Chapter 93 Steve

Rong Huan wanted to catch this guy and beat him up. He was speechless.

"What are you thinking about? I just want this night."

The system assistant breathed a sigh of relief and readily supported the host's spending behavior. After all, points are equal to energy.

The prop flashed white and disappeared into the living room.

Rong Huan finally asked

"What is the Papa Peacekeeping Project?"

Tony Stark seemed to be awakened at this moment, under Rong Huan's deliberate changes.

He subconsciously felt that Rong Huan was a partner and comrade-in-arms rather than a daughter.

He pursed his lips and explained in silence for a long time.

"The peacekeeping project is an abandoned project that Banner and I revived. Using artificial intelligence to assist within a controllable range can better protect the world."

He thought of Steve's look today and continued,

"Avengers will experience professional burnout. I just want to... resolve these dangers before irreversible damage occurs."

Rong Huan suddenly thought of the end of the dream. She saw the ruins on the ground a second before she woke up. Steve opened his eyes wide, his face covered with blood, and struggled to utter two words,

“Run!”

Rong Huan shuddered and looked at Stark with a frown.

Tony Stark's self-destructive tendencies are clearly revealed in the quiet living room.

The invasion of the Qiritas had always lingered in his dreams, and it was common for him to suffer from insomnia all night.

This is also the reason why the peacekeeping project was restarted.

Somehow Rong Huan suddenly remembered a post she had read in her previous life.

The content is still fresh in my memory. The original poster posted:

"If you see the phrase 'a mortal body can rival the gods', who is the first thing that comes to your mind?"

There were a variety of responses in the comments section, but the most popular comment was this:

"Only Iron Man, this sentence is for him"

Those who disagreed immediately drowned out this comment, and the comments piled up higher and higher, and soon that sentence could no longer be seen.

Rong Huan just thought it was a joke, but when she really stood in front of Iron Man, she suddenly realized that what the man said was right.

With a mortal body, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods, which is exactly what Iron Man is about.

Tony's silhouette was cut in the moonlight, and the reaction on his chest in the semi-darkness formed the most unique light.

The light that is enough to break the darkness is the heart of the Iron Man.

Rong Huan understood the reason for the stagnation tonight from Tony's few words.

She didn't act like an innocent child as usual, but spoke calmly.

"Pa...Tony, if all the responsibilities are placed on one person, he will collapse sooner or later."

"This is not a failure. Peacekeeping programs exist to protect humanity. What distinguishes right from wrong is the human heart."

She paused, and said word by word.

"Steve's not right, you don't always screw up."

"Not in my eyes."

Tony raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion and powerlessness.

Rong Huan stood on tiptoe and covered Tony's eyes. Her childish voice was especially clear in the living room.

"Now I know what it means to be a mortal being on par with gods. I am very happy to be your daughter."

She took two steps back and chuckled.

"The enemy can destroy your house and your equipment, but they can't destroy the fact that you are Iron Man."

As he said this, he snapped his fingers, and the prop took effect. Rong Huan's figure was erased from Tony's memory of tonight.

The next day, Iron Man got up early in good spirits. He could not remember anyone from last night at all.

But the man's words stayed in his mind.

The severe PTSD I had during this period seems to have eased a little, at least I had no dreams last night.

Rong Huan was giving psychological counseling to her father last night, but she couldn't sleep when she returned to bed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of everyone covered in blood appeared in front of her eyes. She just sat on the bed like this until dawn.

While eating, Wanda and Pietro walked out of the elevator door. They stayed in the school for one night yesterday at the invitation of Laser Eyes.

Four people played games until midnight. Being still young, they didn't know what sleepiness was.

The two siblings walked out in good condition, talking and laughing, unaware of what happened last night.

Rong Huan yawned for the fifth time this morning, her eyes sparkling.

Seeing Wanda and Pietro greet each other weakly,

"Good morning."

Pietro sat down next to her.

"You don't seem to be well. Did you not sleep well?"

Rong Huan hummed and mechanically stuffed the bread into his mouth.

Steve came out of the room with a towel around his neck.

Rong Huan saw that he was looking serious, swallowed the food in a few bites, and jumped off the chair.

Come to think of it, she seems to have grown a lot taller recently. I thought she needed help, but now she can jump down by herself.

The system assistant who absorbs a lot of energy specifically to replenish the host's body has hidden his merits and fame.

Rong Huan grabbed Steve's clothes and smiled harmlessly.

"Uncle Steve, can you teach me some tricks?"

Steve was originally wondering why the little girl suddenly said this, but when he glanced at her fair face, he suddenly understood.

He held Rong Huan's hand and walked towards the training room, saying,

"Then can I teach you something simple?"

Rong Huan nodded obediently.

Rong Huan stood barefoot in the middle of the training room floor, with the tall Captain America in front of him.

After explaining it in detail, he began to demonstrate, and Rong Huan followed suit.

But when I punch, I yell like the Taekwondo I watched in my previous life.

"Hey!" Uppercut

"Ha!" Kick back

The child cried in a baby voice, and his movements, which he thought were powerful, looked like meow punches to Steve.

Steve could barely conceal the upturned corner of his mouth, and couldn't correct Zheng Ronghuan's crooked movements.

Jarvis was looking at the ceiling quietly. The smart butler was always calm and composed.

But the calm housekeeper turned on the recording function and put the video into a private file.

Rong Huan was panting after the set of movements, and her bright almond-shaped eyes looked at Steve expectantly.

Captain America raised his thumb unscrupulously and rubbed the little girl's head affectionately.

The two of them stayed in the training room for quite a while. Steve wiped the sweat off the man.

"That's all for today. We'll continue training tomorrow."

Rong Huan nodded, rubbed her sore muscles quietly, and asked the moment Steve turned around:

"Uncle Steve, why did you say that to Papa yesterday?"

Steve paused, didn't answer the question, just smiled and opened the door.

But Rong Huan didn't move and continued to stare at Steve, as if to imply that he would just stand there until he said something.

The two men were in a stalemate for a few minutes. Steve was the first to give in and squatted in front of the child.

"But did that scare you? Sorry, I just..."

Rong Huan interrupted him.

"But isn't it papa who should be apologizing?"

Steve was stunned. Rong Huan lowered her voice, not sounding like a child.

"Uncle Steve, I heard that people who know each other well know how to hurt each other the most. Is that the case with you?"