"This universe is simply too vast, and there are countless planets suitable for life. Yet humanity confines itself to its own planet, fighting over scraps of profit. Isn't that incredibly foolish?"
"So, I have a little plan-a plan to bring about the evolution of all humanity!"
"Since heaven allowed me to become something resembling an artificial intelligence, surely it meant for me to lead this great evolution!"
"That means I need enough support. Here in the United States, on this land where no major Supernatural Forces are stationed, could there be anywhere better suited to becoming a testing ground?"
"Don't you think exploring the possibilities of the world's evolution is fascinating, Captain Steve Rogers?"
Steve's eyes widened, and he fell silent.
He had expected Doctor Zola's-or rather, Hydra's-"scheme" to be immense, but he had never imagined it would be this immense.
Doctor Zola no longer limited his sights to Blue Star. He wanted to soar into the heavens and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
"You... you're completely insane!" The corner of Steve's eye twitched, and his conviction that Hydra was full of schemers and lunatics became absolute.
At first, Doctor Zola's argument sounded reasonable enough.
But if it were actually put into practice, problems would spring up everywhere!
Doctor Zola had only been a so-called pseudo-AI for a few short decades.
There was no way to guarantee its safety.
This was nothing like the Super Soldier Serum.
Even when Steve received the Super Soldier Serum, he had gone into it prepared to die, and whether the results were good could be determined on the spot.
But the delayed effects of mechanical modification made it virtually impossible to identify complications during the procedure.
Doctor Zola gave a very human sigh and smiled. "As expected, someone whose thinking is still