As a shut-in programmer, Russell never imagihat creating a homemade gacha game could have such serious sequences.
Russell loved superhero movies and ics, so he made a simple superhero game for himself called 'DC Apostle'.
The game wasn't particurly sophisticated, it was simir to a gacha type game made by a famous domestic gaming pany.
Acc to the game's design, 'DC Apostle' allowed pyers to randomly draw superpowers or items from Diovies. There was even a small ce to directly summon a DC character as an apostle.
The drawn superpowers or items would be attached to the pyer's character, enhang their abilities. In short, the game allowed pyers to create their own superhero or supervilin by drawing abilities from other already existing heroes or vilins.
After pleting the initial setup for 'DC Apostle', Russell naturally became the first and only beta tester of the game.
However, he never expected that this seemingly routiest would catapult him directly into the Marvel Universe.
...
Looking around at the various unfamiliar instruments and the unmistakable Hydra logo on the wall, Russell fell silent.
As an avid reader of web novels, Russell was ner to the cepts of transmigrating or reinating into another world. It was a cliché trope that had been overused to the highest heaven...
However, when it actually happeo him, it was far from the gmorous experience depicted in fi, especially when he found himself strapped to aing table, uo move.
In this mysterious operating room, aside from the restrained Russell, there was a bald doctor wearing a mask and a white surgical gown, along with several young nurses whose faces were obscured but whose figures looked quite attractive.
The bald doctor was sloroag Russell, holding a metal device filled with a green liquid.
Before Russell could even open his mouth to speak, a eical voice echoed through the room.
"Abomination Project, Test Subject 996, experiment eng..."
"Abomination Serum: 1000 milliliters.
- Gamma Radiatioralizer: 100 milliliters.
- Super Soldier Enha Serum Type 3: 100 milliliters.
- Tissue Recovery Serum: 50 milliliters..."
Ohe meical voice stopped, the bald doctor walked to Russell's right side and attached the metal device to the meical ior on the operating table.
" we iate? you give me some ahesia first? I'm a bit scared of pain..." Russell thought.
If this were any other situation, he might have tried tain. But when he recalled the Hydra logo on the wall, he immediately abahat idea.
This was Hydra, the aremy of S.H.I.E.L.D... a vilinous anizatio on world domination. If su anization would spare him just because he begged for mercy, it would not deserve its reputation as a vilinous syndicate.
So, instead of pleading, Russell decided to remain calm (outwardly). At the very least, it would make his death look a bit more dignified.
From the moment he realized he had somehow crossed over into this world, only a few minutes had passed.
The bes of transmigrating were yet to be felt, but the threat of death was right in front of him, like a mischievous Shinigami (Grim Reaper) dangling a lollipop in his fabsp;
The bald doctor heard Russell's request but didn't respond. Instead, he gave Russell a cold, lifeless stare, as if he were already looking at a corpse.
Based on the doctor's past experiences, Russell would be saying goodbye to this world in about a minute.
Russell was the 996th test subje the Abomination Project, which meant there were 995 subjects before him.
So far, all of them had died in excruciating pain within a minute of being ied with the Abomination Serum.
The Abomination Project, as the name suggested, n to mass-produce Abomination soldiers. After the Hulk and Abomination wreaked havo New York, Hydra became fixated on these superhumaures capable of going toe-to-toe with the Hulk.
Hydra went to great lengths to obtain some of the Abomination Serum from General Ross...
After acquiring it, they thhly iigated Abomination, also known as Emil Blonsky, unc even the secret that Blonsky had been ied with enha serums twider General Ross's supervision.
While Hydra was irely sure what kind of enha serums General Ross had used on Blonsky, it wasn't a problem for them. Hydra had plenty of Super Soldier Enha Serums in their possession.
Ohey uood the general enha path, the rest was just a matter of trial and error. Thus, the Abomination Project was born, along with the unfortunate 995 test subjects who came before Russell.
Test Subject 996 not only represented Russell's test number but also indicated that he was the 996th experimental formu.
"Abomination Project, Test Subject 996, experiment eng!"
"Rec test subject's vital signs. Rec Abomination Serum iion response. Rec gamma radiation levels..."
As the meical voice rang out, the staff in the operating room quickly left, leaving only Russell strapped to the operating table.
"Hydra, I curse your aors!"
Feeling the green Abomination Serum entering his body, Russell couldn't help but curse. At the same time, he silently vowed that if he survived this, he would make Hydra experierue despair...
...
As the Abomination Serum and other enha serums entered his body, Russell's body began to react violently.
It was an indescribable pain. The Abomination Serum felt like molten va c through his veins and wreaking havoc wherever it went.
Wherever the serum passed, it left behiru and scars. But as the Abomination Serum moved on, the other serums and agents kicked in, rapidly repairing the damage caused by the serum.
Tearing, destru, devastation!
Healing, repair, regeion!
This cycle repeated tinuously within Russell's body, bringing immense pain to both his body and soul.
By now, Russell did not even have the strength to curse Hydra. The only thing in his mind ain, unbearable, indescribable pain.
On Hydra's monit equipment, all of Russell's vital signs had far exceeded normal ranges. His heart rate and body temperature, in particur, had reached absurd levels.
A normal person's heart rate is usually under 200 beats per minute, but Russell's heart was now beating over 1 000 times per minute...
To put it vividly, his heart was running like a high-speed electric motor.
The frantic beating of his heart also caused his body temperature to skyrocket. Russell now looked like a boiled shrimp, his skin bright red and stantly emitti.
If no miracle occurred, Russell's jourhrough this world would undoubtedly e to an end. Whether there would be aransmigrating or rebirth was something only the god of transmigration could know.
Just as a Shinigami (Grim Reaper) holding a scythe and a lollipop tio tempt Russell, a series of meical voices suddenly rang out in his mind.
[Host's life in critical dition. DC Apostle System activating prematurely...]
[Initial activation reward issued: Fate Points distributed...]
[Host's sciousness unstable. Automatic Gacha initiated...]
[Gacha plete...]
[Host has obtained: Dionesium Factor]
