Being a Digigod at Marvel

A week passed, and Nick's team dug out nine digital eggs from the ruins of Zola's laboratory without telling Hydra.

With the help of Cannon Bee, Natasha easily found Captain America's crashed plane and rescued Steve Rogers, who had been frozen into a popsicle for 70 years.

Afterwards, Nick brought the newly formed team and Captain America to the small base he built with public funds.

After being closely monitored by the Cannon Beemon, within a week, 13 new agents in the team were caught secretly transmitting information to the outside world. This team finally gained Nick's initial trust.

Steve Rogers also woke up during this period.

But he still couldn't accept the fact that he had slept for 70 years.

She still owed Paige a dance, so why when she woke up, her niece was almost as old as Paige back then?

"What? Still can't accept the changes in this world?"

Seeing his idol sitting in a chair in a daze, Coulson stepped forward, thinking of trying to enlighten him.

After all, Nick Fury is the director of SHIELD and cannot remain missing for a long time, so he temporarily handed over the command of this small base to Coulson.

"It's hard to accept that the changes in the past 70 years are greater than the changes in the previous 700 years."

Steve smiled bitterly. It had been three days since he woke up. Only now could he simply use his mobile phone and search the Internet for changes in the past 70 years.

"I'm very sorry about this, captain! I can't say anything about my feelings without conscience. This kind of feeling that things are different and people are different cannot be understood by putting yourself in someone else's place."

"But Captain, do you believe in fate?"

Steve shook his head, then nodded.

"I didn't believe it at first, because if fate existed, I wouldn't have been chosen by Dr. Erskine to become a super soldier."

"But now fate has played a huge joke on me!"

Coulson reached out and patted Steve's shoulder, suppressing his inner excitement and said: "Captain, if it was fate that made you wake up in this era, then there must be a reason. For example, Hydra!"

"What? Hydra? Isn't the war over a long time ago? Didn't the Allies defeat the Japanese? Hasn't Hydra not been wiped out yet?"

Steve stood up from the chair, grabbed Colson's collar, and said excitedly.

"Captain, calm down first!"

Coulson looked like he knew this would happen, but at least now Steve was thinking about Hydra and wouldn't think about it anymore.

Next, Coulson explained to Steve everything after his accident, including the establishment of the Science and Strategy Corps and SHIELD, Project Paperclip and the rebirth of Hydra.

"So, the world's most powerful spy organization is actually Hydra?"

"Well, not entirely, otherwise the director wouldn't have screened out these little guys."

Steve shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his confused brain.

"In that case, please let me help you to destroy Hydra again!"

Coulson took Steve's outstretched right hand.

"Welcome to join us, Captain!"

"But what can I do?"

In the three days since he woke up, Steve had a rough understanding of the world 70 years from now.

But even if it was just like this, he also understood that now is not the time for super soldiers to rule the roost.

In the past, he could destroy a battlefield by charging with one person and one motorcycle, along with dozens of Howling Commandos.

But it is no longer possible for such things to happen in modern battles, and individual bravery is insignificant in front of the army.

Of course, this is because Steve has not seen Hulk's performance, and his understanding of Digimon is limited to the nine cute creatures in the base holding milk bottles every day.

Otherwise, he may not easily come to such a conclusion.

"Actually, we don't know either!"

Colson frowned, his face sinking, and handed his phone to Steve.

The video played on the phone was the battle that took place in New Mexico. The powerful power displayed by the Destroyer, Molecule Beast, and Thor Beast made Steve feel that his whole outlook was ruined.

But what surprised him the most was how the hawk-headed guy in the video looked more and more like him.

A uniform that is 60% similar, a shield that is 80% similar, and the unique skill of throwing the shield back to his hand. This is a unique skill that he learned after being beaten by gangsters in an alley for many years.

"Did you see it, Captain? Aliens, Digimon, our world is facing new challenges. Faced with such challenges, there is no difference between people 70 years ago and people 70 years later."

"Is that so? I see that the Digimon who is acting very useful seems to be a human partner, and the man with the mustache seems to care about him very much?"

"Yes, and this man is quite related to you. He is Howard Stark's son - Tony Stark."

"Really?" Steve's eyes widened with an unbelievable expression on his face, "Howard guy actually knows how to get married. I want to see what kind of woman can win over a playboy like him. "

Seeing Steve come out of his depressed mood, Coulson felt relieved a lot and began to chat casually, introducing the changes over the years to the other person from time to time.

While the two were chatting, a Digimon in the distance that had finished drinking milk was attracted by the two of them. It put its tail on the ground and jumped towards the two of them.

This is an infant Stage 2 Digimon, with a golden body, no hands and feet, a long tail behind it, a body like a cat's head, and a collar-like membrane wrapped around the neck of an umbrella lizard. among the scarves.

"Hello, can you play with me?"

The wrinkled beast used its tail to hook Steve's palm and said coquettishly.

"Ah...this?"

Steve looked at Coulson with pleading eyes. His ability to accept was not that strong yet, and he had not yet accepted the existence of Digimon.

But this little guy is so cute, there shouldn't be any danger, right?

Seeing Colson's encouraging eyes, Steve held his tail and shook it up and down like a handshake.

"Hello, what's your name?"

"My name is Foldmon, what's yours?"

The wrinkled beast stared at Steve with his cute big eyes, and he could feel that there was something on the other person that was attracting him.

"My name is Steve, Steve Rogers!"

"Hello Steve, let's go play together?"

Folded Beast happily jumped into Steve's arms, laughing.

Steve was infected by his emotions and laughed too. He couldn't help but lift the palm of his right hand from the Fold Beast's head like a cat.

This was a big deal, the Fold Beast's whole body glowed with white light, and its size gradually expanded.

Steve was at a loss and had to put him on the ground.

"How is this going?"

Steve turned to look at Colson, only to find that Colson's eyes were extremely excited.

"Is this evolution?"

"Foldmon evolves, Cubmon."

The light dissipated, and a little lion appeared with a red flaming mane on its head and a gold necklace inlaid with emeralds around its neck, and then jumped into Steve's arms.

"Steve, play with me!"