#479 - Private Frank

Facing the sudden surge of the giant, Yang Le didn't panic at all. Under the protection mechanism of the Small Broken Watch, almost as soon as the giant broke free from the restraints of the spider silk, Yang Le had already completed the transformation.

The white light dissipated, and an alien hero, slightly shorter than the giant but with an aura that was in no way inferior, appeared before everyone. It was Ultimate Humungousaur, who had previously defeated Red Omega.

At the first moment of the transformation, the enhanced limb on Ultimate Humungousaur's right side, behind him, had already bypassed Yang Le and pressed down on the giant's head. With the force of the enhanced limb, the six-meter-tall giant was directly pressed to the ground by Ultimate Humungousaur.

However, the giant was not to be outdone. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the right enhanced limb, and slowly moved it away from his face.

Seeing this, Yang Le gave up the idea of wrestling with the giant. He retracted the power of the right enhanced limb and allowed the giant to lift it. The left enhanced limb, which had been ready for a long time, slammed firmly on the giant's head.

This punch directly embedded the giant's head into the ground. Centered on the hole where the giant's head was embedded, cracks spread out several meters. This was because Yang Le was afraid of killing the opponent with one punch, so he held back a lot of strength.

The result was that the giant in front of him was like Stephen Chow in *Kung Fu Hustle*, with his head in the ground and his body on the ground.

Watching the giant's trembling right hand rise, Yang Le casually slapped it down. You may be Stephen Chow, but I am definitely not Fire Cloud Cthulhu, standing here letting you hit my head.

At this time, the giant had to lie obediently on the ground because his head had been hit hard, but Yang Le knew that this was only temporary, and the opponent would recover soon.

Gwen's right hand, which she had kicked and broken not long ago, had already recovered to about eighty percent. This recovery ability can already be called top-notch.

Without hesitation, Yang Le immediately activated the Omnitrix's gene repair function. In the face of the powerful Omnitrix, even 'Big Brother' has to obediently change back to the original!

The original six-meter-tall muscle giant gradually shrunk under a burst of twisting white light, slowly turning into a naked young man. Perhaps because of the effects of gene recovery, the man experienced a painless hair removal, and there wasn't a single hair on his body, big head or small head.

Based on the idea that it would be a bad influence, Yang Le casually tore off the awning of the nearby restaurant and covered the man with the plastic sheet.

"I... I'm restored?" The man struggled to sit up from the ground, clutching his head with a look of pain. It seemed that the damage from that punch hadn't fully recovered when he was in giant form.

"Thank... Thank you." The man looked at the tall and burly Ultimate Humungousaur with trepidation. Although he was afraid, he still knew to say thank you.

"I'll make it short," Yang Le said. In order to save time, he didn't choose to exchange pleasantries with the man, but asked directly.

"Tell me everything you know, about why you turned into that ghostly thing."

"Yes, this... sir?" The man's speculative gaze swept over Yang Le. This was America, and he was very afraid that his guess about gender would anger the superhuman in front of him.

"I was originally a soldier in the army, and I volunteered to participate in the Super Soldier Program, but two years of human experimentation not only didn't turn me into a superhero like Captain America or Hyperion, but also turned me into that monster."

The man tried his best to suppress his anger. No one would like to become an irrational monster. The sweet words of those adults when promoting the plan seemed incredibly ironic to him at this time.

What next superhero star, a rank exceeding Captain America, we guarantee that all experimental results are within expectations, how wonderful it all sounds.

But the reality is cruel, and the real experiment can be said to be completely opposite to the initial sweet words.

Let alone a superhero, when signing the relevant confidentiality agreement, because of his youth, he trusted the government and only flipped through the first few pages of the entire book of terms, and then foolishly signed his name.

What the man never dreamed of was that one of the thick terms included the cancellation of various identity certificates. As long as he signed the terms, he would legally become a dead person. The man guessed that his parents might have already received his death notice.

After listening to the man's complaints, Yang Le and Gwen fell into silence. Sometimes, even if the enemy is strong, it is far less terrible than one's own betrayal.

"Your name, soldier," Yang Le asked. He felt that losing his name for many years at this time should help the man regain his confidence.

"Frank." The bald man raised his head, and a raging fire was burning in his pupils.

"My name is Frank Castle."

This name can be said to be thunderous, the famous Punisher. It seems that the universe he created does have something going on. He can actually see such a young Punisher. Yang Le wanted to exchange pleasantries, but now is definitely not the time to do this.

"Okay, Frank, I know you are now full of anger, but New York is in chaos right now, and I can't take care of you here all the time. I still have a lot of work to do."

As if to cater to Yang Le's words, a burst of explosions entered the ears of several people, and the sound seemed to be coming from several blocks away.

"I know, sir, I'm an adult, I'll take care of myself," Frank said, wrapping the plastic sheet around his body.

"I have something else to tell you, sir."

Yang Le was about to leave when Frank stopped him. He didn't speak until Yang Le turned around.

"The government and the military have created a lot of monsters like me. There are twelve people who signed the terms in the same batch as me, not to mention those who were before us, and those who are behind us, but these are just minor problems."

"There is a big guy, I mean something stronger than all of us, he also escaped, and I guess he planned all this."

"Weren't you irrational before? How do you know so clearly?"

Gwen looked at Frank, who was wrapped in plastic, suspiciously. You don't say, Frank's bald head and the way he tied the plastic sheet look like an ascetic monk.

Frank explained: "After we are injected with the potion that turns us into monsters, we don't always maintain that state. Generally, we need to use a hormone-like pheromone to stimulate the transformation. Most of the time, we are still in human form."

"I see," Yang Le nodded. He had a feeling that what he was experiencing now might be the Hulk origin story of this universe. If Yang Le's guess was correct, then the guy that Frank feared was likely the Hulk of this universe.