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Upon learning that Miller had awakened, General Ross Rima sent people to Miller's office to inquire about his well-being.

Miller was well aware of General Ross's purpose. "Take me to the lab, and I will keep my promise."

Upon entering the laboratory, Miller saw the medics and soldiers who were already waiting nearby. The soldiers looked at Miller with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness in their eyes.

News of the destruction of a white palace by the Secret Agents and the successful injection of super-soldier serum by Miller, spread throughout the entire military camp through General Ross's efforts.

These soldiers were fully aware that their first task after successfully injecting the Super Soldier Serum would be facing a supervillain who was like a human-shaped natural disaster. Tension was inevitable.

As for the consequences of failure, General Ross had already discussed them with them in advance. Although they were somewhat prepared, their behavior still revealed a degree of unease.

However, the power gained from successfully injecting the Super Soldier Serum and the substantial compensation made them decide to give it a try.

Miller smiled slightly and greeted them, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, but to little avail. Then, Miller looked at the army doctor, Dr. Abel, and asked, "Dr. Abel, what should I do?"

Dr. Abel replied with a serious expression, "I will notify you to provide treatment when the soldiers are about to collapse."

When General Ross arrived at the laboratory, the experiment began, and the first volunteer resolutely lay down on the operating table. His eyes were firm, and although he was filled with trepidation, he was well aware of the importance of this experiment to him.

As the serum slowly flowed into his body, he began to tremble violently all over, and pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, making him seem as if he might lose consciousness at any moment.

"Now's the time!" shouted Dr. Abel, the army doctor.

Miller immediately focused his mind and began to use the power of the Horse Talisman. He gently placed his hands above the volunteer, and a soft light began to envelop him. The volunteer on the operating table felt a warm power flowing through his body, and the pain began to gradually disappear.

After the super-soldier serum was fully injected into his body, everyone in the lab began to anticipate the changes in him. The medic immediately stepped forward to untie his restraints, as they were quite complicated to install.

The volunteer on the operating table slowly clenched his fist, feeling a significant increase in his strength. However, as the testing began, General Ross's smile gradually faded. The first volunteer displayed less than half the strength of Bronsky, who had received the weakest dose of the super-soldier serum. While significantly stronger than an ordinary soldier, it fell far short of General Ross's expectations!

As more soldiers received the injections, it became clear that the longer they persisted, the greater the effect. Therefore, Dr. Abel, the army medic who had received a suggestion from General Ross, began pushing the volunteers to their limits. This resulted in the last volunteer suffering brain damage due to delayed treatment.

If the nine successful volunteers hadn't already been taken away for ability testing, Miller thought Dr. Abel would likely have faced protests from the nine newly created super soldiers.

General Ross thought for a moment and decided to temporarily suspend the plan. After all, Miller would start asking for money after the treatment, which would cost $100,000 per person. The cost of the serum for these ten people was basically paid by Miller.

Moreover, the high cost of serum production means that even the wealthy US military is unwilling to waste it.

When Miller walked out of the military camp, he saw Natasha waiting at the camp gate.

"How long have you been waiting?" Miller asked curiously. "If it's been too long, I'll drive. I'm afraid we'll get into an accident."

Natasha, who was about to hug Miller, gave him an annoyed look and turned to walk to the driver's seat.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Miller admired Natasha's beautiful face. Her eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea, and beneath her high nose was a slightly upturned mouth. Even with a hint of anger, her beauty was undeniable. He couldn't help but sigh, "If only you were younger."

Natasha, who had initially felt a little smug because she noticed Miller's gaze fixed on her, thinking, "This guy is...", but after hearing Miller's remark...

Natasha finally lost her temper and pulled the car over to the side of the road. "I'm only 26, three years younger than you, how can I be old?" she said, and then prepared to hit Miller.

"Huh?" Miller looked incredulous as he took Natasha's hand. "You're only 26?" In Miller's mind, Natasha was an agent who had survived since World War II. How could she only be 26?

"My information clearly states that I was born in 1984. How can you think I'm old?" Natasha asked, somewhat aggrieved, as Miller held her hands. She had always paid great attention to skincare and tried her best to maintain a youthful mindset, but she never expected that Miller would think she was so old.

Looking at Natasha's aggrieved expression, Miller couldn't help but start to think quickly about where he got the impression that Natasha had survived World War II to the present.

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Seeing Natasha's persistent attitude, Miller, though puzzled as to when their relationship had become so close, still feigned gentleness and said, "I was just joking, otherwise why would you have noticed me?"

Miller felt a chill run down his spine after saying that.

Natasha was deeply moved and kissed him directly.

"No, not in the car..." Miller, who had just received the Super Soldier Serum, was easily pushed down into the car by Natasha.

Afterwards, Natasha calmly drove to New York, while Miller slumped in the back seat of the car with a look of utter despair.

Natasha said speechlessly, "Don't tell me this is your first time at your age. If so, I'll really be impressed."

Miller said bitterly, "This...this can't be the same, I was...was..."

Natasha rolled her eyes: "I don't think I can easily take down a superhero who just had a super soldier serum injection."

A fleeting look of embarrassment crossed Miller's face as he pretended to look out the window at the scenery.

Natasha remained silent, quietly touching her lower abdomen.

When the car arrived at Miller's home in New York, Natasha prepared to leave, but to her surprise, Miller, who had been silent the whole way, picked Natasha up from the car, carried her on his shoulder, and walked towards his apartment.

Natasha tried to struggle, but to no avail.

When the elevator doors opened, the people inside stared in disbelief at Miller and Natasha on his shoulder. Natasha, filled with shame and indignation, struggled again.