America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

Bruce Banner forcefully pressed down on Li Qun's shoulder, making him sit down at the long wooden table in the library.

Dr. Banner raised his hand and opened a small fire-ring portal. He then pulled out books from the portal and piled them in front of Li Qun.

Bruce Banner memorized every book on every shelf in the Kamar-Taj Library. He hadn't read the contents of each book, but he had read the table of contents and knew the general content of each book.

"Let's start with calculus in mathematics."

Bruce Banner opened the book, turned sideways, and began to teach by pointing to the contents with his finger.

“Forget about the pre-selection courses you took in school. Now follow what I’m teaching you and start from the beginning,” Banner said.

Bruce Banner holds a PhD in Mathematics and Applied Mathematics, as well as other PhDs in Quantum Physics, Particle Physics, Nuclear Physics, Astronomy, Biochemistry, Molecular Biology, Polymer Chemistry, Genetics, Clinical Medicine, Computer Science, Psychology, and Electrical Engineering, for a total of fourteen PhDs.

With a pile of draft paper and two pens, Bruce Banner poured out his knowledge to Li Qun, who withstood the pressure and endured the flow of information from Bruce Banner.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Bruce Banner's watch beeped, bringing him to a halt.

"Time is up."

Banner pinched the contents of the lecture he had given in the past hour with his fingers, somewhat incredulously, and found that it was about a third of the book.

Li Qun was also somewhat incredulous.

He seemed to see the two stereotypical labels he wore, "The Better Person" and "Human Calculator," glowing.

The "Human Calculator" allows Li Qun to perform instantaneous calculations, while the "Better Person" skill allows Li Qun's intelligence level to immediately surpass Bruce Banner's.

Dr. Bruce Banner's intelligence is at the top level of humankind; the past hour was a demonstration of that top level of human intelligence.

Li Qun glanced at his watch. He had about four hours of free time left today, which he could easily give to Bruce Banner and allow himself to achieve super evolution.

I checked my wallet, but unfortunately I didn't have enough money; I didn't have much cash on me.

Hey, wanna make some money?

Bruce Banner waved the $10 bill he had just earned at Liqun.

"How do you make money?" Li Qun asked.

“I just want to ask you some questions, Liqun,” Dr. Banner said.

How did you come to know Steve Rogers?

“Steve Rogers?” Li Qun hesitated for a moment.

“Johnny Rogers, that’s Steve Rogers. I’m sorry Wang and I overheard your conversation with your friends, but it’s important to me.”

"Let me tell you a story, a story that happened several years ago..."

Bruce Banner's PhD in psychology began to take effect. He guided Li Qun step by step, trying to get Li Qun to reveal the secrets hidden in her heart and to exchange his sincerity for Li Qun's sincerity.

"...And so, as long as I am within the jurisdiction of the United States' military capabilities, I will be hunted down by the U.S. military."

"It all started with Steve Rogers, the first super soldier in human history."

Dr. Banner's throat was dry from talking, and before he knew it, Hulk appeared behind Bruce Banner, his face also grim. Banner's storytelling and reminiscing about the past reminded Hulk of an experience that had filled him with immense anger.

“My acquaintance with Steve Rogers actually started with Peter…” Li Qun began to tell Bruce Banner the whole story.

"Steve lived as a homeless man for a long time in a daze until he began to resist the voice in his head. Only then did he gradually regain his self-awareness and show a normal level of intelligence."

"Dr. Banner, do you practice martial arts? If you do, you should know the concept of Qi."

"My dad taught me kung fu and how to sense qi. I first sensed unusual qi from Steve before I gradually confirmed that he was Captain Steve."

Wang sat across the long table, chin in hand, listening intently to the two men telling their story. When he saw Bruce Banner casting an inquiring glance at his senior, Wang lowered his arm.

“There is indeed air; there is a branch of magic called air magic,” the king said to Bruce Banner.

"Is that right?"

"Would you mind if I took a look at the materials Peter's uncle collected?" Banner asked Li Qun.

"You'll have to ask Peter about this."

"Then I'll do it myself..."

After Dr. Banner finished speaking, he opened a portal under Peter's bed and moved several cardboard boxes from under Peter's bed to the long table in front of him.

“It’s this box. Dr. Banner, don’t open the others.” Li Qun stood up anxiously to help Peter keep the secret.

"Don't be nervous, I won't peek into teenagers' privacy," Banner laughed.

"Is this the cardboard box?"

Banner opened the cardboard box and carefully took out the contents.

Bruce Banner's understanding of Steve Rogers was one-sided; it was a name pieced together from various data and found in cold research archives.

The information Uncle Ben collected presented Bruce Banner with a living, breathing person, a young man full of ideals and a fighting spirit.

Banner quickly flipped through Uncle Ben's notes, as if he had obtained another piece of a puzzle, and he completed the personal image of Steve Rogers before his amnesia.

Bruce Banner sighed softly.

Sighing is a physiological behavior that releases stress, and Bruce Banner felt a pang of regret for using violence to draw Steve's blood sample a few days earlier.

"Banner, are you alright?"

Wang stood up nervously.

"I'm fine..." Banner waved to Wang.

“I’ll take you back,” Dr. Banner said, turning to Li Qun.

"Interest classes?" Li Qun waved a $10 bill.

"Alright, let's continue studying." Banner forced a smile.

Wang looked at Banner with great concern.

Banner didn't tell Wang about the projects he worked on for the military, but Wang had a general idea of ​​what they included.

Wang has a high level of clairvoyance.

Banner must have come into contact with a large number of "people".

Chapter 65 Get a decent set of clothes

"What a pity."

"What's the pity?" Li Qun asked.

"It's a pity you can't graduate high school early and go straight to university."

"Do you know what? For a genius, slowly adapting to the learning pace of ordinary people is like being in prison."

"Yes." Li Qun nodded.

"Okay, I've finished telling you about a book today. Let's come again tomorrow."

Bruce Banner drew a circle in the air with his finger, and he opened a portal to the New York Sanctum Sanctum.

Li Qun and Bruce Banner passed through the portal into the New York Sanctum.

Bruce Banner didn't open another portal to send Li Qun back to Chinatown. Instead, he led Li Qun to the first floor of the Holy Sanctuary and let him exit through the main entrance. He then explained the detailed address of the New York Holy Sanctuary to Li Qun from outside the door.

“177A Brick Street, Greenwich…” Li Qun wrote the address of the Holy See on his arm with a pen.

“Look around, make sure you’re in the right place,” Bruce Banner said.

“I’ve got it,” Li Qun said.

"If you remember, then come in."

Li Qun and Bruce Banner returned to the Sanctuary, where Banner opened a portal to Chinatown, allowing Li Qun to return home.

"See you tomorrow……"

The portal closed quickly, and Dr. Banner simply nodded slightly in response to Li Qun.

Li Qun walked out of the alley and headed towards his father's pawnshop.

Upon entering the store, Li Qun noticed a customer browsing through videotapes he wanted to rent, with his father standing beside him, waiting for the customer to finish making his selection.

"Ding-a-ling!"

The doorbell rang, reminding the old man that someone had entered the store again. The old man looked up and saw that it was Liqun who had returned.

The old man beckoned to Liqun, who immediately understood and went to his father's side to take over the work.

The old man felt relieved and went back to the recliner behind the counter to rest.

After hesitating for a long time, the customer finally chose a kung fu movie videotape, paid the old man a deposit and three days' rent, and left the pawn shop.

"There are suddenly more guests today," the old man said to Liqun.

"It's the weekend, so naturally there are more customers."

"Of course, the store has also been renovated." Li Qun made a gesture of playing an accordion with both hands.

"How's the extracurricular class going?" Dad asked with concern.

"The teacher is exceptionally talented; he is one of the top teachers in the industry."

"What are you studying?"

“Mathematics,” Li Qun replied.

The old man opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again; he couldn't think of anything to say to Liqun.

Other people's children are enrolled in extracurricular activities such as learning musical instruments or art, but Li Qun's extracurricular activity is math, which should be classified as a tutoring class.

"You're falling behind in school?" Dad asked, puzzled.

“How could you not keep up? The extracurricular classes teach more complex math problems,” Li Qun explained.

"As long as you're interested."

"Liqun..."

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"You haven't gotten into any trouble outside, have you? If anything happens, just tell your old man. There's no need to hide anything. Your old man has the ability to help you sort it out," the old man said.

“Master Wang really is a teacher who runs an extracurricular class. He just looks very fierce,” Li Qun said.