Marvel Universe.
Fang Yuan walked out of an alley, and after just a few steps, his smooth leather shoes were covered in dirt.
This was still New York; besides the buildings being a bit shorter and fewer electrical facilities around, there wasn't much change.
However, it was truly surprising that Fang Yuan had traveled through three Worlds and hadn't even seen a single mobile phone.
But Vought Corporation in the X-Men World had the research data for the Big Brother that Fang Yuan brought from The Boys World, so presumably, the first commercial mobile phone in the X-Men World would also come from Vought.
He was dressed in a luxurious custom suit that perfectly accentuated his tall and slender figure.
But compared to the surrounding environment, he looked completely out of place.
As soon as Fang Yuan appeared, he was targeted by the surrounding crowd; after all, he clearly looked like someone with money and had no bodyguards.
Most importantly, he was also an Asian man.
So, even though it was still daytime, after the local thugs exchanged glances, five or six of them immediately surrounded Fang Yuan.
Passersby and shop owners in the vicinity knew what was about to happen, but no one dared to speak up or warn him, only casting glances at Fang Yuan that wished him good luck.
Fang Yuan seemed oblivious, walking directly into another alley, and as expected, within two minutes, he was cornered by the group of thugs.
This was New York; let alone the 1940s, even in the 21st century, you wouldn't go out like this.
Even in the neighboring DC World, walking through alleys was highly avoided.
But when the thugs, with menacing expressions, completely surrounded Fang Yuan, expecting to see him panic, they found Fang Yuan smiling even more brightly than they were.
Three minutes later, under the astonished gaze of the surrounding shop owners, Fang Yuan walked out of the alley alone, without a speck of dust on him, and some sharp-eyed people noticed that the dirt on Fang Yuan's leather shoes had been wiped clean!
For a long time afterward, no one else emerged from the alley, so someone bravely went to take a look and found that the thugs were still twitching on the ground.
Moreover, their pockets were all turned inside out, clearly indicating that someone had done to them exactly what they had intended to do.
"I told you that New York's folk customs are simple and honest, and the people are always willing to help," Fang Yuan quipped to himself, tossing the coins he had just snatched up and down.
He felt like he was back in San Andreas, with thugs everywhere serving as his mobile ATMs.
It was just that the thugs didn't have much money on them.
"Tsk, poor guys," he scoffed at the thugs, then used a coin to buy a newspaper from the newsstand.
The headline on the front page read, "Stark Expo Grand Opening!"
Fang Yuan glanced at today's date.
June 14, 1943.
"Speaking of the 14th…" Fang Yuan rummaged through his memories.
His mental attribute was D-, and his past memories were quickly retrieved.
Fang Yuan suddenly realized, "Oh, today is Steve's happy day."
"Today is just terrible!"
Steve Rogers said.
He squeezed through the crowd of burly men, his lean figure like a sapling in a vast forest, finally managing to leave the recruitment office.
In Steve's hand was a slip of paper, his enlistment application.
But what was most eye-catching on the application was the medical history column.
Scarlet fever, rheumatic fever, high blood pressure, palpitations, fatigue, heart disease, asthma, and more than a dozen other ailments, big and small—anyone who didn't know might think someone was listing disease names by heart.
So with so many conditions, the "4F" stamp indicating disqualification on the enlistment approval even seemed inadequate for so many illnesses.
Steve walked dejectedly, planning to go watch a movie to lift his spirits, but then he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"By the way, are you really not treating the recruitment office as a free physical examination center?"
He turned his head and, sure enough, it was the person he remembered.
Fang Yuan smiled and waved at him, "Hi, Steve!"
"Long time no see!"
But Steve showed no surprise at seeing a friend; instead, he responded angrily, "It's you, you… you…"
He tried to find an aggressive word, but his good upbringing prevented him from saying it, so he finally settled on a less sharp one.
"Liar!"
"It hurts me deeply for you to say that," Fang Yuan said dramatically, clutching his chest.
"Am I wrong?" Steve argued, "You said you could help me get into the army, that you had already made arrangements for me, but you made me try so many times, and I never passed once!"
"Then you just disappeared. Now that I think about it, you just wanted to freeload off my food and drink!"
Fang Yuan was a little embarrassed.
Steve was referring to Fang Yuan's first visit to Marvel, when Fang Yuan had no superpowers at all and had finally managed to find Steve in Brooklyn, New York.
Fang Yuan knew that Steve's obsession was to join the army and serve his country, and he also knew that Steve had tried many times and failed, eventually being noticed by Dr. Erskine and getting in through the back door.
But at that time, Fang Yuan was not like he was now, with a mental attribute of D-, remembering everything clearly.
He only knew that Steve was noticed by Dr. Erskine during a military physical examination, but Fang Yuan wasn't sure of the exact time.
After all, when watching the movie, Fang Yuan hadn't specifically paid attention to the timeline, and even if he had, he wouldn't have remembered it then.
But at that time, Fang Yuan also had no place to live, so he could only squeeze in with Steve. If he traveled through Worlds and couldn't even go to the protagonist's house to freeload, then he would have watched all those movies for nothing.
So Fang Yuan gave Steve a bad idea: he said he had arranged things with a friend who could get Steve into the army, but he wasn't sure which recruitment center his friend was at, so he told Steve to go to all the nearby recruitment centers, forging documents to enlist, making up for lack of quality with quantity.
Without exception, Steve was rejected every time.
It wasn't until one day early in the year, when Fang Yuan saw news in the newspaper that the Stark Expo would be held in June, that he remembered Steve only enlisted after the Expo.
However, Fang Yuan was already planning to go to the next World at that time, so he didn't remind Steve.
Well, Fang Yuan was so engrossed in the excitement of his second transmigration that he completely forgot about Steve.
"You didn't even say goodbye when you left; you didn't treat me as a friend at all," Steve complained and walked away.
What he cared about most was that Fang Yuan hadn't said a word when he left.
However, considering Steve's past, Fang Yuan always felt that it sounded a bit gay, and combined with his current skinny and small physique, perhaps Charles and Eric would like him.
But Fang Yuan was straight, and he wouldn't chase after him like he was coaxing a young wife.
He smiled slightly, and Telepathy instantly activated.
Of course, it wasn't directed at Steve, as that might affect the contract judgment; Fang Yuan's target was the burly man at the street corner.
He always had special ways to make amends.
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