"I don't voluntarily accept this identity, but someone always needs to inherit our original voluntary, right?"

Smith Zhou leaned on the back of the chair and calmly made a look of unscrupulous behavior. But facing his style, Stark immediately sneered.

"So, you told me so many old stories, just to tell me, are you the choice of destiny? Are you the most qualified ruler?"

"This is not what I decided, Mr. Stark, this is the result that humans really need."

With his face tense and straightened his waist, Smith Zhou hugged his arms and began to look at Stark in front of him with a stern look. He seemed to be explaining for himself, but more like teaching the man in front of him a lesson.

"Since the First Emperor, I began to exile myself. The success and destruction of my ideals once made me confused and did not know how to go on this path. For this reason, I left my hometown and embarked on the land of the Western world. There, I saw the stupidity of Caesar, the arrogance of Nero, the greed of the pope, and the inferiority roots that mortal kings would never learn and could not be changed."

"Humans, especially those with shallow eyelids, are like cancers once they are in high positions. They focus all their energy on intrigue and fighting for each other's interests. However, they have never been willing to consider even the future of the human race and the direction of the world."

"This is true for a generation, and this is true for a generation. Even those kings and wise rulers who are praised as heroes are no exception."

"But there are always exceptions, aren't it? Just like the kings you highly praised. Since humans can have such figures in past history, they will definitely have similar talents after that. Wouldn't such a person be more suitable for a ruler than you?"

Stark retorted that he was not scared by Smith Zhou's eyes. In his opinion, all this Smith Zhou said was just an excuse, a reason he found for his ambitions. He didn't mind tearing off this mask and revealing his naked true face. So his words were very direct.

"Indeed, there will always be such guys among humans, but they will be more suitable than me, which may not be possible. I have assisted or seen many outstanding people you call, but they have not escaped the barriers that an ordinary monarch should have."

"It's like I've killed Celtic's God King, snatched the sword of victory from his hands and handed it to the king of Great Britain. Yes, I've assisted him with Merlin's name, hoping that he could defeat Rome as the King of Great Britain, subvert the divine power of Christ, and unify the entire Europe. However, he had only ideals but no means, so that he could not even control the knights under his command, and eventually died and destroyed the country."

"I have seen the prophet who held the sword in the Middle East and the scriptures in the other. He is a rare intelligent man, with no lack of wisdom, means, strength, and ambition, but even he has not been able to do what I want to see. He is immersed in the beautiful dream of self-God, and would rather watch his fellow men kneel at his feet and worship him foolishly as gods than share his wisdom, so that they can have the ability to open up the future."

"Zhu Yuanzhang of the Eastern Ming Dynasty and Louis XIV of the Sun King, these people finally disappointed me. They may be wise or wise. However, life span, family affection and other constraints have made them eventually look like they disappointed me. Power is poison, Mr. Stark. When those people hold golden cups filled with this poison and drink it all in one go, even if they are not affected by this poison for a while, they will inevitably be corroded by this poison in the long run. At this point, I can tell you clearly that there are no exceptions. It is precisely because of the absence of exceptions that I am so disappointed that I have to stand up and take over this heavy burden."

"No one needs you to take over this burden, sir. The times have changed. Now is the era of cooking. Human beings now do not need the rule of the kings you call them. We have our own system, and we have become better by our own strength. Therefore, even without you standing up and without your so-called gifts, we can create the future by ourselves. This is not the reason for you to do these things, Mr. Zhou. The things you do are not for humanity, but for yourself. You are satisfying your own selfishness. You are an unreasonable madman!"

Smith Zhou's story made Stark feel a little creepy. He didn't believe that there would be such a terrifying shadow behind the familiar stories, but reason told him that it was all true. A monster, a ghost from ancient times, was entrenched in their history, constantly using his own methods to change the world. This terrible fact made him feel a worry that he could not sleep just by thinking about it.

He realized why this guy could do so many terrifying things without changing his face. Because he was already crazy, because of his own disillusionment of his ideals, because of the torment that he kept thirsty but could never get.

Stark could understand this feeling. A person with great ideals would be like this when facing such cruel facts. But the difference is that this guy is unique because he has accumulated too much power, and this power is enough to subvert the world.

A madman is not scary, what is scary is that a madman controls huge power. Stark doesn't want to see the world on which he lives is brought to the abyss by a madman, so he can only muster up the courage and try to wake him up.

"The era of dish boiling? Mr. Stark, are you emitting your talent for humor?"

If it were the kind of person who could be persuaded by a few words, Smith Zhou would not have wandered in this world for thousands of years for an ideal. The long-standing wish accumulated over the past few thousand years had already made him paranoid enough, and the knowledge brought to him for a long time made it almost impossible for him to be convinced. In terms of reasoning, he would not be worse than anyone else. So when Stark used the excuse of cooking to refute him, he almost immediately laughed at Stark.

"Don't tell me about the dish boil, Stark. That makes me sick. Do you still understand what the dish boil is that you call for? Power is just a different way and continues to be kept in the hands of a few people. And the so-called dish boil is nothing more than the pretentious act of the people in power throwing out a little leftovers. The stupid people are immersed in this false illusion without knowing it, and even think that they have power in their hands. It's really ridiculous. If power is really in their hands, then why does it shed their blood whenever they need to shed blood, rather than those high-ranking capitalists and bureaucrats?"

Smith Zhou's criticism of Dian Zhuan made Stark speechless. He was a capitalist and a bureaucrat, so of course he knew what kind of bitch the so-called Dian Zhuan was. Westerners treated Dian Zhuan as a layer of skin and draped it on their bodies for two hundred years. They themselves were used to it, and even really thought that it was Dian Zhuan. But to tear the skin open and how dirty it was inside was definitely not something that could be ignored. Some people might really turn a blind eye to him, but Stark couldn't do it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a big move to rectify the government and social structure in the country.

But at this time he couldn't bow his head, because if he lowered his head on this excuse, then he would have no reason to convince Smith Zhou. So he could only toughen his neck and continue to say to Smith Zhou.

"But we are indeed improving. Yes, I don't deny that cooking has become the cloak of some people. But you can't deny that there are indeed people in this world trying to sprinkle the light of cooking onto the world. I did so much not for one's selfish desires, I changed the whole country, nor for false illusions to be blinded by everyone's lives forever. Agree, Smith Zhou. Acknowledge that the world does not require you to get on the right track, and acknowledge that everything you do is superfluous. Those terrible things, those creepy behaviors, you have done too much, it's time to stop!"

"I have to say that, Mr. Stark, you really did unexpectedly. I thought you were just a self-satisfied playboy, even if you became a hero, it was just for the sake of peacock-like show-off. I admit that I underestimated you, or I didn't expect that you would stand up and take over the mess in America."

"That was a big trouble. After all, there were too many remnants of plans. According to the plan, it should be the beginning of the collapse and separation of the United States, just like the Soviet Union. But what is surprising is that you stopped everything and changed her with a surprising determination to transform her and transform her."

"This is the reason why I'm willing to talk to you so much at this time, because I see a trait, a unique attribute in you. Just like Steve said, you are a qualified leader. It's just that you have chosen the wrong path now, and what I hope is that you won't go further and further on this path. You need someone to guide you and lead you back to the right path."

"And you are that person, right?" Smith Zhou's words were interrupted. Stark obviously did not have any extra favors for him because of his praise. Because what he had done before and the sins he committed were destined to not have any favors for such a person.

This is something that cannot be changed by a mere lofty ideal. No matter how good the ideal is, it is meaningless if your hands are covered with blood. Because the ideal will fade away from the color of the filth, and even if it becomes reality, it will probably only look completely different.

Stark knew this very well, so he would never have any interest in Smith Zhou's guidance. On the contrary, because of his words, he suddenly thought of something else.

"You should have said that bastard Steve too. Did he believe these crazy words of yours?"

"I did say something similar to Steve, but it's not the same as what you said."

It is not surprising that Stark expressed his rejection. If he could simply accept his proposal, then Smith Zhou would feel that there was a ghost? It is not so easy to impress a proud and awkward person, so after changing to a more comfortable sitting position, he said to Stark.

"Steve Rogers, I knew him much earlier than you. I already knew him when I was a German officer. Of course, we were hostile at that time. But this did not prevent us from having a candid exchange."

"What to communicate, exchange experiences of betrayal and massacre of innocent people?"

"Don't get me wrong. Hydra in World War II has nothing to do with me. Hitler was a lunatic. Schmidt, who took over Hydra in an accident, was also a lunatic. These two lunatics fought an absolutely stupid war, and I had no intention or idea to participate in this completely meaningless war itself. ** Don't count the bad things that Hydra did at that time. And my communication with Steve was also very pure."

After waving his hand, Smith Zhou gave a rough outline of their conversation.

"Communication about the future of mankind, about the various stupid things that mankind committed in that era. Germany in World War II was stupid. He played an evil role and fought a war that was absolutely wrong in both motivation and opponents at a wrong time. This is undoubtedly true. If it were not for me who had been undermined at that time and lost power, Hitler was Schmitt, which might not have had such a chance to make stupid. However, this does not mean that Germany had played the same role before."

"Germany in the First World War cannot be said to be innocent, nor is it an unforgivable existence. It can only be said that different countries and different forces use human flesh and blood to fight each other for the sake of interests. And all wars in the past are almost the same. Justice and evil? This is not important, interests are eternal. For the sake of interests, the bones of countless people are buried in it."

"So I asked Steve a question like this. Should he continue to be a hero in this war with interests, or is he a different hero for the future of mankind? Of course, I got the answer I wanted."

"It's because of this that he joined you damn Hydras and became a bloody executioner with both hands? Sorry, I don't believe a word of what you said."

Stark still refused. This stubborn attitude made Smith Zhou feel a headache. He couldn't help but slapped his forehead and asked him with a wry smile.
Chapter completed!