A few minutes ago.

Colonel Phillips, who was in the control room, was settling in a polite conversation with one of the committee members, Councillor Brand.

"I'm glad you're here, Mr. Councillor."

The colonel said with a smile.

Originally, with his temper, he was reluctant to deal with politicians.

Because, these guys are so hypocritical!

Always with a smile on his face, but secretly thinking about the benefits that can be gained from each decision.

This made Colonel Phillips, who was born in the military and looked at the big situation, very unaccustomed.

But as the administrator of the Strategic Science Corps and a participant in the Super Soldier program, he had to learn to deal with politicians.

After all, research funding and allocated resources need to be approved by the committee.

"That's the 'Super Soldier' you chose? Oh, my God! He looked like he hadn't eaten in days! ”

Councillor Brand stood in the control room on the second floor, looking down.

Seeing the short and thin Rogers, he was surprised.

This is a little different from the super soldier that the committee wants.

"Rogers is...... Standby to prevent failure. Did you see him, Councillor, Luke Cavill, the best soldier I've ever met! ”

Colonel Phillips looked embarrassed and pointed to Luke below.

He wasn't optimistic about Rogers, and the fact that the other party was here was only the result of Dr. Erskine's insistence.

"At this stage, many people are applying for funding, but the budget allocated to the Strategic Science Corps will always be the largest! Colonel, don't let your Excellency the President down. ”

Councillor Brand typed and sat down with the propagandists who were with him.

He was not willing to attend, not out of love for science.

But I want to take this credit into my arms at the first time.

Councillor Brand is keenly aware of the propaganda value of the Super Soldier itself.

It doesn't matter if you can change the situation of the war, it is the key to attract the attention of the people!

After five minutes, the experiment of serum injection was carried out to the final stage.

The power switches of the two metal instruments have been twisted to 70 percent.

A dazzling white light that almost flooded the surrounding space.

A roar of intense pain emanated from inside the metal instrument.

That's Rogers!

The process of injecting serum was like a thousand knives to him, cutting every cell and nerve in his body.

Especially as the energy delivery value increases, the more violent the transformation has to endure, and the greater the pain caused to the physical and mental level!

"Steve!"

Erskine's right hand trembled, and it was well known that the injection of serum might cause the death of the subject.

Only the one who succeeds in surviving can become a super soldier.

But it seems, Rogers can't take it anymore.

"Colonel, what's going on?"

Councillor Brand asked, tilting his head sideways.

Two identical metal instruments, also on the subject of serum injections.

Why did Rogers act in such pain and Luke's side was unresponsive?

Could it be that he was injected with a fake serum?

Faced with Congressman Brand's doubts, Colonel Phillips shrugged his shoulders and showed the same puzzled expression.

"Subsequent templates need to rely on prestige to unlock...... Isn't that the same as when I was playing the game? ”

Luke, lying on a metal instrument, is unaware of the changes in the outside world.

He digested the vast amount of information his brain received and began to understand how to use the so-called "template".

First of all, there is the level setting given by the character panel.

According to the different classes, the game divides the Kryptonians into six levels.

LV1, civilian.

LV2, Warrior.

LV3, Scientist

LV4, General.

LV5, Archon.

LV6, Emperor.

Each time you level up, you can draw items that are exclusive to Krypton.

For example, the Fortress of Solitude, the Code of Life, and other key items.

"And the Superman template I have now is a 'civilian', no matter in terms of overall quality or ability, it is not as good as the genuine Superman next door for the time being......"

Luke looked grayed out and didn't have the many templates unlocked, which was a bit regrettable.

The plug-in he received was essentially a game panel.

So in terms of setting, it still follows the mode of brushing prestige, liver level, and completing daily tasks.

"Clark Kent is a naturally produced Kryptonian with endless potential; As for General Zod, who is also a Kryptonite, he is a born general, and his level is estimated to be LV4 and LV5! ”

Luke's mind diverged, thinking of the two Kryptonian people who were more impressed.

Although he is currently only the lowest rank of LV1 "civilian", it is enough.

The Krypton bloodline is essentially a super-large power bank, and as long as it absorbs the stellar energy of the yellow sun, its physical fitness will continue to grow.

It's just that I want to have unlimited potential like a real superman.

Then you have to work hard to brush up your reputation, liver level, and increase the upper limit.

Otherwise, it is completely unrealistic to become a golden superman just by basking in the sun!

……

……

"One hundred percent!"

The power of the metal instrument was turned on to its maximum, and the blinding white light almost burned his eyes.

There was a burst of electric sparks from the console, and Rogers, who was screaming in pain, suddenly fell silent.

Erskine hurriedly asked Howard Stark to turn on the metal instrument, and he couldn't care about Luke, who was silent, for the time being, and saved Rogers first.

A burst of white gas dispersed, and everyone showed expressions of incredible shock.

Steve Rogers!

That thin little man has become a tall and mighty captain with big chest muscles in the blink of an eye!

It's like a different person.

The next moment!

Everyone in the control room cheered and was immersed in ecstasy, eager to throw a celebratory reception immediately.

Congressman Brand was even more full of pride and ambition, shouting such big words as "Berlin should be nervous" and "capture Hitler alive."

In his opinion, with a super soldier army like Rogers, the Allies are guaranteed to win the battle without any suspense!

However, Colonel Phillips, who was immersed in excitement, excitement, and other emotions, and Councillor Brand, did not notice the entourage in the control room, and approached Dr. Erskine while everyone was not paying attention.

"Long live Hydra!"

The entourage who had come to congratulate him quietly walked into Dr. Erskine's ear and uttered such a sentence.

The latter looked up in surprise, only to see a pair of cold eyes.

Hydra?

Dr. Erskine reacted immediately.

The entourage did not give him time to call for help, and a PPK automatic pistol was pressed against the opponent's chest and the trigger was pulled directly.

The bullet pierced the heart, bringing up a flower of blood.

Dr. Erskine felt a moment of pain, then collapsed weakly.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the room, accompanied by the shouts of "protect the councillors", and the guards leaned in.

Immediately after, there was a loud bang in the control room.

The flames of the explosion swept out!

A powerful shock wave that shattered the glass windows!

Colonel Phillips guarded the panicked councillors, while the GIs on guard were swept by the air and slammed into the wall like a kite with a broken string.

Screams, explosions, gunshots......

The cacophony interrupted Luke's vision of the future.

He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and easily broke free from the restraints that were tightening on him—a necessary measure to prevent the subject from moving and doing something harmful to himself.

Crunch! Crunch!

Luke punched through the sturdy outer shell of the metal instrument, ignoring the pulsing electric sparks, and with a fierce force of his hands, he peeled open the layer of alloy iron.

With a tooth-aching tearing sound, the next moment, Luke jumped out of the metal device.

He saw Dr. Erskine, who had been shot and fell to the ground, and Rogers, who had become tall and strong.

Councillor Brand shrunk his head and was covered by everyone and hid aside.

And the man in the suit, who was suspected of being a hydra killer, shot down several guards, ran up the stairs and disappeared from sight.