What Does It Have to Do with Me? (Only One Chapter Today)

"Come back."

These original companions reached out their hands to him, and countless spaceships sailed into space behind them, like bursting fireworks.

Those spaceships were filled with people who were about to leave this planet.

For this, we should thank Hydra.

If Hydra hadn't been desperately developing its military power over the past year, they wouldn't have been able to find so many spaceships.

I'm right here!

Steve looked at them and said coldly.

Natasha's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Then where did our Steve go?"

"Maybe he never existed in the first place?" Steve asked.

That was just a disguise.

Heroes always thought he had strayed from the path of justice and gone astray.

But in reality, he was originally a member of Hydra.

In fact, like Ben, he doesn't belong to this universe.

He grew up in Hydra, and it was Madam Hydra saved him and his mother, gave him love and forgiveness, and Baron Zemo gave him friendship.

The original Steve of this world had long since disappeared due to the power of the Cosmic Cube; he was a replacement from another universe.

To revive Hydra.

He had endured years of fighting alongside heroes until a year ago when he seized the opportunity and turned the tide.

Therefore, he was never on the hero's side from the beginning.

However, he is not the Hydra that the heroes so vehemently hate.

In his universe, Hydra was originally an extreme but noble organization. Later, in order to gain support, some members actively sought out the Nazi and the Red Skull, and Hydra split into many factions.

After Steve took power, he immediately purged the Red Skull gang of inhuman lunatics.

He did want to create a better world, but it was an absolute rule under oppressive rule where even breathing was difficult.

It's hard to say whether he was right or wrong. If his wish were to come true, perhaps some people would be happy for him.

At least under his rule, crime rates in America dropped dramatically, and those who roamed the streets at night no longer had to worry about their personal safety.

Of course, there were no more people traveling at night.

Under his rule, nighttime travel was evidence of a crime, and gatherings of three or more people were evidence of conspiracy.

"Face reality, the Steve you know is long gone."

"I am Captain America."

"I am the one who will save this world."

He opened his palm, and the Cube energy transformed into a virtual the Cube in his hand.

"This is the universe," he said.

"And I am already an omnipotent god, I control everything in the universe, even your consciousness."

That's right, he already has the power to distort the consciousness of others. With just a thought, he can change the minds of heroes and make them willingly give their lives for Hydra.

"What do you gain by fighting me?" Steve demanded. "Being forced to leave your homeland and Earth? Endless criminals to catch? Endless infighting?"

"Is this what you want?"

"I merely cleaned out those scumbags who were constantly smoking marijuana, those gamblers, and those drunkards."

"All I want is for everything to be within the rules, for everyone to be free from worries about their safety, and for no one to fear that their decades-old mortgaged house and car will suddenly be destroyed by some unknown monster!"

So you bombed Las Vegas?

Tony glared at him angrily.

"What did those civilians do wrong?!"

"Aren't you the one who threatened their lives and destroyed their homes and houses?"

They speak grandly and righteously, but their actions are completely the opposite; this is precisely what makes Hydra so hateful.

"You're the one who killed Rick Jones, Steve!"

He idolizes you so much!

I consider you my hero!

"But what have you done!"

Steve's eyes were half-closed, his expression both cold and seemingly full of kindness.

He said indifferently, "These are all necessary sacrifices."

"My friends and my mother died too, but they will be reborn in the New World. So will Rick Jones."

I can do all of this.

He demonstrated the power of the Cosmic Cube.

"Really? Then what are you waiting for?"

Natasha squinted at him, seemingly waiting for his performance.

But what Steve truly wants is for the heroes to acknowledge everything he has done.

He truly understood his desire: he wanted to hear genuine praise for Hydra, not from puppets controlled by the Cube.

"It seems that getting you to understand me was wishful thinking," Steve said. "Since you brought this on yourselves, don't blame me."

Steve clenched his fist, and from the core of his chest, the energy of the Cosmic Cube began to spread throughout his body with his thoughts.

The blue energy light path resembles a circuit board.

The virtual universe in his hand was like Tesseract, completely at his disposal.

"Change their consciousness!"

Boom!

Blue energy suddenly spread out, enveloping Natasha and the others.

In that instant, everyone's gaze seemed to turn. Steve looked down at them and said, "As you wish."

He watched as the heroes raised their right hands, and was immediately satisfied.

That's how it should be.

It should have been done a long time ago!

There's nothing wrong with manipulating them using the Cube energy.

"Alright, now let us offer our praises to the great and glorious Hydra."

However, Steve still didn't hear the cry that haunted his dreams, "Hail Hydra!"

The heroes clenched their fists, like Steve had done before, or like Rick Jones facing countless guns and cannons, and shouted out that phrase:

"Avengers, assemble!"

In an instant, the Cube's energy seemed to be activated, and a space was opened up.

A strong man stepped out and stood before the crowd, on the opposite side of the Serpent Society.

It's Steve Rogers.

The Avengers have assembled!

Upon seeing this person, Tony, far away in Las Vegas, felt his fingers tremble with excitement. "You're late, Captain."

Steve said, "Sorry, I'm just a little lost."

The Serpent Society looked at him in surprise. "This is impossible, you should no longer exist!"

"The Cube should have already eliminated you!"

"No matter where I go, my friends will always bring me back." Steve looked at him, and from the tunnel behind him, Bucky Barnes and Ben emerged one after the other.

At this moment, Serpent Society was no longer concerned with why Bucky was still alive; his gaze was fixed on Ben, his eyes filled with hatred.

It's you again!

"Ben Parker!"

Why do you insist on stopping me!

"Can't you see? I'm the one who makes the world a better place!"

What does this have to do with me?

Ben shrugged.

"I don't care whether you're righteous or not. I'm causing you trouble because you're causing me trouble."