svetikya Chapter 55 Hate in the Present World
Chapter 55 Hate in the Present World
"My God, this is the first time I've ever seen anything like this."
"So is there any possibility of a cure?"
"Such a...such a perfect combination and characteristic!"
"Uh, Doctor, are you still listening to us?"
Betty grabbed the other person's shoulders and shook them hard.
This finally brought Samuel Stern back from his overwhelming excitement.
Having conducted related research for a long time, Stern's feelings upon meeting Banner in person for the first time were indescribable.
With the complete data brought by Banner, perhaps his long-cherished wish can be fulfilled.
Then, Stern led Banner and Betty to his secret laboratory.
In the center, an operating table was placed, surrounded by various unfamiliar instruments.
The cabinet at the entrance was completely filled with blood bags.
"Whose blood is this...?"
Banner curiously took down a bag and examined the label on it.
Without exception, all of these labels bore Bruce Banner's name, followed by a serial number.
"What happened? I don't remember sending you so many."
Seeing the number of blood bags far exceeding the number of samples he had sent, Banner felt a pang of anxiety.
"I used your blood sample to replicate these treasures..."
Dr. Stern, as if reciting a familiar story, went on and on about the production process of each bag.
"Alright, let's get down to business, okay?"
Only after Betty's repeated urging did Stern refocus his attention.
The final experiment is about to begin.
If the Hulk's components are suppressed or removed, Banner will be completely healed;
Either the experiment goes out of control and Hulk smashes everything here to pieces.
Undoubtedly, Dr. Stern, Betty, and Banner were all anticipating the first ending.
"Are you lying down properly? Please tie all those restraint straps securely."
Dr. Stern gave instructions while frantically operating the machine.
The computer screen kept freezing, making one wonder if this guy was really a professional.
After adjusting for a long time, Stern finally gave an OK sign and pressed the start button.
Four robotic arms, each carrying a large number of serum test tubes, began to slowly approach Banner's body—
"Crack! Tap tap tap tap tap!!!"
In an instant, the window shattered, and Emil Bronsky suddenly jumped in.
What the hell?! This couldn't be more inconvenient!
"Pause! I told you to pause the experiment!"
Bronsky pointed a gun at Dr. Stern, his face contorted with malice.
"Crack! Crack!"
More windows were broken, and several soldiers stormed in, surrounding the people inside the laboratory.
As an ordinary person, Stern had no choice but to obey and enter the stop code.
"Get down here, now!"
Bronsky continued to point the gun at Banner, forcing him to get off the operating table.
Banner glanced down at his heart rate monitor; despite the tense situation, his heart rate was only 100.
Something must be wrong, but he hasn't realized it yet.
Four soldiers rushed forward, two grabbing Banner's arms and two grabbing Betty Ross's arms.
Then Bronsky himself lay down on the operating table.
"Stern, I know you know how to make the Hulk."
"Are you crazy?! Do you know what happens if you fail?!"
Banner shouted angrily as he tried to increase his heart rate to force the Hulk to appear.
Putting everything else aside, at least we can get rid of these uninvited guests.
No matter how hard he tried, his heart rate wouldn't rise; instead, it remained stable.
What's even more problematic is that Dr. Stern didn't show the slightest aversion.
He redesigned the program and adjusted various parameters.
No matter how much Banner and Betty Ross tried to dissuade them, it was to no avail.
As a mad scientist, Dr. Stern only had his own goals in mind.
"Ready, three, two, one...!"
Several vials of strangely colored serum were inserted into Bronsky's body at the same time.
"Aa ...
As the serum was gradually injected, Bronsky's shouts grew louder.
“Pah!”
Just as the experiment was about to be completed, the power suddenly went out.
In complete darkness, nothing could be seen.
They could only faintly hear something moving rapidly.
"Beep—beep beep!"
The sound of electricity means that power has been restored.
The soldiers who were standing to the side just now have all disappeared.
Meanwhile, Bronsky, who was on the operating table, is now standing by the bed in an extremely bizarre posture.
His back began to bulge and his muscles swelled.
The skin color also changed from normal flesh color to green and blue.
"Hurry up, leave this to me."
Qin Wuying flashed to Banner and Betty Ross's side.
The next second, the two got into a car—
Banner was in the driver's seat, Betty was in the passenger seat, and Qin Wuying remained in the laboratory.
Without saying a word, Banner stepped on the gas.
"Now, it's just the three of us left."
Qin Wuying stared at Bronsky, who was constantly changing before her eyes.
"Oh ho ho ho ho!"
The transformation was complete, and a monster of similar height and weight to Hulk was born.
Bronsky stretched out his strong, almost sickly arm and smashed everything on the lab table.
No, he can no longer be called Emil Bronsky—
"Now, you should be called 'Hatred'."
Hearing Qin Wuying speak, the hatred turned its head, and the shadow alone blocked out all the light.
This may be due to absolute dominance in terms of size and strength.
"You're no match for me! Bring Hulk over here!"
The deranged wrath opened its mouth wide, shouting angrily, spitting everywhere.
Then, Qin Wuying simply raised his leg and kicked.
"Pfft—!"
The abomination was kicked hard and its body flew backward.
He fell heavily onto the main road outside.
There are no innocent residents within a radius of several kilometers.
Several hours before Bronsky arrived, Qin Wuying had already directed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to evacuate the area.
The few residents were all agents in disguise.
When Bronsky led the task force, he had no suspicions whatsoever.
"Ugh... Ahhh!"
He stood up straight and exaggeratedly patted his well-developed pectoral muscles.
It seems that after the serum injection, his mood worsened and his mind became less sharp.
Upon seeing the hatred in this state, Qin Wuying's playful nature was immediately aroused.
"You want to fight big guys, right? Then I'll grant your wish!"
Qin Wuying placed one hand on her waist, and conjured a belt out of thin air with the other.
Immediately afterwards, he fastened the belt around his waist and tightened it securely.
He had been waiting for this moment to show off for a long time.
"Anti-Giant Armor, Transform!"
A blue light instantly enveloped him.