Marvel's Metamorphosis Spider-Man

"But this man did it."

Toni swiped the glass again, and a color map of Rogers' real-time body temperature appeared on the glass.

It was filmed from the ceiling-mounted instrument, with Rodgers' entire body temperature appearing on the screen in blues and reds.

I saw that the color of Rogers' heart was the reddest, and then gradually turned to excessive green as it went to the limbs, and finally the dark blue of the palms and soles.

But at the moment, the dark blue is slowly becoming submerged.

"It's done!"

Gwen Xukong clicked Enter, then pressed the watch, and the holographic display and keyboard were retracted into the buttons.

NO. Chapter 338 I just have a date

"Another pitch, a goofy foul!"

Before Rogers opened his eyes, he heard the game commentary on the radio.

"The Phillies-Dodgers are now 4-4, a tie."

Rogers opened his eyes, and what he saw was the suspended ceiling and the slowly rotating fans.

"This guy swings the bat ... I'd say he's got the ability to strike out again."

There was the sound of 'beep' cars outside the window, and a faint smell of disinfectant floated into Rogers' nose.

"It was a great game at Ebbetts Field. The Phillies were 4-4, but the Dodgers had three guys on the field."

The afternoon sun shone on Rogers' belly, making him feel warm.

Outside the window are tall buildings.

The breeze blew, and the white curtains fluttered.

But the surrounding environment is still a little unreal... For example, he was lying on the bed with his shoes on, and he wasn't even covered with a quilt.

And his memory, he should be driving a Hydra aircraft and crashed on an ice field.

At this time, the game on the radio has reached a critical juncture, and the voice of the commentary has begun to become excited.

"Click."

The wooden door of the room was suddenly opened, and a woman in a shirt and skirt walked in.

Her skirt and tie are both green, apparently a military uniform.

"Good morning...or good afternoon?"

The woman glanced at her watch and revised her greeting.

"where am I?"

asked Rogers.

"This is the post-op recovery room in New York."

The female soldier said very naturally, as if she had practiced many times.

"The Dodgers lead eight to four! The Dodgers!"

The commentary on the radio made Rogers frown.

"Where the hell am I?"

Rogers asked again.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

The female soldier smiled, her expression full of doubts.

"The match was in May 1941, and I was there."

Rogers stood up from the bed, because he noticed that the female soldier's expression changed after hearing this sentence.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is this place?"

Rogers' height and strong muscles gave female soldiers an unparalleled sense of oppression.

She felt like she was facing a mountain.

"Captain Rogers, please calm down!"

A voice like a mosquito squeezed out from the female soldier's mouth.

"who are you?"

She secretly pressed the button of the siren in her hand.

"bump!"

The wooden door was pushed open, and a petite girl walked in.

"Okay, soldier, I'm responsible, let me explain to you what's going on."

The girl was wearing a white military uniform with the rank of major on her shoulders.

"Relax, stand at attention, and follow me."

As soon as the password came out, Rogers subconsciously made corresponding actions.

It seemed that even 70 years of freezing hadn't made him forget those troop instincts.

"Who the hell are you?"

The not so rough treatment didn't make Rogers explode, but it didn't make him completely let his guard down either.

"Okay, here's your ID."

The petite girl took out an ID from her pocket and threw it to Rogers.

"US Air Force Command, Major Gwen Stacy?"

Rogers looked at the certificate repeatedly, and the familiar seal on it was indeed from the military department.

"Sir!"

Although Rogers was skeptical, he still saluted.

"Snapped!"

The Major Gwen snapped his fingers suddenly, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly.

The fluttering of the curtains also stopped, and the sound of cars outside the window also disappeared.

The wind died down, and the tape recorder shut down.

The high-rise buildings outside the window began to disappear, followed by the window sills and walls, all changed from surface to blue grid lines.

Then the gridlines began to fade like tides, passing over the soles of Rogers' feet, making him jump.

However, he still landed on the ground, but at this time the ground had turned into black rubber.

The blue lines ended up converging around the radio on the side dresser.

Major Gwen walked up to the radio and pressed the button. The lines disappeared completely, and the radio turned into a metal ball the size of a fist.

Only then did Rogers realize that the surroundings had turned into an empty factory building, the floor was made of rubber, and the top of his head was made of cement.

"Come with me, after you have seen some things, I will tell you in detail what you are puzzled about."

Gwen tucked the ball into her army pocket like a hamster stuffing grain into a storage bag.

"Yes."

Rogers followed behind Major Gwen, he was full of doubts and wanted to ask.

Gwen secretly observed Rogers behind her, and found that the old Popsicle was frowning, and he was a little distracted.

However, he followed his steps firmly.

Gwen tried his best to wear a major's skin, just to use it to suppress Rogers.

In fact, it is similar to Toni's previous status, a military adviser or something, a civilian job, no real power.

Through the relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Roddy, as well as the relationship between the newly appointed military contractor AIM Weapons Research Department, Gwen can easily get a skin.

As far as military rank is concerned, a higher rank can overwhelm a younger rank, as long as one rank is higher than Rogers is enough.

Just let Rogers calm down and recognize his environment.

The most important thing is to let Rogers see her at a second glance, which will help in the future.

Gwen led Rogers out of the empty room, turned left and walked straight to the door of the office building of the SHIELD New York branch.

"Captain Rogers, I may have to wrong you a little bit next time. Your current status is a big problem. You will know after a while, but now, please put on your hat and these glasses."

Gwen put a baseball cap with the GMS LOGO in Rogers' hands.

Just kidding, this is the time to make soft ads.

During the time that Rogers walked from the door of the empty room to the door of the office building, what he saw was a building decoration completely different from what he remembered, and people in suits and leather shoes.

There are no plaid shirts, no bucket hats, and no oversized suits that can be worn for a year and are only used to add sweaters and remove sweaters.

His doubts grew deeper and deeper.

After taking the baseball cap, Rogers checked it repeatedly and put it on his head.

He does not wear glasses, he is not nearsighted.

Gwen shrugged and opened the door behind her.

"Drip drip!"

The sound of car horns blowing towards the face.

Outside the door is the busy street.

There was an endless stream of people on the side of the road, walking on the sidewalk in a hurry.

The shape of the car and the clothes worn by people are all different from what Rogers remembered.

"Let's go, get in the car, and I'll take you to places you are familiar with."

Gwen opened the door of the black SUV parked on the side of the road, motioning for Rogers to get in the car.

The driver was also a one-eyed black bald man with a blindfold. He just glanced back at Rogers who got into the car, and then turned his head to concentrate on driving.

"Look, Times Square, a landmark building."

The off-road vehicle stopped within half a minute, and Rogers saw the surrounding buildings without Gwen pointing.

The large screen above scrolls with colorful advertisements.

In fact, the New York headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. is built on the edge of Times Square...the location of the headquarters building of Marvel Comics in the original Gwen world.

"Sir, I need an explanation."

Rogers was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

"Captain Rogers, I'm sorry for the performance just now, but we just want you to take this exciting information slowly, because you have been sleeping as a big ice cube for too long, and no one knows how you will react."

Gwen said she was apologizing, but there was no apologetic expression on her face.

"Sleep?"

Rogers hit on the key words.

"Yes, Captain, you have been asleep for about 70 years."

The bald man in the front seat turned his head and said.

After hearing this information, Rogers seemed hesitant to speak.

"Uh... yes, we won."

Gwen said, but Rogers did not express any feelings about it.

"Are you OK?"

The black stewed egg was also a little worried, this old guy wouldn't just smoke it with a slight smile.

"I am fine."

Rogers looked back at the feasting lights outside the window, and at his own hands.