After Daisy chose Earth as the guardian planet for her Star Brand, it was not entirely useless.
At the very least, when you went to work, you had to be given a uniform and the tools you needed for the job, right?
At this point, she could borrow the planet's will to a certain extent.
This ability had not been granted by the Star Brand. She had forcefully developed it through her own ingenuity.
She had learned the trick by "watching" the Black Queen die. Calling it learning was giving herself too much credit. Daisy had not even dared to look at the scene back then, but just as many experiments could not measure internal temperatures or calculate exact figures, yet could infer data through other supplementary materials, she had done the same.
She had roughly examined the ashes left behind by the Black Queen. Peering through a tube at a leopard, she had not seen even one ten-thousandth of the actual scene, but even that tiny glimpse had given her countless ideas. Suppressing the Hulk's will was merely one small application.
The Hulk instantly felt a fear that bordered on absolute. He wanted to roar, wanted to vent his dissatisfaction through rage, but the planet's will suppressed his anger. His body gradually shrank, and in less than ten seconds, he had reverted to that exceptional physicist.
"Hulk says he really doesn't like you." This transformation had lasted too long. It took Doctor Banner nearly a minute to regain clarity.
After recovering his own personality, he gave Daisy a wry smile.
Daisy did not care. The Hulk was useless to her; Bruce Banner's mind was the true treasure.
Among Marvel's scientists, Bruce Banner was actually the one she admired most.
No one had ever called Stark a scientist, and he