Rebirth: I am the American leader

"How many times do you want me to tell you before you understand that you have to be more serious about soaking in blood water? Look at how well you cut the beef. Oh my God, you actually cut it in the direction of the muscle fibers? It needs to be chewy when cooked. If you move, there will be ghosts.”

Rogers actively picked on the thorns. Monday looked at him with a professional smile and put on his headphones.

Rogers could only raise a middle finger to express his friendliness.

Thor held up his corn and walked up to Rogers. From his expression, it seemed that the boy had something to say.

"Are you the king here?"

Rogers glanced at the other person with a smile. To be honest, this kid didn't look as mature as Richard.

"No, I'm just a rancher, a common cowboy."

Rogers explained seriously, and the latter looked confused as to what cowboy meant.

The scene didn't look too outrageous, in fact Steve would have been able to watch it a little longer if the golden retriever hadn't eaten the roasted corn with the skin on.

He suddenly felt that if this world was really created by God, then this guy would be fair.

At least he didn't give Thor too high an IQ to make him look too perfect.

"What is a cowboy? Is it similar to a shepherd?"

Thor looked at Rogers, waiting for his answer.

"This statement is too European. The fundamental difference between us and the shepherds is that we are not Europeans."

Rogers dealt with it casually, turned around and wanted to leave. He was very satisfied with his current life.

But at the same time, he also had a problem that he didn't know how to solve.

Body of Truth is indeed a perfect plug-in, but the problem is that this plug-in is too perfect.

Ordinary exercise is no longer useful to him now. The quantitative changes these days have long since accumulated into qualitative changes.

At present, his strength is difficult to calculate numerically, and the meaning of continuing to train has been lost.

He has exercised every muscle in his body in a targeted manner and has reached the point where he can't make any progress, at least where he can't go any further with conventional means.

There are two paths before him now. One is to ask Tony to create a more unconventional training venue for him.

The other is to start an adventure, find various powerful characters, and then challenge them one-on-one.

To be honest, Rogers was a little excited about starting the adventure.

When a person has money or great strength, if he doesn't want to go out and wander around, there is definitely something wrong with his brain.

That's why Rodgers let The Punisher take over the school.

He is about to go out and fool around, so there must be someone in the school who can calm down the situation.

At least someone who can take revenge after the fact.

When it comes to revenge, no one does it better than The Punisher.

As for the Hand and the like, to be honest, he knew that this thing was so deeply ingrained that it was impossible to clean it up in just one day.

So he decided to take some losses and go to Japan in person.

I heard that the environment there is good and there are several dormant volcanoes, which are very suitable for hot springs.

There is also his old friend Bucky. To be honest, he has a headache just thinking about this.

Although I don't have any deep feelings for Bucky, I can't really see Tony treating him as the enemy who killed his father, right?

Rogers felt a little headache when he thought of this, but he had no other way.

How to do this?

If things are difficult to do in the world, they are difficult to do here. No matter how powerful you are in martial arts, you can tear apart tigers and leopards.

Even if you are the devil from heaven or the Tai Sui god on earth.

Love is ultimately sad and difficult to live with.

Even though he has not yet faced such a complicated situation at this moment, his heart is already difficult.

Rogers wanted to know how the original person managed to stand firmly on Bucky's side. It was obvious that Tony, the kid, had a lot of emotional investment in him.

At least the current Steve couldn't fall directly towards Bucky without any hesitation.

Rogers finally decided to forget about it for now.

But Thor didn't intend to let him leave. The Asgardian used his own logic to analyze a truth.

As long as he defeats this guy in some aspect, he can control everything on this farm.

So he stopped Rogers, trying to win on power.

Rogers took a moment to understand this, and Old John greeted everyone happily.

You know that for a gambler, he can use it to open the market even if he dies.

Rogers acquiesced to this act, having discovered that his powers had grown after wrestling with Thor yesterday.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the Body of Truth.

Soon, the two of them found a used tire and each stepped forward with one foot.

The rules of the game are simple. No matter what method is used, as long as the opponent's feet leave the tire, it is considered a victory.

This is a game Rogers often played in the military camp in the past. To be honest, he hasn't encountered a decent opponent for a long time.

"Steve! Fuck him!"

Old John put his hands beside his mouth and shouted loudly regardless of the image.

Under his instruction, Richard was writing odds on the blackboard, and densely packed U.S. dollars were placed casually on the table.

Rogers smiled at him and said, "I bet $10,000 on myself to win."

The atmosphere was ignited. Except for Lao Zhou and a few black people, most people suppressed Rogers.

Rogers didn't care about this. He knew that he had oppressed Lao Zhou too much. As for those black people.

He was probably just jealous that the cotton on their farm was growing well.

The wrestling soon began, and Thor was working hard from the beginning.

He is a noble Asgardian god, and the glory that belongs to Asgard makes it difficult for him not to allow himself to show off in front of a mortal.

As for Steve, he felt the other party's power quietly, to be honest.

Thor does have something to be proud of.

His power is no longer several times that of humans, but is in a category that is difficult for humans to understand.

Fortunately, Steve's power had already reached a level that was difficult for humans to understand. When the two monsters competed with each other, Steve felt that the shackles that had been placed on him in the past were completely broken.

The power that had not grown for a long time was slowly increasing at this time.

Thor soon noticed something strange. He couldn't understand the scene before him.

He could accept Steve's stubbornness, but he couldn't accept the other person's slowly growing strength.

What kind of monster is this?

What kind of mortal is this?

He was a little impatient. He wanted to end this terrifying struggle as soon as possible.

But Steve was enjoying the pleasure of increasing strength. His muscle fibers continued to tear as he exerted force, and then healed quickly under the influence of supernatural powers.

Wisps of light golden light appeared on his muscle fibers, and his strength was almost overwhelming Thor at this time.