Ultimately, Finney attributed it to a kind of idealistic power. After all, this super-soldier serum could influence temperament, although the doctor's understanding was that the good would become better and the bad would become worse.
But in Finney's view, it should be that the stronger the opponent, the stronger they become, and the weaker they become.
As for why Red Skull couldn't perform, it might be because his body was gone, or it might be due to the influence of the Soul Stone, or perhaps the serum's effects weren't being utilized.
Although Captain America had been boasting about being able to fight someone all day, thankfully he didn't say that to Finney tonight. After the battle lasted for twenty minutes, he voluntarily conceded defeat.
Captain America wasn't the kind of person who cared a lot about winning or losing, and he also knew very well that Finney had held back. He might have been able to hold on, but winning was even more unlikely.
Furthermore, he didn't know when he would have to arrest Loki, and he needed to conserve his energy, so he chose to concede.
"To be honest, you're much stronger than I imagined,"
Finney said, looking at Captain America, who was slightly out of breath and resting on the ground, after the battle.
"After all, I was quite excellent back in the day."
Captain America smiled, a hint of nostalgia and sadness on his face. He thought of his comrades who had fought alongside him through thick and thin. He preferred teamwork to solo combat.
It was also because of this that he disliked Stark's independent, attention-seeking personality.
Due to a misjudgment of his strength, the experience gained from fighting Captain America was somewhat unexpected for Finney. The remaining experience might allow him to attempt his seventh draw after a little more skill practice.
This made Finney's impression of Captain America increase significantly, so he casually summoned two chicken nugget wraps and handed them over, saying:
"Want to try some?"
Captain America looked surprised when he saw the fried chicken roll suddenly appear in Finney's hand and couldn't help but ask, "What's this?"
"The one-of-a-kind 'Violet Chicken Roll' in the entire universe! It has special effects such as deliciousness, pleasure, and healing. It's something I always keep at home or when I'm out!"
Finney introduced proudly.
"Uh..."
Captain America listened to the introduction with a blank look, and then replied, "Food?"
"..."
Although it was only two words, it was concise enough, so Finney nodded.
Taking the 'Violet Chicken Roll' from Finney's hand, Captain America hesitated slightly. He wasn't used to this kind of 'novel' thing, but the aroma emanating from his hand made him really want to try it.
"I never thought I wouldn't even have to cook anymore,"
Captain America remarked, seemingly amazed by the progress of the world.
"What are you thinking about!" Finney glanced at him speechlessly after hearing this, and explained, "This is a special case for me, the only one in the entire universe. Of course, I have to cook myself now!"
Captain America, who was putting the fried chicken roll into his mouth, was stunned, but before he could pull his hand back, the aroma of the fried chicken roll made him involuntarily take a bite.
Once the food entered his mouth, Captain America stopped thinking about whether there was anything wrong with it. He was already amazed by the deliciousness of the 'Jin Ji Fried Chicken Roll'.
"Delicious!"
Seeing that Captain America was also impressed by the 'Jin Ji Fried Chicken Roll', Finney was used to it. If he had said it was 'bad', that would have surprised him.
"How did you make it?"
After finishing the 'Jin Ji Fried Chicken Roll' in a few bites, Captain America asked with lingering satisfaction.
Seeing this, Finney summoned two more and handed them over, saying, "You have no hope like me, but I can tell you the recipe. It might not be as good as this, but it'll still taste great."
"Really?"
Captain America looked a little embarrassed, but quickly took the chicken wraps Finney offered, his goodwill towards him increasing considerably.
Watching Captain America's actions, Finney couldn't help but think of the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj. He hadn't seen them for over half a year; Kamar-Taj's stock must be long gone. He wondered how they were doing.
This was one of the reasons Finney hadn't dared to return directly to Kamar-Taj; he was worried about being caught by those sorcerers and forced to keep making chicken wraps.
Thanks to Jinji Fried Chicken Roll's diplomatic strategy, after Finney and Captain America returned, they were able to chat and laugh together, discussing how to cook.
Tony, who happened to bump into them, was astonished.
"How did you end up with that old man?"
After Captain America left satisfied with the recipe, Tony couldn't help but secretly approach Finney and ask.
"What do you mean 'end up with'!"
Finney rolled his eyes at Tony and explained, "I was just teaching him how to make fried chicken rolls."
"Speaking of which, I haven't had any in ages. Give me one!"
Hearing this, Tony suddenly felt a little hungry. He knew that Finney's 'Jinji Fried Chicken Roll' could be made anytime, anywhere without limit, so he immediately asked for one.
"..."
Finney was somewhat speechless, but still summoned two more for him, then asked, "Is your suit repaired?"
"Just some minor damage."
Tony was still brooding over the previous battle, eating a chicken wrap as he said, "Even if you hadn't intervened, I would have had a way to deal with that protagonist of Point Break!"
Finney glanced at Tony without saying a word. In truth, even he wasn't entirely confident of truly defeating Thor, otherwise he wouldn't have used his hammer to threaten him.
Watching Tony devour his chicken wrap, Finney suddenly thought of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's food and asked, "By the way, if you have time, could you give me some more of your Arc Reactor?"
"Your little pet?"
Tony was taken aback, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Yes!"
Finney nodded.
"What exactly do you keep?"
Tony hadn't wanted to ask, but half a year had passed, and he couldn't suppress his curiosity any longer.
"Want to know?"
Finney glanced at Tony. He had originally planned to practice his skills and gather enough experience, but seeing Tony's expression, he figured it would be better to let him fill that last gap.
"If you mind, then forget it!"
Tony shook his head.
"It's alright, but this place is too small. Put on your armor, and I'll show you to it."
Hearing Finney's words, Tony became even more curious. He didn't find it troublesome and immediately returned to his room to put on his armor, ready to meet the pet.
But just as Finney was about to open the portal, Nick Fury's summons suddenly came.
"Everyone assemble!"
The two exchanged a glance. Tony, no longer caring about the pet, prepared to rush to the conference room.
Finney frowned. He was only a tiny bit of experience away from his seventh draw. He had originally planned to draw his seventh skill before the operation.
However, Finney didn't know the purpose of Nick Fury's summons and decided to go and see what was going on first.
Soon, everyone in the conference room was present. Except for Finney, everyone wore a serious expression. Finney was floating low in the air using his Flying Technique, gaining skill experience while waiting for Nick Fury to explain the reason for the summons.
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