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Chapter 445 General Ross and Bruce Banner
"You're lying again, Mark." Betty pouted, not believing a word her brother Hyperion said.
"Really." Hyperion nodded seriously. "I wouldn't constantly use my ability even at home."
Looking at the bickering siblings, the middle-aged man revealed a rare, kind smile. Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone on the desk rang first. Without the middle-aged man needing to remind them, the siblings fell silent.
"Hello, it's me." After answering the phone, the middle-aged man once again reverted to his initial serious demeanor, as if his fatherly appearance just now was an illusion.
"Mm, I understand." After listening to the phone for a while, the middle-aged man hung up. As soon as he looked up, Betty's words arrived.
"Looks like the busy man General Ross won't be able to have dinner with family today."
Ross smiled wryly, shook his head, and then said, "Don't be sarcastic, Betty. I've said before that unless there's something special, I will still have dinner with you."
"That's good." Betty stuck out her tongue. Hyperion reached out and took Betty off of him, patted the back of her head, and said.
"You go to the restaurant first, Betty. I have some business to discuss with Father."
"What business is it, making it so mysterious?" Betty pouted. She had just wanted to share her wonderful day with her boyfriend with her father and brother. It seemed she could only talk about it at the dining table later.
In retaliation, she pinched Hyperion's arm, only to find that she couldn't pinch his muscle at all. Helpless, she could only give up, rolled her eyes at Hyperion, and then walked out of the study room, also closing the door behind her.
Ross glanced at Hyperion, who immediately understood. After glancing at the door of the study room, he said, "Betty is indeed gone."
It's no wonder Ross was wary of his daughter. It's because Betty indeed had a previous record of eavesdropping. Even if they were family, there were some things Betty shouldn't know.
Just like the Super Soldier Project, even Hyperion only knew a little bit about it. After all, it was a human experiment, and it was still too inhumane. With Hyperion's current temperament, he couldn't be allowed to know these things, otherwise, he might very well break down.
"Tell me, what business is it?" Ross leaned back in his chair, allowing himself a rare moment of relaxation. "Glenn already told me when you were changing clothes. He said your battle suit was tattered and torn when you came, which is really a rare thing."
Hyperion's battle suit was not some common goods made by a tailor shop. His battle suit was a new type of material researched by Stark Industries, combined with some auxiliary materials to create a composite material. Even if Hyperion wore it to break through the atmosphere, it wouldn't be damaged.
In addition, Hyperion used cosmic power for protection. In General Ross's awareness, the only ones who could push Hyperion to this extent were probably the mutant leader Magneto and the Sorcerer Supreme.
Hyperion smiled wryly, and then told Ross everything that happened today from beginning to end. Ross's expression also changed from initial relaxation to present solemnity.
"Could beat you to the point of being completely unable to retaliate?" Ross lightly tapped the desk. "Are you kidding me?"
"No, Father." Hyperion shook his head. "Just like I said, that Kryptonian's strength is indeed above mine."
"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I probably wouldn't have believed it either. From the time I was born until now, it's the first time I've encountered a creature that completely overwhelms me in every aspect. I'm like a child in front of him. I can feel that the other party could probably defeat me with just one hand."
After listening to Hyperion's description, Ross stopped talking and pondered for a while. He only came back to his senses when the electronic clock in the study room reminded him that it was time for dinner.
"Don't think about this matter for now, my child." Ross stood up, took two or three steps to Hyperion's side, and placed his hand on the other's shoulder.
"I know you've been hit hard, but you must cheer up. If the other party is really this powerful and harbors malicious intent, we, no, humans can only rely on you to resist him."
"I know, Father." Hyperion's gaze was firm. He was indeed hit hard at first, but when he thought of the responsibility that Father had instilled in him since he was a child, he stood up again.
As General Ross's son, he still had a certain understanding of the military's strength. Indeed, just as General Ross said, humans currently did not have the strength to stop a Kryptonian.
"Alright, don't think too much for now." Ross patted Hyperion's shoulder with encouragement. "Let's go have dinner first. Betty will be anxious in a little while."
"Okay, Father."
Thinking of his Betty, Hyperion once again revealed a gentle smile. Ross saw Hyperion's appearance and couldn't help but remind him.
"You spoil Betty too much. She's already a college student, and she's still so unruly. I really don't know who will be able to put up with her in the future."
"I remember Betty already has a boyfriend. She even told us about it." Hyperion reminded him.
"I know, that scientist." Ross sighed. "That kid is indeed talented, but I don't know what Betty sees in him. Meek and timid, always holed up in the laboratory all day."
"It's better than those who are mediocre and live a life of dissipation." Hyperion said with a smile. "I remember his name seems to be called..."
"Bruce Banner."
A young man wearing glasses and a lab coat looked up from the research desk, adjusting his glasses to see who was calling him. As a result, he saw Howard Stark, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, at the laboratory entrance.
"Oh, it's you, Mr. Stark." Bruce pushed his glasses up. "Good morning. I just got a cup of coffee here. If you don't mind, you can have a cup first and wait for me to finish what I'm doing before I come to you."
"It's evening now, Bruce." Howard Stark shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and glanced at the coffee placed on the desk. Sure enough, it didn't even have a trace of heat.
"Is that so?" Bruce scratched his head. "Looks like I missed breakfast and lunch. If Betty finds out, she's going to scold me again."
"Seriously, Bruce, I'm very curious about how you managed to attract General Ross's daughter." Howard Stark looked at Bruce's hair, which was already like a bird's nest. He felt that it was already a miracle for a science and engineering man like this to be able to talk to girls, let alone to actually date his boss's daughter?
"I don't know either." Bruce tidied up his drooping hair. "Maybe it's just like Betty said, I have some unique temperament?"
Even Bruce himself didn't believe it when he said this, and he added a question mark at the end of the sentence. Not wanting to dwell on this matter, Howard Stark changed the topic.
"Is there any progress with the Super Soldier Serum?"
(End of Chapter)
"You're lying again, Mark." Betty pouted, not believing a word her brother Hyperion said.
"Really." Hyperion nodded seriously. "I wouldn't constantly use my ability even at home."
Looking at the bickering siblings, the middle-aged man revealed a rare, kind smile. Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone on the desk rang first. Without the middle-aged man needing to remind them, the siblings fell silent.
"Hello, it's me." After answering the phone, the middle-aged man once again reverted to his initial serious demeanor, as if his fatherly appearance just now was an illusion.
"Mm, I understand." After listening to the phone for a while, the middle-aged man hung up. As soon as he looked up, Betty's words arrived.
"Looks like the busy man General Ross won't be able to have dinner with family today."
Ross smiled wryly, shook his head, and then said, "Don't be sarcastic, Betty. I've said before that unless there's something special, I will still have dinner with you."
"That's good." Betty stuck out her tongue. Hyperion reached out and took Betty off of him, patted the back of her head, and said.
"You go to the restaurant first, Betty. I have some business to discuss with Father."
"What business is it, making it so mysterious?" Betty pouted. She had just wanted to share her wonderful day with her boyfriend with her father and brother. It seemed she could only talk about it at the dining table later.
In retaliation, she pinched Hyperion's arm, only to find that she couldn't pinch his muscle at all. Helpless, she could only give up, rolled her eyes at Hyperion, and then walked out of the study room, also closing the door behind her.
Ross glanced at Hyperion, who immediately understood. After glancing at the door of the study room, he said, "Betty is indeed gone."
It's no wonder Ross was wary of his daughter. It's because Betty indeed had a previous record of eavesdropping. Even if they were family, there were some things Betty shouldn't know.
Just like the Super Soldier Project, even Hyperion only knew a little bit about it. After all, it was a human experiment, and it was still too inhumane. With Hyperion's current temperament, he couldn't be allowed to know these things, otherwise, he might very well break down.
"Tell me, what business is it?" Ross leaned back in his chair, allowing himself a rare moment of relaxation. "Glenn already told me when you were changing clothes. He said your battle suit was tattered and torn when you came, which is really a rare thing."
Hyperion's battle suit was not some common goods made by a tailor shop. His battle suit was a new type of material researched by Stark Industries, combined with some auxiliary materials to create a composite material. Even if Hyperion wore it to break through the atmosphere, it wouldn't be damaged.
In addition, Hyperion used cosmic power for protection. In General Ross's awareness, the only ones who could push Hyperion to this extent were probably the mutant leader Magneto and the Sorcerer Supreme.
Hyperion smiled wryly, and then told Ross everything that happened today from beginning to end. Ross's expression also changed from initial relaxation to present solemnity.
"Could beat you to the point of being completely unable to retaliate?" Ross lightly tapped the desk. "Are you kidding me?"
"No, Father." Hyperion shook his head. "Just like I said, that Kryptonian's strength is indeed above mine."
"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I probably wouldn't have believed it either. From the time I was born until now, it's the first time I've encountered a creature that completely overwhelms me in every aspect. I'm like a child in front of him. I can feel that the other party could probably defeat me with just one hand."
After listening to Hyperion's description, Ross stopped talking and pondered for a while. He only came back to his senses when the electronic clock in the study room reminded him that it was time for dinner.
"Don't think about this matter for now, my child." Ross stood up, took two or three steps to Hyperion's side, and placed his hand on the other's shoulder.
"I know you've been hit hard, but you must cheer up. If the other party is really this powerful and harbors malicious intent, we, no, humans can only rely on you to resist him."
"I know, Father." Hyperion's gaze was firm. He was indeed hit hard at first, but when he thought of the responsibility that Father had instilled in him since he was a child, he stood up again.
As General Ross's son, he still had a certain understanding of the military's strength. Indeed, just as General Ross said, humans currently did not have the strength to stop a Kryptonian.
"Alright, don't think too much for now." Ross patted Hyperion's shoulder with encouragement. "Let's go have dinner first. Betty will be anxious in a little while."
"Okay, Father."
Thinking of his Betty, Hyperion once again revealed a gentle smile. Ross saw Hyperion's appearance and couldn't help but remind him.
"You spoil Betty too much. She's already a college student, and she's still so unruly. I really don't know who will be able to put up with her in the future."
"I remember Betty already has a boyfriend. She even told us about it." Hyperion reminded him.
"I know, that scientist." Ross sighed. "That kid is indeed talented, but I don't know what Betty sees in him. Meek and timid, always holed up in the laboratory all day."
"It's better than those who are mediocre and live a life of dissipation." Hyperion said with a smile. "I remember his name seems to be called..."
"Bruce Banner."
A young man wearing glasses and a lab coat looked up from the research desk, adjusting his glasses to see who was calling him. As a result, he saw Howard Stark, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, at the laboratory entrance.
"Oh, it's you, Mr. Stark." Bruce pushed his glasses up. "Good morning. I just got a cup of coffee here. If you don't mind, you can have a cup first and wait for me to finish what I'm doing before I come to you."
"It's evening now, Bruce." Howard Stark shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and glanced at the coffee placed on the desk. Sure enough, it didn't even have a trace of heat.
"Is that so?" Bruce scratched his head. "Looks like I missed breakfast and lunch. If Betty finds out, she's going to scold me again."
"Seriously, Bruce, I'm very curious about how you managed to attract General Ross's daughter." Howard Stark looked at Bruce's hair, which was already like a bird's nest. He felt that it was already a miracle for a science and engineering man like this to be able to talk to girls, let alone to actually date his boss's daughter?
"I don't know either." Bruce tidied up his drooping hair. "Maybe it's just like Betty said, I have some unique temperament?"
Even Bruce himself didn't believe it when he said this, and he added a question mark at the end of the sentence. Not wanting to dwell on this matter, Howard Stark changed the topic.
"Is there any progress with the Super Soldier Serum?"
(End of Chapter)
