Chapter 2099

Bruce had seen Captain America in the Battleworld, but this Captain America didn't seem to know Batman. Bruce wasn't sure if he didn't participate in this game or didn't run into Batman in the game.

But Bruce knew before that Captain America was a public figure in this universe, so it wasn't strange for him to recognize him. And Bruce's understanding of Captain America was that he was a hero, just a bit naive.

Of course, Bruce knew his view was limited, because this only applied to the universe he was in. But not all universes had a city as heavy as Cat Getan. Perhaps in other universes, Captain America was indeed the defender of peace and justice.

"You saved me?"

Captain America shook his head and said: "Not really. Actually, you didn't encounter real danger. I just don't approve of Old Osborn's approach."

"Do you know what they are doing?"

"Of course." Captain America sighed, walked to the chair next to him, sat down, and said: "Conducting more human experiments to investigate a mysterious virus is unethical."

"But before this, they were just screening targets that might be affected in California and New York, conducting various inspections and tests on them."

"But Old Osborn paid special attention to you. There must be a reason for this. Are you willing to tell me?"

Captain America stayed by his side with a very sincere expression. The nerve that had been twitching in Bruce finally felt better. He used his arms to support his body to sit up from the bed, pointed to the jacket pocket hanging on the side, and said: "Can you help me get something?"

Captain America turned his head and saw the bulging pocket of Bruce's jacket. After taking it over, he found that there were several tubes of energy gel inside.

"Did they give you this?" Captain America frowned and said: "I haven't seen this kind of thing on the market. This shows it's likely untested. Do you really think using this thing is a good thing?"

Bruce sighed and said: "I feel very hungry, the kind of hunger that exceeds common sense, not something food can solve. I need more direct energy replenishment. So far, no adverse symptoms have appeared."

Seeing his persistence, Captain America still handed the energy gel to him. He sized up the muscles on Bruce's body, observed his movements carefully, and frowned slightly.

Bruce squeezed the energy gel into his mouth while saying vaguely: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, I just feel that you are a bit different from the citizens of San Francisco. I just came back from there. A friend of mine who has dealt with the Osborn Group told me about your situation, so I brought you here."

"Of course I'm different from them." Bruce finally had someone to talk to. He didn't know what was wrong with him either. He wanted to eat wildly when hungry, and wanted to talk when full.

"Do you think I'm one of them? Became what I am now because of that mysterious infectious disease? I must tell you, I'm not. The muscles on my body were trained by myself; they belong to me."

Captain America's gaze stayed on Bruce's face. He lowered his eyelids and said: "Of course, I believe you."

"No, you don't believe it at all, because you think humans can't grow like this." Bruce threw the tube of the finished energy gel to the side, rubbed his face, and said: "It's very hard for me to explain why I grew up like this and work on the West Coast, but didn't appear on the Hollywood screen."

Captain America tilted his head slightly, admitting his suspicion. Bruce let out a long sigh and said: "If you don't believe it, let's have a few moves. That way you'll know that I'm different from that group of newbies who can't even do deadlifts."

Captain America stood up, but didn't make a warm-up posture. He stood in place, quietly waiting for Bruce.

After that feeling of energy fullness appeared again, Bruce stood up, moved his wrists and neck. If he had any skills he could show off, it was fighting.

Captain America lowered his center of gravity, raised his two arms, and made a defensive posture. Bruce also made a posture, but chose the safest wrestling.

He felt different the moment he took the first step. The scenery retreated too fast within his vision. He wanted to retract his force, but it was too late.

*Bang! *

Captain America was knocked flying against the wall opposite, his face full of disbelief, grimacing in pain.

Bruce was also shocked. He knew his strength had increased, but didn't expect it to increase to this extent. He knew Captain America was a genetically modified human, but he shouldn't be knocked down so easily.

Suddenly, Bruce's nerve twitched again. But this time, it wasn't just a ringing sound. His brain hadn't reacted yet, but his body had already made a dodging posture to the right.

Captain America missed, turned his head, and threw another punch. During the process of Bruce bending over to dodge, he could even clearly see the micro-dust flying in the air.

"Stop!" Bruce extended both hands and said: "Something is wrong."

Captain America retracted his fist and nodded, saying: "Indeed wrong. Are you a mutant?"

"The Osborn Group said I'm not." Bruce naturally knew clearly that he wasn't. He had also met mutants and heard them say that the difference between mutants and normal people lay in genes, and he obviously couldn't have mutant genes.

Captain America's brow frowned deeply. If it wasn't a mutant, then it probably couldn't be separated from this San Francisco resident mutation event.

He originally thought the residents' mutation was just a change in appearance, but if it was possible to give birth to super soldiers, the nature of the matter would be different.

Captain America immediately grabbed his shield, looked at Bruce, and said: "Follow me. It's not very safe here. Let's change places to talk."

Bruce followed Captain America to an underground base. It was empty and looked abandoned. Only some posters on the wall told of the bustle of the past.

"This is the former base of the Avengers. Now we have moved, but I think this represents a certain past of ours." Captain America looked around and said.

"Who do you think is behind this?" Bruce asked.

Captain America was obviously stunned, but he shook his head and said: "It can't be determined for the time being, but we must protect you."

Even Bruce could see that Captain America definitely had a suspect, he just didn't want to say it, or rather, even he himself didn't want to believe it.

"Do you think this is a good thing?" Bruce asked.

Captain America sat down on the chair by the wall, put his hands on his legs, and said: "Perhaps you think you are a lucky person, didn't do anything, and suddenly possessed a perfect appearance and powerful strength. In fact, I have also experienced all this."

"You must think I'm being hypocritical, that I gained benefits from genetic modification myself, so I strongly oppose others gaining these, or feel that I'm selfish, that I became better myself, so I can't stand others becoming better."

Captain America looked at Bruce and said: "What do you think is the relationship between ability and responsibility?"

Bruce sat down beside him, fiddling with a few playing cards left on the table, and said: "I have some responsibilities I must bear, but most are for myself. A person must be responsible for their own life, so I decided to do something."

"Along the way, I often feel that my ability is too small and there are too few things I can do. I also often fantasize about how much I can do after becoming powerful."

Captain America looked at Bruce silently, listening to him talk. He could truly feel that Bruce was very much like his former self, the self who hadn't injected the super soldier serum.

Captain America had already seen that Bruce's strength had a training foundation, which showed that he probably didn't lie; his figure was trained by himself.

But usually, a handsome and strong person doesn't need such strong strength to be responsible for his own life. Why did Bruce feel his own weakness?

"The stronger the sense of responsibility, the more you want to gain more strength." Bruce gave the conclusion and said: "But strength has no upper limit. No matter how strong your strength is, there are always things you can't do and responsibilities you can't bear."

This was Bruce's inner voice. He had experienced such a mental journey in the Battleworld, finding that other Batmen were so strong, so naturally he wanted to become so strong. Then he found that even if Batman was so strong, Cat Getan was almost not saved. This was the most extreme manifestation of "human power sometimes has its limits."

"I think if a person has a strong sense of responsibility before gaining strength, then he will almost never lose control, because the strong desire to be responsible will make them use their strength to take on their responsibilities."

Captain America said while recalling: "When I was lying on the operating table, I was already prepared to sacrifice for the country. Although the final result was good, before achieving a good result, the belief and courage I possessed weren't fake."

"But if a person gains strength first, but doesn't have a corresponding sense of responsibility, what will happen?"

Captain America looked at Bruce and said: "What about a group of people?"

Bruce immediately realized what Captain America was worried about. But at this moment, he could only say that Captain America's worry was really not unreasonable, because he understood super criminals better than Captain America.

Speaking of Cat Getan, people always think of those few familiar lunatics. They were indeed not normal in the brain from birth, but Cat Getan has nearly ten million people. The number of such natural lunatics can be counted with two hands.

Logically speaking, if there were only such natural lunatics, they would definitely be drowned in the vast sea of people and wouldn't be so eye-catching. No matter how crazy they were or how creative they were, it wouldn't make a city fall to this point.

The backbone of Cat Getan's crime was those ordinary people who mutated inexplicably, gained extraordinary strength, or gained rich knowledge.

Bruce heard some arguments about Cat Getan being unsavable while in the Battleworld. Although they were vague, Bruce could also guess that Cat Getan's high mutation rate wasn't a coincidence.

They gained strength from mutation and madness, but used this strength for crime. Perhaps a part of them was forced, but the vast majority simply didn't know what else they could do with this strength, so they just did whatever they wanted.

Captain America said: "Since the prevalence of neoliberalism, the rhetoric of freedom has completely covered up the rhetoric of responsibility. Everyone feels that they are not responsible for this world."

"Because there are always responsible people to solve the trouble caused by irresponsible people, they feel that they always live in a stable environment, feel that liberalism is not wrong, and even regard using their ability to take responsibility as a shameful thing."

"Now the worst situation has happened. People who don't know how to be responsible and don't want to be responsible have gained greater strength. Ordinary people who choose to be responsible will not be able to defeat them."

Captain America stood up, staring at the shield he placed flat on the table, and said: "If they cannot have more Captain Americas, this is destined to be the beginning of destruction."

Bruce looked up at him, and Captain America extended a hand to him and said: "I didn't expect you to think so, but I'm glad you think so. Chaos will break out soon, and I need your strength."

Bruce looked into his eyes for a while, then stood up, and the two hands clasped together.

"Perhaps my strength has become stronger, but I am still too far away." Bruce sighed lightly and said: "Relative to the situation I am facing."

"You are strong and firm enough. I have nothing I can teach you." Captain America looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "But I can convey a sentence my friend once said—with great power comes great responsibility."

Schiller, who was outside the screen, covered his face.

"I finally know how Captain America died."