"Bang!"
Hulk punched Lucian on the arm, leaving two deep marks in the sand under his feet.
Lucian followed the power from his fist and glanced at Hulk's standing posture, then raised his hand and pushed on his chest.
"The legs didn't keep up, and the waist didn't turn. Only your arms moved when you punched."
Hulk looked down at his fist, then looked at Lucian, and immediately roared unconvinced, "Hulk is very strong!"
"Strength is no excuse."
Hulk grinned and rearranged his posture.
"Come again!"
Lucian did not refuse.
During these ten days, Hulk had to repeat every action tens of thousands of times, including standing, punching, leaning, and turning around. At first, he thought it was troublesome and wanted to run away after standing for less than ten minutes. Later, Lucian pushed him back several times, and he finally understood that there is no punching without practice.
Now Hulk has at least learned to control his body.
In the past, the style of play that only relied on anger to drive power was wasted too much. The power of Hulk is already terrifying enough, and coupled with the continued growth of anger, if this power is really used, the combat effectiveness will be improved.
As for the progress of Copy, it has also been completed.
Although he was not knocked unconscious, Lucian sat next to him and used double acceleration several times while he was sleeping, which directly saved most of the time. Since he could be lazy, of course he would not wait all the time.
"That's almost it."
"Okay, that's it for today." Lucian glanced at the sky, "Let's eat."
"Eat!" As soon as Hulk heard this word, the fighting spirit on his face instantly turned into a simple and honest smile, and he took long strides and ran in the direction of the fighter plane.
Ten days of training is enough to make several people familiar with each other's relationship. Wanda's Chaos Magic has been able to stabilize and condense, and Pietro has also learned to stop, turn and use force while moving at high speed.
As soon as he reached the table, Simona rushed over with several agents.
Lucian swept through everyone and finally looked at Simona.
"You are doing well these days." Lucian said.
Whether it was the deployment of supplies or the blockade of this sea area, she handled it in an orderly manner without any mistakes.
Simona felt happy, but still maintained a respectful expression on his face. "This is my duty."
"What you should do and reward are two different things."
Lucian took out two injections from System Space and placed them on the table.
One is the same as the one injected by Wanda and others. It is light golden in color and is specially used to strengthen the physical body.
The liquid in the other tube showed an unstable blue color, and seemed to contain another completely different power.
"Of these two potions, the golden one can make your body stronger. The blue one can give you a superpower, but the risk is greater, and I don't know what the specific superpower is." Lucian looked at her, "You choose one."
The surrounding agents' breathing stopped, and their eyes were fixed on the two needles.
Simona's body also stiffened for a moment. She looked at the potion on the table, and then bowed deeply.
"Sir, I just did some trivial things and I don't deserve such a reward."
Her voice was sincere. She knew very well that something like this, which could bestow extraordinary power, was of inestimable value. She, a subordinate who had just surrendered, had no virtue or ability.
Lucian smiled.
"You are the manager of Vought International, and you have a group of Enhanced Agent under you. If you are weaker than them, why should you let them obey you?"
Simona raised his face.
"I can manage them with command and discipline."
"That's what ordinary people do." Lucian reached out and tapped the table, "This is not an ordinary company now. If you want them to listen to you in times of danger, you must have the ability to make them obedient."
Simona was silent for a few seconds.
She understood what Lucian meant. This was not just a reward, but a recognition of her status and an investment in the future.
Simona picked up the riskier potion.
"I choose this."
"Are you sure?"
"OK."
Lucian looked at her and added, "Inject in the arm or thigh. After the drug takes effect, don't use your ability to suppress the body's reaction. Lie down if you can't hold it anymore."
Simona nodded.
Without any hesitation, she pulled out the needle cap, inserted it into her arm, and pushed the liquid all the way down.
She could clearly see the heartbreaking pain during the injection of Wanda and Pietro that day. But at this moment, she just clenched her teeth, her body was shaking due to the severe pain, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, but she stood up straight without making a sound.
She wanted to leave a good impression on Lucian.
Lucian is indeed a little surprised.
This woman's willpower is stronger than he thought.
After a few minutes, the effects of the medicine slowly wore off. Although Simona's face was still pale, her breathing had stabilized. She could feel that her body was filled with unprecedented power.
"Go back and rest first." Lucian retracted his hand, "I will report back after my body adapts."
"Yes, sir."
Simona turned around and left, walked a few steps and then stopped.
"I won't let you down."
Lucian looked at her back and didn't respond.
This sentence sounds very ordinary, but he knows that Simona has completely put himself in Vought International's position. Very good, the management has strength, and the people below will have hope.
The backs of several agents straightened up even more.
They didn't get the potion, but they saw hope. As long as the task was completed well enough, maybe it would be their turn to take the next potion.
Lucian smiled and ignored these people's little thoughts. He was about to get up and urge the brother and sister who were a little lazy just after eating to continue training. A golden and red armor cut through the sky, hovered accurately over the island, and then slowly landed.
The visor opened, revealing the tired and proud faces of Tony·Stark.
"Where is my Dr. Banner?" He glanced around, "The food I left for him stayed for more than ten days. If he doesn't come back, I will wonder if you used him to make fertilizer on the island."
Lucian looked at him.
"Banner is sleeping."
"Sleeping?" Tony raised his hand and pointed at Hulk who was practicing boxing in the distance, "You call that Banner?"
Hulk heard the sound and turned his head to look over.
"Hulk is not Banner!"
"Well, at least he still knows who he is." Tony took a few steps closer and handed out the metal box he was holding in his left hand, "Celebrate. This is a masterpiece completed by a super genius who worked tirelessly."
Lucian took the box but did not open it immediately.
"You came at the wrong time." Lucian said.
Tony looked at him strangely, not hearing the deep meaning of his words, and thought he was joking.
"What?" Tony raised his eyebrows and joked, "You have to hit the cook when you're full, right? Let me tell you, my armor is not a decoration..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
What answered him was a huge rock wrapped with scarlet energy, whistling and coming from the side at high speed, aiming directly at his head.