How to be a hero with Crispy Skin Cure

When he talked about donating to the museum, Fiona already had a rough guess about what was in the locket.

"Is it a military medal or a military badge?" She slowly pulled the silk ribbon off the box, "Or is it your military identification tag?"

"Well, these things are actually good. But, it's not right."

Eh, it's not these.

She opened the little box.There is no bald eagle badge inside, only a piece of pitch-black, unrecognizable shape.

Facing her puzzled eyes, Steve explained with a smile: "This is a fragment of a grenade. Speaking of which, Howard saved it for me, and it was given to me by Tony."

This is a story from more than 70 years ago.

Steve, who just entered the Super Soldier Candidate Program, did not perform well, and he was at the bottom of many training indicators.

At that time, no one was optimistic about this rookie, until the officer threw a hand/grenade/bomb that was not opened, and when the others ran around in a panic, he was the only one who rushed forward.

There are many other factors that determine him to become Captain America in the end, but this grenade/bullet held in his arms really changed the trajectory of his life.

The materials in the war years were far less abundant than they are now. The simple Steve did not keep them privately, but used them as tools on the training ground.

After it exploded, he still found a fragment and put it in his storage box.

Probably after he and the plane sank into the Arctic Ocean, Howard, who was a good friend, took over his personal belongings and told Tony in his will.

"If you wake up later, the ash on it can be spread several meters high."

Tony said so, when Steve took over what belonged to him, he could still see traces of careful maintenance.

"Maybe it's not the grenade/bomb at all..." Steve scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'm not sure, but the point of this kind of thing is that people believe it."

He looked at Fiona whose expression seemed to be frozen, and became a little uneasy.

Doesn't she like it?

That's right, maybe no girl would like this kind of thing.

Steve was a little frustrated when the gift delivery failed.

"Sorry, I forgot to consider the girl's preferences. As compensation, maybe you are willing to accept..."

"I love so much."

Fiona cut Steve off eagerly, and apologized hastily after she had time to react.

"Sorry, I was so rude. I just wanted to say that you don't need to feel sorry, I really enjoyed it. In fact, I feel honored to receive this gift."

She had never spoken so fast, it was like driving twice as fast as before.When she finished speaking in one breath, Steve's expression remained at the moment when she was interrupted.

He came back to his senses: "Really, that's great."

He also wanted to say that he would give her his hat.However, her head is too small, and it is estimated that she will not be able to wear it when she grows up.

As for those other things, they basically flowed into the Captain America Memorial and the Army Museum.If he wants to see it himself, he has to make an appointment in advance, and there is no priority channel.

"Uh-huh."

Fiona nodded with extra seriousness.She put the pieces back in the box and closed the lid solemnly, covering it with her hands.

It's hard to describe the feeling when the things you care about can also be valued by others.Maybe, just feeling valued.

The recipient's joy completely overwhelmed the subtle reluctance to be separated from the object, and Steve was happy to see this fragment bring her new strength.

"Will Steve's performance back then be less than ideal?"

Fiona looked at his figure and always thought it shouldn't be.

The captain can give people a sense of security and extremely strong confidence-as long as he is there, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated, and any difficulty will be easily solved.

Even, he is also a human being with a mortal body.

Back then...

Fiona's words were still too polite.if you want to describe it

The performance of Steve who received serum in the barracks can completely use words like poor.

Even if he has been insisting, the objective gap in physical fitness still exists.

Steve fell into a deep memory.

"Actually, I didn't know about the Super Soldier Project at the beginning. It was the greatest luck for me to be able to join the army at that time. Put away your surprised expression first, Feifei, I was not born strong."

"I have been in poor health since I was a child, and I am shorter than my peers. The worst thing is my asthma, which almost blocked my way to join the army. In the previous five registrations, I was rejected without any accident .”

"Have you been rejected five times?" Fiona couldn't believe it.

The exclamation in her tone was too obvious, just when Steve thought that his bright and stalwart image might be cracked, he heard her sigh;

"You are too amazing, you have been rejected so many times and still persist. If it were me..."

If it was her, she might not even have the courage to sign up.

Putting herself in the situation, it only takes a suspicious look from the staff at the registration point to make her defenses collapse and she flees.

Fiona the child...

It was just a compliment to him, and Steve would still find it very useful, but why did he add a comparison with himself later.

"If it's Feifei, I can definitely do it."

He gently pointed to the box that she held firmly in her hand, "Do you know why I chose this as a gift for you?"

Fiona echoed the popular thread: "Are you trying to inspire me to be an amazing hero like you?"

"Only half of the answers are correct." Steve shook his head, "There are other more important reasons."

more important……

"Do you want me to learn this spirit of daring to sacrifice?"

She is really smart.

Steve looked at her—a small, delicate child with some secret desire to be a good adult.

From a certain angle, he seemed to see his former self through Fiona.

"You're not quite right, Feifei. It's not that I want you to learn it, but that you already have such qualities."

He trusts her.If it was her, she wouldn't give up.

If it was her, she would bravely rush to the grenade/bomb.

"me?"

Fiona looked at him blankly, but her heart was beating wildly.

...jumping so fast and too loudly that Steve will hear it.

"Of course it's you, Feifei."

Seeing her clutching her heart, the considerate Steve pretended not to notice anything.

"You're a hero too—as you say, like us."

"That's not true." Fiona refused to admit it. "What I said didn't mean that. And, and..."

"And what?"

Fiona felt overwhelmed.

"My ability came too easily. I didn't do anything, but I was selected because of some reasons that I don't even know. Anyone else can do such a thing."

She expected Steve to be silent for at least a moment, but instead he smiled.

Why, you can't be laughing at her.

He smiled and said: "Tony certainly didn't tell you how I became Captain America. Have you forgotten what I said, my body was very poor before. I can have the current ability, all relying on a few serums. "

"Feifei, I was selected too. If I didn't have quadruple the stamina, I might have lived an ordinary life in Brooklyn."

Fiona really didn't expect that the captain had such a past.

More importantly, he can say it without any scruples.

He can frankly tell others that the direction of his life has been changed by external forces.

No one would doubt that he was just lucky, and Fiona even felt that a hymn should be played here.

Pay tribute to him, from ordinary to great.

he just has

Such an aura.

Steve continued, "Feifei, just like you wouldn't look down on me because I got my powers from a serum—you wouldn't, would you?"

Fiona was funny and helpless: "Does Steve also like to joke when he talks?"

"Oriental slang, those who are close to ink are black. It must have been infected by Tony."

He continued, "Feifei, the atomic bomb is a terrible weapon, but the scientists who made it did not intend to destroy the world. Your abilities do not determine who you are, only your heart does."

Even without the serum, the weak Steve dared to pick up the lid of the trash can and confront the tall bully.

The greatness of Captain America always lies in his indomitable spirit of upholding justice.

He imitated Fiona's movements and covered the position of his heart with his hands.

"Ask your heart, what kind of person do you want to be?"

The heart is just an organ, it cannot speak.

Fiona could only feel it jumping, jumping wildly.

It was as if something was running rampant in her mind.

Those sharp, mean, and questioning words rang in her ears again, and Fiona's eyes gradually became blurred.

Does anyone really care who she wants to be?

Can she really do it?

At this moment, Steve held her head—literally, his palm on her forehead, and pushed upwards, forcing her to bow her head.

"Don't think about anything else. Come, look at me."

He is not an expert in psychology, and he doesn't know anything about how to treat people who have experienced brainwashing.But just now, he felt as if he had caught the distress signal from Fiona.

A flash passed in her eyes, a strong sense of powerlessness that she desperately wanted to get rid of the status quo, but couldn't do anything about it.

Steve wasn't sure if he was wrong, but he wanted to give it a try.

He couldn't help but watch her, right in front of him, being controlled by those things again.

"Look at me." He repeated the words, "Look into my eyes, meet my eyes. Feifei, can you hear me?"

Fiona's other hand was still on the locket.

She looked at Steve, and the anxiety in his eyes seemed to wake her up.

It was a gift from him, a fragment.

It changed the trajectory of Steve's life in a very meaningful way.

"Feifei has that quality too," he said.

Yes...she would do that too.

She would -- she'd been brought up to worship heroes.Ever since she knew the secret identities of her family members, her emotions at night were always so complicated.

She wanted them to take off their uniforms and never put themselves in danger again, and she was proud of them.

Every time she heard someone mention Batman, she felt proud.

She is so eager to be a part of them.

The healing ability that fell from the sky did not determine her life.

It's just a bold red-gold marker, a reminder of her soon-to-be-forgotten wish.

"Be a hero."

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