Chapter 95 One Punch
"Your captain's durable."
Lynn removed the bloodstained gloves calmly while glancing at the unconscious Captain America.
"The ribs will regenerate naturally."
"Leave him motionless for twenty minutes before transport."
Iron Man looked toward Steve Rogers' now-stable breathing rhythm and finally exhaled slowly.
The tension hidden beneath Tony Stark's expression loosened slightly.
Then he glanced sideways toward Lynn.
"How much this time?"
The hostility in his tone had weakened noticeably.
"Twenty million dollars."
Lynn answered immediately.
"The exact number you personally quoted earlier."
Tony's helmet visor twitched slightly.
"I said that casually!"
"Battlefield verbal agreements retain legal validity."
Lynn pointed calmly toward the internal recording systems embedded within the medical pod.
"Audio evidence substitutes written signatures under emergency conditions."
For several seconds—
Tony looked as though he genuinely wanted to throw the entire medical pod into orbit.
But after looking again at Steve Rogers—
A man who had just returned from the edge of death—
He swallowed every insult.
"…Fine."
"Put it on the tab."
The Mark armor sealed again immediately afterward.
Thrusters ignited.
Tony launched back toward the battlefield outside without another word.
The medical pod fell quiet once more.
Only Lynn and the unconscious Captain America remained.
Then—
Lynn calmly removed the hidden syringe from inside his white coat.
Inside the transparent chamber—
High-purity super-soldier bone marrow blood shimmered vividly beneath the operating lights.
Bright crimson.
Almost fluorescent.
This sample—
Collected during Steve Rogers' extreme biological stress state—
Contained a serum activity concentration far beyond ordinary levels.
At least three times purer than previous samples.
Without hesitation—
Lynn inserted the needle directly into his own arm.
The cool liquid entered the bloodstream instantly.
And immediately afterward—
The Undying Divine Body reacted violently.
Every cell began greedily absorbing and analyzing the incoming super-soldier genetic structure.
[Ding! High-Purity Super-Soldier Serum Detected!]
[Beginning Deep Fusion with Existing Physique…]
[Fusion Progress: 10%…50%…100%!]
[Ding!]
[A-Rank Talent: Super-Soldier Physique]
[Purity Increased: 70% → 95%]
[Status: Near-Perfect]
Warmth spread outward from Lynn's bone marrow instantly.
Not explosive.
Not violent.
Smooth.
Stable.
His muscles strengthened subtly.
Cellular synchronization improved further.
Even the Undying Divine Body itself became more refined.
Every fiber of his body seemed quietly alive with satisfaction.
Excellent.
Lynn flexed his fingers once.
Then casually discarded the empty syringe into the medical waste container.
At that moment—
Another massive explosion erupted outside the battlefield hospital.
Lynn reached for the nearby coffee cup—
Then realized it was already empty.
Just as he prepared to refill it—
Boom—!!!
The entire medical pod shook violently.
This time—
Not from distant bombardment.
The ground itself was trembling.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the north.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Each step resembled a giant hammer striking the streets.
Lynn walked calmly toward the observation window and glanced outside.
Then his eyes narrowed slightly.
A gigantic green figure charged directly through Fifth Avenue like a living natural disaster.
Hulk.
Buildings collapsed beneath his path.
Vehicles were smashed aside effortlessly.
Even scattered Chitauri soldiers firing nearby were grabbed, crushed, or hurled away without distinction.
The Hulk had completely lost control.
The Chitauri sonic weapon systems had shattered the final fragments of Bruce Banner's remaining rationality.
Now—
Only pure rage remained.
And his direction—
Led directly toward Lynn's battlefield hospital.
Natasha Romanoff's urgent voice burst through communication channels immediately afterward.
"Everyone clear Fifth Avenue!"
"Hulk's completely berserk!"
Three blocks away—
Tony Stark witnessed the charging Hulk and instantly felt his stomach drop.
"No no no no—!"
"Cap and Dr. Lynn are still inside!"
The Mark armor changed direction frantically.
But the energy reserves had nearly bottomed out already.
The weakened thrusters struggled desperately.
Too slow.
Meanwhile—
The Hulk continued advancing.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred.
Fifty.
The asphalt shattered beneath every step.
Each footprint sank nearly half a meter into the road.
An overturned fire truck blocked the street ahead.
The Hulk didn't even slow down.
One punch.
Boom—!!!
The entire armored vehicle flattened instantly into twisted scrap metal.
Then—
The giant green monster roared deafeningly and leapt into the air.
His body became a green artillery shell descending directly toward the medical pod.
The fist falling from above—
Large enough to crush the entire upper structure—
Contained force capable of destroying an aircraft carrier deck outright.
At that exact moment—
Boom—!!!
The medical pod blast doors exploded outward.
Not from Hulk's attack.
From inside.
Lynn stepped out calmly.
White coat fluttering beneath the burning battlefield sky.
Gold-rimmed glasses reflecting nearby flames.
No fear appeared on his face.
No tension.
Only absolute calmness.
He looked upward toward the descending green fist.
The gigantic hand alone nearly exceeded the size of his entire torso.
"Damaging medical property…"
Lynn spoke quietly.
"…incurs additional charges."
Then—
His right foot slammed downward.
Boom—!!!
The pavement beneath him exploded instantly.
Spiderweb fractures spread outward across the street.
And Lynn vanished upward.
Too fast for sound itself to follow.
A white sonic-boom cloud detonated behind him mid-launch.
Shockwaves hurled nearby debris and shattered glass across the battlefield.
Then—
Midair collision.
The Hulk.
A mountain of uncontrollable rage weighing hundreds of tons.
Versus—
A doctor wearing a white coat.
Lynn did not dodge.
His right fist clenched slowly.
Inside the Undying Divine Body—
Every stellar-reactor-like cell activated simultaneously.
Infinite streams of terrifying energy surged through bones, muscles, tendons, and nerves.
All converging into one single point:
His fist.
Then—
He punched forward.
No martial arts.
No elaborate technique.
Only absolute power.
Boom—!!!
A visible white shockwave exploded outward the instant their fists collided.
The blast exceeded Chitauri artillery impacts entirely.
Every remaining window within fifty meters shattered instantly.
Already damaged buildings nearby collapsed completely beneath the pressure wave.
At the center of destruction—
The Hulk's unstoppable fist froze.
Then—
His entire arm was blasted upward violently from the recoil.
The gigantic green body lost balance midair instantly.
And before the Hulk could recover—
An even more terrifying force erupted from Lynn's punch completely.
The Hulk—
The monster who could physically wrestle gods—
Was launched flying backward by one human punch.
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