Adam, who mysteriously transmigrated to the Marvel universe over a decade ago, has established the powerful Umbrella Corporation. Now, he's unleashing a new era of viral evolution. The Progenitor Virus, T-Virus, C-Virus, and G-Virus are just the beginning of his sinister plans. As heroes and villains struggle to contain the chaos, new threats emerge: the Blacklight Virus, Z-Virus, and the dreaded Cthulhu Virus. Adam's shadowy influence grows, pushing the Marvel universe to its limits. __________________________ patreon.com/ShadySmuggler [20 chapters ahead on patreon]
At this moment, Banner had already climbed up to the second floor through the water pipe.
This floor happened to be the home of a female worker from the soda factory, and she was still in the middle of a bath.
"Ah!"
The beautiful worker, upon seeing someone outside the window, screamed instinctively, assuming she was being peeped at.
However, upon seeing her, Banner immediately recognized who she was.
It was Martina, a fellow employee at the same factory, and he knew she had feelings for him.
Thinking of this, he disregarded any notions of propriety and rushed over to cover her mouth.
He couldn't help but notice how unexpectedly well-endowed she was, her skin smooth and soft, unlike the roughness often seen in girls from the slums.
Martina, upon realizing it was Banner, blushed slightly.
She hadn't expected him to have this kind of interest—if she'd known earlier, she wouldn't have been so reserved before.
But there was still time.
"Hmm…"
With that thought, she let out a soft moan.
Hearing this, Banner felt his heart racing, and his watch started beeping with an alarm sound.
"Don't… please, stop."
"Huh? So, you like it this way, huh?"
Seeing Banner's conflicted expression, Martina licked her lips suggestively.
Just as she was about to make a move, Banner grabbed her hand, and the alarm on his watch became more urgent.
"Someone's trying to kill me."
Hearing this, Martina's desires instantly dissipated, and she quickly put on her bathrobe.
"Follow me."
A moment later, they both stood behind the door, opening it slightly to peek through a crack.
They could see a group of armed soldiers passing by.
Once the soldiers were far enough away, Banner let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you."
With those words, he turned and left, not looking back, leaving Martina standing there with a bitter look in her eyes.
When Banner finally made it to the street, he realized that the soldiers hadn't gone far, causing him to panic once again.
Quickly, he pulled his hat down, blending in with the crowd, trying to leave unnoticed.
However, Emil, the leader of the soldiers, had clearly studied Banner's photo before the mission and immediately recognized him, starting a fast pursuit.
Seeing this, Banner knew he had been exposed and took off running.
Thanks to his familiarity with the area, Banner managed to lose the soldiers after a while and even caught a glimpse of General Ross.
Now he understood—it was his old father-in-law who still hadn't forgotten about him.
Once again, he ran.
But this time, he accidentally bumped into a group of thugs from the factory.
There were four of them in total, all well-built and clearly not to be messed with.
These guys often harassed women at the factory, taking advantage of others. Banner had some grudges with them as well.
The bald leader of the group, upon seeing it was Banner, immediately looked furious.
"So, it's you, punk."
With those words, the bald man threw a punch at Banner.
But Banner wasn't weak—he quickly countered, taking the man down. However, his limited strength meant the man quickly got back on his feet.
Taking advantage of the moment, Banner took off running again.
After running for about ten minutes, he arrived at the factory where he worked, leaning against a locker and gasping for air.
"Huff, huff…"
"Beep, beep…"
The alarm on his watch hadn't stopped.
Looking down, he saw that his heart rate had reached over 180. This wasn't good—he needed to calm down. He couldn't run anymore.
"Hey, Yank!"
A voice echoed from a distance—it was the bald thug again.
"Come on out and play!"
Banner had no choice but to run again through the dimly lit factory.
But the thugs were also factory workers and knew the place well. After a while, they managed to corner him.
"Let's see where you run now—grab him!"
In no time, Banner was caught by the four of them and pinned against the wall.
"Don't do this. If I get angry, it'll be really scary."
Hearing this, the bald thug sneered mockingly.
"You're scary? I'm scarier."
At the same time, the soldiers chasing Banner had already put on their night vision goggles and were aiming at him from a distance.
Banner also spotted the soldiers outside the factory window, along with the guns in their hands.
He then glanced at his watch.
His heart rate had already reached 190, "You don't understand—there's going to be big trouble here."
The bald thug laughed loudly, "Hah, I 'am' the big trouble."
Just then, a soldier fired a tranquilizer dart, but it was accidentally blocked by one of the men, who immediately collapsed.
Seeing this, the thugs released Banner.
But when Banner looked down at his watch, he saw his heart rate had already hit 200.
It was too late.
His eyes started to turn green.
The bald thug, enraged by his fallen comrade, yelled furiously, "DIE YOU FUCKER!!"
He kicked at Banner.
"Ah!"
A massive hand grabbed the bald thug's leg and flung him away.
"Boom…"
The bald thug flew over ten meters, crashing into a machine and instantly losing consciousness.
Outside the factory window, Emil saw the appearance of a gigantic green monster.
"Unidentified target spotted. Requesting orders."
In the van, General Ross heard the report and immediately responded, "That's the target! Fire! Use the tranquilizers!"
Without hesitation, Emil and his soldiers opened fire.
"Pft, pft, pft…"
The tranquilizers hit Hulk but couldn't even penetrate his skin, falling to the ground harmlessly.
But this only attracted Hulk's attention—he turned and glared at Emil and the soldiers.
Realizing this, Emil shouted, "Use live rounds! Use live rounds!"
"RATATATATATA…"
But even after switching to live ammunition, the bullets couldn't pierce Hulk's skin, only further enraging him.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, Hulk charged at them.
"Boom! Crash!"
After a fierce battle, the screens in General Ross's van went black. This meant his first plan had failed.
"Damn it, send out the creatures!"
"Yes, sir!"
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Inside the factory, after taking down his enemies, Hulk angrily scanned his surroundings.
He had been repressed for so many years—finally breaking free, he was eager to vent his frustration.
But after looking around, he found no more enemies, so he prepared to leave.
Just then, he froze, his face growing serious as he sensed something strange.
It was a smell, like a mixture of sewer rats, durian, and stinky tofu.
"Clatter… Boom!"
After a moment, the sound of shattering glass and something heavy hitting the ground echoed.
The already dim lights in the factory flickered out, plunging the place into total darkness.
But the night vision that Hulk possessed didn't hinder him.
He could clearly see what had arrived.
It was a two-and-a-half-meter tall monster, with no skin, its red muscles exposed.
The creature had four arms, with a pair of fierce eyes on its shoulders and thighs.
Its chest resembled a monstrous mouth, surrounded by terrifying bone spikes.
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