Bruce Banner

Jessica's shield lit up with blue light the moment it hit the ground.

　　'Don't be afraid, this time... I have the shield that Ivan gave me! ' Jessica was trying to calm in her heart.

　　She felt the strength of the shield in front of her and felt a familiar feeling.

　　It was just like Ivan was by her side...protecting her.

　　This made her less panicky than the last time she met a monster.

　　The traces of fear in her heart gradually turned into warm currents, and felt at peace knowing that she had something from Ivan to protect her.

　　"What are you doing?" The wrinkled man looked at the two people posing.

　　"Why don't we call Ivan!" Angel said loudly.

　　Although his muscles and psychic abilities have become much stronger in two years, he still had fear in his heart when he encountered this unknown monster.

　　After all, he saw the venting shallow hole not far in front of him, which was made by the monster just now.

　　'If this kind of high temperature hits a person...' Angle did not want to think about such a thing.

　　"We can't be too troublesome for Ivan... We can't have him come over every time we have trouble, and he should be busy with his business."

　　Jessie paused. She stared at the wrinkled man: "And... I am a hero! I will solve this myself!"

　　After she finished speaking, she held the shield and smashed it towards the pleated man. She smashed it at an angle trying to hit him from above. The pleated man didn't retreat when he saw this, he just slammed into the shield with his right arm.

　　The shock was scattered and dispersed. The shield was flashing blue when it was hit by the right arm. The man was pushed back three steps, but Jessica didn't budge.

　　"That was amazing!" Angel saw that Jessica had the advantage in the first blow and shouted to praise her.

　　Jessica stared at the pleated man. She remembered when Ivan explained the strengths and weaknesses of the shield to her while eating.

　　This huge shield called the Shield of Hope is a relatively small shield tailored for her. Compared with the two-meter height of a conventional huge shield, it is only more than a meter. But even with that, some would still say it was a huge shield because it looks very large.

　　As long as it is waved properly, the shield can effectively protect the wielder.

　　The only reason why it was designed to be a small shield- by Ivan, of course- Was so that the shield can not only defend, but also attack.

　　If it was too big, it's easy to get stuck on the ground when waving, and it would also too big to be carried around.

　　'Great! Am I stronger than this weird guy? Or is it because Ivan's shield gives too strong of a shock?'

　　"What's that?" The wrinkled man stared at Jessica's shield. "That shield did that? What is it?!"

　　"This…" She hesitated on whether she should tell him for a second. She eventually decided it didn't matter much, "This is The Shield of Hope!"

　　Making a slight pop, a yellow light shot out of angles hand and teared the man's pleated shirt.

　　Feeling a hint of soreness, the man turned his gaze to Angel.

　　"Haha...another weird thing. Spells? This is an Eye-opener!"

　　After speaking, the disproportioned man rushed towards Angel, while raising his arm.

　　His right arm will suddenly become thicker and longer when he moved! It had somehow became thinner and shorter when he sat still!

　　Angel saw that his arm grew bigger again, and there was still fire on it again. He he hurried to avoid it!

　　The strong wind brushed past his cheek!

　　With another bang, Jessica has already walked around him! She hit the back of his neck with the shield!

　　The pleated man's copper bell-like eyes bulged- sending him directly kneeling directly on the ground!

　　There was another sound of him falling to the ground. This time the figure of the wrinkled man shook, and he went limp on the floor- fainted.

　　"Great, great..." Angel murmured, "but still...what the hell is he?"

　　...

　　Odin Art Museum.

　　Ivan stared at the person across the table. He wearing a black robe and a wide hood, surpassing the amount of covering the woman from before had.

　　"You can call me Banner."

　　He took off his hood while talking, and a rough face was revealed.

　　But in this roughness, a person can vaguely see the wisdom contained in it.

　　"Ivan Jones." Ivan also introduced himself.

　　Although most of the names of the people he remembered sixteen years ago have been diluted by time, Ivan still has a certain impression of this name.

　　'Banner- also known as the Hulk.'

　　"I just passed by by accident and saw some famous paintings on display on this street. I was somewhat interested in one of them."

　　Ivan looked at Banner and said, " The Red Giant, right?" Ivan asked.

　　"Yes. I asked the curator, and he said that you painted this picture." Banner said.

　　"I heard that you want to exchange a painting with me, this..."

　　"Uh... about that..." Banner smiled embarrassedly, " I just made that up on the fly. I know you are a painter and may be interested in a painting, So I said that just to see you."

　　"Then how will you compensate me for coming all the way here?" Ivan smiled.

　　"What do you suppose?" Banner said.

　　Ivan didn't bother to reply and just asked his own question, "It's just a painting, why are you interested in it?"

　　"It's because that picture was drawn so realistically by you. I thought that only I knew about the red giant on it." Banner said.

　　"Because you are the Hulk, right?" Ivan said.

　　Banner was taken aback and became cautious, "How do you know?"

　　"I also know that your full name is Bruce Banner, you don't need to hide it."

　　"Um... well, you seem to know a lot." Banner shot back at him.

　　"So what's the matter?"

　　"A few days ago, the monster named abomination by the military was the one on the news..." Banner said.

　　"Yea, I know about that. What's wrong?"

　　"I wanted to stop it there at the time, but a big red hand grabbed him and pulled him underground. I saw what grabbed him below and it was the red giant- exactly like your painting!"

　　When Banner said this, his voice trembled slightly.

　　"And then?" Ivan was curious.

　　"He said he would kill me! Then he attacked me, forced me to transform, and I fought him!"

　　"What next?"

　　"After I woke up I didn't know where I was. I'm not sure what happened but I think I beat him. "

　　"Oh, I see..."

　　"Then, do you have anything to say about your painting?" Banner asked.

　　"I can only remind you that General Ross is hunting you down, I saw it on the news."

　　"I'm asking about the Red Giant!"

　　"It's actually very simple. Just think- why did it say Hulk was going to die? Obviously knowing you."

　　"What are you trying to say?"

　　"The one who wants you to die most, think about it..."

　　"You mean the Red Giant was General Rose?" Banner asked.

　　Ivan took a deep breath.

　　Red Hulk has never appeared in Marvel movies, but it does exist. Ivan could not help but worry a little more about this world.

　　If this is a complete Marvel Cinematic Universe, then the risk factor is considered quite small...

　　But if according to Banner, there was really a red giant- which was only found in comics- Ivan can't help but think of more existences that are scarier than that.

　　Red Hulk is General Ross, and this is no problem.

　　"Only he wants you to die the most." Ivan said.

　　Banner frowned and held his head for a while.

　　"It seems I have to flee to a farther place." Banner said preparing to leave.

　　"No, not really. You can come to my orchard to help if you want."