Steve chose to switch skins, changing into a shirt and suit pants. The nanocomponents surged like ink and transformed into another outfit. The original bodysuit had clung completely to his body, but this new set was loose and comfortable, looking utterly incredible.
"This is technology that's ahead of its time," Steve said. "And I can feel how breathable it is. My sweat practically disappears the instant it comes out."
"Yes. It can break down human sweat and turn it into its own energy. Sweat from ordinary daily activity is almost entirely sufficient, so it doesn't need any additional charging."
"Peter, I have to say, you've discovered another huge business opportunity." Steve looked at him and said, "Clothes like this, one outfit for every occasion, would definitely be popular with all kinds of businesspeople. If the cost could be lowered, ordinary people would probably buy them too. After all, who wouldn't want clothing that was breathable, fitted well, and could break down sweat?"
"So this is the real gift, Captain." Peter pulled out a contract from behind his back and handed it to Steve. "When this research project officially enters commercial use, we'll hire you as its spokesperson. You won't have to do any advertisements. Just show off the outfit changes a few times in public. The terms are very generous."
Steve laughed as he flipped through the contract. "You really do know me. Ever since Little Tommy came along, I haven't bought new clothes in a long time."
Next came Natasha. The female agent smiled and handed the box to Steve. When Steve opened it, he found a document that looked rather old. Its title was written in Russian, with a signature beneath it.
"'Report on the Minutes of the Meeting Discussing the Possibility of Commending and Awarding Comrade Steve