I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 189 The Angry Hulk (Long Chapter)

As Banner left Mr. Blue's laboratory, Ye Feng's figure disappeared slowly as if merging into the air, leaving no trace.

"Dr. Banner, do you really think that little bit of serum can suppress the Hulk forever?"

At the entrance of a dark alley, Ye Feng's calm voice broke the silence of the night.

Banner stopped abruptly, his body tensing instantly as he looked warily toward the source of the sound.

He had just received an injection of serum, hoping to get some breathing room, but unexpectedly he was immediately approached by unknown individuals.

"Relax, I mean you no harm."

"Nothing for Hulk either."

Ye Feng slowly emerged from the shadows, the moonlight outlining his strikingly handsome profile.

"Who are you?"

Banner's voice trembled almost imperceptibly as he locked his gaze on Ye Feng, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

"The serum you received has only a temporary effect."

"Once your body has fully adapted to it, Hulk will still come back. Have you ever considered that the birth of Hulk might not be entirely the fault of gamma rays, but the problem might lie within yourself?"

Ye Feng did not answer directly, but instead pointed out a cruel fact.

His tone carried a strange soothing power, and Banner found his tense nerves relaxing without him even realizing it.

"This isn't the place to talk. Come sit with me."

7

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng snapped his fingers crisply.

"Clatter~"

The environment changes instantly.

Banner felt a blur before his eyes, and the next second, he was standing in the living room of a simply furnished yet comfortable apartment.

Outside the window was the familiar New York night view, but he was quite certain that the alley he had just passed was definitely not close to here.

"this----?"

Banner looked around in shock and stared at Ye Feng in disbelief.

He had witnessed all sorts of supernatural phenomena and could be considered a living miracle himself, but this ability to instantly teleport was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Don't worry, it's safe here."

"The military can't find this place. Even if Hulk accidentally escapes, I have a way to suppress him. I just want to talk to you."

""

Ye Feng seemed to see right through his thoughts.

As he spoke, a glass of water floated out of the kitchen and landed steadily on the coffee table in front of Banner.

Banner took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He didn't sense any hostility from Ye Feng at all; on the contrary, a strange sense of trust grew in his heart.

He slowly sat down on the sofa and picked up the glass of water.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

He asked, his voice much calmer.

"Literal meaning."

"You've always believed that gamma rays created the Hulk monster."

"But have you ever considered that a normal person would have died long ago from that dose of radiation? Why did you survive and even create the Hulk?"

Ye Feng sat down opposite him.

This question struck Banner like a hammer blow.

He had never thought about it from this perspective.

"The answer is simple: Hulk saved you."

"He actually existed in your subconscious in some form long before the gamma ray exposure."

"He is the protective personality that split off from you, bearing all the pain and harm that you could not bear."

"Over time, he became a monster born from repression and fear."

"Dr. Banner, Hulk is essentially a part of your own personality. As for why he came into being—I think you know the reason better than I do."

Ye Feng paused for a moment, then continued, "Gamma rays are just a catalyst. They caused the Hulk, who already existed, to mutate, becoming powerful and invincible."

"Isn't this the power you most longed for in your childhood?"

Ye Feng's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Banner's mind and leaving him speechless for a moment.

Countless fragments of dark memories—from being locked in the basement as a child and suffering abuse at the hands of his father—surface and intertwine with Hulk's furious roar.

"So—Hulk—is actually me—another me—"

Banner muttered to himself, his face pale, his mind racing as he tried to process this revolutionary idea.

"Dr. Banner, the mutated Hulk is no longer a simple case of split personality."

"He's more like an infant acting on instinct now."

"Conventional psychological interventions and treatments are ineffective for him. What you need to do is not to eliminate him, but to try to communicate with him and seek reconciliation."

"But this takes time. It takes until he grows up, can understand your words, and has a basic sense of self."

"Otherwise, if the internal strife and confrontation continue for a long time, the loser will likely be you, Dr. Banner."

Ye Feng's voice pulled him back from his chaotic thoughts.

"You found me and told me all this, but what is your purpose?"

Banner raised his head and looked sharply at Ye Feng.

He didn't believe that someone with such abilities would offer him guidance out of mere kindness.

"I can help you. At the same time, I'm also very interested in the existence of the Hulk itself."

"His power is connected to a supreme being in the universe."

"We didn't intervene before because your condition was still unstable and you were being watched by that being. Now, the time is almost ripe."

Ye Feng said frankly.

A pure white business card appeared silently next to Banner's water glass, with only a handwritten phone number on it.

"You can contact me when you feel you need help, or when you are ready."

"Clatter~"

Another snap of the fingers.

Banner felt a slight dizziness, and when he came to his senses, he was back in that dark and damp alley, as if everything that had just happened was a vivid dream.

Only the cold, hard business card on my fingertips proves that that surreal conversation actually happened.

"help me----"

Banner held the business card, his eyes filled with a complex and confused expression.

Ye Feng's words completely shook his long-held beliefs.

If Hulk is truly a part of him, then hasn't he been denying and trying to destroy himself all these years?

This idea left him feeling an unprecedented emptiness and confusion.

Meanwhile, at a military base.

"They've actually returned to New York—"

Ross's eyes were sinister.

He never expected that the target he had been tracking for so long had already quietly returned to New York and was still operating right under his nose.

What is the progress of the super soldier serum?

He turned his head and asked the researcher in the white lab coat next to him in a cold, hard voice.

"General, the serum stability has reached an acceptable level, but the side effects are still significant, and it places extremely high demands on the recipient's physical condition."

The researcher reported cautiously.

"That's enough."

"Inject Bronsky. Without the enhancement, we simply can't catch that green monster!"

Ross interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for argument.

He knew the risks of the substandard serum, but capturing Banner and unlocking the secrets of the Hulk's power was his obsession.

He would spare no expense as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

Emil Bronsky was the most suitable piece in his hand.

A few days later, on the streets of New York.

Banner carefully moved through the crowd, trying to minimize his presence.

He had secretly met with his girlfriend Betty Ross, and Ye Feng's words left him in a state of turmoil. He desperately needed someone he could trust to confide in.

However, he underestimated General Ross's determination and the pervasiveness of the surveillance network.

Just as he turned into a relatively quiet street, preparing to head to his temporary lodging, the ear-piercing roar of an engine grew louder and louder!

"Squeak!!"

Several military jeeps and armored vehicles suddenly rushed out from the front and rear intersections, their tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground, instantly blocking all paths.

Fully armed soldiers filed down, using the vehicles as cover, their cold gun barrels all aimed at the isolated and helpless Banner.

Banner's heart clenched suddenly, and he instinctively stepped back, leaning against the cold wall.

General Ross jumped out of a command vehicle, dressed in a crisp general's uniform, his eyes fixed on Banner like those of a hawk.

"Bruce Banner!"

"Give up your futile resistance and surrender immediately! You and that thing inside you belong to the state!"

Ross's voice echoed through the streets via loudspeakers.

Banner felt a surge of anger rising within him, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.

He struggled to suppress his shout, yelling at Ross, "Ross! You don't know how terrifying the Hulk is!"

"Let me go, I don't want to hurt anyone!"

"Don't want to hurt anyone?"

"Look at the destruction you've caused, look at the danger you've put Betty in! You have nowhere to run today, Banner!"

Ross sneered and stepped forward.

"Betty————"

Upon hearing this name, Banner felt a pang of pain in his heart, and his emotions surged violently.

He could feel his blood vessels dilating, his bones humming slightly, and a familiar green tinge appearing at the edge of his vision.

"No—not here—"

He bent over in agony, clutching his head with both hands, desperately fighting against the force that was about to spiral out of control.

Ross noticed Banner's change, a flicker of fanaticism and wariness crossing his eyes. He swiftly waved his hand: "Go! Non-lethal weapons, suppress him!"

A squad of soldiers armed with specially made high-voltage stun guns and capture nets quickly approached.

A powerful beam of electricity and a barbed net shot toward Banner!

"Ughhhhh!!"

Under extreme pressure, anger, and the stimulation of electric shocks, Banner's last line of rationality collapsed.

He let out a roar that was not human, and his body swelled up rapidly like a balloon being inflated!

Hiss—

Ordinary clothes were instantly torn to shreds.

His skin turned a deep green at a visible speed, his muscles bulged, and his bones stretched.

In the blink of an eye, a colossal green creature, over two and a half meters tall, replaced the previously frail scientist and stood in the middle of the street.

Hulk, arrive!

He casually ripped off the capture net that was wrapped around his body; the specially made net ropes that could trap rhinos were as fragile as spider webs in his hands.

The energy from the stun gun hit him, but it only caused a few sparks, which only enraged him more.

"roar!"

The deafening roar nearly overturned nearby vehicles.

He grabbed a military jeep from the side and hurled it at the densest area of ​​soldiers like a toy!

"Scatter! Scatter now!"

"Bronsky! It's your turn! Stop him!"

Ross yelled as he backed away, shouting into the communicator at the same time.

"I can't wait any longer, General!"

A voice filled with excitement and fighting spirit rang out.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the side, moving at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.

He was wearing a specially made combat suit, his muscles clearly defined; he was Emil Bronsky, who had been injected with the Super Soldier Serum.

At this moment, his strength, speed, and reaction have reached the peak of human capabilities, but his appearance is still that of a human.

"Bang!"

Using incredible speed and skill, Bronsky delivered a precise, powerful punch to the side of Hulk's knee, attempting to disrupt Hulk's balance.

Even reinforced concrete would be smashed into a huge crater by the force of this punch.

But Hulk's massive body only swayed slightly. He suddenly lowered his head, his green eyes staring at the tiny insect that dared to attack him with a mixture of confusion and anger.

Although the pain was mild, it was full of provocation.

Hulk roared, his enormous hand sweeping across with a gust of wind, trying to smash this annoying guy to pieces.

Bronsky's pupils contracted; Hulk's strength and defense far exceeded his expectations.

With the superhuman reflexes and agility granted by the serum, he performed a swift backflip, narrowly avoiding the hand that could flatten a tank.

A strong gust of wind slapped across his face, bringing a burning pain.

"Oh God—"

A soldier hiding behind cover witnessed this scene and couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Bronsky's performance was already inhuman, but that green monster was even more outrageous.

Without pausing after landing, Bronsky immediately started moving again, circling around Hulk like a shadow.

The punches and kicks came out like a storm, all aimed at Hulk's joints, soft spots, and other theoretically vulnerable areas.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sounds of blows were incessant, but the effect was minimal.

The Hulk's skin is incredibly tough, and his muscle density far exceeds that of any known substance.

Bronsky felt as if he were pounding on a moving steel mountain, the recoil making his arms tingle.

"Is that all you've got, you big guy!"

Bronsky moved at high speed while roaring provocatively, trying to provoke Hulk and throw him off balance.

His eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit. Being able to fight such a monster filled him with unprecedented excitement, but at the same time, there was also a hint of barely perceptible frustration.

His pride and joy were utterly powerless in the face of his opponent!

Hulk was furious at the bug that was jumping around and constantly biting him.

He suddenly spread his arms wide, embracing forward like a Vajra, and a violent wave of energy swept out.

At the same time, he raised his giant foot and stomped it hard on the ground!

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently, and cracks spread like a spider web.

Although Bronsky jumped up in advance to avoid the direct stomp, he was affected by the shockwave when he landed, causing him to stumble.

It was this fleeting vulnerability.

Hulk seized the opportunity, and his massive fist slammed down like a meteorite!

Bronsky only had time to cross his arms to block.

"Thump!!"

With a muffled thud, Bronsky felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding train. He was thrown backward uncontrollably, crashing through the wreckage of two scrapped military vehicles like a cannonball, before finally slamming heavily into a pile of sandbags, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Bronsky!"

General Ross, who was in the command vehicle, saw this scene and his face turned grim.

Even the strongest super soldiers are so easily defeated!

"The target's strength exceeds expectations! We cannot confront them head-on!"

The on-site commander's voice was filled with despair.

Ross's face turned ashen as he watched Hulk easily destroy the surrounding vehicles and barricades like he was taking apart building blocks, filled with both shock and rage.

He absolutely cannot let Hulk leave and enter a more densely populated area!

"Use heavy weapons! Armor-piercing rounds, rocket launchers! Aim for his legs and restrict his movement!"

"Firepower! We can't let him break through the encirclement!"

Ross practically roared the order.

More soldiers poured into the battlefield, and heavy weapons began to spit fire.

The armor-piercing bullets hit Hulk, and although they didn't cause fatal wounds, they did bring real pain.

The explosion of the rocket threw him to the ground, and flames shot into the sky and thick smoke billowed from the street.

The pain made Hulk even more ferocious. He grabbed pieces of rubble from the ground and threw them like cannonballs. The stones hit several military vehicles, instantly riddling them with holes.

He charged towards a machine gun position, easily knocking the bunker and the soldiers behind it flying.

The battlefield was in chaos, and conventional weapons seemed utterly powerless against the Hulk.

Meanwhile, Bronsky was dragged out of the rubble by the soldiers.

He was in excruciating pain and had multiple fractures. Although his super soldier physique kept him conscious, he had completely lost his fighting ability. He could only stare at the green giant shadow roaring in the hail of bullets with eyes full of resentment and shock.

He was obsessed with the Hulk's power.

"It seems that this is the limit of Hulk's power at present."

Ye Feng stood atop a skyscraper, calmly overlooking the unequal battle unfolding on the street below.

The power Hulk is displaying at this moment is indeed formidable, enough to crush an elite army.

But that's about it.

This did not meet Ye Feng's expectations.

"Could it be that Hulk's mental growth will further stimulate the amplification of his power?"

He seemed to be deep in thought.

The main purpose of coming here is to observe and study the Hulk up close.

Frankly, of the many possibilities he assessed, if the Hulk's personality truly did completely consume Bruce Banner, it might not be a bad thing for him.

In his normal state, Hulk's core emotion is straightforward anger, making him easier to predict and guide than Banner's complex and tangled thoughts.

Moreover, Hulk's mind is simpler, like a blank sheet of paper, making him far easier to control and brainwash than the meticulous Dr. Banner.

Making Hulk the dominant personality in this body might not be a bad choice.

In his understanding, the existence with Hulk as the dominant consciousness, which spans countless parallel universes, often surpasses the achievements and power of individuals dominated by Banner.

The most typical example is the Great Emperor known as Green Sorrow!

That was a prime example of Hulk's highly mature personality. He not only established his own order on the distant planet Sakaar, married and had children, but also demonstrated a calm and decisive character.

Even when he returned to Earth in a rage, the first thing he did was to formally declare war on the Illuminati and give the citizens of New York ample time to evacuate, rather than indiscriminately wreaking havoc.

Even after defeating Black Bolt, the leader of the Inhumans, he only captured him and did not kill him.

All of this shows that, from beginning to end, Hulk has only been seeking one answer.

One answer to why you would resort to any means to deal with me.

He refused to believe that his former comrades-in-arms would actually kill him.

Otherwise, given the power Green Sorrow possessed at that time, the Illuminati members would probably have suffered at least half casualties.

Even the powerful Doctor Strange and the unstable Sentinel were unable to gain the upper hand in that battle.

At that time, almost no one on Earth could stop Green Sorrow's brilliance.

Ultimately, after Hulk got the answer he wanted, he did not continue to exterminate the Illuminati.

This fully demonstrates that a mentally mature Hulk is far more stable and—more powerful—than Bruce Banner.

"Wanda, Pietro."

"Go and take Hulk out of the city. This observation can be concluded."

Ye Feng's voice rang out directly in Wanda and Pietro's minds through telepathy.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

The two responded briefly.

The next moment, two figures darted into the ruins of the battlefield like ghosts.

At this moment, General Ross's troops had been completely defeated by Hulk. The ground was littered with wrecked vehicles and groaning soldiers, almost all of them wounded.

Only General Ross himself, despite his face being ashen and seemingly about to drip water, stubbornly stood still, staring intently at the enormous green creature, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

"Hey! Big guy! Look this way!"

Quicksilver Pietro's voice, like a bolt of electricity slicing through the battlefield, drew Hulk's attention.

Almost simultaneously, crimson chaos magic snaked out from another direction and quickly wrapped around Hulk's massive body.

"This isn't a place for you to throw tantrums."

Wanda clenched her hands loosely, precisely controlling the magic.

The chaotic energy transformed into incredibly strong magical ropes, binding Hulk tightly, and the immense power prevented him from breaking free for the time being.

Immediately afterwards, Wanda swung her arms forward with a sudden movement!

She used her magic to forcefully lift Hulk's massive body, turning it into a green arc, and instantly hurled it into the distant horizon, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Seeing Hulk being taken away by these two suddenly appearing strangers, General Ross breathed a sigh of relief with mixed feelings.

At least, further disaster was averted, and his life was saved.

But this brief respite was immediately overwhelmed by despair.

He knew better than anyone that after paying such a heavy price in casualties, he hadn't even managed to break a layer of Hulk's skin; his military career had come to an end.

Meanwhile, in a desolate hilly area of ​​New York State.

With a heavy thud, accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground, Hulk's massive body crashed onto a relatively soft patch of mud.

With no clear target left to attack, and only the silent forest and the sound of the wind around him, the boiling rage within Hulk began to subside.

The chilling green began to recede like the tide, the enormous body slowly shrank, and the ferocious roar turned into an unconscious murmur.

Bruce Banner regained consciousness and lay naked and exhausted in the shallow crater he had created, staring blankly at the gray sky.