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Chapter 38 The Abominable Thing...

Outside the science building at Greyburn College, Professor Stern came down the front steps, rummaging through a stack of papers.

Betty hurried over to him. "Excuse me, are you Dr. Stern?" she said. "I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Elizabeth Rose."

Dr. Stern stared at her in surprise. "Oh! Dr. Ross!" he replied in complete shock. "I have read your paper on the synthesis of myostatin. It is excellent! How can I thank you?"

Betty waves to Bruce, who strides up the stairs to join them.Betty said, "I have someone here who wants to see you."

"No problem," Stern said.At this time, Bruce came to him.

Bruce reached out to shake Professor Stern's hand. "You're Mr. Blue, aren't you?"

Dr. Stern opened his mouth wide in surprise. "Mr Green!"

In Dr. Stern's office in the Science Building, Bruce and Betty walk among books, papers, chemical models, and scientific equipment.

There is no place for guests to sit at all, so they have to stand in front of the professor's messy desk.

Dr. Stern sat down in his office chair and chatted happily.

"I have to tell you, I have been wondering if you are real." He said, "If you were real, what would you look like? There is such a powerful force in a person's body, and he can talk to me like a normal person. Handshake, what a surprise. But look, we're not here for a picnic in the park. Even if everything goes well, if we get the hang of it, and if our dose is exactly right... you'll To be healed, or to temporarily suppress the monster in your body?"

Mimicking a coin toss, he said, "I don't know."

Stern's expression turned serious. "I would say that if we go a little bit over the prescribed dose ... these concentrates are very toxic."

"You mean it's going to kill him," Betty translated.

"Kill him? Yes," agreed Stern, "so to speak."

Betty and Bruce glanced at each other.According to Stern, it looks like they have a big decision to make, but Bruce is willing to try anything as long as he can keep the Hulk in check.

"You should be aware that the exact opposite could also be the case," Bruce said. "If the dose is too small to suppress me, to lure that 'me' out, and then the antidote fails, it will be very dangerous for you," he warned them.

Dr. Stern smiled softly, ignoring Bruce's warning. "You don't know me. My curiosity always comes first. I'm not that cautious." He said, "It helps me a lot." He clapped his hands suddenly. "So, shall we try?"

Both Betty and Bruce nodded.

"Let's go into the bright unknown world!" Dr. Stern cheered.

Meanwhile, at Everglades Base, helicopters are gathering for action to take Bruce down.

The crew did a final check and technical support on the ground ticked off a to-do list.

Cyber ​​warriors stood together in twos and threes, checking their equipment seemingly casually.

Their equipment has undergone a round of thorough upgrades in just two days, and the power of the sonic cannon on the right arm has been increased.

Because the weapons and equipment that were not stable enough were removed, the sonic cannon had enough space and energy.

In addition to the missile nest backpack last time, he also held a howitzer to make up for the removed firepower.

"Brother, I haven't been home in months, and their so-called recovery training seems to be completely useless. Last night, just last night, I bent the metal camp bed again." Said a cyber warrior.

"I don't reject being transformed into this, but it's too troublesome. I even have to use a specially made cup to drink coffee so that I won't be crushed by me."

"Still drinking coffee? Meals are tasteless, so I realized that the food I ate was useless at all. When they did daily maintenance on us, the liquid that was poured in was what kept us alive."

"I suspect that cutting a hole in my chest is just to save some oil."

"Don't complain, as long as you keep training, we will control our strength. At least there will be less inconvenience in life by then."

"I think it will be directly sealed, and we will be activated during the war. Last time I heard that our daily maintenance is a huge sum of money. After the experiment is completed, control our activities as much as possible..."

In the barracks, Bronski stood alone in the locker room, staring at himself in the mirror.He still looked the same -- short and compact and not too muscular.

He's one of those people who is always underestimated and doesn't realize how powerful he is until those people meet him in battle.

But now, he noticed changes in his body.A fresh dose of super-soldier serum is working.

Bronski looked at himself, pleased with how he looked.As painful as the injection process is, there is a price to pay for getting anything worthwhile.

What about this?
Oh yes, it's definitely worth having.

Bronski grinned wildly at himself in the mirror.

A few hours later, he boarded a high-tech helicopter, accompanied by a team of special forces.Next to him, there are three two-man shooting teams.Thermal imaging scopes and rifles rest against the bulkhead.

The soldier sitting across from Bronski also served at Culver University.

"How does it feel, man?" the soldier asked him.

"I feel like a demon." Bronski grinned.

John was sitting in his office, alone here again, and Domino.

The information read by the employee's wristband cooperates with Ah Fu's management, making his company flourish.

Of course, it is also possible that those original agents are really capable of working.

The last thing Umbrella Corp. has to worry about is industrial espionage, those guys in the face of real agents who have been instigated by high-paying management positions- huh...

It's like a heavily armed army against a gang member with only a knife.

After watching the scene where the Hulk escaped last time, John thought how powerful the correction power of the plot was, but he didn't know that the storm was approaching.

Escorted by an NYPD convoy, Ross's team reached the perimeter of the Greyburn College campus and deployed.

Sniper teams were deployed on the roofs surrounding the Greyburn College laboratory building.Each team consists of a shooter and an observer with a thermal scanner.

In a nearby command vehicle, Ross and Sparr watched as monitors turned on to show thermal imaging data of Betty, Bruce, and Stern moving around the lab.

"Our target is the tallest one," Spar told the sniper, "the one in the middle."

Downstairs in the Grayburn Science Building, an NYPD SWAT officer chased a burly security guard out of the lobby as Bronski and his team rushed to the elevator to stand by.

And the special vehicles of the Cyber ​​Warriors are parked next to the building.

"We still don't know which is more toxic, the gamma rays or your blood," Stern said, leading them into another room next to the lab.

The room is lined from floor to ceiling with glass shelves holding frozen blood samples.

"What do you mean, my blood?" Bruce asked.

Stern stopped and looked back at him. "Bruce, here are all your blood samples. You didn't send me many blood samples to use, so I concentrated them and made some. As long as we continue to study, and continue to trial and error, there is nothing we can't do ! This gamma ray technique has unlimited potential for applications."

He leads them through the lab.There are thousands of Bruce's blood samples in the lab, which is a cloning technique that Bruce has never seen before.

"This is the potential miracle medicine!" Stern shouted. "We will cure hundreds of diseases and make mankind free from disease!"

Intense fear invaded Bruce in an instant, his face sank——his worst nightmare has come true!The monster gene in his blood showed up in so many test tubes.

"No, no, we have to destroy it," Bruce interjected.

"Wait, what—what did you say?" Dr. Stern stammered.

"All of it," Bruce insisted, "tonight, we're going to burn it to ashes. Is it all here?"

Dr. Stern was taken aback, and his cheerful expression disappeared. "But..." he said sadly, "we could get a Nobel Prize for this!"

Bruce shook his head firmly. "You don't understand the power of this thing. It's too dangerous and we can't control it."

"But we now have the antidote!" argued Dr. Stern. "It's Promethean fire!"

On a nearby rooftop, snipers watched Bruce move by the window.

They raised their rifles expectantly, but at this moment, Betty walked in front of Bruce.Now, the snipers couldn't hit Bruce with a single shot.

"It's up to you, Sniper," Spar said to Sniper.She was listening to Dr. Stern just now, and she felt that the best way was to take them all away, but she also had to obey orders.

"Nearly..." a sniper radioed. "No, don't shoot."

Downstairs, Bronski lost his patience and rushed into the stairwell.

Since his second injection of super serum, his patience seems to be running thin.

Spar saw him on another soldier's video camera.She turned to General Ross and said, "Bronski is going in!"

"Bronski, don't go in!" Rose ordered, "My daughter is inside!"

But Bronski leapt, hopped up the stairs, and ran eight floors in a matter of seconds at breakneck speed.

He jumped from one banister to another on the stairs so fast that Sparr had a hard time tracking him.

"Damn it!" General Ross looked angrily at the flashing figure on the camera.Is this the first time this big soldier has acted without authorization?

Back in the lab, Stern tried to convince Bruce that everything was under control. "We now have an antidote!" Stern protested.

"The cure was never what they wanted!" Bruce yelled at Dr. Stern. You can't get it back either. You don't know how powerful this thing is."

Dr. Stern waved his hand, ignoring Bruce's concerns. "Oh, I hate the government as much as anybody else," he said, "but you're kind of paranoid, aren't you?"

boom!A hole appeared in the window pane behind Bruce.

Bruce's eyes suddenly became a little dull.He turned and Dr. Stern and Betty saw that he had been hit by a tranquilizer round in the back of the neck.

Dr. Stern screamed.When had a professor of his ever seen such a scene?
Bruce's knees gave way, but Betty caught him before he fell.At this moment, Bronski rushed into the laboratory.

"No!" Betty screamed, jumping in front of Bruce.

Bronski smiled and pushed her aside hard.Betty bumps into a lab box.The glass shattered, and she cried out in pain.

Bruce's eyes gleamed with anger, but as he tried to focus, he felt a blur.

Blanquis had been looking forward to this moment ever since his second dose of serum.

He is more powerful, facing that big green guy again!
He can't wait!
Bronski smiled maniacally, grabbed the front of Bruce's shirt, and shook him hard.

Bronski stares into Bruce's blinding eyes. "Come on!" he yelled. "Where did it go?" And with that, he slapped Bruce across the face.

Bruce didn't respond, so Bronski gave him another smack.

Three more soldiers stormed the laboratory. "Bronski!" shouted one of the commandos.

"Let it show up!" Bronski screamed at Bruce, and slapped him again.

Seeing that Bruce was still motionless, Bronski punched him on the head with a backhand, knocking him out.

The alley behind the lab was blocked by police cars.The command vehicle was parked on the sidewalk outside the lab with its doors open.

Sparr and Rose watched as Bruce was pushed out of the building on a gurney in handcuffs of exaggerated size.

He had a thick ice pack on his head where he had been wounded by Bronski.Surprisingly, he was still conscious, just very weak.Two soldiers escorted the gurney into the rear of the command vehicle.

Betty walked out of the building on a gurney, with a splint on her wrist.She wanted to consult the military doctor behind her, so she let Bruce and the others go first.

The gurney was pushed up to Rose, who stopped it and looked down into Bruce's blurred eyes.

Ross whispered, "If you take the Hulk out of my hands, I'll make it hard for you for the rest of your life."

Seeing his father talking to Bruce, Betty hurried over.With a quick wave of his hand, Ross let the gurney into the car.

"Betty—" Ross opened his mouth and said.

Betty turned and said, "I will never forgive what you did to him."

"He's a fugitive," Ross said.

"You made him a fugitive. You did it to cover up your failure and protect your career." Betty said, her voice low and angry, "Stop talking to me as a father. "

"I'm not handcuffing you because you're my daughter," Rose said, hiding his feelings as best he could.

Although he never expected his daughter to understand her, such language hurt a father more than he expected.

Betty turned her back on him, strode behind the gurney and climbed into the ambulance.Rose could only watch her leave.

Spar confronted Dr. Stern in the upstairs lab: "Are you telling me you can copy him?"

"No, not yet." Stern pressed the bridge of his nose lightly, the bridge of his nose was cut by the splashed glass, and then continued, "I sorted out a few samples, but it doesn't mean that I can reproduce Such a 'chubby guy', if that's the answer you want to know. He was an accident! My goal is to perfect the process!"

Spar nodded. "So the only thing we have to worry about is Banner—"

Suddenly, Spar rolled his eyes and his whole body twitched.After a while, she fell to the ground.

It was Bronski standing behind her, who had just struck Spar with the handle of his knife.

"Why do you keep beating people?" Dr. Stern gasped.

Click!Bronski drew a dangerous-looking pistol.Loaded, he aimed the pistol at Dr. Stern's face.

"What the hell did I do to piss you off?" Stern said, trying to make Bronski feel like he wasn't being aggressive.

"It's not what you did that pissed me off, it's what you're going to do," Bronski said. "I want what you got from Banner. I want that."

Dr. Stern stared at Bronski.Suddenly, his face changed and he stood up, no longer afraid of the gun pointed at him.

He's fully into the role of researcher "Looks like you've got some of that, no?"

"I want more," Bronski said. "You've seen what he's become, right?"

"I see it," replied Dr. Stern. "Very beautiful, like a god."

"Yeah, I want to be like that... I need to be like that! Make me like that too!!!" Bronski said.His face began to contort, as if something was surging inside him, but he didn't know how to release it.

Dr. Stern raised an eyebrow. "I don't know what you've got, but mix it with what's inside Bruce and it could become... an abomination."

Bronski grabbed Dr. Stern by the front of his shirt and lifted him up with one arm, still holding the gun in the other.

"I didn't say I didn't want to," Dr. Stern gasped. "I just need your permission."

Bronski put him down.

"Obviously, now you've given your answer," Dr. Stern said.

A few minutes later, with Bronski lying on the bench, Dr. Stern hooked him up to the cell saturator.The professor quickly attached a blood canister labeled "Mr. Green" to the infusion port, then slid the gamma machine's transmitter into place.

Bronski looked up at his own reflection on the silver disk of the launcher, and he saw the white crosshair move above his forehead.

As soon as the operation started, everything went haywire.The surge of energy from Bronski's body short-circuited all the machines in the lab, and the lights flickered wildly.Parts of the lab lost power.

"That's what I want to tell!" Stern yelled over the din. "I don't know what you injected."

He turned around and was shocked to see what had happened.Bronski was no longer on the table, and... something... was moving in the dark of the lab.

Stern could see clearly, he could tell that this was not an ordinary human being.He also heard the voice of that thing that was different from ordinary humans.The thing growled like a dragon or other mythical beast in Stern's imagination.

"But apparently it works." He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry, "assuming you don't understand a word I'm saying... but if you can get back to the table, I can solve this problem."

The monster transformed by Emil Bronski steps out of the shadows.It laughed so loudly that it sounded like rocks being ground together, and then it knocked Dr. Stern aside with a punch.As soon as it left the laboratory, gunshots were heard from where the soldiers stood guard.

Stern was lying where he fell, and the punch just now made him stare.Some of Banner's blood dripped onto his head from the cracked jar... Dr. Samuel Stern lay there, and his body began to change.

(End of this chapter)