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Every person's constitution is different, and the same thing can produce varying effects on each individual.
Super Soldier Serum is an extremely unique substance, and even small differences can be magnified many times over!
So it is possible that the differences in results are due to differences in constitution.
However, none of this can be confirmed at this time; it can only be considered a possible avenue of thought.
Banner has done extensive research on the subject in an effort to save himself, but even so, their discussions have only led to some seemingly feasible but uncertain ideas.
The final results will have to be determined step by step through calculations and experiments.
Apart from that, one method widely accepted by both was to control emotions as much as possible.
Keep normal thinking and rationality!
However, this method is only a temporary solution. After all, even a Buddha can get angry, not to mention Banner, who is just a human being.
Using this method to completely eliminate his madness would require letting Hulk out for a calm and collected discussion.
But the problem is, if Hulk actually comes out, who can stay calm?
After discussing the matter into the evening, the two hungry men ate something and then went to their rooms to sleep.
The next morning, Arthur went to the rooftop as usual to practice.
Although he still hadn't achieved much in terms of actual skills, controlling his breathing rhythm kept his body in optimal condition.
Even this single benefit was enough to keep Arthur persevering in his routine.
He also tried to incorporate the colorless energy within him into his martial arts routines but to no avail.
It's worth noting that when Banner saw Arthur's daily morning routine, he initially wanted to learn it as well.
However, he gave up after the first day.
Not because he couldn't learn.
But when the breathing adjustments, accelerated blood flow, and intense heartbeat nearly summoned the Hulk, Banner was so frightened that he turned pale and resolutely avoided the rooftop from then on.
After completing his morning routine, Arthur was preparing to continue practicing his teleportation skills when Banner's voice called from below: "Arthur, you have a call!"
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In the middle of the night, Arthur walked down the alley towards the subway station.
The reason he was out so late was all Lily's fault!
Early in the morning, she called Arthur from her school and asked him to buy some paint for her.
The address she gave was extremely far away, and she mentioned on the phone that if he didn't get the specific brand of paint, she might as well forget about painting!
Arthur couldn't verify the truth of her claim. As a tenant, it was only reasonable to help her out, so he bought the paint and was now trying to send it to her… which wasn't supposed to be too difficult.
But the whole process took a whole day!
That damned remote address almost made Arthur run his legs off.
What's worse, because of his unfamiliarity with the area, Arthur found himself flipping through maps trying to find the subway station.
"Can anyone tell me where the subway station is?"
Arthur sighed in frustration, realizing that even with a map he was lost in the streets of New York.
Just as he was getting depressed, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps in the alley. The next moment, a group of people rushed past him.
"Hey! Stop! Don't run away! I need directions..."
Seeing her, Arthur was thrilled.
It wasn't scary to get lost in the streets of New York, but it was scary not to meet even a small thug before. Who would he ask for directions?
Hadn't they said that New York's alleys were always filled with thugs waiting to attack women?
Now he finally encountered some, and although they seemed a bit busy, Arthur thought he could at least interrupt their work a little.
He put the map down and took off running!
After a few steps, Arthur realized that these thugs were probably divided into two groups.
The first group was in the front and consisted of a very agile young man who excelled at scaling walls and jumping from house to house.
His speed was smooth and fast, with enviable coordination.
The group behind was fast but clearly not as agile as the youngster in front.
In addition, the youngster would occasionally stop to attack those behind him in a rather strange manner.
Most interestingly, he seemed to be able to cling to walls without any support.
When someone passed by, he'd kick them to the ground!
"What kind of person is this?"
Arthur wondered where such a character came from on the streets of New York.
But in the next moment, he thought his assumption might be a bit far-fetched.
The streets of New York had all sorts of oddities: bald men doing performance art, and green, short, and chubby figures running around without pants. So why couldn't there be someone agile who could climb walls? Huh? Climb walls?
Arthur's eyes widened in shock!
In the Marvel Universe, when it comes to wall-crawling skills, Arthur has no rival but Spider-Man!
"Could it be Peter Parker?"
Arthur was surprised, because if he was meeting Peter Parker here... the timeline didn't add up!
From what Arthur knew, Spider-Man did not seem to appear until the Civil War.
That was a few years away, right?
Well, Arthur didn't know the exact timeline, but Spider-Man's appearance was supposed to be in the later stages of the series.
Iron Man hadn't even really shown up yet, so how could Spider-Man be here?
"This timeline is so messed up..."
Arthur was frustrated, but not at the end of his rope. He reached out and grabbed a thug running in the back.
The thug was suddenly pulled away from Arthur, nearly choked, took a breath, and before Arthur could speak, threw a punch right at Arthur's nose!
"Fuck, what's wrong with my handsome nose?"
Arthur's head swayed as he grabbed the thug's wrist. "Let me tell you, I'm just-"
Before he could finish, the thug suddenly delivered a knee strike!
If he was hit, it would be catastrophic!
Enraged, Arthur let go of the thug's wrist, leaped forward, and kicked him in the chest.
The thug was sent flying against the wall with a thud!
Arthur stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and said angrily, "I'm just asking... Hey! Don't pass out!!!"
But the thug was completely unable to stand, his body limping like a puddle of mud!
"Damn it!"
Frustrated, Arthur threw the thug aside and continued the chase!
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