Another High-Level Achievement

10:20 a.m., Heisenberg Mansion.

Lord Heisenberg was drinking in the nightclub.

Across from him, Bullseye stood there, endlessly blowing smoke.

"Boss, you're famous, really famous this time!

Unlike before, someone compiled the video of you beating the Hulk last night and posted it online!"

"Hmm..." Lord Heisenberg nodded.

"God, that's the fucking Hulk—the one who's wrecked cities more than once and left the U.S. military helpless!"

"Mm-hmm!" Lord Heisenberg nodded.

"We all know you're strong, but no one imagined just how strong. You took down the Hulk with just three punches...!" He clenched his fist and slammed it down: "You finished him!!!"

"Ha..." Lord Heisenberg let out a cooperative breath.

"And you kicked him all the way to the moon with one foot—that crater's still there!"

"So what? Stop with this boring crap and get to the point!"

Lord Heisenberg finally cut Bullseye off. Getting brown-nosed once or twice was fine, but too much of it got awkward fast.

Bullseye wasn't about to get mad at being interrupted. As a professional underling, he knew how to show the boss what he needed.

When the boss was drinking alone and bored, you had to step up with some flattery to liven things up.

But now the boss wanted business.

Bullseye snapped to attention, like...

Well, he stayed straight for just a second before wincing, grabbing his lower back, and leaning his upper body back desperately.

No help for it—that ass of his...

Even Lord Heisenberg felt a pang of pity, so he raised a hand and waved.

"Forget it, go rest."

"No, Boss, I still have to take those idiots out to console the citizens of New York!"

"Ha, cut back on the booze. You want the whole city drunk and shooting each other every day?"

"Got it, Boss. We're low on stock anyway. This afternoon, I'll take the guys and hand out some car fuel for folks to escape New York, plus the toasters we've been making and selling at the factory!"

???

Lord Heisenberg blinked. Kingpin sold toasters too?

But as the boss, there was no need to be surprised over every little thing.

He nodded expressionlessly and said, "Do what you want, but don't let your wound get worse. Go."

"Yes!"

Bullseye took his leave.

Once he was gone, Lord Heisenberg pressed the service bell on the table.

Billy, the manager who always kept an eye on the nightclub, hurried over.

"Boss!"

"Get Jessica. Tell her to have the Skrulls meet me on the roof."

"Yes."

Billy set things in motion, while Lord Heisenberg strolled leisurely through the nightclub's backstage.

After a brief appreciation of the dancers' dazzling bodies, he lay down on a lounge chair, soaking up the sun as he waited.

As for Bruce Banner, he'd already been moved to the villa—Lord Heisenberg didn't want to enjoy the view with a man around...

Before long, two Skrulls arrived on the roof.

The moment they appeared, they performed an incredibly elaborate bow from a distance, not even caring if Lord Heisenberg was looking.

Then, as they approached, they stopped about ten meters away.

Lord Heisenberg looked up at them. The male Skrull immediately bowed again.

"An honor to meet you, great Lord Heisenberg."

The words made Lord Heisenberg shudder with disgust.

"Guys, no need to be so stiff. We're all outsiders here on Earth. Sit."

He pointed to a nearby lounge chair.

But the Skrulls didn't dare. They stood their ground and spoke respectfully.

"No, no, no, we're not worthy of sitting beside a life as great as yours. I've seen countless powerful beings across the universe, but you're the most brilliant among them. Just standing here and looking at you already feels incredibly offensive to me."

"Heh heh..."

Heisenberg let out a dull laugh.

Whether from his own experiences in the Origin Universe or the memories the Kryptonian Elder had shared with him, all these valuable lessons told him one truth: always treat flattery like a fart. Otherwise, when someone jokes with you and you get carried away, it'll end up awkward.

So he continued.

"If I tell you to sit, then sit. Don't take my words lightly, Skrull."

"Yes!"

The two quickly found places to sit. As they did, Heisenberg spoke again.

"Last night, I only made a verbal agreement with Lady Arida, so..."

Heisenberg raised his eyelids, slowly scrutinizing the Skrulls. Invisible pressure gathered around them, making the Skrulls gasp nervously. As the two grew flustered, Heisenberg pressed on.

"So, after you've been rescued, our agreement...?"

"Fully established, Your Excellency!"

The male Skrull immediately answered. Though he still appeared composed, the deepening wrinkles on his face had already betrayed his inner panic.

"We Skrulls have long lost our nation and territory. We no longer hold ourselves as high and mighty like the Kree or the Shi'ar Empire. To serve a powerhouse like you, who rivals the Destroyer Titan Thanos, we Skrull refugees are immensely honored!"

As soon as he finished, Heisenberg shook his head. His denial turned the Skrulls' faces green. Though they were already green to begin with...

In any case, at that moment, the Skrulls even imagined Heisenberg slaughtering their refugees.

But Heisenberg only said to them, "Not just that, my Skrull friends. What I want are Hill and Nick Fury!"

As he spoke, Heisenberg rose and walked over to the Skrulls, patting the male Skrull on the shoulder.

"Hand them over to me, and I'll deliver a suitable planet to you at the right time, as agreed. Don't you want that?"

"Of course we do!" The Skrulls nodded in unison.

"Good."

Heisenberg nodded.

"It's 10:40 AM Earth time now. I want to see them by 10:40 PM tonight. Go!"

He directly shooed the two Skrulls away, knowing they had ways to contact their kin.

After the Skrulls left, Heisenberg returned to the villa and casually pushed open Bruce Banner's room. That bastard was still unconscious—or maybe just sleeping?

In any case, Heisenberg didn't want another man staying in his house anymore. He instantly unleashed his Heat Vision, the scorching red light slamming hard into Banner's chest. In just a moment, before Banner could even scream, he had already transformed into the Hulk.

"Roooaaar!!!"

As always, the Hulk's roar erupted. The moment he woke, he was eager to smash something to vent his anger. Unlike Banner, who had never woken up, he still remembered the grudge of Heisenberg beating him up!

But after he finished roaring out his fury, he looked up and saw Heisenberg standing before him...

At that instant, the Hulk lost his love for the outside world for the first time.

Back when Banner tried every way to lock the Hulk inside his body, who knew how much the Hulk longed to come out and see? Every time Banner couldn't control the Hulk, it was the Hulk's happiest time!

The Hulk, that big kid, was especially simple. Whether people attacked him or hated him, he just wanted to come out, walk around, take a close look at the world, and play climbing games on all those skyscrapers.

But not today, not at this moment...

The Hulk instantly stopped roaring, even slumping his back a little. At the same time, he drooped his arms and stared blankly at Heisenberg. Maybe it was an illusion, but Heisenberg felt like he could see the scenes of him beating the Hulk up in those dull eyes...

Still, the Hulk was the Hulk after all. After a brief daze and wariness, he chose to attack Heisenberg.

A single failure couldn't shake him—he was fearless!

That's right, Hulk was fearless.

Even during that infamous moment everyone mocked him for, when Hulk refused to come out of Banner in Avengers: Infinity War, it wasn't because he was scared of Thanos. It was because he'd grown a brain and decided he wasn't happy.

In Hulk's eyes back then, he was just a fool being used as a tool by Banner.

Banner restrained him all day long, desperately keeping him from emerging.

But the moment Banner got into danger and took a beating, he'd hand it all over to Hulk.

Hulk was simple, not stupid. He wasn't about to keep going along with Banner forever.

So when Infinity War hit theaters, Hulk... chickened out.

Anyway, for now, Hulk hadn't grown tired of it yet. He wouldn't be too scared to come out just because Heisenberg beat him once.

With a loud roar, he swung his fist straight at Heisenberg's head.

Thud!

A dull sound rang out as Heisenberg caught the Hulk's fist with his palm.

At the same time, he used his Biological Field to protect the rooftop floor beneath them, keeping the two from crashing all the way down into the Nightclub below.

"Haha, still got some spirit!"

Heisenberg laughed. He had some fun to play with again!

So he grabbed Hulk and shot straight into the sky!

This fight didn't take place on Earth, but on Mars.

The battle lasted a full two and a half hours, even making Heisenberg miss lunch.

But Heisenberg didn't mind. Compared to that same meal, his sense of achievement right now was indescribable!

Heisenberg stood back on his rooftop, stomping on Banner's chest and shouting at him.

"Hulk, huh?"

"Mad, huh?"

"Scared of Thanos, but not afraid of me, Heisenberg, huh?"

"Still dared to fight me, huh?"

As he yelled, Heisenberg slapped the unconscious Banner's face.

"Weren't you pretty brave before? How'd you go soft?"

With that, he grabbed the unconscious Banner and shook him back and forth.

"Get your act together!"

After shaking him for a while and seeing no sign of Hulk coming out again, Heisenberg got bored and let him go.

Staring at Banner lying unconscious on the ground, Heisenberg took a satisfied sip of his drink.

His second major achievement in the Marvel Universe—making Hulk too scared to show his face.

Achieved!!!

He set down his glass, pressed the service bell, and when Billy showed up yet again in person, Heisenberg pointed at the naked Banner on the floor.

"This guy's basically done for now. Take him down to S.H.I.E.L.D. and give the New York Shield, which is just starting to pick up, a little trouble!"