No matter which world it was, Bruce Banner always seemed destined to cross paths with the military—no, more accurately, to clash with them.
Hearing this, Erik snorted coldly. "They're always like this. They covet special superpowered individuals, itching to skin them alive and strip them to the bone—just like bandits and thieves—stealing our abilities for themselves!"
Bruce Banner watched the video on the light screen while listening to their analysis, his head feeling more and more swollen. He rubbed his temples and muttered, "Is everything really because of the gamma radiation? Maybe… maybe I can avoid this fate?"
"Buddy, you probably can't," Tony Stark shrugged. "Didn't I already say it? You get baptized by gamma radiation and turn into the Hulk—just like how Peter Parker inevitably gets bitten by a mutated spider and becomes Spider-Man. These things are basically fixed points in destiny."
"They're extremely hard to resist. And more importantly—are you sure there isn't already something else inside your body?"
In the earlier video, the information Bruce's father had accidentally revealed was clearly hinting that Bruce Banner had been different from ordinary people since birth.
It was precisely this innate peculiarity, combined with gamma radiation, that ultimately gave rise to the Hulk.
In the light-screen video, Betty and General Ross parted on bad terms. The scene then shifted to the laboratory, where Bruce Banner was studying his own serum.
Although he had angrily driven away the vagrant who claimed to be his father, it was obvious that Bruce still cared deeply about what the man had said. After conducting his research, he discovered that his serum had already undergone irreversible mutation.
A mass of green substance was spreading and growing throughout his blood and into every corner of his cells. Bruce Banner's eyes widened, excitement flickering across his face.
At that moment, his girlfriend Betty called. He didn't answer, but her voicemail played instead, telling him that she had fallen out with her father—and that they were all eyeing the laboratory as well…
Cold sweat began to pour down Bruce Banner's forehead. He felt like an ever-expanding balloon, swelling to its limit before finally exploding. He flew into a rage, smashing a hole straight through a wooden door with a single punch!
Before long, Bruce Banner began transforming amid furious roars. His body rapidly expanded; his feet burst through his shoes, his pants and clothes tore apart, and his skin turned a deep, glossy green.
The enraged Hulk, like a rampaging bull, began wantonly trampling the entire laboratory.
Walls and doors crumpled before him like paper. Massive research equipment felt no heavier than matchboxes in his hands, tossed aside at will.
In his fury, the Hulk demolished the entire lab, finally grabbing the gamma radiation emitter—a massive iron sphere—and hurling it away.
Fortunately, it was nighttime, and there were few people present. Only an elderly night watchman witnessed the Hulk's rampage from start to finish.
That old man was none other than Bruce Banner's biological father—David Banner.
He cracked the door open slightly and cautiously observed the raging Hulk. Soon enough, the Hulk noticed him and slowly approached.
When the two stood face to face, even the viewers outside the screen could clearly sense the Hulk's sheer size. Next to him, an ordinary person looked like a dwarf.
Outside the screen, Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Tony, don't you think this Hulk looks bigger than the one in our world?"
"Does he?" Tony Stark shrugged. "I can't really tell. In my world, Dr. Banner rarely transforms anymore."
Bruce Banner, outside the screen, looked completely stunned. "My God… is that what I'll become in the future? Is that green monster really me?"
Erik chuckled. "Everyone has a side they don't want others to know about. Yours just happens to be a little more… special."
Homelander sneered disdainfully. "So what if he's big? He's green all over—just looking at him makes me want to puke!"
Ever since being locked into the quiz game's prison, Homelander had developed a deep grudge against Dr. Banner.
"Heh, you've got guts," Tony Stark said maliciously. "Maybe when we have time, I'll ask Dr. Banner to give you a nice massage."
Homelander, of course, refused to back down. "Let him try!"
Tony let out a cold laugh and didn't bother arguing further, turning his attention back to the light screen.
In the video, the Hulk seemed to recognize David's identity. Despite being in a berserk state, he did not attack him. Seeing this, David gathered his courage and reached out to touch the Hulk's face.
Just when everyone thought the story might turn toward a touching father-and-son reconciliation—
The Hulk suddenly flipped without warning. He roared furiously, terrifying David so badly that he collapsed onto the ground. Then the Hulk smashed through the ceiling and leapt directly onto the rooftop outside.
Despite his massive size, the behemoth possessed agility completely at odds with his frame. With a powerful leap, he vanished into the night.
At dawn, Betty rushed to Bruce Banner's home and found him unconscious on the ground, wearing nothing but a severely torn pair of oversized shorts.
Seeing this, Tony Stark said with open curiosity, "Honestly, I've been wondering about something for a long time."
"His clothes, pants, and shoes all get torn apart during transformation—but why does his underwear remain relatively intact?"
"Even in the most intense battles, his shorts never seem to rip. Don't tell me they're made of adamantium too?"
Bruce Banner's face darkened with black lines. 'Can your focus be any more inappropriate?' he thought. 'Is underwear really the issue here? I'm turning into a green monster!'
The video was not yet over.
Betty found Bruce not only to check on him, but also to inform him that the laboratory had been destroyed the previous night. She asked whether he had been there.
Bruce Banner flatly denied it. Clearly, he had gaps in his memory regarding the transformation.
At that very moment, General Ross suddenly arrived.
It turned out that Bruce Banner's wallet had been found amid the wreckage of the laboratory—a slap in the face, plain and simple.
The answer video ended there.
Erik sneered. "I can already guess what happens next. He'll be dragged into a lab, have his blood drawn, his flesh cut open—and suffer the same kinds of torment Deadpool once endured."
Bruce Banner's face turned pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "That… probably won't happen, right? They don't have more concrete evidence…"
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