Marvel's whitewashing cop, you want me to save the world?

Chapter 195 X-Gene Awakening

Bright reached out and took the Frost Dragon Blood Potion from Li En, removed the protective cap, and injected it into Li En's neck.

Banner and Connors were still clutching a bunch of newly prepared monitoring electrodes, never expecting Bright to act so quickly.

The two rushed over in a flurry, attaching the sensors to various key points on Bright's body, and then turned to look at the data curves that were starting to jump on the display screen.

Bright closed his eyes.

He felt a strange chill suddenly surge from deep within his heart.

The air was so cold it was unbelievable, making him feel as if he were standing naked on the Arctic ice field.

But paradoxically, his skin was burning hot.

This burning sensation is completely different from the illusion caused by frostbite—it's genuinely burning, with sweat constantly seeping from the pores.

The torment of experiencing both extremes of heat and cold made him as tense as a sheet of iron.

But as Lee En's top officer, he absolutely refused to shout it out.

So he simply closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly behind his back, maintained a standard military posture, and silently endured the ordeal.

Just one minute later, he felt as if all the moisture in his body had evaporated.

My skin is as dry as a crumpled piece of paper.

"Li En, quickly give him some water! This kid's practically dried up!"

Connors stared at the plummeting body water content data on the monitor, looked up at Bright's current appearance, and immediately roared.

"No, give him nutrient solution directly."

Banner reacted even faster, turning around and rushing to the temperature-controlled storage cabinet next to him. He took out a bucket of special nutrient solution, about three liters in size, and quickly walked back to hand it to Bright.

Bright opened his eyes, asked no questions, unscrewed the cap, and shoved the bottle opening into his mouth. He swallowed the entire three liters of nutrient solution in one gulp.

He licked his lips, but the icy chill inside his body and the burning heat on his skin not only did not subside, but became even more intense.

"I want more."

He opened his mouth and uttered two words, but the burning and freezing pain in his throat made his voice sound like a broken radio, hoarse and intermittent.

"No problem. We may not have much else in our lab, but we have prepared a full ten tons of this nutrient solution."

Banner turned around again, this time carrying a 0-liter container of nutrient solution in each hand, and placed it at Bright's feet.

Bright unscrewed the lid of one of the buckets, picked it up with both hands, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

The only sound in the entire laboratory for a moment was the gurgling of his swallowing.

After finishing the fifty liters, he put down the empty bucket and opened the second one.

After drinking about thirty liters this time, he finally felt the intense thirst that had almost drained his marrow subside slightly, and a strange sense of satisfaction welled up in his body.

He instinctively put the bucket down.

"Burp~" He let out a burp.

He looked down at his hands, opened them, then clenched them again, repeating this several times. Then he looked up at Li En, his voice now completely normal: "It doesn't hurt anymore, and I feel like I have inexhaustible strength in my body."

"Let's go to the training ground." Li En turned around and walked towards the door at the deepest part of the laboratory.

Umbrella Laboratories were originally located in the suburbs, so funding was never an issue.

With the full involvement of Stark Industries, a super training ground made entirely of titanium alloy was built directly behind the main building.

Since the creation of Dragon Blood Potion Type II, ordinary training facilities have become completely inadequate.

Not to mention people like Peter and Steve, who were already strong to begin with, their abilities were amplified after the injection.

Without a venue of this caliber, it wouldn't be enough for them to run around in.

Bright stepped onto the training field and stood in the center.

There are no obstacles in this training ground right now; it's just a huge box made entirely of titanium alloy.

But its walls and ceiling are filled with all sorts of hidden mechanisms.

Behind the observation window, Banner and Connors stared at the real-time data flashing on their tablets, exchanging opinions rapidly.

"The basic physical attributes have reached the level of the Warriors Four of Asgard, but this is only the most basic reading."

His energy level has surpassed that of the Warriors Four, and is lower than Loki's, but the difference isn't too significant.

As Banner spoke, he traced several sets of contrasting curves on the screen with his finger.

The concept of energy levels was formally proposed by them after they developed Dragon Blood Potion Type 1.

Until Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Thor, and the Warriors Four joined.

It took Tony, Banner, and Connors to gradually refine the model to its current state.

Using a healthy adult male who has been injected with dragon's blood as a benchmark, it is defined as energy level one.

After the same person is injected with the type II drug again, they will jump to energy level three.

Meanwhile, Bright, who was standing in the training field at this moment, had an energy level of ten.

This is a complete leap forward.

It should be noted that, according to previously collected data, Thor's peak energy level in his burst state was only fifteen.

Whether it was his full strength or not, no one can say for sure.

The energy level that Lee En unleashed when he last activated his demon form was also level ten.

In other words, even before Bright has unleashed the power within him, he has already reached a level equal to the highest level that Li En once displayed.

Li En's tone remained calm, as if he were conducting a routine test: "I asked Peter and Jessica before, and they said that after they awakened their abilities, their bodies would directly generate a certain instinct. Try practicing a set of military boxing first."

Blatt nodded, got into position, and began practicing military boxing in the open training ground.

With each punch, a sharp, piercing sound exploded through the air.

With each push of the foot, the titanium alloy panel beneath the feet emitted a dull thud.

After finishing his set of punches, he stood up straight, looked down at his hands, and then looked up.

"No, I feel something inside my body that's eager to come out, but I don't know how to release it."

"Jarvis," Li En's voice came through the loudspeaker in the observation window, "Turn on the flamethrowers and spray flames at Bright's position."

"Yes, sir."

On the ceiling, a square titanium alloy plate slid open silently, revealing a black nozzle.

Bright looked up at it without saying a word, his legs slightly apart and his center of gravity lowered.

A column of orange-red fire shot out of the nozzle with a loud bang.

The flames hovered about a meter away from Bright's body.

Jarvis controlled the temperature and distance with extreme precision.