Hulk Appears

However, seeing this, he grew somewhat suspicious.

"Unafraid of bullets... are these big guys invulnerable to blades and guns?"

Noah shook his head and said, "Of course not. In fact, Fighting Wolf's greatest advantage lies precisely here. Aside from the head and spine, Fighting Wolf has no weaknesses.

Even if its spine is destroyed, it will only lose its combat capability rather than die."

Unfearing of death!

Hearing Noah's explanation, most of those present were tempted.

To them, the compensation paid for a soldier's death was often countless times more expensive than that equipment.

Thus, for the military, the greatest issue had always been how to reduce the death rate.

And urban warfare had always been the type of combat most likely to cause casualties.

The only question was how controllable these Fighting Wolves were and how complex the missions they could carry out might be.

"I am Lieutenant General Newman Reynolds of the Army.

I have to admit that what you've said has moved me somewhat, but I want to know—

What kind of combat missions can they perform?

If you can satisfy me, I believe you'll receive a rather substantial order."

It was done. A smile appeared at the corner of Noah's lips.

No one could refuse such a "low-cost" weapon.

He activated his own virtual display.

Compared to Stark Industries' products, theirs was clearly a notch inferior.

Fortunately, it did not affect its use.

After pulling up all the relevant data, Noah continued his explanation.

"This is a biological weapon we engineered using the genes of top-tier hunting dogs, along with certain other biological genes.

To avoid trouble, we did not grant these biological weapons something like 'intelligence.'

Therefore, all of their actions follow instinct.

And the method of control is through this intelligent system.

Because of its low production cost, it can only carry out simple tasks.

Such as advancing, retreating, killing enemies, and so on.

It cannot perform precise tasks such as rescue operations unless someone nearby controls it.

But its flaws do not outweigh its merits. Its price is only 180,000 US dollars!

If you like them, Lieutenant General Reynolds, don't miss this opportunity.

Next, I'll play some field test footage. I believe it will give everyone a clearer understanding of this product."

As he spoke, Noah began playing footage of Fighting Wolves in combat.

In the first video, a fully armed eight-man squad faced off against a single Fighting Wolf.

After nearly twenty minutes of stalemate, five of the men lost their combat capability, while the Fighting Wolf was killed.

By this point, Lieutenant General Reynolds had already made up his mind.

But he still decided to keep watching.

The second video showed five full eight-man squads, forty men in total, once again in complex terrain.

There were also forty Fighting Wolves.

This time, because of their numbers, the Fighting Wolves chose to attack proactively.

By the thirteen-minute mark, the forty-man squad had been wiped out.

Seven Fighting Wolves had died.

Such a terrifying casualty ratio left everyone astonished.

The video demonstration made it clear.

When these biological weapons achieved numerical superiority, their frontal combat strength increased.

Even when outnumbered, they remained extremely dangerous.

Most importantly, someone noticed something.

"Mr. Allen, did the people controlling the Fighting Wolves have intelligence on those squads?

These big guys always managed to find the enemy's location immediately."

Noah smiled.

"No, that is precisely another of Fighting Wolf's main abilities."

Smell!

They had inherited—and even optimized—the strengths of the genes within their bodies.

Aside from some weakening of their vision, their hearing and sense of smell were exceptionally keen.

They were absolutely perfect for tracking down enemies!"

Lieutenant General Reynolds's expression paused slightly.

He imagined what it would be like if every mission squad could be equipped with a Fighting Wolf like this.

Enemies would have nowhere to hide.

As for the price—

$180,000 was far higher than he had initially imagined.

But after learning about the Fighting Wolf's specific capabilities, it also seemed far lower than expected.

A Humvee cost nearly $300,000, while a Fighting Wolf with so many functions was practically a bargain.

"Can it undergo field testing?

Also, there should be a discount for bulk purchases, right?"

Lieutenant General Reynolds spoke bluntly.

"Of course!"

Noah smiled happily.

The production cost of a Fighting Wolf was less than $30,000.

In other words, every one he sold earned him $150,000!

Lieutenant General Reynolds was not the only one.

Quite a few people were interested, including members of every military branch.

Even the police department wanted to buy a batch to use as police dogs.

They were just a little expensive, so they were still hesitating.

After all, they were not as wealthy as the military.

Besides the military, there was another department that surprised him somewhat.

S.H.I.E.L.D., though it was currently still called the Homeland Strategic Defense, Attack, and Logistics Agency.

This department was also the deep-pocketed kind.

He had originally thought that all the things he had done with the Corpse-Eating Insects might draw S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention.

Yet they had not appeared even now, making him worry for nothing for a long time.

At present, he was not capable of going head-to-head with S.H.I.E.L.D.

But that would soon change.

Once this deal went through, he would be legitimate capital, with the military backing him as well.

Even if Nick Fury wanted to make a move against him, he would have to think it over carefully.

As numerous organizations expressed their intent to purchase—

for Noah, this Weapons Expo had come to a perfect conclusion.

That night, to celebrate winning the military's favor—

Noah had a good time with Caroline at home.

Just as he came out of the shower, he heard Caroline say:

"This world is really getting more and more dangerous.

First the 'Fantastic Four' showed up, and now there's this big green guy."

Hearing that, Noah quickly walked over.

A news report was playing on the television.

On the screen, a small green giant was battling the military. Tanks crumbled before it like tofu.

Bruce Banner—

Hulk had finally appeared!

But Hulk would not have any contact with him yet, so Noah quickly calmed down.

He smiled at Caroline and said:

"That big guy isn't as good as me!"

Caroline rolled her eyes, followed by a startled cry.

That strong little man had charged at her again.

After a bout of passion, Noah leaned against the bed.

Not counting the Fantastic Four, those people had appeared far too early.

Now that Hulk had emerged, it meant the plot was finally about to begin.

The truth of this world would slowly be unveiled.

Superheroes, aliens, ancient guardians, even gods and demons from other worlds, and more.

Especially terrifying beings like The Ancient One.

Once this world's plot began, everything would head in an uncontrollable direction.

It was fine while The Ancient One was still alive.

But once The Ancient One fell, he seriously doubted whether Doctor Strange, who succeeded him, could continue to hold back the invasions of those dimensional lords.

Especially since this world was not as simple as it appeared.

Even the Loom of Fate had shown up.

If some other plots crossed over into it, that probably wouldn't be surprising either.

Plots were the most unreliable things.

If he wanted to live well, he still had to rely on himself!