"Dr. Banner, we can help you with some troubles, some problems from the real world." George Washington said with a smile as if he hadn't heard Banner's words, his tone didn't change in the slightest.

"Solve the trouble you've caused me." Banner sneered. Trouble, why do you have so much trouble. He wouldn't forget that this trouble was brought about by the people in front of him. Banner never considered himself a saint to repay his grievances with virtue.

"There is no going back from what happened before, although I would love to say sorry. But I don't think Dr. Banner needs it. The past has happened, and all we have to do now is look forward, isn't it? George Washington stroked the stick of civilization in his hand, and was very calm about what he had done.

"Think about it, Dr. Banner. Don't be incognito, don't run around, you can live a stable life, live an ordinary life, and you can pursue your love like an ordinary person. "George Washington is a politician, and his keen insight makes his every word go straight to the point.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Bruce Banner's face was very ugly. From an expert in an academic field to a fugitive on the run, the transition has been too fast. It was just an experimental accident. Running around, living like a rat in the shadows of society, wandering on the fringes of society. Completely abandoned by the world. Thinking that everything that happened to me now was inseparable from the person in front of me, an inexplicable anger surged in my heart.

Drip, drip!

The shrill alarm rang out in the quiet room, and General Ross and George shook their bodies, and they stepped back and looked at the emaciated Dr. Banner. The sound of heavy, low breathing, the heaving chest heaving, like a furious beast, dangerously diffused from Banner's body. The silvery-white watch on his left arm continued to emit a high-pitched siren.

There was silence around the rental house. It's like sensing a terrible existence, the creatures around it seem to have pressed the pause button, and those who scream stop screaming, and those who run stop running, everything becomes so quiet, quiet and a little frightened. George clutched the civilization stick tightly in his hand. Feeling the unnatural tremor of his body, he took a deep breath to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

"I hope you will keep the promise." A hoarse voice rang out in the room, and Banner looked up, a pair of green eyes staring at the two men. From those green eyes, both General Ross and George Washington could feel the power of a rage to the point of madness.

"It's a pleasure to work with." George Washington said in a deep voice.

……

Federal Institute of Biology.

In the silver-white laboratory full of science fiction, ten strong men lying in the cultivation tank, surrounded by researchers in white coats, kept shuttling back and forth, observing. What is recorded. Through the clear glass of the laboratory, Bruce watched it all with a blank expression. General Ross and George stood beside him. Look at everything in the lab.

"Let's go." An indifferent voice rang out.

After receiving the order, the researcher nodded and pressed the start button, and the Hulk serum extracted from Bruce Banner was instantly injected into the bodies of the ten test subjects. Following the circulatory system, the Hulk serum is instantly transported throughout the body and begins to surround the cells. The human body in the petri dish began to tremble violently.

Infect, transform.

The serum from the Hulk contains special proteins that act like dyes. Begins to infect normal cells. The moment the cells come into contact with these foreign proteins, they begin to mutate, and nutrients are absorbed in large quantities. The infected cells begin to divide and proliferate.

The energy contained in the Hulk serum is beyond imagination, far beyond the limit of these new mutant cells, and in the blink of an eye, the mutant cells begin to rupture, and the changes in the cells trigger a certain mechanism in the subject's body, like an enraged bull, the cells surrounded by the serum begin to multiply wildly. The number is increased indefinitely.

Splitting multiplies, increasing the number of mutant individuals, adaptation to high-potency serum, rupture, repeating......

And so on. In the outside world, the physique of the ten experimenters expanded rapidly, and thick hair instantly emerged from the countless pores of the subject's body. Solid muscles, sharp teeth. The original normal people have disappeared, replaced by ten well-built werewolves. The muscles that throb under the fur show a great sense of strength.

"What is this, you didn't tell me that the test subject in front of me was a werewolf." Looking at the suddenly changed test subject, Bruce, who was standing outside the laboratory, was stunned for a moment, then his face became very ugly, and he looked at the two people around him and asked in a deep voice.

"Dr. Banner, it doesn't matter, does it?" George rubbed the civilization stick in his hand and looked at the changes in the laboratory and said indifferently.

"Dr. Banner, as one of the transcendents, you should know that the energy in your body is not something that ordinary people can bear, even if it is only one ten-thousandth." The electric currents meet, the magnetic field changes, and along with the blue light and shadow, the white-haired Magneto emerges from the sky.

Bruce's eyes stared at Magneto's manifestation, a wary look in his eyes.

"Hehe, doctor. You need to open your mind and not let the limits of your perception constrain you. Looking at the guarded Bruce, Magneto smiled and shook his head, not caring, "As long as you want, we are free in this world." Mankind? Werewolf? Bloodsucker? The Transcendent? None of this matters, what matters is what you can get in this world? ”

"Dr. Banner, the 'game world' we live in is like a giant cake, and the purpose of our people's existence is to fight for it. And these are the knives in our hands, the knives for cutting cakes, as much as you want, you can make a knife yourself to cut as much as you want, as long as you can do it, no one will stop you. George looked at everything in the lab, his eyes sparkling.

From the moment he awakened his memory, he knew the meaning of this world.

This illusory world itself is composed of a trace of consciousness of global human beings, and it is a delicious piece of cake. In this illusory world, as long as you awaken your memory, you are a player, otherwise you are an NPC. By becoming a player, you are entitled to share in the world. From the start of the game to the end of the game, you are eligible to divide the cake as long as you live.

That's what Edward did. Just like luck in the world, the more powerful you are, the more luck you will get, and the more benefits you will get when the final settlement comes.

To put it simply, Edward made a big cake with a hint of consciousness from everyone on the planet, and as the game was completed, the cake ripened. In this process, everyone should show their muscles and show their muscles, and after a few rounds, distribute this cake according to the points they have obtained.

"Ahh "It worked." "We succeeded."

“……”

In a series of exclamations, there were ten more five-meter-tall green werewolves in the laboratory.

"It's really a favored ability." Magneto sighed as he looked at all ten successful test subjects.

This world is the world of the night, so she favors the people of the night.

"Next, it's up to you, Doctor." George looked at Bruce beside him and said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )