Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Pietro felt his eyes welling up with tears.

He used to think Homelander was just a megalomaniac, a showy celebrity.

But now, he feels he deserves to die.

This is a true hero!

"Ding! Special popularity points gained +10000! (From Pietro Maximov)"

Pietro stared into Azu's eyes and said solemnly.

"I swear! I will bring Wanda back! I will bring her home!"

In fact, Azu also had his own considerations.

Research on compound 5 has reached a bottleneck at Water.

Although Dr. Connor is a genius, Walter is ultimately a conscientious company that has to consider the boundaries of public opinion and cannot conduct inhumane experiments as recklessly as Hydra.

Therefore, there has been no progress on the enhanced version of T-VEX.

Since I can't do the experiments myself, I might as well outsource it.

Not only does it save on R&D costs, but it also avoids the moral burden.

Once Hydra has produced the finished product, he will then "execute justice" and take all the results.

He's gained both fame and fortune; he's won big.

"I'll have to get Skynet to send more T-850s to Sokovia later," Azu thought to himself. "And get that Rumlow to give this shipment the green light."

Thinking of this, Azu was in high spirits and prepared to fly away.

"Go, Pietro, I'll be waiting for your good news."

however.

"Um... Boss..."

Pietro's weak voice came from behind.

"What's wrong? Is there something else?" Azu turned around.

Pietro was lying there like a lump of mud, his limbs hanging limply, only his eyes were still moving.

"Um... I think I won't be able to go today."

Pietro looked embarrassed, and even seemed about to cry.

"The effects of T-VEX... have worn off."

"Right now... apart from my mouth, I can't get an erection anywhere on my body."

"..."

Azu looked at Quicksilver, who resembled a noodle, and his lips twitched.

"Weren't you running around happily just now?" Azu laughed in exasperation.

"That's because the drug is still working, boss!" Pietro wailed. "I'm a useless person now. Forget about going to Sokovia, I need someone to help me even to pee."

"..."

Azu took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.

"Alright."

He reached out and grabbed Pietro's suit from the back, lifting him up like a sack of potatoes.

"Then let's go back to base first."

"Tell Hydra to wait a couple more days."

"Ouch! Boss! Take it easy! You're choking me!"

Pietro swayed in the air, his face filled with despair.

"Can we try a different position? A princess carry would be fine too!"

"I'm a global idol now! If my female fans saw me being carried around like a dead dog, my image would be completely ruined!"

"If you say another word, I'll throw you down."

Azu coldly uttered a sentence, picked up Pietro, and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards New York...

Back at VGD base.

Azu flew directly to the balcony of the medical center and threw the limp Pietro to the doctor sitting there.

"Give him two injections of glucose, or something else to help him regain his strength."

Azu clapped his hands and gave Pietro a disdainful look.

"What a troublemaker."

"Thank you, boss... I love you, boss..." Pietro lay on the stretcher, weakly making a heart shape with his hands.

Ah Zu ignored him, turned around, went out, and entered the elevator.

He needs to go back and catch up on his sleep; he's been mentally exhausted from acting these past few days.

……

New York, Avengers Tower.

Inside Stark's holographic lab, the air temperature was a constant 22 degrees Celsius, but Bruce Banner still felt a bit hot.

He unbuttoned his shirt collar and rubbed his eyes, which always looked tired.

Before him, a massive blue holographic projection constructed a complex model called "Veronica".

"The data is wrong, Tony." Banner's voice sounded tired as his fingers tapped on the virtual keyboard. "The parameters of this layer of the suppression field... if it's targeting the Hulk, it's not enough."

Tony Stark leaned casually against the lab bench, a glass of chlorophyll juice in his hand. Although his palladium poisoning was cured, he still retained some strange health habits.

"Not enough, Bruce? This is Stark Industries' most advanced force field generator. Theoretically, it can trap a Godzilla in heat." Tony raised an eyebrow. "Have you been under too much stress lately? Should I arrange a yoga class for you? Or... do you need to find a therapist for your cuckolded partner?"

"This is no joke, Tony."

Banner looked serious as he pulled up another set of data models, which were simulations derived from the T-VEX serum in Tony's possession.

"Look at this metabolic rate." Banner pointed to the wildly fluctuating numbers on the hologram. "This is the reaction after simulating an injection of the Vought T-VEX drug. With just microgram-level contact, the activity of Hulk cells increased by 300%."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Tony said, pulling a bag of blueberries from under the table. "Faster, stronger, greener. And we have Homelander. If the Hulk goes out of control, I don't think it's a problem Homelander can't solve."

"It's not that great, Tony." Banner pointed to the wildly fluctuating curve on the screen. "I studied the molecular structure of T-VEX. This compound... it's not just an enhancer, it's an extremely powerful biocatalyst."

"If it were injected into an ordinary person, it could give them twenty to fifty times the strength."

"But what if..." Banner paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, "...what if it reacts with gamma rays? That is, what if Hulk was injected with this stuff..."

The simulated curve on the screen instantly broke through the peak and turned into a glaring red warning.

"Its effect won't be twenty times, Tony. That's an exponential explosion." Banner's voice trembled. "A hundred times? No, that's just the beginning. Hulk's rage will be amplified infinitely, and his sanity will be completely burned away."

"A hundred times the size of Hulk..." Tony whistled. "That does sound like a bit of a problem. But who's going to give Hulk a shot? I doubt anyone'd dare go near that giant."

"Where there's a will, there's a way." Banner shook his head. "An alien madman, or some other madman."

"Then he won't be the Hulk anymore." Banner looked at Tony, his eyes filled with fear. "He'll become a walking gamma storm. One of his punches might not pierce the Earth, but the shockwave it generates will be enough to level Manhattan. Homelander won't be able to handle him, and even if he could win, the Earth couldn't withstand that level of combat."

Tony put down the dried blueberries in his hand, and his expression finally turned serious.

"You mean, apocalyptic level?"

"I mean, I've even considered exiling myself to space," Banner said with a wry smile. "The Veronica System is like paper in front of that thing."

"Alright, alright." Tony snapped his fingers. "Don't do anything stupid, Dr. Banner. Hulkbuster Armor 2.0... no, Hulkbuster Ultimate Edition project is starting. We need stronger alloys. Maybe I can ask Homelander for some vibranium; he has the connections..."

"Sir," Jarvis's gentle British voice broke the silence. "Although I don't want to interrupt your 'doomsday seminar,' there are visitors downstairs requesting entry."