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Marvel Fanfiction

All marvel fics by me will be compiled here in different volumes. Due to some Asian language characters in this novel , it's gotten restricted. You can't vote for it . I will slowly move this stories to another novel called ' Marvel Fanfiction Compilation ' and they will be only updated there

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Chapter 1: The Doctor from Alaska

"Steve Rogers..."

"Health problems—asthma, scarlet fever, rheumatism, kidney issues..."

"Sorry, young man..."

In the bustling conscription office, the conscription officer shook his head slowly at a young man who was barely 5'3" and thin, his face marked with regret.

It's so unfortunate, so pitiful—how did this frail boy grow up so big?

"Sir, can you help me?" The young man with a slender frame pleaded.

"My father and mother have died in this terrible war, and countless compatriots are dying. I cannot remain indifferent! Sir, please help me..."

The officer, known for his stern and detached demeanor, was moved by the young man's earnest plea...

Yet he still had to turn him down.

"I'm just doing my job."

How could this fragile kid possibly serve on the battlefield? He'd be a liability rather than an asset.

Steve Rogers hung his head in disappointment. He had faced rejection countless times.

He no longer had the hope of success. Trembling, he took the physical examination report, the bold "4F" stamped on it stung his eyes.

Laughter erupted from behind, and a group of burly men whispered, clearly mocking his futile attempts.

The thin figure trudged slowly towards the door. Little did anyone know that this seemingly weak young man would one day become the first superhero known to mortals.

The recruiter sighed and looked down at the next page of the report that had been flipped over.

His eyes widened in shock.

"Damn!!!"

A loud exclamation drew everyone's attention, even Steve, who had reached the door, stopped and looked back in confusion.

After his outburst, the recruiter grabbed a pair of glasses and scrutinized the impressive data on the report:

100m sprint - 10.8 seconds.

Push-ups - 95 in 2 minutes.

3000-meter run - 7 minutes and 59 seconds.

...

The recruiter was astonished, and his assistants beside him were equally stunned.

While these results were extraordinary, they weren't beyond human limits. No single data point had broken a world record.

But the fact that so many exceptional results appeared on one person was startling.

He even wondered if the numbers were falsified, given that almost every result was close to world record levels.

Yes, not just a military record, but a world record.

The recruiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, flipped through other documents, and glanced up at the man before him, who was a head taller.

Incredible, what a striking figure!

Regaining his composure, he said with a serious expression: "Donald Blake, a senior doctor from XX Hospital in Alaska..."

He looked up with curiosity, "Why did you choose to join the army?"

These days, there are many impassioned youths—wasn't that the case with the young man before?

The man in front of him was so exceptional that he felt he could be considered for a special unit, so he asked a few more questions.

Hmm, wasn't there something called the Super Soldier Project? Would sending a naturally superior soldier make him even more extraordinary?

"Well..."

Donald Blake, the young man, was momentarily taken aback. He felt he had been modest enough, but he was too impressive...

After a moment of thought, he answered earnestly, "Because practicing medicine alone can't save the world!"