Superman

A few minutes ago.

Colonel Phillips in the control room is greeting one of the committee members, Congressman Brand.

"I'm glad you can come, Mr. Senator."

The colonel said with a smile.

Because of his temper, he was unwilling to deal with politicians.

Because these guys are too hypocritical!

Always smiling on his face, but secretly thinking about the benefits of each decision.

This made Colonel Phillips, who was born in the military, very unaccustomed to watching major events.

But as a manager of the Strategic Science Corps and a participant in the Super Soldier Project, he had to learn to interact with politicians.

After all, the research funding and the allocated resources require the approval of the committee.

"That's the'super soldier' ​​you chose? Oh my God! He looks like he hasn't eaten for a few days!"

Senator Brand stood in the control room on the second floor, looking down below.

Seeing the small and thin Rogers, he looked surprised.

This is a bit different from the super soldier the committee wants.

"Rogers is... a backup to prevent failure. Senator, have you seen him, Luke Cavill, the best soldier I have ever seen!"

Colonel Phillips was embarrassed and pointed his finger to Luke below.

He is not optimistic about Rogers, the opponent can appear here, but it is the result of Dr. Erskine's will.

"A lot of people are applying for funding at this stage, but the budget allocated to the Strategic Science Corps will always be the largest! Colonel, don't let the President down."

Congressman Brand tapped and sat down with the accompanying propaganda staff.

His willingness to attend is not out of love for science.

But I want to take this credit into my arms in the first place.

Senator Brand keenly saw the propaganda value of super soldiers.

Whether it can change the war situation is not important, but attracting people's attention is the key!

Five minutes later, the serum injection experiment was carried out to the final stage.

The power switches of the two metal instruments have been twisted to 70%.

The dazzling white light almost flooded the surrounding space.

A roar of intense pain came from inside the metal instrument.

That is Rogers!

The process of injecting serum is like tens of thousands of knives, severely cutting every cell and every nerve in the body.

Especially with the increase in the value of energy delivery, the more violent the transformation will be, the more pain it will cause to the body and spirit!

"Steve!"

Erskine's right hand trembles, and the injection of serum may cause the death of the experimenter. This is something everyone knows.

Only the person who successfully survived can become a super soldier.

But it seemed that Rogers couldn't bear it anymore.

"Captain, what's the matter?"

Senator Brand asked, tilting his head.

Two identical metal instruments, the same test subject who received serum injections.

Why did Rogers behave so painfully, but Luke did not respond?

Could it be that he was injected with fake serum?

Facing Senator Brand's doubts, Colonel Phillips shrugged, showing the same puzzled expression.

"Subsequent templates need to be unlocked by reputation... Isn't this the same as when I played the game!"

Luke, lying on the metal instrument, did not know the changes in the outside world.

He digested the massive amount of information his brain received, and began to understand how to use the so-called "template".

The first is the level setting given by the character panel.

According to different classes, the game divides Kryptonians into six levels.

LV1, civilians.

LV2, fighter.

LV3, scientist

LV4, general.

LV5, Archon.

LV6, the emperor.

Every time you level up, you can extract items exclusive to Krypton.

For example, key items such as the Fortress of Solitude and the Code of Life.

"And the superman template I have now is a'civilian'. In terms of overall quality and ability, it is temporarily inferior to the genuine Superman next door..."

Luke looked in gray, with many templates not unlocked, a little regretful.

The plug-in he received is essentially a game panel.

So in terms of setting, follow the pattern of brushing reputation, liver level, and completing daily tasks.

"Clark Kent is a naturally produced Kryptonian with infinite potential; as for General Zod, who is also a Kryptonian, he is an innate general, and his level is estimated to be LV4 and LV5!"

Luke's thinking diverged, thinking of the two Kryptonians who were more impressive.

Although he is currently only the lowest level of LV1 "civilian", it is enough.

The Kryptonian bloodline is essentially an oversized power bank. As long as it absorbs the stellar energy of the yellow sun, the physical fitness will continue to increase.

Just want to be like a real superman, with unlimited potential.

Then you have to work hard to brush reputation, liver level, and increase the upper limit.

Otherwise, it is totally unrealistic to become a golden superman by just basking in the sun!

...

...

"One hundred percent!"

The power of the metal instrument is turned on to the maximum, and the dazzling white light almost burns the eyes.

An electric spark exploded from the console, and Rogers, who had made a painful cry, suddenly fell silent.

Erskine hurriedly asked Howard Stark to open the metal instrument. He temporarily ignored Luke, who was silent, and saved Rogers first.

A burst of white air dissipated, and everyone showed incredible shocked expressions.

Steve Rogers!

That thin and thin man became a tall and mighty big pectoral captain in a blink of an eye!

It's almost like a different person.

next moment!

Everyone in the control room cheered and was immersed in ecstasy, wishing to have a celebration party immediately.

Senator Brand was even more enthusiastic, clamoring such big words as "Berlin should be nervous" and "Catch Hitler alive".

In his opinion, with a super soldier corps like Rogers, the Allies are equal to a stable victory and can win this battle without any suspense!

However, Colonel Phillips, who was immersed in excitement, excitement and other emotions, as well as Senator Brand, did not find the entourage in the control room, and approached Dr. Erskine while everyone was not paying attention.

"Long live Hydra!"

The entourage who came to congratulate him quietly walked to Dr. Erskine's ear and said such a sentence.

The latter raised his head in surprise, but only saw a pair of cold eyes.

Hydra?

Dr. Erskine reacted immediately.

The entourage did not give him time to call for help. A PPK automatic pistol pressed the opponent's chest and pulled the trigger directly.

The bullet passed through the heart and brought up a flower of blood.

Dr. Erskine felt a moment of pain, and then fell weakly.

Gunshots echoed in the room, accompanied by the call of "Protection Councillor", the guards approached.

Then, there was a loud bang in the control room.

The flames of the explosion swept out!

The strong shock wave shattered the glass windows!

Colonel Phillips guarded the panicked congressman, while the guards were affected by the air wave and hit the wall like a broken kite.

Screams, explosions, gunfire...

These noises interrupted Luke's vision for the future.

He frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and easily broke free from the restraint that had fastened him - this was to prevent the experimenter from moving and taking necessary measures to hurt his behavior.

Crunch!Crunch!

Luke punched through the sturdy casing of the metal instrument, ignoring the beating electric sparks, blatantly exerting force with both hands, peeling away the alloy iron sheet.

With a sour tearing sound, Luke jumped out of the metal instrument the next moment.

He saw Dr. Erskine who was shot and fell to the ground, and Rogers who had grown tall and strong.

Congressman Brand shrank his head and was shielded by the crowd and hid on the side.

The man in a suit who was suspected of being a Hydra killer shot down several guards, ran up the stairs, and disappeared from sight.