General Ross's face remained expressionless.
But his heart was filled with emotion!
After his suspicions were confirmed by the experimenters, a figure emerged in his mind.
Captain America, Steve Rogers.
To date, he was the only being to have consumed the "Super Soldier Serum" and possessed the greatest combat power known to mankind.
The military has never given up on recreating the "Super Soldier Serum."
However, since the assassination of Abraham Erskine, the true formula for the Super Soldier Serum has been lost to history.
But one thing is certain:the true Super Soldier Serum requires gamma radiation.
This is also the fundamental reason for the Hulk's creation.
Bruce Banner, a former military scientist, accidentally triggered a gamma-ray explosion while researching gamma radiation and the Super Soldier Serum, leading to the Hulk's birth.
This gave General Ross hope.
Even if the Hulk was uncontrollable,there he was.
A human with no inhuman features.
Inhuman reaction speed.
Incredible strength and leaping ability.
The gamma rays vanished completely.
General Ross was now certain the intruder had come for the gamma rays.
Combined, these three pieces of information told General Ross one thing:the super soldier he was searching for.
So...
"Find him!"
"At any cost!"
General Ross's right hand clenched subconsciously, his eyes brimming with endless excitement as he gazed upon the ruined Gamma Lab.
Hawke had no idea he was being pursued by General Ross, the man who had once chased Bruce Banner around the world.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't have cared.
Hawke had already left Quantico, and was no longer even within the Washington, D.C. area.
Hawke was now at the foot of a waterfall.
Boom!
The waters of the waterfall cascaded down like thunder, crashing down upon Hawke, who sat cross-legged in the water, naked except for his shorts, his eyes closed.
But the moment the pouring water struck Hawke like falling rocks, he seemed to be instantly vaporized, and an endless white mist emerged from his body.
This was the deepest part of Cunningham Falls National Park near Thurmont, Maryland.
It was a place rarely visited.
Hawke had been able to come here for over twenty days.
During these twenty days, Hawke, who had placed himself beneath the falls, had only one thing in mind:igniting his own inner universe.
Within his inner universe,the Phoenix constellation, carved above his inner universe, shone brightly, and the shadow of a phoenix rising from the ashes loomed within it.
He was in no rush to return to New York City.
For one thing, it was not yet summer school, and for another, he planned to wait and see.
For example...
Hawke wanted to see if the people of Quantico could find him after his trouble at Quantico.
If not, he could return to New York City.
But if they did, he wouldn't be afraid.
He had chosen this place specifically. The area within five kilometers from here is all primeval forest.
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It's a rarely visited place, a perfect place for killing.
The Blacks are fearful of power, not morality.
Morality won't work to make them submit; only slaughter can.
Fear them, scare them into submission, and they'll naturally submit.
The same goes for the military.
There's a saying:When the US military accuses you of possessing weapons of mass destruction, you'd better actually have them.
Why?
Because if you actually do, the US military won't dare to actually attack you.
But if you pretend you do, well, sorry, the US military will strike hard.
So...
Hawke had chosen this place, a place unlikely to be visited by ordinary people, as his imagined battlefield.
He'd wait for the military to find him, start a fight right there, scare them, scare them into submission, and then just go back to New York City.
But over twenty days had passed.
Hawke hadn't seen a single soldier, not even a single ordinary person.
But it didn't matter.
Hawke hadn't chosen to stay here simply to wait for the military to find him; at least that wasn't his primary purpose.
He had his eye on the waterfall.
Hawke intended to use it to help him achieve a breakthrough, completely illuminating the Phoenix constellation in his own inner universe.
Sitting cross-legged in the water, his eyes slightly closed, he trained himself with the thunderous cascading water.
For the past twenty days,during the day, he'd harnessed the resistance of the waterfall to continuously strike his fists.
At night, he'd shut off his five senses, sitting cross-legged in the water, using the 24-hour flow of the waterfall to train himself while simultaneously attempting to tap into his sixth sense.
To be precise, Bronze Saints couldn't be considered true Saints.
Well except for the Five Strongest Saints.
Only Saints who had awakened and truly mastered their sixth sense could be considered true Saints.
Hawke didn't expect to awaken and master it now.
That was unrealistic.
He simply figured, since he had some free time anyway, if he was lucky enough to touch the edge of his sixth sense during this time, it would be wonderful.
The sixth sense was a wonderful thing.
A Saint who awakens his Sixth Sense is a completely different entity from one who doesn't.
It transcends the five senses.
Once a Saint awakens and controls his Sixth Sense, he possesses limitless possibilities, including the ability to manipulate the elements, predict the future, telekinesis, fly, and perform illusions.
It's precisely because of this that a Saint who awakens and controls his Sixth Sense deserves to be called a true Saint.
But alas!
Forget awakening it, he hasn't even found the gateway to his Sixth Sense.
Hawke, submerged in the water, slowly opened his eyes.
Standing still, he ignored the overwhelming pressure of the cascading waterfall and slowly rose from the water.
Hawke's blood boiled, heat billowed, and puffs of white smoke rose from his body.
And within this seething mist, the fiery red phoenix loomed behind Hawke.
Yes,a phoenix.
Despite arriving here for over twenty days, Hawke hadn't waited for the military, nor had he found the gateway to his Sixth Sense.
But he had accomplished his primary goal.
Hawke had already successfully lit up his first constellation.
One of the Bronze Forty-Eight!
Phoenix!
The next moment,Hawke, watching the cascading waterfall before him, threw his first punch, beginning a new day's 10,000-punch mission.
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