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The Dimensional Trader

⚠️WARNING⚠️ There are violent scenes and other disturbing scenes in this fic. As I've already warned you, don't whine if you don't like what you read. _________________________________________ Upon waking in the Marvel Universe as Bruce Banner, Budi wanted to lead a tranquil and easy life. His aspirations are dashed when he sees the news reporting on how hated mutants are around the world. Then he understands that he needs to be strong enough to make his opponents fearful of him to enjoy a lazy life. His system is broken. How will he fix it? Hulk was also pulled back by his beloved father (TOBA). Can Budi, or what we now know as Bruce, survive there? If the world rejected his presence, all he needed to do was look for a new world. . This story will move slowly, if you are looking for an MC who can explode stars in chapter one, this is not for you. Chapters 1- 50 will be a journey to find a way to freedom, maybe you can't wait for that, so you can just skip chapter 60. One more thing! The grammar of this fic may feel bad to the point of being terrible. I think it's natural because I'm not a Westerner but an Asian person So, if anyone complains about my bad grammar, here's my excuse.  I know that my grammar is bad, that's why I try to make interesting plots and storylines as compensation to you readers. _________________________________________ P@treon? If you want to read ahead, check out my Patreon and access up to 15 chapters ahead of Web Novel and Scribble Hub: patreon.com/AboutMe01. For just five dollars, you will be able to read all chapters. ********************************

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Why are you running

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"Who the fuck are you? Now is not the time for new prey to arrive," the caveman deactivated his invisibility cloak and asked Bruce once more impatiently.

"Really? I come from the other side of the planet, two giant predators are chasing me," Bruce replied casually.

"Two meters? It's the biggest in the area."

"By the way, my name is Noland, hahahaha." Noland lowered the muzzle of the plasma rifle from Bruce's face.

"Two meters? What a fucking dwarf! The ones I'm fighting have a height of three meters, and the armor they wear is also very hard," he said in a mocking tone.

He was almost wiped out because of that bastard plasmacaster.

"Haha, he is funny."

"What the fuck do you mean? We can't take him with us, food supplies are limited, and so on..." Noland listened to Bruce tell the story.

Then he suddenly burst out laughing and talked to himself.

Bruce looked at it all with surprise and a little interest. Such a condition arises when a person has been alone for too long or is simply crazy.

- It must be hard to live here- Bruce thought about it and looked at the forests filled with tall trees.

"So what's your name? My friend is very curious," Noland asked Bruce.

"Me? You can call me Bruce. By the way, how long have you been on this planet?" Bruce wants to know when Noland got here. In the film, the background is not clearly shown.

"One week? One month? Or a year? Hahahaha"

"Stupid question. But we still can't take it with us, bastard!… " Noland, instead of answering the question, asked Bruce back.

"Haha, okay, that's my fault. Who wants to count the days, right? Then let's change the statement." Bruce came to his senses and chuckled, amused.

"What are you eating- "

* Piiuw*

"Move!" Bruce screamed and jumped away like an ape.

* Boom*

"What the hell... " he said when he saw that the rock on which he was sitting had become hot lava.

Bruce was shocked by the explosion. At that time, he was chatting with Noland, so he wasn't too wary of the environment.

He immediately filled his eyes with a certain amount of mana, and Bruce was surprised by what he saw at this time. There were dozens of huge Yautjas surrounding him, they were all similar in appearance to the ones he had fought before escaping, their plasmacasters vibrating as they gathered energy.

He wants to sue the developer, the Yautja's, to win.

A wide variety of melee weapons had also been prepared, including one wearing a long sword, a whip larger than the one he had taken, the scythe, and many other weapons.

Bruce froze in place, turning his head to the sky in search of tranquility in the night sky, but soon he regretted his decision.

"Are you fucking kidding me, right?"

"Hahahaha. Are you kidding me!!"Bruce chuckled softly, and anger began to take hold of him.

The mountain that just erupted a few minutes ago is erupting again. Spewing deadly lava and volcanic ash into the air, Bruce's eyes shone. His body heated up, and bone cracks were heard all over his body structure. His body throbbed in pain, but when he thought of the number of troublesome enemies, he forgot the pain.

"AAAGGGHHHHHHH!! Bruce shouted defiantly in a high tone.

"Get over here, you fucking ugly alien!" He shouted to the Yautja. 

His eyes glanced at the spaceship floating in the air. There were about ten small planes, five medium-sized ones, and one very large one.

Yautja's fighting forces have come to hunt him down, he doesn't know what they think of him. Whether they want to catch it for experiments or cross-species mating, fuck with that.

- System! Start the collection of energy and immediately use the gate to escape - his command inwardly when thinking about the seriousness of his current situation.

Bruce intends to buy time before the gate feature is ready for use.

"You ugly alien!" he shouted angrily.

Bruce drove at high speed to the nearest Yautja and punched him using all the strength he had.

*Bump*

Yautja was flying as a result of his punch, and Bruce kicked the alien who ran towards him with a spinning style of taekwondo. However, his kick was deflected easily, and the Yautja immediately swung his long blade into Bruce's chest.

A large wound formed on his chest.

"Aghhhh!" the feeling when your body is sliced by a sword is very painful.

He endured the pain, his hands moving at high speed and seizing the proprietary plasmacaster from Yautja armor. Bruce hurriedly kept it in his inventory.

* Piuw* 

Bruce was thrown back several meters as it was shot by an overloaded plasmacaster. His body was not destroyed because he was in the form of the Hulk, but the pain he experienced did not decrease.

It almost drove him crazy.

- It will be very difficult. Their weapons managed to injure me- he thought when he saw dozens of Yautja who were staring at him.

Their eyes were hungry, like a hyena besieging an old lion.

* Swoosh*

"Aggghh!" Bruce screamed in pain as his back was whipped.

Knowing he would never be able to win this match, Bruce immediately fled the battlefield. His feet hit the ground with his full strength, and he jumped high into the air.

* Piuw*

"Aghhhh! Damn it!" he cursed when his back got shot.

When dropped from a height, he immediately jumped back while avoiding a barrage of plasma beam shots. His eyes glanced back, he could see some Yautja, who had light armor, chasing him in the distance.

* Piuw*

"Can't you go one by one? You cowardly bastard!" he was very frustrated with the ugly alien.

* Piuw*

"Ugly!" 

* Piuw*

"Your mother must be ugly! Your father, too! Your entire species is also a very ugly asshole!!" he shouted mercilessly and berated all the descendants of the aliens.

Bruce jumped around like a giant kangaroo and went into the forest. The trees gave him help to remove his tracks.

The cannons on the plane are more dangerous than the plasmacasters of his pursuers, and he also fires back at them using his plasmacaster. But the armor they wear is very resistant to the damage he does, as if his weapon is not working to be used against the Yautja. 

That must have been a precaution they took for the situation as it is now.

He also can't do magic, his concentration is very disturbed. 

His mana was running low, he was dying at the moment. After all, the damage caused by his magic must be negligible, so he preferred to use mana to strengthen his body to some extent.

This increases his chances of escaping from them.

- System! Why so long? - Bruce shouted at the system in his heart.

* Piuw* 

Bruce jumps from tree to tree to avoid plasma rays. It's great that they can't jump like him.

* Piuw*

So to buy time for the system, he plays at the height of the trees while avoiding all the shots.

Swinging like an ape.

But not all of them he managed to avoid, some shots even almost made him fall because they made him lose his balance.

Bruce moved briskly on the branches of the trees, and his ears suddenly heard the sound of a pusher engine.

The only machine here is…

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