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S.H.I.E.L.D. moved quickly, and soon after, a black scholar visited Eric's temporary residence.

"Andrew." After shaking hands, he was about thirty years old, and although he was dark-skinned, he had a good demeanor, and he looked like a good scholar except for a hint of hidden tiredness.

After prior understanding and face-to-face observation, the psychologist had already roughly guessed the temperament of his target, so he no longer hid it and directly stated his intentions.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has commissioned me to do a psychological evaluation for you to see if you are fully healthy, Captain Rogers has undergone such a procedure before, this is their rule. Isn't it a bit dull? ”

"It's okay, understandable." Eric, of course, didn't care, he was pouring drinks for his guests at this time. "Guys like us are like released felons, and if we want to reintegrate into society, we have to be assessed as a threat."

His words sounded like complaints, but his tone was as light-hearted as usual.

This attitude is not surprising, there is a capable special work wife, S.H.I.E.L.D. Style Andrew knows a lot, and the treatment like Eric is already excellent, if his ability is poor, and he has not made enough contributions, maybe what awaits him is a special prison instead of living in a leisurely New York neighborhood. However, due to the current situation of the private community, he was not in the mood to defend the secret service, took the cup handed to him, and explained his work casually.

"Actually, it's not that serious, it's just a street questionnaire-style survey, they don't know anything about your superpowers, they only know that they are very powerful, so they will care a little more than usual, but I can guarantee that it will not involve your personal secrets. Private, I am only responsible to you. ”

The psychologist was very good at talking, and could unify himself and the other person's position in a few words, but Eric could sense his sincerity, so he smiled and raised his glass to the scholar opposite.

Through the amber cup, Eric noticed that a tiny device was quietly sending radio waves from the button of his shirt on Andrew's chest.

The early stage of the survey went smoothly, as the psychologist assured, it was half done in less than a quarter of an hour, and Andrew's attitude was not particularly formal, just holding the questionnaire in one hand and a pen in the other hand to write and draw on the questionnaire form, and chatting casually with Eric by the way.

"I have provided psychological services for many people, generally speaking, the more outstanding the ability in a certain aspect of the person is more likely to produce cognitive errors due to loneliness, I personally understand this misunderstanding as psychological imbalance, their strength has surpassed ordinary people, but the heart is still looking at themselves as ordinary people, just like a state-of-the-art car, with a super high-power engine and a solid shell, but the driver's technology does not match the hardware, so it is obviously easy to lose control and affect the people around you. Can you tell me what kind of person you think you are? ”

"That's a good question." Eric sat sideways on the couch, slowly savoring the liquid in his glass. Nietzsche expressed the idea in Zarathustra that man should be something that is transcended, that all living things have created something beyond themselves, and that the evolution from animals to humans is like a rising tide in a great tide. For humans, apes are a laughing stock or a painful disgrace; And for Superman, it's the same with people. ”

"You think of yourself as a superman, and you think of people as a laughing stock and a shame?" Andrew asked tentatively, drawing a question mark on the form.

"No, that's Nietzsche's idea, and as we all know, he's just an ordinary person." Eric denied it. "In fact, I admit that I am a superman in the sense of the word, and I identify myself in my heart as a big man who can influence the fate of many people."

"Including yourself?"

"Yes, to a certain extent, I think it's similar to everybody."

"Knowing oneself correctly is good for mental health, and a person may not be able to determine his future, but at least he can determine his present...... Of course, it's not easy to do, and it's really hard to break habits. The psychologist sighed slightly, ticked off the form, and moved on to the next question.

"What do you think of the people around you...... Like Agent Fitz and Agent Simonster? ”

"Lovely young man, smart and kind." Thinking back to the pair of rookies, Eric Mo rubbed his cup and commented casually. "Fitz is very strong, Zhenma is very aggressive, and it is rare that they all have their own bottom line, which is rare in the secret service."

"You value character over ability?" Andrew asked casually, the tip of his pen pointing to the next item in the table.

"Not necessarily." Eric shook his head and put the cup back on the table. "Here we may have some differences in perception that need to be communicated. I want to know, how to judge a person's character in your heart, and is there a quantitative evaluation standard? If not, how do you determine whether a person is good or bad? If so, how do you measure the level of different individuals? ”

Andrew frowned, the question that made him put aside his work for a moment and think about it.

"Frankly, it's a big headache." The psychologist touched his chin and said. "There is a lot of flexibility in character evaluation, and there are differences in the standards of different evaluators, so it is normal for the same person to have different evaluations. This is not a simple conclusion that can be reached by paying a few more dollars in tips after a meal to win more favor, or by testing a person's conscience with different amounts of money. Bad morals are a hazard, but too much bounty can also foster human inertia, just as too much vitamin intake can hinder the body's own synthetic mechanisms. All I can say is that I agree with the idea that with great power comes great responsibility, as opposed to superpowers. ”

"It's a popular idea, but it's a false proposition." Eric raised an eyebrow. "You just admitted that too much favor can foster inertia, but your starting point is always on the side of ordinary people, it seems that only superpowers are responsible for the obligation to change, but the world does not belong only to superpowers, and every member of it is responsible. Not everyone wants to live under the wing of someone else, and the imposed responsibility is like a moral kidnapping, a burden for both parties. ”

"But from another point of view, it is just a simple inspirational word, not some kind of standard or criterion, maybe such a sentence can awaken the sense of heroism of people with superpowers, and motivate them to use their own power to take corresponding responsibilities." Andrew argued.

"If there is a responsibility, who has given it responsibility?" Eric spread his hands and smiled. "Good conduct should be an inner pursuit or self-restraint, not a fixed obligation; Superpowers are also not assets that need to be taxed to the federal government. Even if it were, according to the principle of equality of rights and duties, the person who owns it does not have to accept the obligation that must be undertaken before acquiring the corresponding right. ”

"You don't want to be a hero?" Andrew guessed.

"I just don't want to dance to someone else's baton." Eric said with narrowed eyes.

If a superpowered person like him needs to adapt to society, then the public should also learn to adapt to his existence.

What the former reincarnation needs is freedom, how can they be constrained by other forces, and even if there is, it should be out of exchange of interests rather than unilateral restrictions.

If society generally does not accept this view, then it is natural that someone will teach the public that they need protection.

The psychological evaluation was quickly completed, and Andrew summed it up and gave Eric a result that was neither bad nor bad - no vandalism tendencies, but also no enthusiasm for public welfare. Although this evaluation is not high, it is very consistent with his record of behavior in S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury and others do not expect him to be as loyal to the country and willing to sacrifice and sacrifice as Captain America, as long as he does not go to the opposite side, so this result is acceptable.

From that day on, the vast majority of surveillance was lifted, and only a few deeply hidden measures were still in effect.

And Fitz and Simmons, two rookies who were temporarily appointed, may also be transferred.

"Are we going back to the academy, or are we going to be transferred somewhere else?" Eric is out, and Fitz and Simmons privately speculate that he can't talk too much about irrelevant things to Eric due to agent discipline, but from the bottom of his heart, he really wants to stay and experience what it's like to be a superhero again.

The good impression left on him by saving the two women last time will be unforgettable, and if Andrew is giving him a psychological evaluation, Fitz must be able to get a high score that is not inferior to Steve.

Simmons' reaction was almost close, as she had been staring at her lab lately, puzzled by the difficulties she was struggling with.

"Ah, I want to stay!" She tugged at her long hair in annoyance, as if she wanted to pull it off with her troubles. "I bet that if I went somewhere else, it would never be easier to get in touch with superheroes here, there are too many experts in the biology lab, and I can only start as an assistant researcher when I go, and I don't want to be alone in a short period of time. Maybe we should find a way to stay? ”

"Good idea, I think we can try it." Fitz clapped his hands vigorously and was about to consider how to phrase it when the sound of glass breaking came from outside.

The two rookies glanced at each other, quickly reacted, drew their weapons from under the table, and cautiously walked into the next room.

Then they saw Spider-Man in a black bodysuit and a man in a blue striped top swing through the air at the same time, crashing through the glass and rolling onto the floor.

"I don't want to hurt you, you'd better let me go." The blue-striped man said with a frown, carrying a heavy travel bag in his hand, which could be seen through the unpulled corners with a large number of bundled bills.

"Looks like I have to remind you that this piece is in my hands." Ignoring the owner of the room, Spider-Man said contemptuously.

They confronted each other, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out. r1152