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

Chapter 96 Cultural Exports from the East and Troublemakers!

The jeep sped across the wilderness, the wind whistling past our ears.

Steve sat in the back seat of the jeep with Qian Chen. He turned his head to look at the scenery rushing past outside the window, his innocent eyes revealing an uncontrollable excitement.

But as the excitement gradually faded, a deep sense of worry inevitably arose in the depths of his heart.

After all, family members know their own affairs!

Steve was acutely aware of his own weakness and vulnerability, and a strong sense of responsibility made him fearful that he would fail Captain Patriot's expectations.

He turned his gaze back to the window, silently lowering his head without saying a word, as if he were sitting on pins and needles, feeling extremely uneasy.

"Steve, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Qian Chen asked softly.

He could sense Steve's current confusion.

The Steve of today is not the seasoned American veteran he will be in the future; neither his personal experience nor his temperament allow him to remain calm and composed for the time being.

Obviously.

Steve urgently needs psychological counseling!

"I'm sorry, Captain. I am indeed a little confused—"

"To be honest, I'm very afraid of letting you down."

"Although I hate to admit it, as Colonel Phillips said, I do have some physical deficiencies."

"My colleagues are all top elites from various units, and I'm just a lucky one who stumbled upon this opportunity—"

Steve didn't dare to look up, nervously clutching the hem of his clothes. When his inner desires and the helplessness of reality intertwined, he couldn't be sure if he really had the ability to persevere!

Qian Chen keenly noticed Steve's unusual behavior and asked with a smile, "Steve, why do you think so many elites have been gathered for this training camp selection?"

Steve seemed thoughtful upon hearing this, recalling what Colonel Phillips had said outside the recruit training camp earlier, and subconsciously murmured, "Choose the best one?"

Qian Chen raised an eyebrow: "That's not quite accurate. The real purpose is actually to select the most suitable person!"

"So what kind of person do you think is the most suitable?"

Steve shook his head, puzzled. "I don't know. If what Colonel Phillips said is true, the strongest warrior should be the one he thinks is most suitable!"

Qian Chen smirked, his gaze lowered, exuding an air of dominance as he said, "Is there even a need to choose? No one is stronger than me!"

"If we're just picking the strongest, even if everyone in the training base were tied together, they wouldn't be enough for me to fight with one hand—so strength is just a bonus, not a requirement!"

Upon hearing this, Steve couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

According to this logic, it seems that I don't have no chance after all?

Seeing Steve regain his confidence, Qian Chen didn't mind giving him a few more pointers: "Steve, the winner of this training camp will be the first participant in the military's Rebirth Project. If the experiment is successful, the participant will automatically qualify to participate in the Divine Weapon Project!"

"Whether it's the Super Soldier Serum from the Rebirth Project or the Divine Weapon Power from the Divine Weapon Project, both can grant a person unimaginable strength for a short period of time!"

"So the problems you worry about are never the real problems. What's important is always how to become the master of this powerful force, not its slave!"

Qian Chen patted Steve on the shoulder, his expression serious, and said, "Do you remember the spirit of chivalry I talked to you about in the alley? Punishing the strong and eliminating the evil is the essence of righteousness; the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people! With great power comes great responsibility!"

Steve's eyes were unfocused as he fell into deep thought.

He kept repeating Qian Chen's admonition about chivalry, muttering repeatedly, "With great power comes great responsibility," his eyes growing brighter and his gaze more resolute.

They were as determined as if they wanted to join an organization!

Qian Chen nodded slightly upon seeing this.

The first step in exporting Eastern culture has been accomplished!

Once Steve becomes the leader of America, America will eventually resemble the Eastern Continent!

Therefore, to subdue the enemy without fighting is the quintessence of skill!

The tires screeched as they braked to a stop.

This wild driving style can be described as a characteristic of America, but it's definitely not a good habit.

Successfully arrived at the training base.

Qian Chen opened the car door and led Steve out of the car.

Colonel Phillips got out of another car; the old man was still sulking because of Steve, so he sat alone for a while.

There was no need for him and Qian Chen to squeeze into the same car.

Now that we've arrived at the training camp, it's Colonel Phillips' home turf, so we naturally have to follow his habits.

Colonel Phillips took the lead, entering the base first and immediately sounding the whistle for the entire army to assemble.

Tap tap tap, the entire base came to life in an instant.

The soldiers quickly rushed out of their tents, tacitly arranged themselves into formation, and accepted Phillips's inspection.

Orders must be obeyed without question.

As expected of the elite troops selected from the Allied forces!

Phillips glanced at Qian Chen with a hint of pride, his old face unable to hide his smugness, as if he wanted to prove that such a warrior was the best choice for the Rebirth Project.

Qian Chen smiled in response, clearly not taking it to heart.

However, the smile seemed somewhat perfunctory, which immediately made Colonel Phillips feel a little uncomfortable!

Now that the old rogue was on his home turf, his eyes darted around and a plan formed in his mind. He intended to use his group of unruly elites to give Qian Chen a hard time.

"Attention!"

At the command, all the soldiers stood up straight.

Colonel Phillips paced back and forth, then began introducing Qian Chen and Steve to the group of soldiers: "You little rascals, the officer standing before you now is Captain Chen Qian, the patriotic captain from the East!"

"Captain Qian will be in charge of some of your training programs from now on, and standing next to him is Steve Rogers, a special talent recruited by Captain Qian, and one of your most formidable competitors in the future!"

"Now let's welcome Captain Money and Steve!"

The words had barely left his lips.

Only a sparse ovation rang out at the scene.

obviously.

The elites who came to participate in the training and selection were very individualistic. The vast majority of them were proud and arrogant, and they believed in the supremacy of the strong and looked down on those who were weaker than them.

Steve was obviously a weakling at first glance, while Qian Chen, although he looked strong, was the type who looked thin in clothes. Visually, he was naturally not as good as the big, muscular men that the West had always admired!

Good morning, soldiers! It's nice to meet you!

Qian Chen remained calm and greeted him with a smile.

But what they got in return was a chorus of whistles and boos.

The soldiers were clearly excited, and the once disciplined ranks instantly descended into chaos.

It's common knowledge that troublemakers are a common sight in American troops. Without a doubt, Gilmore Hodge was the most troublesome among these soldiers.

"Hey, you yellow-skinned monkey, and that little kid standing next to you who looks like he's selling his butt, go home and play!"

"This is the barracks of the tough Amili men, not a place for trash like you to play house!"

"Or rather—are you two hoping for the Daddies' favor?"

Someone started it, and suddenly a barrage of foul language filled the air.

Several hairy guys even winked at Steve and made obscene gestures with their hands.

These American soldiers are no pushovers; they really wouldn't mind helping Steve clear his bowels.

Poor Steve felt a sudden tightness in his anus. He swallowed hard, his mind already conjuring up the horrific scene of himself being brutally violated by a group of burly men.

Qian Chen raised an eyebrow, seemingly unconcerned.

You can find scoundrels everywhere; expecting them to be civilized is like hoping the sun will rise in the west.

The soldiers were uncouth, but Captain Qian was always polite: "Soldier, please step forward!"

Gilmore Hodge walked out with a grin, Qian Chen's top hat adding to his imposing presence. He said with an air of nonchalant sarcasm, "What? Is the officer trying to teach me a lesson?"

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He chuckled and patted his chest, teetering on the edge of disaster: "Oh, please, punish me severely—"