Chapter 216. World Expo

"Dio Brando?"

Looking up at the handsome man with blonde hair and white skin, even the doctor couldn't resist showing his amazement. The other man's appearance could be worthy of being one of those stars in the movies.

Returning to his senses, the doctor glanced down at the information in his hands before proceeding with the usual questions, "What kind of work does your father do?"

"He's an ordinary factory worker ..."

Dio withdrew his gaze from Steve Rogers's figure. He hadn't expected to meet Steve Rogers at this time.

Before the Super Soldier shot, Captain America's physique was quite unusual. His skinny body was instantly recognisable from in crowd.

Looking back and hearing the doctor's question, Dio curled his lips and gave the answer he had already prepared.

The information in the doctor's hand was, of course, fake, but Dio wasn't worried about that.

First, although the information was forged, it was also prepared by the vampires he had transformed, and finding its flaws wasn't easy. Secondly, his physical quality was far from being as horrible as Captain America's, who hadn't been injected with the Super Soldier Serum. In general, as long as everything went well, nothing would happen.

What's more...

Dio squinted at the doctor in front of him, and in the next moment, their eyes met.

Then, the expression on the doctor's face seemed confused for a moment. He shook his head and then took the seal and stamped '1-A', a passing classification, on the recruitment paper in his hand.

[Hypnosis] was also one of the vampire abilities from the [Dio Brando] card. Although the hypnotic effect couldn't affect strong-willed subjects, it was surprisingly useful in this situation.

Looking down at the results in his hands, Dio subconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

What was a difficult task for Steve for him came to fruition with ease.

...

World Exposition of Tomorrow.

Using the [Dio Brando] card, Ryan strolled among the crowd. His handsome appearance attracted glances from pedestrians, but he turned a blind eye and continued to stroll among them.

Ryan made his way through the crowds to the Modern Marvel Pavilion and was immediately greeted by the introduction of the Modern Marvel Pavilion.

"Welcome to the Modern Marvels Pavilion and the World of Tomorrow. A greater world, a better world."

Looking at the numerous scientific and technological items in the museum, Dio felt somewhat surprised. From the perspective of the future, most of these scientific and technological items had already been obsolete or simply a figment of the inventor's imagination. However, from these scientific and technological inventions, people's imagination of the future in this era could also be seen.

Even if, in reality, the future and what they had envisioned didn't coincide.

His eyes retracted from an exhibition of a model in a red leotard. The sound of cheering coming from the other side of the room instantly caught Ryan's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr Howard Stark!"

Somewhere in the exhibition, in front of a red car, five girls in black silk uniforms turned to the left in unison, with their right hands on the edge of their black hats, their left hands outstretched. People followed the girls' movements and looked to the right.

Then, with warm applause, Howard Stark made a magnificent appearance in a black suit. He took off his hat with a smile and revealed his trademark moustache.

He looked like the future Tony Stark.

'Sure enough, like father, like son...'

Looking at Howard on the stage, Ryan muttered something in his heart. He turned his gaze and then noticed the skinny version of Captain America standing not too far from the front row and Bucky, the Winter Soldier, who hadn't yet gotten his steel arm.

On stage, handing his bowler hat to the woman beside him, Howard exchanged a kiss with the woman before taking the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what if I told you that, in just a few short years, your automobile won't even have to touch the ground at all...?"

When it came to technology, Howard was beaming with joy.

However, as a person from the future, Ryan had to say that Howard's speculation hadn't come to fruition. Even decades later, cars were still literally on the ground.

However, after hearing Howard's remarks, the crowd in the hall still gave out gasps of surprise.

The women once again made an appearance to remove the tires from the red car on stage. Howard nodded in satisfaction without forgetting his sales pitch.

"With Stark Gravitic Reversion Technology, you'll be able to do just that!"

As Howard's voice dropped, Ryan and everyone else saw him reach out and press the controller in front of him. Then, the red car, with its tires removed, slowly rose up.

"Magnetic levitation? Anti-gravity technology?"

Although it was clear that the technology Howard demonstrated was still a long way from an actual realisation, this didn't affect Ryan's admiration for his talent. If it were not for the limitation of the times, perhaps Howard could have achieved even greater things.

Here, while Ryan was thinking so, on the other side, the car that was hovering in mid-air suddenly sparked. The car fell out of the air, startling even Howard himself and frightening the spectators.

"I did say a few years, didn't I? "

Looking back, Howard defused the immediate awkwardness with his humour and brought a smile, and made everyone there laugh.

...

Silently withdrawing his gaze from Howard, Ryan noticed that Steve's figure had disappeared.

"You're really going to do this again?"

"Well, it's fair. I'm gonna try my luck."

"As who, Steve from Ohio? They'll catch you. Or worse, they'll actually take you!"

"Look, I know you don't think I can do this..."

"This isn't a back alley, Steve. It's war!"

"I know it's a war."

"Why are you so keen to fight? There are so many important jobs."

"What do you want me to do? Collect scrap metal in my little red wagon?"

Steve spoke calmly, saying that nothing would stop him from signing up for the army.

"I'm not gonna sit in a factory, Bucky. Come on. There are men laying down their lives. I got no right to do any less than them. That's what you don't understand; this isn't about me."

"Right, cause you got nothing to prove."

Facing Steve's stubborn words, Bucky couldn't help but lower his volume and sarcastically point something out.

"Hey, Sarge! Are we going dancing?"

Just then, Bucky's date came over and asked.

"Yes, we are! " Bucky turned around and told Steve, "Don't do anything stupid until I get back."

Steve forced a smile. Although they could quarrel, they both cared about each other.

"How can I? You're taking all the stupid with you."

Bucky also smiled. He walked back up to Steve and gave him a hug.

"Don't win the war 'till I get there! " Looking at Bucky's back, Steve couldn't help shouting back.

He turned around and saluted Steve. Bucky then walked away while calling the girls.

"Come on, girls. They're playing our song."

Watching Bucky's back as he turned to leave, Steve turned as well, heading for the recruiting office.

Standing in the corner and watching Captain America and the Winter Soldier parting ways, Ryan curled his lips and noticed that a figure followed Steve to the recruiting office. He knew Steve would successfully pass this time.

'I'll see you in the army, Captain.'

Retracting his gaze, Ryan hooked the corner of his lips.

He turned to leave, but in the next moment, he suddenly heard the ticking of a clock in his ears.

Hearing the sound of the hands turning, Ryan suddenly had a feeling in his heart that the time he could stay in this era might not be as abundant as he thought. The time reversal effect created by the [Golden Pocket Watch] obviously wouldn't last forever and would expire one day.

'Maybe, I should speed up the pace, whether it's setting things up in New York or Norway.'

...

The Royal Palace, Oslo, Norway.

The expression on Haakon the VII's face wasn't one of relief.

In fact, with the Nazi's attacks on the front line and the collapse of the Norwegian resistance, it had been a long time since a smile had spread across his face.

Releasing his frown, Haakon looked at the two men in front of him and lowered his voice to express his gratitude, "Thank you both for lending a helping hand at such a dangerous time."

Not everyone in the Norwegian government agreed that Haakon should go into hiding in England. The majority of them had worked too hard to get to where they were, and if they had fled to England, all their efforts would have been in vain.

After all, if even the government had fled overseas, how much power did they, the officials, have left?

Haakon also knew exactly what was on the minds of these people.

'I can't worry about losing my position, and losing my position is better than losing my life.'

Haakon was well aware of the cruelty of the Nazis. They were a bunch of murderous madmen, and if he was captured by them, it would be the end of Norway.

"This is all that we should do, Your Majesty. We don't want the government to collapse like this."

Although they said that, the expressions on their faces had little respect for Haakon. They replied with stern faces and cold expressions.

At present, although the two men looked strange, Haakon didn't pursue the matter too much. Instead, he politely thanked them, "No matter what, thank you both for your efforts. The Norwegian government will remember your dedication at this moment."

"To be honest, in addition to this financial assistance, we have an even more amazing gift to give to you, Your Majesty."

After a silent glance at each other, one of the two men suddenly spoke up once more.

"Amazing gift?"