7 - Incredible Hulk Library
7 - Incredible Hulk Library
7 - Incredible Hulk Library
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“<strong>Incredible</strong>” Chapter 7<br />
The <strong>Hulk</strong> <strong>Library</strong> (www.hulklibrary.com)<br />
advanced genetics on the level he was talking about. But he held his tongue and<br />
listened. And his pounding heartbeat gradually slowed.<br />
Woodgod was walking back and forth, hands clasped behind his broad back. "I<br />
knew David had problems. But I thought he had found a measure of peace here.<br />
We would stay up late into the night talking about how we would educate The<br />
Changelings and make them into a better race than humanity. David was very<br />
disappointed with his own kind and the way that genetic research had been<br />
misused in the country. But I had no idea he was depressed to the extent that he<br />
would kill himself and his family."<br />
It occurred to Woodgod that his guest had suddenly become awfully quiet and<br />
he turned just in time to catch the naked emerald form of Bruce Banner.<br />
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His mouth was extremely dry as he slowly regained consciousness. Bruce was<br />
lying on a low cot and he felt sore all over as if somebody had been beating on<br />
him with a giant meat tenderizer. He struggled to sit up and was helped by<br />
Woodgod who appeared as if by magic. Bruce marveled at how quickly and<br />
quietly he could move on those hooves when he wanted to.<br />
"How do you feel?" Woodgod’s concern was obviously genuine as he helped<br />
Bruce to a sitting position.<br />
"Sore. Tired. Terribly thirsty."<br />
"I’m not surprised. Here." Woodgod passed over a plastic gallon jug of water and<br />
Bruce lifted a hand to take it. And stopped. He stared at the hand and the arm<br />
attached to it as if he’d never seen either before.<br />
The arm and hand were no longer green. It was white. Bruce looked at his other<br />
arm, his torso. True, he was still hairless but his skin had returned to its normal<br />
color. Bruce looked up at Woodgod in wonderment. "What happened to me? Did<br />
YOU-"<br />
Woodgod smiled. "When you collapsed I examined you to make sure your vital<br />
signs were stable. While I conducted by examination I took the liberty of<br />
restoring your normal skin pigmentation."<br />
"How’d you know that green wasn’t my normal skin color?"<br />
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