The Hulk Goes Rampant
Xu Mo nodded at Emma's words.
"Alright, I'll try my best."
He sat across from her on the sofa, listening intently.
"I've read the other one's memories," Emma said calmly. "He isn't from Earth. He's from a life-bearing planet in the Andromeda Galaxy."
Xu Mo's expression remained unchanged. She had expected surprise, but he already knew the Skrulls' details.
From her reading, Xu Mo confirmed that there were over 100,000 Skrulls currently living on Earth—and their numbers were still increasing every year. But ordinary Skrulls didn't know each other's disguises; only their leaders did. Communication was strictly one-sided to prevent exposure of the whole network if one was captured.
If Xu Mo had known earlier, Raven could have replaced the congressman and made contact. But now, the disappearance would have raised suspicions. They would likely abandon that operative.
Xu Mo wasn't concerned. For now, Skrulls posed no real threat. What mattered was that their genes had allowed breakthrough progress in the research of Sentinel robots. According to the researchers, the next upgrade was imminent.
Emma poured him a glass of wine.
"Are you leaving tonight?"
"Soon," Xu Mo replied.
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The next morning.
A small alley behind Stark Tower. Xu Mo stepped through the space gate.
The moment he arrived, the sound of explosions and panicked screams carried from the street.
He frowned and moved to the intersection.
There, a massive green-skinned figure rampaged down the street, hefting a car as though it weighed nothing.
"Hulk?" Xu Mo muttered, eyes narrowing.
Several plainclothes S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were firing tranquilizer rounds at the monster, but they bounced harmlessly off his skin.
A streak of red and gold blurred down from the sky—Tony Stark, already suited up.
But Hulk swung the car in his hands, swatting Iron Man aside like a fly. The armored Avenger went crashing into a wall—right near Xu Mo.
"Tony, need a hand?" Xu Mo teased.
The mask peeled back, revealing Tony's bruised but smirking face.
"Of course not. I had him right where I wanted. Just a little carelessness. Sit back and watch me toy with him."
He relaunched into the air, this time unleashing a storm of micro-missiles. Dozens of explosions engulfed Hulk in fire and smoke.
For a heartbeat, the crowd dared to hope.
"ROAR!"
The enraged bellow shattered that hope. Hulk hurled a car straight at Tony and lunged after it. The auxiliary combat system barely got Tony out of the way in time.
But Hulk landed directly in front of him and smashed a fist into the armor.
"Oh, shit!" Tony yelled, hurtling across the street—crashing at Xu Mo's feet again.
"Really? You're just going to stand there and watch?" Tony groaned, pulling himself up. "Since when do you actually take my advice?!"
Xu Mo chuckled. Seeing Tony humbled was rare. "Alright, I'll step in."
As he walked forward, his clothes shifted, morphing into the obsidian plates of the Feather God Armor. In seconds, he was encased in sleek, black armor—not just streamlined like Iron Man's, but lined with intricate ridges that dispersed force.
This form could dissipate almost all external impact below star-level strength. Against foes like Hulk, it was nearly impenetrable.
Meanwhile, Hulk turned his fury on the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, swatting them around like bowling pins. Agent Hill tried to escape down a side street, but Hulk overtook her in an instant.
His massive fist arced downward. Hill froze, closing her eyes against the inevitable.
One thought flashed in her mind: I haven't even fallen in love yet. Am I really going to die like this?
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