You’re Too Weak

Steve had always done what he believed was right ever since he was born.

That was why he had taken action, living up to his identity and his country.

But the price he paid was making the woman he loved spend her entire life missing him.

Yet he had no way to repay the guilt in his heart.

Steve did not know what else he could do now.

Perhaps all he could do was protect S.H.I.E.L.D., which Peggy had founded, devote his strength, and continue defending his country.

That was why Steve walked outside the villa.

"Steve Rogers, are you leaving?"

Peggy’s niece, Sharon Carter, saw Steve come out and asked.

"Yeah, but I’m not in the mood right now."

"So next time I come, I’ll tell you why I’m still alive."

Steve said a few words when he saw Peggy’s niece, then left.

If he wanted to continue defending his country and protecting S.H.I.E.L.D. from disappearing, he needed to train his strength again.

After being frozen beneath an iceberg for so many years, he had only just awakened and had grown far too rusty with his own strength.

So Steve chose to return to training.

If another opportunity arose, he would definitely find a way to make up for what he owed Peggy.

What Steve had not expected was that only a few days later—

He saw Sharon Carter again.

Because Sharon Carter was the person Nick Fury had sent to help him understand the modern world.

Knowing that Nick Fury had specifically arranged this left Steve somewhat speechless.

However, through Sharon Carter, he could more easily learn about Peggy’s circumstances, so he did not refuse or ask for someone else.

In just over a week, Steve gained a better understanding of modern New York’s situation and changes, as well as some of its notable figures.

The more deeply he learned about Tony, the worse Steve’s impression of him became. Though Tony was Howard’s son, what Tony did did not seem right to Steve.

One day, as usual, Steve was drinking coffee at a café not far below Stark Tower.

Suddenly, he saw a gold-and-red figure fly through the sky.

"Always hiding inside an iron bucket and not daring to show your face. Compared to Iron Man, I think Iron Bucket Man suits you better."

Steve watched the figure fly past and sneered.

With dozens of meters between them in height, the other man should not have been able to hear him.

Yet Steve saw Tony, who had already flown overhead and seemed to be heading somewhere, suddenly change direction and hover directly above him.

"I can understand an old relic like you failing to appreciate the charm of technology."

"But I didn’t expect you to be so stupid that you’d be a frog at the bottom of a well without even realizing it."

Tony looked down at Steve, his words filled with contempt.

"Since you know who I am?"

"Did your father never teach you what respect is?"

Steve’s face darkened at those words as he spoke.

"Someone trying to pull rank in front of me does not deserve my respect."

Tony said coldly.

"Was I wrong?"

"You hide inside that chunk of iron every day, and you act so flamboyantly."

"What, are you afraid people won’t know you made a giant iron bucket?"

Seeing that this man, younger than him by a generation and in some sense his nephew, had no understanding of respect, Steve directly mocked him.

"You don’t know anything about me, so stop smugly showing off your ignorance."

Tony’s face darkened as well when he heard those words, and he spoke coldly.

"You’re reacting so strongly. Looks like I hit a sore spot."

"As for understanding you, it’s easy enough. Howard Stark’s son, New York’s famous playboy."

"After making a giant iron bucket, you no longer dared to show your real face, constantly flaunting this kind of external aid…"

Steve could sense that Tony was angry. He spread his hands as he spoke.

Before he could finish, Steve felt himself being grabbed and flung straight into the sky.

The incident happened suddenly, but Steve reacted quickly, shifting his momentum as he landed atop an empty rooftop.

Then, when Steve rose again and assumed a fighting stance, he saw Tony in the Iron Man armor hovering in the air.

"You think I’m relying on external aid because I use the Iron Man armor."

"But as far as I know, before you were injected with the Super Serum, you were nothing more than an ordinary man."

"Only after the injection did you gain strength beyond ordinary people and become the symbol of an era."

"All of my technology comes from my intelligence."

"And your Super Serum was made by someone else. To put it bluntly, none of your power comes from yourself at all—it comes from the crystallized wisdom of others."

"What right do you have to say I rely on external aid?"

Tony hovered in the air, looking down at Steve Rogers as he spoke coldly.

"I risked my life to gain this power."

"Besides, the strength of the flesh is different from the power you gain by relying on machinery."

Steve spoke after hearing Tony’s words.

"At first, I only thought your weak strength wasn’t a problem, because you were a great hero willing to sacrifice yourself for your country."

"But now it seems you’re just an arrogant hypocrite who doesn’t realize how weak you are."

"I have nothing to say to someone like you."

When Tony heard Steve insult his technology, he suddenly did not feel so angry at Steve’s foolish, oblivious behavior. He spoke.

After saying that, Tony immediately flew away.

Steve Rogers was not even worth calling a frog. He was an ant who thought himself powerful and judged others. Why should Tony get angry with an ant?

Steve watched Tony leave, but Tony’s words from earlier refused to leave his mind.

He did not realize his own strength was weak?

He possessed the potential limit of an ordinary human.

He had an incredibly strong body. Being hit by ordinary bullets was, at most, like a scratch to a normal person, and he also had powerful self-healing abilities that required no medicine.

He also possessed tremendous endurance and would not tire even if he fought someone for an entire day.

He had astonishing speed and explosive power, could run twenty-six meters in a second, and his strength had reached two tons. Even barehanded, he could easily wipe out a well-trained squad of dozens.

With his shield, he could take on a hundred enemies by himself in minutes and charge directly through artillery fire without any pressure.

Although several decades had passed, from what he understood, modern society had become too peaceful, causing ordinary people’s physical fitness to decline rather than improve.

In this modern society, he was practically a superhuman, yet Tony, Howard’s son, actually said he was too weak?

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