Chapter 61: Contract

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Chapter 61: Contract

"Who are you? Why did you let the Hulk escape, and why didn't you intervene earlier?"

General Ross was getting annoyed at the soldiers' lack of action. He approached Andrew and loudly demanded answers.

Andrew looked disdainfully at General Ross, who cried out in pain, spewing blood as he fell back.

A small curse caused General Ross to keep spitting blood for a while. He'd get used to it.

Seeing the sudden collapse ofGeneral Ross. The soldiers instinctively aimed their guns at Andrew, but upon his glance, they fearfully lowered their weapons. They knew better than to mess with the super powerful guy who had beaten up the Hulk.

"The General isn't feeling well. Make sure to take him to see a doctor."

Andrew coldly snorted and walked towards a nearby building.

"Mr. William's temper is as fiery as ever."

Natasha was a bit troubled. She thought for a moment and asked Professor Charles, "Professor, can you alter everyone's memories and remove Mr. William from the incident with General Ross?"

Professor Charles: "I won't tamper with other people's memories unless necessary. Besides, General Ross situation was his own doing; it has nothing to do with Mr. William."

Professor Charles declined; even with god-like powers, he never abuses them. He knows that misusing power can turn one into a monster.

The issue with Professor Charles is that, despite being virtuous, sometimes an honest official can be craftier than a corrupt one.

"General Ross won't be reasonable. Anyway, let Director Fury handle it."

Natasha shook her head; she didn't want to witness the Ghost Rider fighting the US military. It would set all of New York on fire.

As Andrew passed by Norman, he teased, "Mr. Osborn, trying to be like Iron Man?"

Norman felt a bit embarrassed, took off his helmet, and replied, "No, I'm just testing some products. Mr. William, I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"It's just some basic martial arts."

Andrew said, making Norman want to curse. Basic martial arts? Seriously?

Norman thought of something and urgently asked, "Mr. William, will the Daily Bugle report today's events?"

Andrew: "Of course, they will, but don't worry; I won't mention anything about you."

Norman breathed a sigh of relief. He thought of offering Andrew a deal, pointing to an aircraft nearby, and said, "Mr. William, if you're interested, I can sell you one at cost. Of course, it won't have any weapons on it."

Andrew glanced at the aircraft and declined, "No, thanks. I'm not interested, and it's not environmentally friendly."

Norman was surprised. Rejecting such an advanced aircraft because it's not environmentally friendly?

Andrew didn't say much and left. It's just an aircraft; he could create one with the Arc Reactor in minutes.

More importantly, Norman's aircraft looked hideous compared to his son Harry's Green Goblin glider.

"You don't know what's good."

Norman frowned, and called the cameraman over, but found that all the data in the camera had disappeared, making him curse in frustration.

As Andrew returned to the building, Gwen approached him, looking displeased. "Why were you touching Spider-Woman's heads? Are you close to her?"

Andrew couldn't help but smile and pinched Gwen's cheek. She's jealous, but she's adorable.

Gwen was a bit embarrassed, about to say something, when Andrew took her hand and said, "Let's go find Dr. Octavius; hopefully, he wasn't scared off."

Gwen immediately forgot the previous matter and held Andrew's hand, leading him to the teaching building. She greatly respected Dr. Octavius, as he was an idealistic man trying to create infinite energy to make the world a better place.

Back at the scene, Natasha shook her head, working with the military to clean up the mess.

Half an hour later, in a certain cave, Hulk roared in pain, transforming back into Bruce Banner, who then collapsed weakly on the ground.

Betty hurriedly went to hold Bruce and comforted him, "Bruce, it's okay, it's okay."

Bruce smiled bitterly at Betty, and the two embraced each other in the cave, feeling lost and desperate about the future.

Suddenly, Bruce's vision blurred, and he found himself on a floating platform. Confused, he saw Hulk standing nearby and instinctively stepped back in fear.

Hulk was also puzzled, and then he saw Bruce, immediately clenching his fists, ready to pummel him. Although he didn't understand the situation, he had never liked Bruce anyway.

"Wait, calm down."

Andrew in his Flame Form said, and Hulk sensed the familiar aura, his eyes filled with deep fear. He sat obediently, unable to move.

Seeing Hulk so obedient, Dr. Banner was quite surprised. He swallowed nervously and asked Andrew, "Who are you?"y

"I'm the Lord of Hell," Andrew replied. "Dr. Banner, I'm here to make a deal with you. If you agree, you will be completely free of the Hulk."

Hulk let out a low growl in dissatisfaction, but as Andrew glanced at him, he immediately fell silent.

"Lord of Hell? That's not scientific. Well, nothing is very scientific here."

Bruce thought for a moment and asked, "What do I need to do to completely get rid of the Hulk?"

"Very simple, your soul after death."

Andrew smiled, "Bruce Banner, I came here to make a deal with you. If you agree, you'll be completely rid of the Hulk. You'll be yourself, and the Hulk will be the Hulk."

"Separated?" Bruce glanced at Hulk and gritted his teeth, "Can you completely get rid of the Hulk? If you can, I'm willing to give up my soul after death. Anyway, I won't make it to heaven."

Hulk roared in anger, but Andrew waved his hand, and Hulk couldn't move.

Andrew then said to Bruce, "Bruce Banner, you still refuse to admit that the Hulk is a part of you. I can destroy the Hulk, but I won't do that because I want to invite him to work for me. Of course, if you agree, I also want to invite you. After all, you are a super genius, even though you haven't achieved much in your research."

"You can skip the second part."

Bruce felt a bit down. He looked at Andrew and said, "I do want to get rid of the Hulk, but I'm afraid you'll use him for evil."

"Trust me, if I want to do evil, whether the Hulk exists or not doesn't make a difference."

Andrew laughed, and Bruce hesitated before saying, "I can make the deal, but the contract must include a clause that you can't use the Hulk for evil deeds."

Andrew said, "Add a qualifier that I can't use the Hulk for large-scale evil, otherwise, it'll be too broad. I mean, if I make the Hulk stroll down the street, it'll still be considered evil because it would scare a lot of people."

Bruce couldn't help but laugh, and Hulk angrily said, "Hulk very angry!"

"Let's do it!"

Andrew waved his hand, and a contract appeared in front of Bruce. He carefully read it and pressed his handprint.

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