Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

In the West, where there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor, many people with dark skin rely on selling their blood regularly to make a living; and the blood plasma that enters the market is often secretly resold by middlemen to vampire agents.

"Blade? The kind from the movies..." A thought flashed through Chung Kwok-hung's mind as his gaze swept over the monsters with protruding fangs and grayish eye sockets. "They're degenerate vampires."

"How do we deal with this?" Natasha asked coldly—she had only jumped half a foot before being knocked down by the group of creatures.

With a wave of his hand, Zhong Guohong unleashed a torrent of crimson flames that instantly reduced all the monsters to ashes.

According to the Blade II setting, these mutants who broke into the research institute are called "Throat Cutters" by orthodox vampires.

Ordinary vampires fear sunlight, silverware, and garlic juice;

The man who had his throat slit showed no reaction to silver or garlic, but was afraid of being exposed to the scorching sun.

Of course, nothing is absolute—sufficiently hot flames or extremely cold liquid nitrogen can also completely wipe them out.

Ultimately, throat-slitters are nothing more than mindless zombies driven by bloodlust.

Whether they are ancient vampires or throat-slitting leaders with a modicum of sense, none of them dare to provoke S.H.I.E.L.D.

For ordinary people, they are nightmares; but for mutants, S.H.I.E.L.D., and even Trask Industries, they are nothing more than scraps.

Since the throat-slitting victim had no scientific value, Chung Kuo-hung simply burned him to ashes.

The strongest throat-slitter couldn't even withstand a single punch from Captain America Rogers; due to his genetic defect of being afraid of light, he didn't want to get involved with it at all.

The vampire's healing factor is less than a fraction of Wolverine Logan's; their combat strength is less than half that of Rogers, making them utterly useless.

He was practicing at a crucial point when these bastards disrupted his rhythm, and his temper flared up.

After exchanging a few brief words with Wanda and the others, he followed the direction the throat-slitting man had come from and suddenly disappeared into the depths of the research institute.

Now, as he spreads his divine sense, every detail within a ten-thousand-meter radius is revealed—vampires and throat-slitters hidden in wall cracks, cellars, and abandoned subways are all pinned to the sensory network.

"Using the research institute as the center, sweep away all blood relatives and throat-slitting individuals within a hundred kilometers."

His divine sense swept across like a probe, and his figure streaked across like a streak of fire, leaving a trail of flames in his wake.

Before the wailing had even subsided, the entire mass of black shadows had vanished into thin air.

"Blade Runner?" A mental scan swept across a street corner, and a man with a buzz cut and dark skin, wearing an old leather jacket, black sunglasses, carrying a long blade, appeared in his mind.

Chung Kwok-hung had no intention of getting acquainted with them. With a flick of his sleeve, a wave of fire engulfed hundreds of vampires, and he had already flashed several kilometers away.

The coverage of divine sense expanded to 10,000 meters, and the maximum teleportation distance also jumped to 10,000 meters.

For distances exceeding 100,000 meters, teleportation is more stable; within 100,000 meters, teleportation is faster and more efficient.

Ten teleportations take about one second; opening a portal also takes about one second.

After completing the 100-kilometer clearing operation, he lightly flicked his finger, and a dark blue crack appeared in the space as he stepped back into his bedroom.

The moment her body touched the sheets, Susan, who was invisible, quietly approached and launched a surprise attack.

Working tirelessly until dawn, Chung Kuo-hung slept soundly until noon. After finishing his lunch, he walked straight into the research room.

Pushing open the door, I saw Banner and Betty leaning against the lab bench, chatting and laughing, their faces relaxed.

Super Soldier Serum, Shapeshifting Serum, Olfactory Enhancement Serum, Perception Enhancement Serum, Self-Healing and Regeneration Serum, Frost Resistance Serum, and Flame Affinity Serum—all have been successfully completed. Currently, we are working intensively on the Magnetic Manipulation Serum and Metal Mimicry Serum.

"Banner, I want to try the Hulk serum." Betty's voice was soft but firm. She longed to become a giantess—if he could tear apart reinforced concrete, she would crush mountains; if he could bear the weight of fate, she would stand shoulder to shoulder with him and hold up the entire sky. That barrier shouldn't be a crack in love, but should be completely melted away by power.

"Betty, this thing is too crazy, let's stop." Banner frowned and shook his head.

"I want to stand beside you, not looking up at you, but side by side." Her gaze was intense, like two inextinguishable flames burning within her.

"I vote in favor," Chung Kwok-hung interjected with a smile.

"Zhong? When did you get here?" Banner was taken aback, his glasses slipping down half an inch.

"At least I'm the head of the research group, right?" he asked, raising an eyebrow with a tone that was three parts teasing and seven parts certainty.

"Gamma radiation is no joke, try to talk her out," Banner said in a low voice.

"Trust her this once." Chung Kwok-hung's eyes were calm and his confidence was unwavering—Betty, who was resurrected in the Marvel storyline, was destined to become the Red Giant through fire.

After inquiring about the progress of the magnetic and metal serum, he and Susan left the research base one after the other.

Recruiting Johnny was a breeze, and poaching Ben and Reed was even easier.

Reed had a crush on Susan for a long time, and even revised his love letter three times. But before he could hand it in, Chung Kwok-hung had already led Susan by the hand through the laboratory corridor.

With Zhong Guohong's financial support, Johnny dragged Reed straight to the corner bar.

"Reed, how are you feeling?" Johnny asked with a smile, swirling his wine glass.

"How does it feel?" Reed was still confused.

"This handsome young man is yours, and this money—is yours too." Johnny tossed out two stacks of crisp US dollars. Before leaving, Chung Kwok-hung stuffed 100,000 dollars in cash into his hand.

Two blonde women greeted him with smiles, one of them taking Reed's arm, their fingertips warm.

Half an hour later, a slightly tipsy Reed was half-carried and half-helped away, his consciousness fluctuating between lucidity and confusion.

When he opened his eyes, the sheets were slightly wrinkled, and there were two gold-embossed business cards on the pillow, still carrying a faint scent of perfume.

"Honey, if you miss me, just call me anytime~"

"Honey, this is my personal hotline~"

He stared at the two business cards in his hand, suddenly sat up, scratched his head, and shook his head with a wry smile.

After Rubber Man Reed joined the team, the Yaoyang team's attacking capabilities skyrocketed.

In just three days, the Stone Golem was able to switch between stone skin and flesh at will.

Just a week later, Betty completed the serum injection and transformed into the Red Giant on her own for the first time—her skin like flames, her bones like solid rock, and her aura like a mountain descended with a roar.

Chung Kuo-hung had no intention of becoming gigantic, so he naturally didn't bother developing a special giant serum.

One month later, both the magnetically manipulated serum and the metal-mimicking serum were finalized.

He created two exclusive formulas based on his own background.

Upon injection, two forces are instantly generated: the magnetic field acts like an arm or finger, and the metal flows like blood.

"Magnetic force is like the earth's thick support, and metal is like the sharpness of gold."

He then crafted special containers to seal the power of metal and the power of earth separately, and then refined them step by step before incorporating them into his meridians.

"Chaotic magic, metal power, earth power, time power, space power, fire power, water power, wind power, thunder power, phoenix power, yin and yang true energy... all are approaching the limits of the physical body."

"Cyclops Scott's abilities are probably 80% derived from the source of light—the next step is to develop the photo-erosion serum."

He cleared his mind of distractions and prepared exclusive metal mimicry serum and magnetic manipulation serum for all members of the Shining Sun Squad, two vials for each person, sealed tightly.