American comics: Only I know the plot

Chapter 150, a new dungeon!

Li Wei walked to the water dispenser, stopped, and reached out his hand, preparing to press the water dispensing button. Before his fingertips even touched the cold button, a blinding green beam of light suddenly flashed past the window. The light was so intense that it instantly broke the silence of the night, tearing through the night sky like a thunderclap.

He tried to struggle, to break free from that invisible bondage, to escape this sudden disaster, but his limbs felt as heavy as lead, completely unresponsive, leaving him at the mercy of that force.

The green light was not a soft halo, but a tangible ray, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. Even through a thick glass window, one could feel its heat and power. Li Wei subconsciously squinted, trying to avoid the blinding light, but the light came too fast and too fiercely, giving her no time to react.

The dizziness intensified, the buzzing in his ears grew more and more piercing, and the green light in front of him gradually blurred until it was completely swallowed by darkness. Li Wei felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, his body went limp, and he lost consciousness, sinking into boundless darkness.

The green light pierced through the glass barrier in an instant, and with a "crash," the glass window shattered, sending shards of glass flying everywhere. Some landed on the table, some on the floor, making a "crackling" sound, and some even splashed onto Li Wei's arm, causing a sharp sting.

He didn't know how much time had passed—maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours—before Li Wei slowly woke up to a pungent smell. The smell was a mixture of strong disinfectant and the coldness of metal instruments, unfamiliar and irritating, completely different from the familiar disinfectant smell in the hospital.

The shattered glass reflected a green light, like scattered emeralds, yet it carried a deadly danger. Li Wei instinctively tried to dodge, but his body was already firmly enveloped by the green beam of light, unable to move, as if bound by invisible shackles.

His consciousness was still in a state of confusion, his head was extremely dizzy, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he was in a dull pain. The buzzing in his ears had not completely dissipated, but had become much weaker, like an echo coming from a distance.

The cold sweat slid down his forehead, down his cheeks, and dripped onto his white doctor's coat, leaving dark marks. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of color, and his lips turned slightly purple from the pain and fear.

The scorching heat seeped into his body through his skin, as if a raging fire was burning wildly in his chest, searing his internal organs. Every inch of his skin felt like it was being roasted by fire, sending waves of intense pain through him. He couldn't help but groan, and fine beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

Li Wei struggled to move his eyes; his eyelids felt so heavy they seemed glued together. It took him a great deal of effort to slowly open them. His vision was initially blurry, and he could only see a hazy blur of light and shadow. After a while, his vision gradually became clearer.

Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of dizziness surged like a tide, wave after wave, as if to engulf him. His vision began to darken, his eyes became blurry, and a sharp buzzing sound rang in his ears. The sound grew louder and louder, like countless bees frantically flapping their wings in his ears, or like the ear-piercing sound of high-voltage current cutting through metal, almost shattering his eardrums.

What came into his view was not the familiar ceiling of the hospital's neurosurgery office, but a clean white wall with some unfamiliar instruments hanging on it. The screens of the instruments flickered with green dots and emitted a faint, regular "beep" sound.

Li Wei's head felt like it was being repeatedly struck by a heavy hammer, buzzing and all his senses became confused in an instant. He couldn't distinguish directions, nor could he tell up, down, left, or right. He could only feel the intense dizziness and pain.

He slowly turned his body and found himself lying on a cold laboratory table, wearing an unfamiliar white lab coat. The fabric was rough, completely different from the white doctor's coat he usually wore. The collar was stiff and rubbed against his neck, causing a slight discomfort.

Li Wei subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chest. His fingertips touched something hard. He looked down and saw a name tag pinned to his chest. The name tag was transparent and had a line of clear black text printed on it: "Gamma Laboratory Medical Assistant." Below it was an unfamiliar photo. The person in the photo had delicate features and it was himself, but there was a strange calmness in his eyes.

He could feel his body twisting and stretching constantly, as if it were being torn apart by that invisible force. His muscles ached intensely, and his bones felt like they were being reassembled. Every inch of his body was screaming in pain, a pain that went deep into his bones, making him almost lose consciousness.

The moment Li Wei saw those words, his heart clenched as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. A strong sense of unease and shock swept over him, causing him to instinctively sit up. The movement was so fast that his head spun and he almost fell over again.

Li Wei tried to struggle, wanting to break free from that invisible bondage and escape this sudden disaster. He desperately twisted his body, trying to raise his arms and take a step, but his limbs felt as heavy as lead and were completely unresponsive, leaving him at the mercy of that force.

His knuckles turned white from the force, his nails dug deep into his palms, sending a sharp, piercing pain through him. But this pain did nothing to alleviate the excruciating pain and dizziness he was experiencing; it only kept him barely conscious.

He suppressed his dizziness and quickly scanned the entire room. It was a spacious laboratory with all sorts of sophisticated instruments around it. The instruments had unique shapes and were covered with complex circuits and buttons. Most of the instruments were running and emitting a low hum.

His consciousness gradually blurred amidst pain and confusion. The buzzing in his ears grew increasingly piercing, and the green light before his eyes gradually dimmed until it was completely swallowed by darkness. Li Wei felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, his body went limp, and he could no longer hold on. He completely lost consciousness and fell into boundless darkness.

The walls of the laboratory were covered with signs that read "Gamma Energy Experiment," "Danger Zone," and "Keep Out," along with some complex formulas and diagrams that left Li Wei dazzled. Most of these formulas and diagrams were from fields he had never encountered before.

In his last moments before losing consciousness, what flashed through his mind were his familiar colleagues at the hospital, the days of working overtime late into the night, the worried eyes of his parents, and the unfinished medical records. But these thoughts were quickly swallowed up by the boundless darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Next to the lab bench was a metal cabinet with test tubes and beakers on it, containing liquids of different colors. Some were clear and transparent, some were pale green, and some were dark red, all gleaming eerily under the light.

He didn't know how much time had passed—maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours, maybe even longer—before Li Wei slowly woke up to a pungent smell. The smell was a mixture of strong disinfectant and the coldness of metal instruments, unfamiliar and irritating, completely different from the familiar disinfectant smell in the hospital.

Just then, a massive surge of unfamiliar memories flooded into Li Wei's mind like a tidal wave. The fragments of memory were chaotic yet exceptionally clear, as if he had personally experienced them, and they quickly pieced together and merged in his mind.

His consciousness was still in a state of confusion, his head was extremely dizzy, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he was in a dull pain. The buzzing in his ears had not completely dissipated, but had become much weaker, like an echo from afar, intermittent and lingering.

The disinfectant smell in the hospital is faint and mild, but the disinfectant smell here is particularly strong, with a pungent chemical odor mixed with the cold smell of metal instruments. When you inhale it, you can't help but frown, and it even feels a little suffocating.

In my memory, there is a detailed workflow of the Gamma Lab, from the preparation work before the experiment and the debugging of the instruments, to the data recording and medical support during the experiment, and then to the cleanup and summary after the experiment. Every step is clear and easy to understand, as if he has been working in this laboratory for a long time.

His body still ached, and every movement seemed to aggravate his wounds, causing a slight stinging pain. His limbs were still numb, as if they had lost sensation and he could not move them flexibly.

There are also the names, appearances, and personalities of his colleagues in the lab. There is a strict and rigid lab director, a lively and cheerful young lab assistant, and a taciturn instrument administrator. Each person's image is vivid, as if they are right in front of him.

Li Wei struggled to move his eyes. His eyelids felt heavy, as if glued together, as if filled with lead. He used a lot of effort to slowly open his eyes. His vision was initially blurry, and he could only see a hazy light and shadow. He couldn't see anything clearly.

When he came to his senses, he realized he had entered the Hulk universe.

This time, his role is that of a medical assistant at the Gamma Lab!

The cold metallic touch crept into Li Wei's palm along the edge of the lab bench, carrying the unique chill of a laboratory—a mixture of disinfectant and mechanical coolant. Unlike the biting cold outdoors, this chill carried an oppressive, suffocating feeling, seeping into his skin and penetrating to his very bones.

He forced himself to suppress his disordered breathing, deliberately slowing down each inhale, his Adam's apple bobbing gently, afraid that his rapid breathing would expose the turbulent emotions churning within him, and even more afraid that his out-of-control emotions would attract the attention of those around him—everyone here was no ordinary person.

His fingertips, hanging at his sides, curled uncontrollably, his knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force, and his palms were covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. The cold sweat, blown by the laboratory's air conditioning, became even more bone-chilling, making the trembling of his fingertips even more pronounced.

Li Wei subconsciously adjusted his white lab coat, the cuffs of which were slightly wrinkled from being pulled, but he was completely unaware of it. He just stared intently at his fingertips, trying to force himself to calm down and accept the reality before him.

He knew that any unusual action at this moment could make him, a medical assistant who had been on the job for less than a week, an outcast in the entire military laboratory.

This is a highly confidential gamma-ray research base of the mold, located deep in the desert. It is surrounded by layers of barbed wire, high-voltage electric fences, and heavily armed guards. Every person entering and leaving must undergo triple verification of fingerprints, iris scans, and passwords. Even every corner of the laboratory is filled with hidden surveillance cameras.

He was only able to enter this core area by chance and temporary assignment, under the title of "medical assistant". Although he was called a medical assistant, he was actually only responsible for taking inventory of medicines, organizing medical equipment, and treating minor scratches on laboratory personnel. He was not even qualified to approach the core experimental equipment.

Li Wei took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in his heart. Under the pretext of "familiarizing himself with the daily work process," he began to slowly pace around the laboratory. His footsteps were extremely light, and the friction of his shoes against the smooth cement floor made only a faint, almost negligible sound, as if he were afraid of disturbing something.

His gaze seemed to casually sweep over everything in front of him, but in reality, every pause was a deliberate check, and every detail was quickly searched and compared in his mind.

On the left, against the wall, stood three high-precision radiation detectors, their screens flashing green numbers, monitoring the radiation concentration in the laboratory in real time. The numbers remained stable within the safe range, yet they inexplicably tightened Li Wei's heart—he knew that in three days, the radiation levels here would suddenly soar to a lethal level, shattering this false peace.

Next to the detector were two enormous gamma-ray emitting devices. Their silver-gray metal casings gleamed with a cold, hard luster. The intricate pipes connected to the central experimental chamber. Cool air continuously blew from the heat dissipation vents at the bottom of the devices, accompanied by a low, rhythmic hum, like a slumbering beast waiting to awaken.

His gaze slowly moved and landed on the experimental table in the middle. The table was stacked with neat experimental data tables and parameter records. The edges of the papers were slightly curled by the cold air of the laboratory. They were covered with dense formulas and data written in black pen. The handwriting was neat and rigorous, and it was obvious that it was written by Bruce Banner.

Every item, every set of numbers, corroborated the sudden influx of fragmented memories in his mind. Those perceptions that did not belong to this world were terrifyingly clear. The plot of the Marvel Universe played back in his mind like a film reel, overlapping and contrasting with the reality before him.

He recalled the day he transmigrated to this world. It was a cold morning like this. When he woke up, he was lying in the staff dormitory of the base. Suddenly, countless memories that did not belong to him flooded his mind: the rules of this world, the research on gamma rays, Bruce Banner, and that deadly experiment that was destined to change everything.