Simultaneous Time Travel: Living in the Primordial World, Freebies Welcome!

Chapter 93 Welcome to the Army, Recruit Steve!

"Hello, sir."

Steve swayed as he stood up, clearly still recovering, so much so that he was unsteady on his feet.

Qian Chen reached out and gently supported Steve, helping him regain his balance. "Don't rush, take a break."

Upon hearing this, Steve cast a grateful glance at Qian Chen, quickly took a deep breath, and shook his head vigorously. After a while, he finally recovered.

He quickly brushed the dust off his clothes to avoid looking too disheveled, then bowed to Carter and thanked her, saying, "Madam, thank you for your help—"

"If you hadn't stopped that giant thing at the last minute, I definitely wouldn't have had the chance to see the sun rise tomorrow!"

Carter smiled slightly: "It's alright, don't worry about it. I believe anyone would do the same in this situation!"

"If you really want to thank someone, you should thank the captain."

"Actually, he discovered that you were being bullied—"

Upon hearing this, Steve looked at Qian Chen.

When he saw Qian Chen's military uniform, he finally realized that the two people in front of him were soldiers.

Although Qian Chen and Carter's uniforms were different from those of the American military, the Allied powers were currently very close, so it was quite common to encounter high-ranking foreign officers on the street.

"Thank you, Captain!"

Steve wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he was quite shrewd! Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of enlisting in the army in several different places.

Qian Chen chuckled softly, not taking Steve's little trick about how he addressed him to take it to heart.

Trying to get closer to someone! Understandable!

Those who think they're superior are the real idiots!

"You're welcome. Helping those in need is an ancient Eastern tradition of chivalry, something everyone should do!"

Steve paused for a moment, then repeated, "Chivalry?"

Qian Chen nodded and smiled, "Yes, chivalry! It's a noble belief from the ancient East, punishing the strong and eliminating the evil—that's where righteousness lies; the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people!"

Steve was completely stunned!

The words "chivalry" resonated in his heart, like a resounding bell, awakening him and filling a void in his spiritual core.

He once had goals, dreams, and a grand ambition to save the world, but he couldn't find his direction.

"Chivalry! Righteousness!"

"Cool! I think I understand now—"

"Captain, this is exactly what I've been longing for!"

Thank you for your guidance!

Steve bowed to Qian Chen with unusual solemnity.

"You're welcome. If chivalry can be of any help to you, and help you find your way forward, then that would be wonderful!"

Qian Chen smiled slightly; he was happy to see Steve become a superhero with an Eastern spiritual core.

"I hope you don't mind, but I just saw your enlistment application. I'm curious, given your current physical condition, why do you still want to join the army?"

Steve waved his hands repeatedly, "It's alright! Please don't laugh at me. I really want to join the army to fight the Nazis—"

He took a deep breath and boldly met Qian Chen's gaze: "Yes—without a doubt, I want to join the army!"

Qian Chen nodded approvingly: "Good boy!"

"But you should know that your current health condition is very poor—not just a matter of physical fitness, but more importantly, you have many specific medical conditions—"

Qian Chen unfolded Steve's enlistment application form, pointed to the large "PASS" in the final review comments section, and said, "You completely fail to meet the basic requirements for military service!"

"Perhaps you could consider supporting the great cause of the anti-fascist war in other ways—producing weapons, weaving uniforms, growing food, or even, to put it another way, going to the tavern to cheer on the soldiers on the front lines."

Steve smiled brightly upon hearing this, his gaze fixed firmly on Qian Chen. "Thank you for your kind reminder!"

"To be honest, I've heard this kind of thing far too many times —"

"Every officer in charge of the enlistment screening has said something similar to me, except they are more direct than you, Captain. They usually just tell me to get lost and know what's good for me."

"Don't laugh at me, but this is actually my fifth time applying to enlist—I've tried every possible method, from Brooklyn to Manhattan, from the Bronx to Richmond, and then to New York City—and I've been rejected every time!"

Hearing this, Carter couldn't help but be moved. Out of kindness, she couldn't help but remind him, "Steve, in your condition, if you insist on going to the front lines, you'll die—"

Steve sighed, straightened his clothes, and stood up straight. He said with a resolute expression, "My father was a soldier in the 107th Infantry Regiment. He died from mustard gas poisoning while fighting against the Nazis."

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"My mother was a brave battlefield nurse who dedicated herself to the front lines, but unfortunately died of tuberculosis."

"In my view, they all died as a result of the evil Nazi plot—whether for them or to save more innocent people, I am willing to dedicate my humble efforts!"

"The Nazis are still destroying this beautiful world, and all people with a sense of justice should stand up and stop them."

Qian Chen slowly walked up to Steve, gazing deeply into his eyes: "Even if it means death, you're willing to risk it?"

Steve smiled calmly upon hearing this: "I would die a hundred times without regret!"

Qian Chen smiled and gently patted the dust off Steve's back. "Very good, congratulations on passing the review."

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"Welcome to the army, recruit Steve!"

Although he had expected it, Steve still clenched his fists when he actually heard those words.

He tried hard to control his emotions, but his body still trembled uncontrollably, and tears even welled up in his eyes: "Captain, you're not joking with me, are you?"

Qian Chen lightly punched Steve's chest with his fist and laughed loudly, "Of course not. Your task now is to hurry home, take a shower, change your clothes, and get some rest."

"Please be sure to report to the recruit camp on time next Monday!"

Steve left in high spirits!

Carter and Qian Chen got back into the car.

"Chen, you seem to have a high opinion of Steve?"

Carter asked softly as he drove.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen a man with such a frail body—Steve Rogers! Do you really think he's qualified to be the master of the Sirius Blade?"

Although Carter admired Steve's courage, she still found it hard to accept that a weakling had become the Lord of the Demon Blades.

Qian Chen smiled slightly, stretched his hand out of the car window, letting the evening breeze brush past his fingertips, and explained unhurriedly: "Physical strength has never been a prerequisite for becoming the master of a divine weapon. Even the weakest person will become stronger than you can imagine after possessing a divine weapon."

"So what's more important is his heart!"

"The power of the Sirius Demon Blade will gradually distort the mind of the weapon's master. Without a strong will to resist it, they will ultimately become a slave controlled by the Sirius Demon Blade!"

Steve, the perfect swordsmith!

If Steve can subdue the demonic nature of the Sirius Blade with his benevolence, then the Sirius Blade will transform from the killing that originally represented endless war into a protector that benefits all living beings.

If the demonic nature of the Wolf Blade corrupts Steve's kindness, then Qian Chen will at least receive a complete national treasure weapon, which he can then use for secondary development.

So no matter what, Qian Chen will definitely not lose money!

At this point, the two didn't delve further into Steve's question. After the Jeep stopped in front of Carter's apartment building, the focus shifted to a deeper exchange between Eastern and Western cultures.

The night is deep.

In the bedroom inside, Carter was already fast asleep.

Qian Chen, shirtless, went to the balcony and started smoking.

I'm sorry, Steve!

I've already paid the price in advance!

I promise—the Sirius Demon Blade will definitely be yours—