Chapter 703 Gotham (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
In the early morning, light rain fell from the sky, covering the city of Gotham with a layer of white smoke.
The damp and cold feeling is enough to wake up any homeless man or drunkard lying on the roadside from their sleep, and then rush to find a place to shelter from the rain.
A group of homeless children and teenagers were gathering in a corridor in an alley, heating themselves by burning wood around an iron bucket they found from somewhere, with a black pot on top. The iron pot was boiling with expired food collected from the restaurant's trash can.
Although the living environment is very harsh, their faces are very calm, and they are even in the mood to joke with each other.
On the other side of the alley near the avenue, under the street lights, you can see a large number of scantily clad women posing.
If someone is interested in it, they will stop and ask about the price, and then find a small hotel or simply satisfy their physiological needs in the car.
A large number of bars, hotels, restaurants, nightclubs, and mobile food trucks open at night are located on both sides of the street, providing various services to wealthy people who come here to have fun.
The thriving scene and the relaxed expressions on people's faces seem incompatible with traditional Gotham City.
Because everyone who lives in this city knows that Gotham at night is never safe.
Sometimes, even if you walk through a dark street, you may be robbed more than three times. Beautiful women who are less lucky may be raped or even trafficked. Those who are unluckier may not even survive when they encounter organ traffickers. A luxury.
After all, in terms of black and gray industries, if Gotham dares to be second, there is no other city in the world that dares to be first.
This is just a "normal" crime for the purpose of obtaining money and venting desires.
If you encounter those "abnormal" lunatics, perverts and psychopaths, then congratulations, you will experience a special program that can only be experienced in Gotham City.
But now, there is no criminal activity at all in this area that was originally controlled by gangs.
Even pickpocketing, theft, and smuggling, which are not even crimes in Gotham, have completely disappeared.
The reason why this incredible situation occurs is also very simple, it is the new order established by strong power and naked and unabashed death threats.
Although the gang leaders here once wanted to unite with government departments to implement embargoes, quarantines and other means to teach this outsider who does not know the heights of the world a lesson.
But before they could implement it, the body of the person who suggested it and a few of the guys who responded most actively were hung at the door of their house the next day.
After the deaths of seven gang leaders, two mayors, more than thirty senior government officials and hundreds of police officers, all parties have acquiesced in the existence of Sun Knight Davian and his influence on this area. dominion.
I have to say, Gotham is really a very magical place.
If it were done like this in other cities, it would probably have attracted the intervention of powerful government departments.
But the residents here have long been accustomed to it.
Isn’t it just a matter of killing the mayor, senior officials, police officers and gang leaders? What a big deal.
If dozens or hundreds of people don’t die one day, can Gotham still be called Gotham?
So killing and death are never a problem here.
The real problem is uncontrollability.
No one knows who Davian suddenly appears and what he wants to do.
The nearly invincible terrifying power is not even inferior to Superman in Metropolis.
The most frightening thing is that he does not have the weakness and self-restraint of Superman. When faced with provocations, his reaction is even more vicious and merciless than that of a gang, just like a sword of Damocles hanging in the sky. The tops of everyone's heads were unclear as to when they would suddenly fall.
Since getting rid of it is no longer possible, we naturally have to find a way to bring it into the existing system, turning it from an "unreasonable and dangerous enemy" into a "one of our own with common interests."
In order to achieve this goal, the families that dominate the underworld, including the Falcone, Maroni, Cobot and other families, all began to extend their hands into the areas controlled by Davian, changing the previous black and white rule. Style began to do legitimate business honestly.
But they do this not to make money, but to find out Davian's weaknesses, preferences, and personality, and then find ways to turn him into a person like themselves.
For example, right now, a bar owner is trying to put a stack of bills into Davian's hands.
Because it is the tradition and rule of Gotham City to hand over a portion of the profits to the gang bosses in the neighborhood where they rule.
In return, the gangsters would come out to solve trouble when the bar ran into trouble.
No matter whether the trouble comes from a drunk guest, another gangster or the police.
Many times there is no need to urge, the operator himself will take the initiative to pay at the door.
Otherwise, once it is known that there is no gang protection in his shop, all kinds of robberies and thefts will immediately follow, and maybe even his life will be lost.
Obviously, the gangs in Gotham City hope to use this method to corrupt Davian bit by bit, allowing him to taste the taste of power and money, and eventually become one of his "own people".
But unfortunately, they obviously made a mistake this time.
Because power and wealth are things that have great temptation for mortals, the Sun Knight has already tasted them.
After all, he is the longest and most trusted follower who has followed Zuo Si, bar none.
In the west coast empire of Faerûn, the emperor can even directly exercise the supreme power above all laws.
In contrast, in Davian's eyes, gangsters, this low-class garbage, are not fundamentally different from the thieves' guild. No matter how elegant they are and how high-society they pretend to be, they still can't make it onto the stage.
So he did not hesitate to reject those guys who lined up to pay protection fees or please him, and slowly walked towards an old house as a temporary residence.
Suddenly!
A young woman wearing a dark purple dress and black stockings walked out of the darkness, with a shy smile on her face, carrying a thermos box in her hand, and spoke with a rather nervous expression. He said in a tone of voice: "Your Excellency, you must still be hungry at this late hour, right? I just made a pot of beef soup. If you don't mind it, just eat some."
I have to say, like this This kind of beautiful woman with both beautiful appearance and sexy figure takes the initiative to deliver food to her door, and she also clearly expresses her admiration. Most men with normal sexual orientation will find it difficult to refuse.
Because this is determined at the genetic level.
Even a strong-willed person who cares about his wife and family will not be able to resist the temptation and will only politely decline.
But Davian just glanced at the other party, and then refused with a cold look that rejected people thousands of miles away: "Sorry, since I have been poisoned several times before, I will no longer eat food sent by strangers. Also, don’t wander around in front of my house in the future.”
“You doubt me?”
The woman looked shocked. She covered her mouth in grievance, and her eyes were suddenly covered with mist. Her weak and pitiful appearance made people want to hold her in her arms and take good care of her.
“Get lost! Don’t let me waste any more time.”
Davian's pupils began to shine with a dazzling golden light like the sun, and the terrifying aura immediately frightened the woman and she couldn't help but tremble, and she quickly ran into the depths of the dark alley on her high heels.
After running for almost two to three hundred meters, she tore off her disguise, threw the thermos containing beef soup into the trash can, and then took out her phone and dialed a number. number, and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth: "Damn it! That bastard is simply not a man! I've made it so obvious, but not only did he not react at all, but he also wanted to kill me. Maybe he already knows my true identity ."
"Calm down!
If Davian was so easy to handle, the boss wouldn't spend a lot of money to hire a professional like you.
Besides, he didn't do it directly. Killing you means you still don't know the relationship between us.
Otherwise you should be a corpse by now. "
A man's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Fake! So what should I do now? According to him, I might be killed if I get any closer. ”
The woman does not have the elegant, shy and shy temperament before, but is more like an angry shrew.
Of course, this is her truest side.
The appearance just now was just a means of pretending to win the trust and favor of the target. In essence, it was no different from a prostitute pretending to be satisfied to please her client. It was all for the sake of money.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to ask the boss for instructions."
As he said that, there were slight footsteps on the other side of the phone.
The woman stood there and let out a long breath, forcing herself to recover from her restless mood.
Just when she was about to take out a cigarette and light it, she suddenly felt a cold hand pressing on her slender neck, and at the same time, a creepy sound came from her ear.
"Smoking is not a good habit. Did you know? Anyone who smokes for a long time will have a disgusting smell in their blood. It would be a pity if the blood of a beautiful person like you is contaminated."
The words have not yet finished!
The woman felt a wet tongue swipe across the aorta in her neck, and finally bit her sensitive earlobe on the left.
In a blink of an eye!
A strong stimulation that cannot be described in words poured directly into her brain, making her experience unprecedented pleasure. Her eyes gradually became blurred, and she subconsciously opened her mouth slightly to let out rapid gasps.
But just a second later, a pale face suddenly emerged from the darkness. He opened his mouth and directly pierced the aorta in the neck with his sharp canine teeth, and then greedily sucked the blood spurting out of the blood vessel. Not a drop fell on my shoulders or clothes.
Gradually...
The woman's skin became paler and paler, her body temperature became lower and lower, and eventually her heart stopped beating, and she stared blankly with her two big eyes. Looking ahead, it completely turned into a corpse.
At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the phone that fell on the ground.
"Hey! Erin, are you there?"
"I'm sorry, your little beauty can't speak now."
Badi, the Vampire Queen, picked up the cell phone on the ground and responded without hesitation, and at the same time threw the pale body to the roadside.
"What? Who are you? How dare you kill my people!" the man asked angrily.
Unfortunately, Ba Di had no intention of continuing to respond. He crushed the phone and threw it into the trash can. He turned around and stared at the person who appeared at the entrance of the alley at an unknown time in the distance. The figure raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile: "When did you arrive?"
"It started when you started sucking the blood of that woman. Why did you come to Gotham? If I remember correctly, your activities The range should be over the metropolitan area.”
The black shadow stepped on the water on the ground and took two steps forward, slowly revealing Davian's tall and strong figure.
Obviously, Diary arranged for them to be partners in this world.
"Because I have got what the master wants."
As she said that, the Vampire Queen took out two test tubes preserved by magic from her pocket, one of which contained a white translucent sticky substance. thick liquid, while the other contained dark red blood.
Davian immediately showed a very surprised expression when he saw this scene: "You got Superman's genetic material and blood so quickly?"
Badi nodded proudly: "That's right.
In fact, this task is much easier than I thought.
Although the human god has nearly invincible power, But his resistance to magic is very poor
Not even as good as an ordinary person with a strong will.
I only used simple charms and illusions to make him fall into a rosy dream. Can't help myself
Finally, add a little spray made of green kryptonite, and you can easily get what countless people want.
Not only that!
Superman's blood also allowed me to complete the transformation of my life.
From now on the sun is no longer a threat to me, but a source of powerful power. ”
As the last word blurted out, Badi’s feet lifted off the ground and floated out of thin air. Two deep and dark eyes suddenly shot out black light, directly burning a big hole in the ground.
"You gained Superman's abilities by sucking his blood? And you weren't burned to ashes?"
Davian was stunned on the spot.
Because as the Sun Knight, he knows very well that Superman's body is like a huge stellar battery, and his blood is filled with astonishing energy like his own.
This stuff is definitely the most deadly poison in the world for vampires.
Even a vampire queen like Badi will explode on the spot if she dares to take a sip. There is absolutely no room for negotiation.
This should be true not only for vampires, but also for all undead creatures driven by negative energy and death energy.
"Because I have this..."
Badi slowly took out an amber pendant from under the tights.
Although the pendant had been burned black by some unknown force, with his vision and perception beyond mortals, Davian still saw a creature inside that looked like a twisted and bloated baby.
The God of Evil—Atropal!
He recognized the terrifying undead creature that was originally sealed by Zuo Si almost at a glance, and also recalled that Atropal was conceived by the ancient sun god of Faerûn, the Saint Amaunata.
This also means that the god of evil should have inherited some power related to the sun priesthood to some extent, and should be able to withstand or even dissolve the huge stellar energy contained in Superman's blood.
Thinking of this, Davian looked thoughtful: "I see. The master and his identity have anticipated all this, so they handed over the abomination to you in advance."
"Yes!
Atropal was originally my child.
It was natural for him to reintegrate with his mother.
Now, like you, I am a quasi-god with the power of the sun.
It’s just that you represent the positive side of light and hope, while I represent the completely different negative side.
Perhaps this is exactly what the owner wants to see. ”
While saying these words, deep awe and admiration appeared on the beautiful and pale face of Vampire Queen Badi.
She never thought that one day she would be able to use the evil she had given birth to to become a powerful god-like power, and even catch up with Sun Knights like Davian who could compete with real gods.
The most important thing is that Superman, who is regarded as the most powerful creature on earth in this universe, has now completely become a plaything in her hands.
Important Her willingness to control the powerful Son of Krypton at any time took a completely opposite path.
"So...your mission has been completed?"
Davian revealed a hint of envy in his tone.
Compared to wandering around without a clear goal at the moment, he obviously prefers to perform simple and clear tasks like the Vampire Queen.
It doesn’t matter if I have to fight that Superman named Clark Kent.
Badi smiled and nodded: "Yes, I have completed my mission.
Before I receive other instructions, I can do whatever I want in this world. What, as long as it doesn’t violate the basic principles set by the master?
In fact, I have converted some rich and powerful people in the metropolis.
When those old men learned that they could not only regain their young bodies but also live forever, they all wanted to kneel down and lick my boots, begging me to transform them into descendants.
I came today to give you these two things.
If there is nothing else, I will go back first.
If you need help remember to use magic to communicate, never use electronic devices such as mobile phones and telephones that can be easily monitored.
According to well-informed sources, you are now receiving extra attention from a special department under the US government. ”
After that, the Vampire Queen threw the test tube containing genetic material and blood to Davian, quickly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
As a high elf mage like Erinikas, her magic ability is actually not much worse than the former.
It's just that due to the vampire's endless thirst for blood, he gradually lost his most important reason and calmness as a mage, preferring close combat in order to control the target and suck the opponent's blood.
Now that he has become a quasi-divine power, the negative effect of bloodthirsty has completely disappeared, and naturally he has regained his magical ability again.
Especially against Superman, magic is really useful.
"Did you use the blood of gods, vampires and supermen to create a black sun? The master will still make full use of the resources at hand as before."
Davian murmured to himself, tightly Then he released scorching flames and burned the female corpse on the ground to ashes. Then he summoned the planeswalker who was completely transformed by the shimmering oil to send the two things away. He returned to his residence alone and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed to relax.
Although he no longer needs sleep to restore his physical strength and energy, in order to act like a "normal person", he still tries to lie down for six to eight hours a day.
Time flies, and the night passes quickly. As the sun rises from the sea level, this city with simple folk customs ushered in an exciting day again.
The reason why I say it was exciting was because it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and there was an ongoing bank robbery case on the news broadcast, as well as a fire in two warehouses in the port dock area.
The former is a traditional repertoire of Gotham City.
Almost every few days, a "hero" appears from nowhere and wants to get rich overnight and plans to rob a bank.
So everyone has long been used to it.
Looking at the live footage on TV, you will know that whether it is a bank employee who was robbed or a customer who was accidentally involved in doing business, they all behaved unusually calmly.
One of the old men also reminded the robbers to pay attention to the time.
According to the experience summarized by Ram, the great sage and sage in the bank robbery industry, the most important thing in this business is not to be greedy. No matter how much you grab, you must leave before the police car arrives.
Of course, it was more that the old man didn’t want the robber to be blocked by the police and unable to escape.
Once the two sides fall into a confrontation, everyone in the bank will inevitably be held hostage.
At that time, it will not only be banks and insurance companies that need to bear risks, but also their own lives.
The masked robbers were also very particular. When they left, they secretly stuffed a bunch of banknotes into the man's handbag as a token of gratitude.
Such a harmonious scene can probably only be staged in a magical place like Gotham.
The whole robbery process was smooth and smooth, and it was pleasing to the eye. Even the escape route was planned in advance, perfectly avoiding the routes of patrol police cars on every street. It was obviously the result of having visited the points in advance, careful observation and The calculation highlights a Ram-style rigor.
If Batman hadn't intervened, this bank robbery would probably have gone unsolved.
Based on the level of corruption and case handling efficiency of the Gotham City Police Department, there is absolutely no possibility of detection.
In comparison, fires in dock warehouses are much more boring, and 80% of them are related to the struggle between gangs.
“This rotten place is completely hopeless.”
Davian stared at the news broadcast on TV and couldn’t help but complain.
Although he has been in Gotham for several months, he still cannot fully adapt to this chaotic situation.
Just when he got dressed and got up to go out to buy some breakfast, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Then a slightly childish voice came through the crack in the door.
"Your Excellency, are you awake?"
Davian subconsciously walked to the door and opened the door, which was not locked at all. As a result, he saw a boy wearing tattered clothes.
He vaguely remembered that when he was passing by an alley half a month ago, he casually saved a child who was almost raped by a pedophile.
The homeless child has since been making a living on the nearby streets by shining people's shoes and delivering newspapers and milk.
Although it sounds a bit pitiful and very hard, at least it is no problem to fill the stomach, and safety is also guaranteed to a certain extent.
Just when Davian was very confused about why the boy suddenly came to look for him, he suddenly saw a silver customized supercar parked not far away, and Bruce Wayne sitting in the car waving to him .
Different from wearing a mask at night and being somber, when he takes off his mask during the day, he is not only bright and cheerful in a suit and tie, but he is also quite handsome and attractive to women.
Just look at the rosy-faced and lustful women on the streets and you will know how popular this richest man and famous playboy in Gotham City is.
It is estimated that many people have the dream of being able to join the rich and realize class leap.
No matter how bad it is, you can still have a one-night stand and get a check worth a lot of money.
As for the million-dollar supercar, it may be a bit too high-profile for others.
But it’s just right for Bruce Wayne, even a little low-key.
At least it's not even close to his Batmobile.
Seeing that the real owner had appeared, the old man immediately jumped out of the car and handed ten hundred-dollar bills to the boy who was leading the way. Then he smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Good morning, Mr. Davian. I'm Bruce. ·Wayne, I believe you have heard of this name.”
"Of course I have heard of it.
After all, in Gotham City, it is not easy not to know the sole heir of the Wayne family.
But what I don't understand is that you Why are you coming to me?
I don’t remember having any interactions with you or the Wayne Group.”
Davian obviously knew that the guy in front of him was Batman, so he ignored the other party’s words. Just the right hand extended as a sign of friendship.
When Bruce Wayne saw this, he could only take his hand back and responded indifferently: "Of course it is for investment and business.
Just because there was no intersection in the past does not mean there will be no intersection in the future.
< br>You must know that the neighborhood you now rule has become the fastest-growing economic hotspot in Gotham City.
I hope to purchase some land here on behalf of Wayne Group and demolish all the old buildings and rebuild them. Build higher-rise apartments, shopping malls and commercial pedestrian streets.
If all goes well, some high-value-added industries and factories will be built here.
In short, I hope to work with you to build the surrounding area into the richest and most prosperous neighborhood in Gotham and make it a benchmark. "
"What does this have to do with me? I am neither a land owner nor a government official. "Davian asked with a sneer.
"But you are the recognized ruler of the nearby neighborhood.
Only with your commitment can I dare to invest heavily.
Otherwise, security issues will not be guaranteed at all.
In return, I can set up a company alone and give you 20% of the shares.
In addition you will gain the friendship of the Wayne family. ”
Bruce bluntly said the excuse he had been thinking about all night.
You don’t need to ask to know that he plans to use a lot of money to knock the other party out. Then try to get some useful information and intelligence.
But unfortunately, I found the wrong person this time.
Instead of accepting it as happily as he expected, Davian showed a look of disdain: "You have made three mistakes.
First, I am not the ruler of this area, and I have no interest in being like this. Those trash gangsters charge protection fees.
Secondly, your investment and friendship are worthless in my eyes.
Lastly and most importantly, don’t think that I will do anything if you take off your mask. I don’t recognize you anymore.
As I said, you are sick, and you are seriously ill.”
moment!
Bruce Wayne's expression suddenly changed.
Maybe others can't hear the meaning of "taking off the mask", but how could he not know that it refers to his other identity "Batman".
But fortunately, the strong mental quality he has cultivated for a long time did not make the master lose his temper. Instead, he raised his head and asked: "How did you recognize me?"
"It's very simple. Soul. Maybe you can change your voice, body odor, appearance, habits and behavior patterns, but the soul can never be changed, so save this boring trick."
Davian left a self-satisfied look and turned back to the house.
In his opinion, revealing his identity is enough to make the other party give up.
But Bruce Wayne very shamelessly blocked the door with his hand and entered the house. While looking at the surrounding displays, he continued to ask with interest: "You said you are not the ruler of this area. , then why do you want to fight crime by killing people? Aren’t you trying to make this place better?”
“No, I just don’t want too much shit piled up in front of my house. It felt disgusting, so I started to clean it up a little."
Davian made a very appropriate metaphor, and at the same time, he picked up the cup, poured a cup of water and placed it on the table.
Although he disliked the master very much and even thought that he was sick, he still maintained the most basic etiquette.
“Shit?
This is really a great metaphor.
But why did you reject my investment?
Since you regard this as Writer's door, then we should hope that it will become more prosperous
What's more, you can also make a lot of money from it, and even successfully join the upper class.
Don’t you desire money, fame, luxury cars, yachts, private jets, or beautiful women at all? "
Bruce Wayne sat down on the sofa and tried very curiously.
Because the Sun Knight is too mysterious to him, not only the identity and background information are completely unknown to him, Zero, even the preferences and desires in daily life are not shown much.
This makes the master who relies heavily on intelligence to make targeted arrangements feel very uncomfortable, and even has no way to start.
Davian replied nonchalantly: "I didn't reject your investment, I just didn't want to get involved.
As for money, the cash I snatched from those gangsters was enough to last for a while.
I have no interest in the high society, fame, or luxury goods you mentioned.
I can find beautiful women anytime I want.
My request is actually very simple. Just maintain this peaceful life quietly.”
"Okay, I think I understand.
You refused because you thought I was troublesome and psychotic.
And what you wanted was peace and undisturbed.
< br>If you don't mind, can you tell me who you are?
I have searched all the databases on the Internet, but I can't even find a copy of your birth certificate. >
Under normal circumstances, a person with such great power as you should not remain anonymous.
Unless you are an alien visitor, or an experimental subject who escaped from some unknown secret laboratory. "
Bruce Wayne looked into Sun Knight's eyes and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Don't you know that it's quite annoying to pry into other people's past and privacy? What's more, I have no obligation to tell you this. ”
Davian responded unceremoniously.
He would not be stupid enough to reveal any information about himself to the old Yinbi in front of him.
After all, Batman is one of the very few people who can make Zuo Si feel a little afraid.
"Oh - what a pity, I thought we could become friends."
Seeing that he could not get any useful information, Bruce Wayne sighed with pretense of regret and stood up from the sofa. stood up.
Davian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and while laughing, he said sarcastically: "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a friend of a psycho like you. Because becoming your enemy will result in a beating at most. I'll be locked up, but if I become your friend, the consequences will be much more serious."
How miserable is it to be Batman's friend?
Just look at the endings of Robin in the past.
And he has to endure him collecting all kinds of information and intelligence behind the scenes, and formulating a series of anti-XX plans like he treats enemies.
Once these plans are stolen, his so-called "friends" will face huge risks of defeat or even death.
The most important thing is that this guy is still a mental patient who implements the principle of no killing.
This also means that the dangerous enemies caught by him will always have the possibility of making a comeback.
The most typical ones are the "high-end talents" in the "Arkham Vocational and Technical College". One or two will come out every once in a while.
The unlucky ones will be either innocent people or friends who are close to Batman.
So the first rule of thumb to avoid trouble and live well in Gotham City is to stay away from Batman, never have any contact with him, let alone have any feelings of respect or adoration.
Otherwise, you might come home one day and find a lunatic with a clown face planning to use your life as a bet to play a game with his old flame.
There is no doubt that Davian's words were like a sharp knife inserted into the master's already riddled heart.
From the moment he put on the bat mask, he had already lost too much because he adhered to the principle of not killing, and the pain that could not be described in words suddenly surged into his heart.
Am I really wrong?
Bruce Wayne issued a soul torture to himself in his heart.
After a moment of silence, he pretended that nothing happened and turned around and walked out. After about a few minutes, he started the sports car and disappeared at the end of the street.
Standing in front of the window sill and watching the silver-white sports car leave, Davian couldn't help but chuckle and sighed: "What a poor guy who has been brainwashed by values.
I have obviously set an example with practical actions, but when he arrived Now I am still struggling with law and morality.
I don’t understand that law, morality and justice are just abstract concepts defined by people.
They are neither absolute nor absolute. There is no sanctity and it will always change with changes in the social environment and people's ideas.
The most important thing is that a fundamentally corrupt society cannot get back on track through self-correction and cleansing, history. This has been proven countless times.
Especially the law, in many cases, instead of representing justice, it becomes a protective umbrella for crime.
In other words, redefine it and make the originally illegal behavior legal.
If you want to change, you must start a bottom-up uprising to completely overthrow the existing system, kill all the vested interests, and build a new order by redistributing wealth;
Either use powerful external forces to destroy the source of corruption with thunderous means, and then correct it bit by bit through intimidation and sanding.
Forget it, just let this guy do whatever he wants. Anyway, I have nothing to do with what this city has become. ”
...
At the same time, far away in the laboratory of Mutahar Floating City.
The diary handed over the Superman genetic genes and blood that it had just obtained to Zuo Si's first scientific researcher, the blue demon judge of New Phyrexia - Jinji Towers, with a very serious expression on his face. He said with a serious expression: "I think you should know what this means, right?"
"Of course! I will first cultivate several experimental individuals through artificial insemination technology, and then combine the original body samples , magic cloning technology, genetic modification and fusion technology, and finally the completion of Shuoyou to create the strongest army."
Jinji Tasha's tone revealed unparalleled excitement and excitement as he took over the two test tubes. Excited.
Ever since he learned about Superman's huge potential, he has been looking forward to carrying out corresponding experiments.
Now that I finally got the thing I dreamed of, I naturally started to implement it according to the plan without saying anything.
"Be careful! I don't want to see the experimental subjects you trained launch a rebellion and make this place a mess."
The diary warned seriously.
He is really a little afraid now that a group of Kryptonians who are extremely powerful, invulnerable, can shoot out heat vision that melts steel from their eyes, and can project ultra-low temperatures from their mouths, will suddenly rush out of the laboratory and start killing.
"Don't worry, we have learned that the biggest weakness of this race is that it has no magic resistance.
At that time, we only need to control it through charm spells.
Not to mention the great new The Father of Phyrexia has granted me the use of a new model of Shimmering Oil.
Once the soul is completed, they will become the most loyal servants of their master and will never rebel in the slightest. Consciousness."
After saying that, Jinji Tasha grinned and let out a creepy laugh, then handed the test tube containing the genetic material to his assistant.
After getting it, the latter immediately took out some and put it in a petri dish, while the rest was directly sent to a safe specially designed to store the most precious experimental materials and locked up.
In less than half an hour, dozens of fertilized eggs had already appeared in the artificial womb.
Superman probably never dreamed that he would have dozens of descendants without knowing it...