Brazil, Rocinha Slums.
A place filled with poverty and suffering—famine, disease, and despair silently devouring lives. Amid the chaos, Dr. Bruce Banner was quietly learning to control the green monster within him.
Banner had lived in the slums for several months. Though the conditions were poor, at least here he could escape his life as a fugitive—if only for a little while.
However, General Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross had no intention of letting Dr. Banner go. Even though Banner hid in the Brazilian slums, Ross's intelligence network soon discovered his location and dispatched a special unit to capture him.
A confrontation was inevitable. Yet, Ross was destined to lose—because the monster inside Banner was a true beast of rage. Once unleashed, it would become the Hulk, unstoppable and uncontrollable.
While Ross's forces were preparing to capture Banner in Brazil, in New York, at Grayburn College, Allens had just concluded a week of media frenzy after his press conference.
Throughout New York, people were still talking about the birth of Iron Man. Under the control of J.A.R.V.I.S., the red-and-gold suit had conducted several missions against terrorists.
At this point, Allens had truly become the new Iron Man.
However, he paid little attention to public opinion. While using J.A.R.V.I.S. to monitor General Ross's movements, Allens arrived at Grayburn College to meet a particular individual—Professor Samuel Sterns, from the Department of Cell Biology.
Of course, online he was known as Mr. Blue, and his mysterious research partner was Mr. Green—none other than Bruce Banner himself.
When Professor Sterns learned that the legendary Tony Stark from the Stark Group was coming to meet him, his excitement could barely be contained. He had already been waiting for hours in his private laboratory.
"Mr. Stark, it's an honor to meet you. I'm Samuel Sterns," he said with a wide smile, extending his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Professor Sterns."
Allens shook his hand briefly and stepped into the lab. His smart glasses instantly displayed streams of data—scanning everything in sight. The device, linked to J.A.R.V.I.S., was one of Allens' newest inventions.
"Sir, I've detected large quantities of blood containing gamma radiation,"
J.A.R.V.I.S. reported through the earpiece.
On the display, several bags of blood were labeled and cataloged.
"Bruce Banner's blood? Perfect," Allens murmured, a satisfied smile forming.
Turning to Sterns, he casually took out a checkbook from his jacket.
"Professor Sterns, I'm very interested in your recent research. I intend to purchase your entire laboratory and all its results. Name your price."
He spoke with the confidence and extravagance only Tony Stark could muster—money could buy almost anything.
"Mr. Stark… are you insulting my work? You're a scientist yourself. You should understand what this research means," Sterns said angrily, his face flushing.
He knew what his studies could achieve. If he unlocked the secret of Mr. Green's blood, he would undoubtedly win a Nobel Prize in Medicine.
"Five hundred million dollars."
Allens said flatly, scanning the equipment around him—most of it a generation behind his own lab's technology. His gaze sharpened as he continued,
"Actually, make that eight hundred million."
The anger drained from Sterns' face instantly. His voice trembled, "E-eight hundred million dollars?"
As a university professor, he had never seen such a sum—not even a fraction of it.
A notification chimed. The money had already been transferred to his account.
"Alright then, Professor Sterns," Allens said with a sly smile, "everything in this lab is now mine—including your brain."
Sterns froze in alarm until Allens chuckled, clapping him on the shoulder.
"Relax. I meant the knowledge in your brain. I'm not interested in the organ itself."
He turned toward the exit as Stark Group personnel arrived to take over the lab.
"Oh, and by the way, Professor," Allens added as he reached the door, "you can continue your research here. All results remain yours—but Stark Industries gets the first right of purchase."
Sterns, now deferential, nodded quickly. "Mr. Stark, I must say… you're surprisingly approachable."
Allens smiled faintly. "One more thing—I'll have your lab completely renovated. Consider it a small investment."
Sterns sighed in disbelief at Stark's wealth. The cost of remodeling alone would exceed what most labs saw in a lifetime.
As Allens stepped into his Koenigsegg, the car's autopilot system roared to life, speeding away from the campus.
"Then, Mr. Blue," Allens muttered with a knowing grin, "I look forward to our next meeting."
Back in the lab, Sterns was ecstatic.
"I can't believe it—I'm rich!"
And what's more, he had just received a message from Mr. Green himself.
"Oh my God… if Mr. Green really exists, this could be the greatest discovery in human history. No one should possess such incredible power."
A notification chimed on his computer. A new message appeared—
the sender's name: Mr. Green.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You can visit my Patreon page:
Patreon.com/PhoeniXcel
There are 80+ advanced chapters available for you to read.
Your support would be greatly appreciated.
Check out my new Marvel fanfic!
[Marvel: Kidnapping Iron Man at the Start]