A short while later, Erik composed himself, pushed open the door, and entered the Observation Room. He could not hide the intense excitement and joy in his eyes, and his chest rose and fell slightly as he remained immersed in the shock of his transformation.
He strode forward and bowed deeply to Solomon, his posture respectful.
"Boss, thank you for your help!"
At that moment, his heart was filled with genuine gratitude.
Had Solomon not allowed him to participate in the Compound V experiment, even a lifetime spent honing his Magnetic Field Manipulation ability would have left him confined to the single field of energy manipulation, forever unable to remedy his body's fatal weakness.
The physical tests just now had made him fully recognize his terrifying strength.
The laboratory's Split Hopkinson Pressure Bar, used to measure extreme impact force, was a high-precision mechanical testing device custom-made for Vought. Its measurement range topped out at a full twenty tons, enough to withstand twenty tons of explosive impact.
Yet with just one casual punch, without even using a tenth of his strength, the sheer impact of his body had exceeded the device's load limit, smashing the entire precision instrument into useless wreckage on the spot.
Such outrageous physical strength was something he had never even dared imagine before.
Before his transformation, he had possessed magnetic abilities but an incredibly frail body. He had been a textbook glass cannon, utterly helpless whenever his powers were countered.
But now, he had been completely remade. With both offense and defense and a powerful body, he was like a mobile steel fortress, every weakness remedied.
Even against Shaw, who had long weighed on his mind, he now had complete confidence that he could face him head-on and even kill him outright.
Solomon waved a hand casually,