The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

“If you're talking about the ordinary version, then it's already been made.”

Bruce walked to an instrument, lightly pressed a few times on the operating panel, and the box-like instrument slowly opened with a leaking sound, revealing neatly arranged yellow potions in glass tubes.

Casually picking one out and handing it to Howard behind him, Bruce said nonchalantly, ignoring the shocked expression on his face.

“Dr. Erskine was indeed a genius, able to complete the invention in such a rudimentary environment decades ago. It's truly shameful that we, coming later, need so long to replicate the wisdom of our predecessors in such a convenient environment.”

“This…” Howard looked at the potion in his hand, somewhat at a loss. He had already prepared for failure, but who would have thought that Bruce would casually tell him it was a success.

“Don't be too happy too soon.”

Before Howard could rejoice, Bruce poured cold water on him from the side.

“This thing is just the first batch of experimental products. It has only been tested on mice so far, and human experiments have not yet been conducted.”

“How are the mice that were tested?” Howard asked, pressing for an answer.

“Some died, some survived.” Bruce handed the experiment records to Howard, letting him see for himself.

Howard took the experiment records and carefully flipped through them. As Bruce said, the success rate of the first batch of super-soldier serum used on mice was less than 100%, but it could reach more than 50%. After being strengthened, the mice, without much change in size, could reach more than four times their original physical fitness in all aspects.

“I will arrange human experiments as soon as possible.” Howard closed the experiment records, calming the excitement in his heart. This was the first good news he had heard today.

“I suggest waiting a little longer.” Bruce frowned. “The current super-soldier serum cannot achieve 100% success even on mice. It cannot be easily applied to humans, even using it on monkeys would be more appropriate.”

Howard's eyes flickered. In fact, in a place Bruce didn't know, the military had already conducted countless human experiments, but these could not be told to the naive scholar whose test had not passed.

That's right, the scientists who can participate in the super-soldier serum research certainly won't be like general laboratory recruitment, where a resume is enough. They also have to go through many procedures of review. One of the tests is to test whether these scientists are qualified to know more.

Bruce Banner actually failed this test. Normally, he should have been sent to study something that didn't involve the core, but there was no way, he was just too smart.

At first, Bruce was indeed assigned to an unimportant position, but gold shines wherever it is. Bruce accidentally heard Howard's complaint during a work report to Howard, and calculated the answer for him on the spot based on the content of Howard's complaint.

Howard was immediately amazed. You know, their entire team responsible for the super-soldier serum had been stuck on this problem for a week, but who would have thought that Bruce could come up with the answer just by hearing it.

Howard immediately remembered this unremarkable young man. Logically speaking, Bruce should have been dealt with for hearing what he shouldn't have, but Howard had a fondness for talent. When eating with General Ross, he intentionally or unintentionally introduced Bruce to him and mentioned his help with the super-soldier serum research.

Although Ross was smart and experienced, he could be said to be completely ignorant of scientific research. Under Howard's deliberate guidance, he waved his hand and brought Bruce into the super-soldier serum research team. It was also during this introduction that General Ross's daughter, Betty, somehow took a fancy to Bruce.

Because his daughter liked Bruce, General Ross would not prevent his daughter from freely dating, but he still had to check Bruce's background. When he saw in the information that Bruce had made great achievements in physics and other fields, and even had six degrees, but no degree in biology, Ross became suspicious.

Ross had been in a high position for a long time, and he wouldn't hide anything from a young man like Bruce. He immediately asked his question, but Bruce was not timid at all in the face of this old general, and calmly said his answer.

“This, I recently wanted to get a degree in biology, so I crammed for two days of biology, so I could help Mr. Stark.”

Howard, who had been promoted to the person in charge, was not a member of the super-soldier serum team. He was mainly responsible for the overall situation and weapons research, but after hearing Bruce's Versailles-like answer, he couldn't help but sweat for the scholars in the team.

Sure enough, after hearing Bruce's answer, Ross didn't express anything at the time, but after clarifying that Bruce's words were true two days later, he made a major change to the serum team, leaving only a few people.

“Sorry, Bruce, I may be a little impatient.” Howard pulled his thoughts back and looked at the serum in his hand. “I may have been a little eager for quick success recently. Fortunately, you stopped me.”

“It's okay, Mr. Stark.” Bruce shook his head. “Everyone is the same in research. Sometimes I get impatient because of a little achievement.”

“Yes, after all, I've been waiting for too long.” Howard pretended to put the serum back into the instrument casually. “Like you said, let's upgrade the experimental subjects to monkeys first. Human experiments should indeed wait a little longer.”

“That's right, Mr. Stark. We should be more cautious about human experiments.”

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Howard didn't speak, just patted Bruce on the shoulder, then turned and left. He stopped at the door as if he suddenly remembered something.

“That's right, recently a Japanese macaque was caught in downtown New York. It's very fierce and has reportedly injured many people. It was originally going to be killed, but I saw that its IQ far exceeded its peers, so I saved it. I'll send it over to you.”

“Okay.” Bruce nodded. In his eyes, no matter how smart a monkey is, how smart can it be? But it's definitely enough to be used as experimental material.

“But one may not be enough, Mr. Stark. If possible, please send a few more over, so I can do a control experiment.”

Howard waved his hand to indicate that he knew, then turned and left the laboratory, while Bruce turned to look at his desk, which was covered with various papers, and Bruce's hidden things were pressed at the bottom.