Chapter 96 Gamma Blood
The gigantic green body weighing nearly one thousand kilograms flew backward uncontrollably.
Boom—!!!
Hulk smashed through the outer wall of the first building.
Then through a second.
Finally—
His body embedded itself deep beneath the reinforced foundation of a third structure several streets away.
Concrete exploded outward.
Steel support beams twisted violently.
The entire avenue trembled beneath the impact.
Meanwhile—
Lynn descended slowly from midair.
The white coat fluttered gently behind him.
He flexed his right hand once.
A faint numbness lingered inside the bones.
After all—
He had just exchanged a direct punch against the Hulk at peak rage output.
Two weeks earlier—
That collision alone would have shattered his entire arm instantly.
But now—
The microscopic damage repaired itself within seconds.
The Undying Divine Body reconstructed damaged tissues continuously at cellular speed.
Farther away—
Iron Man hovered motionless in the air.
The Mark armor thrusters emitted weak intermittent pulses.
Tony Stark's mouth remained open behind the visor for several long seconds.
Finally—
"…JARVIS."
"Yes, sir."
"Analyze the force output from that punch."
Several seconds of silence followed.
Then even the AI voice hesitated faintly.
"Based on shockwave spread radius, environmental destruction, and Hulk displacement trajectory…"
"Estimated peak striking force…"
"…approximately five thousand tons."
Silence.
Absolute silence filled the communication network afterward.
Tony swallowed slowly.
The Hulk's previously measured single-strike output fluctuated between two thousand and four thousand tons under high-rage conditions.
Yet Lynn—
A doctor wearing a white coat—
Had overpowered that force directly.
"When…"
Tony muttered hoarsely.
"…did he become this terrifying?"
No one answered.
Inside the battlefield medical pod—
Captain America awakened from the violent shockwave vibrations.
Steve Rogers clutched his bandaged chest and staggered toward the observation window.
Then froze completely.
Outside—
The figure in the white coat walked calmly toward the gigantic crater created by Hulk's impact.
"…Dr. Lynn?"
Steve's voice carried open disbelief.
Before the dust clouds even settled—
Lynn had already leapt downward into the crater over ten meters deep.
At the bottom—
The Hulk remained embedded crookedly inside shattered concrete and steel reinforcement.
His massive arms spread outward unnaturally.
Compressed steel bars wrapped around portions of the body like restraints.
The rage-filled green eyes now remained only half-open.
Pupils unfocused.
The violent concussion from Lynn's punch had temporarily shut down higher neural function entirely.
But—
He had not reverted to Bruce Banner yet.
Meaning the rage level remained dangerously high.
Recovery would occur rapidly.
Lynn crouched beside the unconscious Hulk calmly.
Analysis of All Things completed diagnosis immediately.
No fatal injuries.
Only severe cranial trauma and temporary nervous-system paralysis.
With Hulk's absurd healing factor—
Consciousness would likely return within twenty seconds.
Time remained limited.
Lynn reached inside the white coat and removed a specialized extraction syringe nearly as thick as a human finger.
This tool had been designed specifically for extreme biological samples.
Armor-piercing rounds could not penetrate Hulk's skin consistently.
This syringe could.
Lynn located the carotid artery instantly.
Even Hulk's blood vessels appeared monstrous.
The artery beneath the green skin pulsed like an industrial pressure pipe.
Without hesitation—
Lynn drove the needle inward.
Thick green blood surged rapidly into the extraction chamber.
The liquid glowed faintly beneath the transparent tube.
Analysis completed instantly.
Gamma-radiation concentration:
Over forty times higher than Bruce Banner's ordinary state.
Peak-rage gamma mutation density.
The highest-quality gamma source obtainable currently.
The syringe filled completely.
Lynn withdrew the needle smoothly and stored the sample inside the white coat immediately.
At that exact moment—
The Hulk's finger twitched slightly.
Consciousness returning.
Lynn's second hand already held another prepared syringe.
Inside:
A high-dimensional neuro-anesthetic personally engineered earlier.
Ordinary humans required only trace quantities affecting the medulla oblongata.
The Hulk—
Flooded continuously by gamma radiation and adrenaline—
Required direct spinal-fluid injection.
Lynn flipped the gigantic body over.
Even moving nearly one thousand kilograms—
Though difficult—
Had become fully possible with the Undying Divine Body.
He located the gap between the second and third cervical vertebrae instantly.
Then injected the drug directly into the spinal canal.
The Hulk's body spasmed violently once.
Then gradually relaxed.
Like air escaping from a punctured war machine.
Green skin faded slowly.
Muscles shrank.
Bone structure compressed inward.
Several seconds later—
The terrifying monster capable of shaking Manhattan had vanished.
Only Bruce Banner remained.
Thin.
Exhausted.
Curled unconscious at the crater bottom.
Lynn casually tore a damaged curtain fragment from nearby rubble and draped it over Banner's body.
Then leapt effortlessly back to street level.
At the same time—
The system interface illuminated inside his consciousness.
[Ding! Hyperdimensional Mutation Source Successfully Extracted!]
[Beginning Biological Analysis…]
[Holy Hand Copy Activated…]
[Scanning Target Core Talents…]
[Detected Core Talents:]
[Gamma Superhuman Strength Potential — S Rank]
[Infinite Endurance — A+ Rank]
[Rage Amplification — Special Talent]
[Copy Progress: 10%…50%…100%!]
[Ding! Copy Complete!]
[Obtained S-Rank Talent: Gamma Superhuman Strength Potential]
[Ability Description:]
[Muscle fibers permanently modified by gamma radiation.]
[Strength increases exponentially under physical damage and heightened emotional excitation.]
[Theoretical Upper Limit: Undefined]
Lynn stood silently at the crater edge looking down toward his own hands.
He clenched one fist slowly.
Then released it.
A terrifying new force now slept deep within every muscle fiber.
Unlike static strength enhancement—
This was dynamic escalation.
The more damage sustained—
The stronger he became.
Combined with the Undying Divine Body's near-limitless regeneration…
Even Lynn himself no longer wished to imagine where the upper boundary might eventually lead.
He suppressed the rising excitement calmly.
Then walked back toward the battlefield hospital expressionlessly.
The blast doors sealed shut behind him once more.
Lynn poured another cup of coffee.
At that moment—
Nick Fury's voice emerged through the communicator again.
But this time—
The anger had disappeared.
Only deep caution remained.
"…Lynn."
"You just punched the Hulk across several city blocks."
"I was defending myself."
Lynn sipped the coffee calmly.
"He intended to destroy my hospital."
"You call THAT self-defense?!"
Lynn ignored the question entirely.
Because his attention had already shifted upward toward the sky outside.
A low metallic groan echoed across Manhattan suddenly.
The sound resembled steel scraping against reality itself.
Even laboratory glassware inside the medical pod vibrated faintly.
Lynn walked toward the observation window slowly.
Then looked upward toward the gigantic wormhole above Stark Tower.
And finally—
He saw it.
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