Chapter 431 Steve Is a Man Who Cuckolds Himself

Chapter 431: Chapter 431 Steve Is a Man Who Cuckolds Himself

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Regarding the symbiote mold, Darian already had two relatively suitable candidates in mind.

One was Peter Parker, and the other was Steve Rogers.

Needless to say about the former, he was Venom’s unforgettable white moonlight. Venom, who had been mentally polluted by that goofy Wade, relied entirely on Peter’s kindness to neutralize its dark side, so much so that subsequent hosts were not affected and turned into madmen.

Seriously, Venom’s subsequent hosts really needed to kowtow to Peter.

The latter was the epitome of justice. Steve had been injected with the initial Super Soldier Serum, which could amplify the user’s inner nature—good people became better, and bad people became worse. His character was beyond doubt.

If the two of them were used as templates, the personality template of the symbiote influenced by them would most likely not warp too much.

Darian pondered between the two and finally decided to look for Steve first.

Venom’s offspring symbiote still had some negative impact on the host to some extent.

Peter in this World was still too young and hadn’t experienced any real storms and setbacks. If he were conversely influenced by the symbiote and transformed into Bully Spider-Man, it wouldn’t be good.

As a century-old veteran, Steve had a will as firm as a rock. Unless he encountered an unreasonable cheat like the Mind Stone, ordinary negative emotions could hardly shake his inner self.

Besides, taking ten thousand steps back, even if Steve’s mindset were truly shaken and he turned from Captain America into Captain HYDRA, that would actually be a great thing for Darian, the kind that would wake him up laughing from a dream.

Having made up his mind, Darian took out his phone and dialed Steve’s number.

The call was connected very quickly.

"Steve, are you free?"

"I’m afraid not. I have some things to deal with."

On the other end of the phone, Steve’s voice sounded somewhat low.

Darian asked curiously, "What happened?"

Steve was silent for a few seconds and slowly said, "I have a very good friend who might be leaving."

Darian was startled instantly.

How did Steve know that Bucky had left Earth? Could this be the legendary bond?

But on second thought, what Steve was talking about probably wasn’t Bucky, but his old lover Peggy Carter, one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D..

Carter and Steve were people of the same era, but she was just an ordinary person who hadn’t injected any messy things. Now at the advanced age of ninety, she had reached the end of human lifespan.

Speaking of which, Steve was miserable enough. Sleeping for seventy years, he woke up to find that his partner had already become an old person, and the wrinkles on her face could fan wind.

Yet he couldn’t blame Carter either; after all, Carter didn’t know he was still alive.

What could Steve do? Of course, he chose to forgive her.

Darian asked, "Are you talking about Peggy Carter?"

"Yeah, I plan to go see her for the last time." ℯℯ𝘭.

"Then I’ll go over and take a look too, just to pay a visit to this old senior of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Inside Carter’s home, the atmosphere was quiet and oppressive.

Knowing that Carter didn’t have much time left, all her friends and family rushed to the scene, without exception being her closest people.

Darian and Steve quickly arrived at the scene by car.

Darian got out of the car and whispered to Steve, "Speaking of which, what kind of relationship do you and Carter actually have now?"

"As far as I know, you and Carter hadn’t broken up before you were frozen in ice. By logic, you should still be considered a couple, so is Carter’s current husband the third wheel, or are you the third wheel?"

Steve twitched the corner of his mouth: "Peggy’s current husband passed away a long time ago."

Darian came to a sudden realization: "I see. No wonder you dare to come knocking so openly without fear of getting beaten up."

Steve: "..."

After the two explained their purpose, Carter’s relatives let them into the house.

Steve walked into the house and saw a young woman at a glance, instantly stunned: "Sharon? Why is it you? Why are you here?"

Sharon was his next-door neighbor who often took the initiative to talk to him ordinarily. He completely didn’t expect to see her in this kind of occasion.

Sharon didn’t answer his question, but instead turned to Darian and saluted: "Officer, Agent 13 of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Special Operations Division reporting to you."

Darian nodded, then turned to look at the dumbfounded Steve and explained: "Sharon is Carter’s niece and also an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., responsible for monitoring... cough cough, responsible for protecting your safety."

Steve’s face turned dark on the spot.

When would a Super Soldier like him ever need someone else to protect him? She was clearly sent to monitor him.

To think he even thought he had overwhelming charm with a pretty neighbor taking the initiative to approach him every day, only for it to turn out to be one of life’s three major illusions.

Sharon raised her hand to gesture toward the direction of the inner room: "She is right inside. You can go in now."

Steve took a deep breath, walked into the house with heavy steps, with Darian following closely behind.

Lying on the bed in the room was a white-haired elderly person with a haggard face, yet her eyes still retained some contours of her youth.

The moment she saw Steve arrive, her lips couldn’t stop trembling: "Steve, you’re here."

Steve walked to the bedside, bent down, held her withered hand, and said in a soft voice: "Yes, Peggy, I’m back."

Tears oozed from the corners of Carter’s eyes: "Long time no see... I’ve waited for you for a long time, a very, very long time."

Steve’s eye sockets also turned red: "How could I leave behind my best girl? She still owes me a dance."

"Steve."

"Peggy."

Standing at the doorway and watching these two people treating him as air, Darian instantly regretted coming along.

He originally wanted to watch Steve make a fool of himself, but ended up becoming the spectacle himself, being crazily fed dog food by these two people.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, silently retreated from the room, gently closed the door, and left the two of them there to act out their melodramatic play.

Bored to death, Darian simply walked around the house casually and sized up the furnishings of Carter’s home.

He was really quite curious about who Carter’s later husband actually was.

However, after walking around once, Darian discovered a strange place.

There were quite a few photos placed in this room, but they were all of children and grandchildren, yet there were no photos of Carter and her husband. This was a bit abnormal.

Just as Darian was feeling puzzled, he cast a casual glance out the window and suddenly froze.

An old man wearing a hat and an old jacket was standing outside, his shoulders slightly hunched, looking up at Carter’s window.

[NPC: Steve Rogers]

[Codename: Captain America]

[Favorability: 30]

[Evaluation: Retired Captain America from a parallel Universe, Peggy Carter’s husband, Steve’s love rival, a clearance player of Phase 4, a New Game+ player]

Holy crap!?

Darian widened his eyes instantly.

What the heck, this old man turned out to be another Steve!?

This amount of information was so huge that it left Darian a bit unable to react in time.

From the entry of this evaluation, it could be seen that this Steve was not a native resident of this server, but a Steve from another server.

It was just unclear when this Steve had time-traveled from, actually becoming Carter’s husband.

In other words, Steve’s love rival turned out to be himself!?

After a brief trance, the corners of Darian’s mouth began to curl upward bit by bit, revealing a malicious smile.

"Hehehe..."

Old Steve suddenly felt a strong sense of malice assailing from the window direction. Turning his head to look, he met Darian’s gaze right on.

His expression stiffened, and he quickly pressed down the brim of his hat, turning around to walk outward.

How could Darian let him go? He yanked open the window, flipped out of the house, and chased after Old Steve.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Old Steve secretly thought it was bad and couldn’t care about any concealment anymore, directly spreading his legs and running.

Although he looked senile, he was still as brisk as flying, and his speed was much faster than ordinary people, leaving passersby on the street dumbfounded.

Was this the old man they usually had to give up their seats to?

But no matter how fast Old Steve’s speed was, it couldn’t be faster than Darian.

In just the span of a few breaths, Darian had already chased behind him and passed right by his side.

"On your left."

Old Steve:....

Such a familiar line.

Knowing that he couldn’t run away, Old Steve had no choice but to stop his steps and asked with a gloomy face, "Why are you chasing me?"

Darian sized him up with a cheerful expression: "Because I feel that you look a lot like an old acquaintance of mine."

Old Steve’s expression didn’t change: "You recognized the wrong person. I don’t know you at all."

"I don’t believe it, unless you shout ’Long live HYDRA’."

"Long live HYDRA."

Watching Steve shout it out without a trace of hesitation, Darian was stunned for a moment.

No, was this Old Steve so lacking in integrity?

Old Steve’s complexion remained as usual: "Any other questions?"

Darian let out a heh, his interest growing even stronger: "Stop pretending, Steve. I know it’s you."

Old Steve’s pupils shrank: "You’re joking. How could I possibly be Steve? Right now he is still at Peggy’s home."

Darian narrowed his eyes slightly: "I didn’t even say who Steve was; how did you know which one I was talking about? And you call this Peggy so intimately—the two of you must have a pretty deep relationship, right?"

"Uh..."

Old Steve was choked up for a moment, but quickly adjusted: "To tell you the truth, I am actually Peggy’s husband, so of course I know who the Steve you mentioned is."

Darian raised an eyebrow: "Didn’t Carter’s husband die long ago?"

"That’s because Peggy’s nature of work was special and needed to protect my safety, so she concealed my identity from the outside World and let me fake my death to escape."

Old Steve answered flawlessly, as if he had fabricated this set of rhetoric long ago.

Darian chuckled and suddenly reached out, snatching the hat off Old Steve’s head in one go.

Beneath the hat was an incomparably familiar face.

Although there were a bunch of wrinkles and the hair was completely white, the facial features and contours were right there. Anyone could see at a glance that this person and the Steve inside the house were carved from the exact same mold, just looking a few decades older.

Darian looked at Old Steve with a half-smile and asked: "Then how do you explain that you and Steve look identical?"

Old Steve panicked a bit: "This... We just happen to look somewhat similar. Exactly because of this, Peggy chose me to be her husband."

Good heavens, in order to cover up his identity, he even brought out substitute romance tropes.

Darian wasn’t in a hurry to expose Old Steve either, and sighed: "Then what a pity. Originally I was thinking of extending Carter’s life, just to watch the spectacle of two Steves. Since you’re not another Steve, I can’t watch this spectacle anymore. Let’s forget it then."

After speaking, he turned around making a gesture to leave.

"Wait!"

Old Steve hurriedly called out to stop Darian and asked: "What you said just now, is it true that you can extend Carter’s life?"

Darian cheered up and said: "Of course, I am a person who never lies."

Bullshit, this sentence itself was the biggest lie.

Old Steve was not completely ignorant about Darian.

On the contrary, for some reason, he understood Darian quite well and also knew Darian’s style. Not a single word popping out of this guy’s mouth could be easily trusted.

But similarly, he also knew that Darian indeed grasped some incomprehensible special abilities in his hands, as well as various props with bizarre effects. Maybe there really was a method to help Carter extend her life.

Old Steve stood in place, the expression on his face tangled for a while.

Finally, as if making some kind of decision, he gritted his teeth and said: "That’s right, I am Steve Rogers, coming from a future World."

Darian’s eyes lit up, and he instantly got interested: "Oh? Then which time period did you come from?"

Old Steve took a deep breath. Since he had started, he simply stopped hiding or tucking things away.

He slowly opened his mouth and said: "In the future a dozen years later, I traveled through the quantum tunnel to 1949. In order to fulfill the promise of dancing with Peggy, I finally chose to stay in that era, married Peggy, and lived like this all the way until now."

Darian pursued the question: "How come I’ve never heard of your existence?"

Not to mention S.H.I.E.L.D., even in HYDRA’s database, there was no identity information whatsoever regarding Old Steve.

Old Steve shook his head and explained: "Because people can’t let it be known. Two Steve Rogers cannot exist on the same timeline simultaneously, at least the outside World cannot perceive it, otherwise the entire timeline might get messed up."

"So Peggy used her authority in S.H.I.E.L.D. to help me forge a fake identity. All records and traces related to my true identity were completely wiped clean."

"Over the next decades, I hid my identity and lived with Peggy until the Steve on this timeline was dug out from the ice layer. Only then did I leave Peggy’s side to avoid exposing my identity."

Hearing this, Darian couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic toward the Steve of this World.

Steve had always held regrets, thinking that he and Peggy had missed each other for decades. This matter had become an obstacle in his heart that he could never cross over.

Little did he know that a kind-hearted Old Steve had already helped him fulfill these regrets.

Helping him dance that dance, helping him marry Peggy, helping make Peggy’s belly big.

And the name of this Old Wang happened coincidentally to be the exact same name as his, and he looked identical too.

Looking at Old Steve, Darian couldn’t help sighing: "Old Wa... ah no, Old Steve, you really are a self-cuckolded man."