American comic book: My Father is Superman, am I just an NPC?

Chapter 59 A Chilling Thought! The Unexpected Turn of Events [Please Read On!]

It's like an emergency response has been triggered.

however.

"what's the situation?"

Ian looked around.

I noticed that the staff members were all very calm.

"Nothing, just a minor problem."

Digital Tony chuckled softly, and a scene appeared on the screen—in a closed, transparent room, a huge green body was pounding its chest and stamping its feet.

That is.

The Hulk.

Or rather, Hulk's body was brought to life. Despite having his skull cut open and his brain removed, this body, which had been dead for an unknown period of time, still appeared to be alive.

He was frantically smashing everything in his sight.

Are you planning to raise zombies?

Ian was quite surprised.

“We need a powerful enough entity to snap our fingers,” Digital Tony explained, his tone tinged with a hint of wistfulness.

"However, it seems that Dr. Betty underestimated the superheroes' madness; the poison has already seeped into their bodies." Digital Tony didn't seem to feel any regret about this.

His gaze on the screen remained fixed on Ian. Ian, however, was oblivious, his attention entirely focused on the images displayed by Digital Tony.

I saw.

A group of heavily armed soldiers rushed into the laboratory with Gwen, seemingly trying to remove the tubes from the Hulk's body, but the soldiers' firepower was like tickling the Hulk's mangled remains.

Ian felt heartbroken seeing all that wasted ammunition.

How wonderful it would be if they all shot at me.

“My upbringing taught me that I, a kind-hearted person, cannot stand idly by when faced with the plight of the weak!” Ian said, and then ran off in the direction where Betty had disappeared.

The access scanner beeped and granted him passage.

The door slid open.

What came into view was a huge laboratory—in the central transparent cell, the Hulk's mangled body was wildly swinging its fists, while Gwen dodged and weaved like a nimble cat between attacks.

His skills are truly amazing.

but.

Facing the enormous yet incredibly agile green fat man.

The girl was also somewhat exhausted from dealing with it.

"Don't panic! Hold on!" Ian shouted to Gwen inside the room as he ran towards the door. "Think of your family! Think of your bonds! I'm coming to save you!"

His original intention was to give Gwen a buff.

however.

The voice just fell.

The Hulk's massive, fan-like hand slammed down, and Gwen, who resembled a dashing assassin, was instantly smashed to pieces, lying on the ground like a flattened mosquito.

"I told you to think about your family! To reminisce about bonds and friendships..." Ian's heart skipped a beat, but when he thought that everything here was just a remnant of the past, he could only sigh.

"Is this the minor problem you mentioned?" Ian looked around but couldn't find Betty. However, he did see Tony Stark's digital face on a small screen on the wall of the room.

"Ah."

Digital Tony nodded calmly.

"Wow."

Ian was deeply shocked.

"Looks like there really is a madman in this room. I won't say who it is." He ran towards the alloy door at the entrance of the laboratory room, and after scanning his face, he was allowed to pass through without any hindrance.

“Others fight the remains of the Great Sage, I'll fight the remains of the Hulk. We'll all have a bright future.” Ian stretched his body, and at that moment, the Hulk had already spotted him.

original.

Ian wanted to hone his "student" experience by using the guns of the fallen soldiers, but as soon as he picked up a gun, the Hulk took advantage of his youth and lack of martial ethics and punched him.

"Oh!"

Ian also tried to dodge and weave. But he really underestimated the Hulk's speed and overestimated his own physical abilities, which are eight times that of an average person—perhaps partly due to the fact that Captain America can fight anyone to a standstill.

"No way! Captain America can hit this thing?" Ian was sent flying, but he wouldn't get hurt in this world. When he got up, the Hulk was already throwing another punch at him.

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +3]

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +2]

……

"Alright, alright, I've been smashed into a pulp and you call this learning combat? You're something else, my system buddy." Ian's raised hand to block was truly meaningless. If he weren't immune to all damage in this world, he'd probably be lining up to become meat patties with those soldiers and Gwen on the ground.

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +3]

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +3]

……

Ian was so badly hit that he was completely embedded in the ground.

but.

"Actually, it feels pretty good?" Ian decided to enjoy it. He came in here to level up, so what's the harm in leveling up? He's just that kind of submissive superhero. Of course, as a superhero, Ian didn't leave empty-handed. At least he protected the gun he used to practice catching bullets from being smashed.

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +3]

[You have diligently studied combat techniques. Student professional experience points +3]

……

He symbolically raised his hand to block the view.

You will then continuously gain experience points.

Ian was overjoyed.

only.

This happiness did not last long.

Suddenly, the Hulk stopped moving and collapsed to the ground without warning. Ian was about to yell that the Hulk was out of power and needed to recharge when he saw a figure standing in front of him.

"What are you doing? Don't you know it's dangerous here?" It was that familiar, clear female voice. While Ian was still a little dazed, Gwen, wearing leather pants, pulled Ian out of the pit.

"Your head is really hard..."

Gwen exclaimed in amazement when she saw Ian's perfectly intact head.

"No?! Gwen?"

Ian rubbed his eyes and looked at the indescribable gooey mess on the ground next to him, along with the ripped leather pants, which confirmed that the person smashed into mincemeat was indeed Gwen.

Ian stared at the unharmed girl before him, wondering if he didn't understand the concept of "remnants of the past." However, the next moment, his superintelligence actually activated.

"My database records every life in this world..." Digital Tony's voice echoed in Ian's mind. He was about to ask to verify the absurd conjecture that had popped into his head.

“Ding~~~~”

The bells of return have already rung.

Open your eyes again.

Ian found himself back in his familiar bedroom, on his familiar bed. He sprang up from his small bed, the bizarre experience still replaying in his mind.

"That Marvel universe! No, wait!"

Ian felt he had discovered something terrifying.

however.

Before he could think too much about it...

The hard object in the blanket made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ok?"

Lift the quilt.

Ian's pupils shrank slightly in an instant.

I saw.

A futuristic-looking gun lay quietly in his arms.

(End of this chapter)