Now when looking back on the past, there was only a faint sadness left, and their images seemed to be covered with a vague halo.

Seventy years have passed when the captain was sleeping.

Eric did not let Steve go for a moment of loss of consciousness. He did not disturb the captain's sadness, but raised his cup and slowly tasted the bitter taste. In this building, only he could understand the captain's emotions, because the fate of the reincarnation is far more bizarre than that of the super soldier.

Time passed by second and second, and the hall was rarely so calm. It was not until the captain shook his head and waved his memories that he woke up and let go of his worries as if he had dreamed.

"Sorry", the captain once again apologized for his misogyny.

Eric raised his cup to him and the captain took a big sip.

"I often think back on the past recently. Fury suggested that I arrange a psychiatrist for me. Maybe I am really old, after all, my literal age is already an old man." The captain smiled bitterly.

Eric comforted him: "It's not you who changes, it's the world that changes. You just don't adapt to it. Do you know my colleague Logan?"

"Wolverine?" The captain obviously knew Logan.

"Yes, it's him." Eric nodded and replied. "Look at how he looked, he was only forty years old at most, but in fact he was born one hundred and fifty years ago. He participated in the Civil War, the European War, the Great War and the Vietnam War. Professor Xavier last saw him in 1962. At that time, the professor was still a young scientist with thick hair. Now he has become a bald man in a wheelchair, and Logan has not changed at all. You are like him, you are witnesses of history. Maybe you have not witnessed the birth of this country with your own eyes, but maybe you can see its decline."

"God bless America." The captain subconsciously retorted.

"God bless America." Eric repeated in the same tone.

The captain looked at him carefully for a while and did not feel anything unusual, so he only regarded this as a casual metaphor.

"I don't want to live too long. I want to live like an ordinary person." The captain said, as if he saw the old female agent lying on the hospital bed again. This time he really felt heartbroken.

"Like Rogers before serum injection?" Eric intentionally mentioned the thin young man who was rejected by the recruitment station many times.

The captain was stunned for a moment, and his feelings of loss disappeared.

He had to admit that no matter how eager he is to go back to the past and live like an ordinary person, it is impossible to deny that it was the super soldier serum that made Captain America successful.

Without this body of strength, although you will not have such a sad life, you will not have such a magnificent experience, and love is also indescribable.

"Do you know me very well?" Steve asked blankly.

"Mutants will go to the museum, too." Eric smiled and spread his hands.

The captain shook his head, and he looked at the time again and decided not to delay Eric's work anymore.

"I'm happy to see you." He said this when he left.

"So too," Eric replied, sending the guests to the door downstairs.

After Yiyi said goodbye to the squadron leader, he turned away. He once wanted to ask Eric to do his good job and arrest the suspicious Winter Soldier, but now seeing the situation here, he really couldn't speak, so he could only think of another way.

Looking at the back that was leaving, Eric recalled the captain's magical shield. Unfortunately, he didn't bring it this time, otherwise he could learn from it.

He was playing with a steel ball in his hand, silently outlining the extremely special microstructure of the shield in his memory. The silver color on the steel ball gradually changed. Just when it was about to be converted into another substance, a slight sound suddenly came from the bead, the entire structure collapsed, and the steel instantly turned into powder. (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!