Superman of the Marvel Universe

a few minutes ago.

Colonel Phillips in the control room was chatting with Councilor Brand, one of the members of the committee.

"I'm glad you're here, Mr. Congressman."

the colonel said with a smile.

Originally, given his temper, he was unwilling to deal with politicians.

Because these guys are so hypocritical!

He always has a smile on his face, but in his heart he is secretly calculating the benefits that can be gained from every decision.

This made Colonel Phillips, who had a military background and valued the overall situation, very uncomfortable.

But as the manager of the Strategic Science Corps and a participant in the super soldier program, he had to learn to deal with politicians.

After all, research funding and allocated resources require committee approval.

"Is that the 'super soldier' ​​you selected? Oh my god! He looks like he hasn't eaten in days!"

Representative Brand stood in the control room on the second floor, looking down.

Seeing the short and thin Rogers, he looked surprised.

This is a little different from the super soldier the committee wanted.

"Rogers is...the backup in case of failure. Congressman, did you see him, Luke Cavill, the best soldier I have ever seen!"

Colonel Phillips looked embarrassed and pointed his finger down at Luke.

He is not optimistic about Rogers. His appearance here is just the result of Dr. Erskine's insistence.

"Many people are applying for funds at this stage, but the budget allocated to the Strategic Science Corps will always be the largest! Colonel, don't let the President down."

Councilor Brand struck a chord and sat down with the accompanying publicist.

His willingness to attend was not motivated by a love of science.

But I want to take the credit into my arms as soon as possible.

Senator Brand is keenly aware of the propaganda value of super soldiers themselves.

Whether it can change the situation of the war is not important, attracting the attention of the people is the key!

After 5 minutes, the serum injection experiment reached its final stage.

The power switches of the two metal instruments have been turned to 70.00%.

The dazzling white light almost flooded the surrounding space.

A roar containing intense pain came from inside the metal instrument.

That's Rogers!

The process of injecting serum was like millions of knives to him, cutting every cell and nerve in his body.

Especially as the energy transfer value increases, the more intense the transformation it has to endure, the greater the pain it will cause to the physical and mental levels!

"Steven!"

Erskine's right hand was shaking, and everyone knew that injecting the serum might cause the experimenter's death.

Only the one who survives successfully becomes a super soldier.

But it seemed that Rogers couldn't bear it anymore.

"Colonel, what's going on?"

Councilor Brand asked, tilting his head.

Two identical metal instruments, the same subjects receiving serum injections.

Why did Rogers act so distressed and there was no reaction from Luke?

Could it be that he was injected with fake serum?

Faced with Senator Brand's doubts, Colonel Phillips shrugged, showing the same puzzled expression.

"Subsequent templates need to be unlocked through reputation... isn't this just like when I play games!"

Luke, who was lying on the metal instrument, was unaware of the changes in the outside world.

He digested the massive information received by his brain and began to understand how to use the so-called "template".

First, there is the level setting given in the character panel.

According to different classes, the game divides Kryptonians into six levels.

LV1, civilian.

LV2, warrior.

LV3, scientist

LV4, general.

LV5, Archon.

LV, emperor.

Each time you upgrade, you can extract props unique to Krypton.

For example, key items such as the Fortress of Solitude and the Code of Life.

"And the Superman template I have now is a 'civilian'. No matter in terms of overall quality or ability, it is temporarily inferior to the genuine Superman next door..."

Luke looked at the gray state and the many templates that were not unlocked, feeling a little regretful.

The plug-in he received was essentially a game panel.

Therefore, in terms of settings, we still follow the pattern of gaining reputation, liver level, and completing daily tasks.

"Clark Kent is a naturally born Kryptonian with unlimited potential; as for General Zod, who is also a Kryptonian, he is a born general, and his level is estimated to be at LV4 or LV5!"

Luke's mind wandered, and he thought of the two Kryptonians who had a profound impression.

Although he is currently only the lowest level of LV1 "civilian", it is enough.

The Kryptonian bloodline is essentially an oversized power bank. As long as it absorbs the stellar energy of the yellow sun, its physical fitness will continue to grow stronger.

It's just that I want to be like a real Superman and have unlimited potential.

Then you have to work hard to gain reputation, liver level, and increase the upper limit.

Otherwise, it is completely unrealistic to turn into a golden superman just by basking in the sun!

……

……

"One hundred percent!"

The power of the metal instrument was turned to the maximum, and the dazzling white light almost burned my eyes.

A burst of electric sparks exploded from the console, and Rogers, who was screaming in pain, suddenly became quiet.

Erskine quickly asked Howard Stark to open the metal instrument. He temporarily ignored Luke who was silent and rescued Rogers first.

A burst of white air spread out, and everyone showed incredible expressions of shock.

Steve Rogers!

That thin little man turned into a tall and powerful captain with big breasts in a blink of an eye!

It's like a new person.

next moment!

Everyone in the control room cheered, immersed in ecstasy, and wanted to hold a celebration party immediately.

Congressman Brand was even more arrogant, shouting such big words as "Berlin should be nervous" and "Capture Hitler alive".

In his opinion, with an army of super soldiers like Rogers, the Allies are guaranteed victory and can win this battle without any doubt!

However, Colonel Phillips and Councilor Brand, who were immersed in emotions such as excitement and excitement, did not notice the entourage in the control room and approached Dr. Erskine while everyone was not paying attention.

"Long live Hydra!"

The entourage who came to congratulate quietly walked up to Dr. Erskine's ear and said these words.

The latter raised his head in surprise, but only saw a pair of cold eyes.

Hydra?

Dr. Erskine reacted immediately.

The attendant did not give him time to call for help. He put a PPK automatic pistol against the opponent's chest and pulled the trigger directly.

The bullet passed through the heart and brought up a flower of blood.

Dr. Erskine felt pain for a moment, and then fell weakly.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the room, and with the call of "protect the congressmen", the guarding soldiers came closer.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud boom in the control room.

The fire of the explosion swept out!

The powerful shock wave shattered the glass window!

Colonel Phillips protected the panicked congressmen, while the guarding soldiers were affected by the air waves and hit the wall like a kite with a broken string.

Screams, explosions, gunshots...

These noises interrupt Luke's vision of the future.

He frowned slightly, thought for a while, and easily broke free from the restraints that tied him tightly - this was a necessary measure to prevent the experimenter from moving around and causing harm to himself.

Crunch!Crunch!

Luke punched through the solid casing of the metal instrument. Ignoring the dancing sparks, he used both hands to peel off the alloy iron sheet.

With a heart-wrenching tearing sound, Luke jumped out of the metal instrument the next moment.

He saw Dr. Erskine, who had been shot and fell to the ground, and Rogers, who had grown taller and stronger.

Representative Brand shrank his head and hid aside under the cover of everyone.

The man in a suit, who was suspected of being a Hydra killer, shot down several guards, ran up the stairs, and disappeared from sight.