Strongest on Earth: Hulk!

"The Avengers?"

The name of this team was rather thought-provoking in itself. Everyone present wore solemn expressions and fell into brief contemplation.

At this point in time, it was indeed time to form a team of heroes.

Kyle had expected this long ago. He merely smiled calmly, took a light sip of red wine, and did not immediately offer an opinion.

Yutong stood behind him with an expressionless face. Other than Kyle, nothing else in the world could stir her interest.

The Avengers.

Interpreted in Fang Language, the name embodied the central principle of: "If people do not offend me, I will not offend them. But if enemies offend me, I will repay them tenfold."

Using this mindset and approach to deal with the powerful enemies and Alien Invasion that would soon emerge was undoubtedly one of the best choices at present.

Fury swept his gaze over them and said solemnly, "The predecessor of the Avengers was the Scientific Strategic Corps from decades ago during World War II. It was the special team originally formed by Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Kyle Dove, and Steve Rogers to target Hydra, an organization with advanced technology that sought to rule Earth."

"Fury. You listed me directly as part of the Avengers before I even agreed? After serving as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. for so long, you’ve learned to be shrewd, haven’t you?" Kyle’s face gradually turned cold, and a powerful pressure faintly surged from his body. Even the cool air from the indoor air conditioner seemed to stagnate and grow stiflingly hot.

"Godfather." "Patriarch."

Tony and Natasha’s expressions changed slightly as they looked uneasily at Kyle, unable to understand why he had suddenly become angry.

Anger also surfaced on Fury’s dark face. He shot Kyle an annoyed glare and complained bitterly, "You’ve got the nerve to say that! More than half a century ago, you casually dumped S.H.I.E.L.D., which you were responsible for, onto me. Now that you’re back, even if you don’t intend to do any work yourself, I still need to borrow your name to hold down the Avengers!"

The others were dumbfounded. They had never expected Fury, the former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., a man as stern as could be and one feared daily by Hydra’s remnants, to have the side of a resentful little wife.

Kyle’s originally cold face suddenly broke into a smile. He shrugged with perfect justification. "The capable should do more. I’m training you."

Only then did Tony and the others understand. The two were simply teasing each other as old friends.

Fury’s single eye fixed intently on Kyle as he said in a deep voice, "Cut it out. No matter what, the Avengers can’t be without you. You’re the core pillar of both heroic spirit and strength."

"Don’t say that. In terms of strength, once Tony fully grows into his potential, he won’t be any weaker than me." Kyle leaned casually against the leather sofa, then changed the subject. "As for a spiritual pillar, if that man isn’t dead, he’d be more suitable than I am."

Everyone fell silent at those words, knowing exactly whom Kyle meant.

A glimmer appeared in Fury’s deep single eye before quickly disappearing again. He said sincerely, "Kyle. In one week, I’ll take you somewhere."

"Alright." Kyle said only that one word, then fell silent. He did not ask where Fury intended to take him.

Natasha flicked her sexy crimson short hair back, crossed her arms over her chest, and parted her red lips. "As S.H.I.E.L.D.’s Deputy Director, I’ve already begun handling the handover matters between the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. I’ll definitely be joining the Avengers."

After the first person officially joined, Fury turned his gaze toward Tony and waited for his decision.

"Mm." Tony raised an eyebrow slightly and rubbed the stubble on his chin. "Since both my father and godfather were once in that alliance, I’ll join and give it a try for now."

The second person officially joined.

Fury turned his gaze toward Yutong behind Kyle. Yutong did not even spare him a glance, leaving a faintly awkward expression on his stern face.

"Alright, Fury. I lent Natasha to you until now, and I’ve also lent you my name. Stop thinking about picking people from my side." Kyle smiled calmly.

"But that leaves only two people as the alliance’s core fighting force. That’s nowhere near enough." Fury scratched his bald head helplessly.

"You’ll have to find people yourself." Just as Kyle finished speaking, his left wrist began beeping. It was a notification from his Viss-transformed watch that he had received an email.

Who would send him a message this late at night?

Kyle frowned slightly. He had only recently returned to Earth, and fewer than three people knew his email address.

Ignoring the others as they discussed the alliance’s specific affairs, Kyle unlocked his smart watch. The watch automatically expanded and transformed, becoming a new-model tablet in an instant.

Crossing one leg over the other, Kyle rested his head against the sofa as the virtual screen immediately opened the email.

To Mr. Kyle:

I am the Thunderbolt General. Due to the urgency of the situation, please forgive me for disturbing your rest so late at night.

First, I hereby formally invite you to lead our military in carrying out an operation to encircle and capture a criminal. The mission is overly complex and dangerous, so please make your decision after watching the video.

If you are interested, please be sure to reply to this email tomorrow morning.

A video was attached at the end, marked as internal military footage recorded four years ago.

Before Kyle could say anything, Viss automatically played the video.

At the start of the video was a desolate landscape of mountains and desert. It seemed to have been filmed by a camera mounted atop a tank. The image quality was poor, and the view remained fixed on a vast desert. Military tanks covered the surrounding ground, fully armed American soldiers were everywhere, and helicopters and fighter jets could be seen in the sky.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Kill it!"

The tanks continuously rumbled and fired, shells raining densely upon the desert a thousand meters ahead. There was no enemy army there, only a green humanoid creature.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bombardment covered the area where it stood, kicking up billowing sand and dust. Yet no matter what happened, the green creature never fell. Instead, it unleashed an enormous monstrous roar that thundered across a thousand meters.

Amid the barrage, the green creature suddenly accelerated toward the camera, sprinted, and leaped into the air!

In only a few seconds, the green creature crossed a thousand meters and arrived before them. Its towering monster body, two or three meters tall, was a shocking sight. Its thick hand grabbed the barrel of the tank in front, tore the steel cannon barrel off with force, and casually smashed the tank into a pile of scrap metal with a few blows.

Finally, it let out a savage roar at the camera and charged forward. The tank carrying the camera rolled and toppled over like a toy, and the video turned into static after losing signal.

"So the monster Rhodes mentioned last time really was it—the Hulk."

Kyle expressionlessly withdrew the tablet, but for some reason, his blood began to stir slightly. A sudden urge to compete against it rose within him!

It was not a passing impulse. Once it emerged, the urge grew increasingly intense and vigorous. His fists suddenly clenched, blazing flames faintly ignited within his golden eyes, and Venom let out an excited, delighted sinister laugh inside his mind!

Yutong reached out and gently placed her hand on Kyle’s shoulder, kneading his muscles to help him relax.

"Godfather, what video did you just watch?" Tony noticed something was off about him and asked gravely.

"Nothing." Kyle exhaled, then smiled at Fury. "The high-end combatant you wanted has arrived."

The Hulk, hailed as the Strongest on Earth and the pinnacle representative of mutated physiques!

The moment Kyle saw the Hulk, his Divine Body became more excited than ever before. His long-suppressed desire for battle could hardly be concealed any longer!

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