Chapter 60: Captain America: How Can His Strength Be So Strong?

In the Marvel world

"Tony Stark, you can't treat me like this—I'm from S. H. I. E. L. D.!"

Outside the luxurious villa, Coulson was directly kicked out by Tony Stark.

At this moment, he glared angrily at Stark inside the villa, yet had no way to do anything about it.

"No, I must report this to the Director!"

Thinking of the watermelon juice that could extend lifespan, Coulson suddenly felt the Cosmic Cube wasn't that important anymore.

Thinking this, Coulson left immediately to contact Egghead.

And inside the villa at this very moment

"JARVIS, scan this juice—I need all its data!"

He spoke to his AI butler, and the next moment, a beam of light swept over the watermelon juice on the table.

Yet, the beam passed back and forth several times, achieving nothing.

"Unable to scan—composition unknown!"

After a long while, JARVIS gave his response.

For a moment, Stark was stunned.

He brought all the items on the table—the watermelon juice, egg fried rice, braised egg, beef noodles—before him.

At this moment, Stark recalled the miraculous things he had seen at the food stall.

Could these foods have been imbued with mysterious power?

Stark couldn't help but think.

Then he picked up the braised egg first and swallowed it whole.

As the braised egg entered his mouth, a force immediately surged through Stark's body.

Then it spread through his limbs and acupoints, merging into his muscles.

Instantly, Stark realized his strength was increasing!

"JARVIS, scan my bodily data!"

He spoke to the AI, then immediately grabbed the egg fried rice.

He swallowed a large mouthful, and energy surged again.

As Stark devoured the egg fried rice, JARVIS simultaneously recorded Stark's changing data.

When Stark finished the entire portion of egg fried rice.

"Ding, detected bodily data increase—increase magnitude: 135%!"

With systematic unified data analysis, JARVIS gave his response.

Hearing JARVIS's reply, Stark was stunned.

What the hell? He'd eaten one bowl of rice and his bodily data jumped over double?

He clenched his fist, now brimming with power, and felt he could take on ten men at once!

Of course, this was an illusion caused by Stark's sudden strength surge.

Yet after finishing the egg fried rice, Stark's gaze turned to the remaining beef noodles.

Having experienced the charm of this food, Stark now licked his lips.

What he once considered inedible beef noodles now tasted exceptionally delicious.

In merely half-day's effort, Stark devoured the beef noodles completely.

After eating the beef noodles, Stark felt as if his body were about to explode.

Vast energy continuously flooded into his body, gradually increasing his strength.

Stark had the illusion that right now, with pure strength, he could punch Captain America flying.

And this time, Stark's feeling was not an illusion.

"Ding, bodily data surged—increase magnitude: 560%!"

The next second, JARVIS's mechanical voice sounded.

Stark was stunned again.

Five times—his strength had increased by more than five times!

Is this the food from the gods?

At this moment, Stark finally understood why those people had looked at him like Bai Chi.

If it were him now, he'd look at himself like Bai Chi too.

Just two meals, and his strength surged fivefold.

If this isn't food, Stark thought, then nothing in the world deserves the name.

Stunned, he lay back on the sofa, picked up the half-cup of watermelon juice beside him, and took a leisurely sip.

Instantly, Stark felt a profound sense of serenity in his soul.

Awesome—so awesome!

He took another big gulp, and the next second, a voice inside him told him his lifespan had increased.

For a moment, even though Stark had prepared himself, he froze in place.

"Damn Coulson—he stole over a year of my life!"

Only now did Stark fully understand.

And thinking that Coulson had drunk half a cup, Stark felt intense pain.

That was lifespan!

Tony Stark had lost big this time.

And just as Stark was feeling heartache over here, S. H. I. E. L. D. on the other side had also learned of the trouble on Stark's end.

"What? Watermelon juice that can extend lifespan? Are you sure?"

Hearing Coulson's report, Black Egg, the Director of S. H. I. E. L. D., was instantly stunned.

These days, can watermelon juice actually have this effect?

If Coulson weren't his best subordinate, Nick Fury would have suspected the man had gone stupid.

"Yes, I confirmed it personally. It really did extend lifespan!"

Coulson on the other end assured.

If he hadn't tried it himself, he wouldn't have been willing to believe it either.

But now, the facts were right before his eyes.

"Understood!"

On the phone, Black Egg was silent for a long while, and ultimately chose to believe it.

However, the current pressing matter wasn't that watermelon juice, but the Tesseract.

The watermelon juice matter—Stark would still be right there.

They could wait until the Tesseract matter was resolved, then go have a proper chat with him.

After giving Coulson a few instructions, telling him to make sure to invite Stark over, he hung up the phone.

It was just hard on Coulson on the other end, who was instantly dumbfounded.

Invite him? The current Stark, upon seeing him, wished he could kill him.

If he went to invite him now, could he even succeed?

In the end, Coulson still gave himself some self-comfort, then went off to find Tony Stark.

Ultimately, after Coulson paid a painful price, Stark agreed to go to S. H. I. E. L. D.

So the two headed toward S. H. I. E. L. D.'s Helicarrier.

All the way boarding the Helicarrier, Stark maintained a lazy, languid appearance.

Having gone through that scene with Su Mu, Stark felt his ability to accept things had grown much stronger.

Compared to S. H. I. E. L. D.'s little situation, it was simply a piece of cake.

And upon arriving at the main hall, at this moment Bunker, Black Widow, and Cap were already gathered there.

"I heard our playboy here has been refusing to come!"

Upon entering the main hall, Cap, who spoke first, immediately wore a look of being unable to stand Stark.

After all, Tony's style made Cap very displeased.

"Pfft, you think I wanted to come? I'm very busy!"

Disdainfully curling his lip, Stark couldn't be bothered to deal with this.

If it weren't for himself, he wouldn't have bothered to come.

Watching Stark in such a manner, Cap immediately furrowed his brow, his body leaning toward Stark.

He was going to teach this playboy a little lesson.

But with just a slight brush of shoulders, Stark was completely fine, while Cap, caught off guard, gave a slight shudder.

At this, Cap was stunned.

How was it possible? How could his strength be this great?