I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1460
Half a month later, the Gotham Police Department.

"Hello, Harry? It's me, Old John!" Under the watchful eyes of several police officers, Zha Kang had a Sika cigarette dangling from his mouth, and with his feet dangling on the table, he said in a relaxed tone: "You Come bail me out, or use the majestic and glorious name of 'Admiral of the Galaxy', let the Chief of Police, or whoever releases me?
Alas, I didn't make any mistakes, but I didn't wear a mask and sanitary gloves, I couldn't produce an electronic health certificate, and I forgot my passport at home, so I was caught in the police station. "

"Squat down honestly, wait for your sister to issue an identity certificate for you, and wait for your health test results to come out, and then come to me." Harley said bluntly.

"Don't be like this. Although I came to Gotham this time with an accident, I do have a great responsibility to save the world." Zha Kang shouted.

"Hmph~~" Harry sneered and hung up the phone.

"Hello, hello?" Zha Kang yelled a few times but didn't respond, nor was he annoyed.

All that matters is that he can get through, and it doesn't matter if Halle comes to pick him up or not.

He put the phone back slowly, spit out a circle under his eye, looked at the gcpd with a changed expression beside him, and said slowly: "As you can see, Admiral Yinhe strictly disciplines himself, he refuses to bend the law for personal gain, and he doesn't want to use his relationship for my old friend.

You keep putting me in the cell, she won't help me, I'm out of luck. "

The tall, fat-faced police chief sternly shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you help Mr. Constantine to my office? Is he able to stay in this kind of room?"

Then, his 1.9-meter-five tall body bent over and squatted, shrinking to less than 1.5 meters, equal to Zha Kang on the chair.

"Sir, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. These gcpds just came out of school and don't understand anything. They are still in the internship stage. Hey, please come with me. The second floor has a good view, the sofa is soft, and the space is large."

He smiled flatteringly, and his voice was as gentle as coaxing a naughty lover.

Seeing that Zhakang took out a cigarette with a calm expression, he hurriedly leaned over and lit it with his lighter.

"I don't have a mask, a passport, or a health certificate." Zha Kang chuckled.

"Hey, from what you said, you are a friend of Admiral Galaxy. Your identity is definitely not a problem, and your health is not important. You are going to the Quinn Manor. There is no safer place in the world than that." The police superintendent smiled.

"Hey, Harley is too fair and selfless, she won't bend the law for my own benefit." Zha Kang sighed.

"There is no favoritism or violation of the law. Everything is done in accordance with the rules and regulations." The superintendent said with a serious expression: "You do need a health certificate to be active in public places. Soon, I should send you there for a health check."

Ten minutes later, two police cars, one behind the other, escorted the superintendent's BMW to the foot of Lishan Mountain.

"Well, it's no wonder that most people in the world are obsessed with fame and fortune. Fame and fortune are really easy to use." In the hall of the manor, Zha Kang sighed with emotion.

"You are not staying at home at this time, what are you doing in America? Don't think that you are a mage, the submerged virus will wait for you to be ineffective, it is a magic virus." Harry said.

"The Swamp Thing is crazy, you know? In half a month, that guy has slaughtered at least 300 people. The management of a certain oil company was wiped out by him during a meeting, and the meeting room was turned into a slaughterhouse.

Don't you guys have any news about such a big news? "Zha Kang asked doubtfully.

Harry raised his chin towards the TV, "Nu, this is the focus news that Americans and even most countries pay attention to."

It is 05:30 in the afternoon, and the Planet Daily TV station is broadcasting live interviews with celebrities.

Louise, wearing a dark blue lady's suit, and Lex Luthor, a world celebrity, sat on the sofa and talked face to face.

Luther was talking.

"I know people are calling the virus the 'Luther virus' and the symptoms the 'Luther epidemic' and even most of the media is using those two names.

I'm not resentful or angry about it.

Any individual or organization can be called that, it doesn't matter.

Because this is my medal for saving the world and human civilization, and it is the greatest compliment to me. "

"Is this guy crazy?" Zha Kang was dumbfounded.

On the screen, Louise, the name of the universe, also showed surprise.

She pinned back her wavy black hair that fell to her forehead, and said doubtfully: "The people are full of resentment, and use these two names to curse you to express their dissatisfaction.

There are also many people on the Internet calling on the Justice League to arrest you immediately. "

Luther sighed deeply, and said: "I can understand their thinking, because the 'Luther epidemic' that is currently spreading in the United States was indeed created by me.

However, the public only knows one thing, and they don't understand that the 'Luther virus' is actually saving them. "

"Oh, what's the inside story?" Louise showed a curious expression on purpose.

Luther said: "I think everyone still remembers the 'Metropolis Zombie City Crisis' half a month ago."

Louise said with lingering fear: "It's more than just remembering. It shocked the world and left a deep impression on me. I'm afraid I'll never forget it for the rest of my life."

This time her expression was very real, without any pretense.

"'Zombie city crisis' is not only staged in the metropolis, every state and every big city in the United States has at least a 'zombie community incident'."

The corners of Luthor's mouth curled up, very proud, but he didn't laugh, "If there is no accident, then the United States will become a country of zombies because of the Amojo virus.

Not even the Justice League can change that ending.

Of course, they are not the zombies in the movie, but Almajo.

The Yamajo virus has entered the advanced stage, and the patient will change from a rational human being to a Yamajo who has no mind and a strong desire to attack. "

Luthor looked up at Louise, "You must know more about Armedro and the Armageddon virus than anyone else. The first headline about Armageddon came from your topic."

Louise nodded slightly, "So what? What's the relationship between Almajo and the Luthor virus?"

"It's a big deal, it's me!" Luthor pointed to his chest, raised his voice, and said proudly, "I transformed the submerged virus, which was powerful enough to destroy human civilization, into a nearly harmless influenza. Luther virus in the mouth.

In short, the Luthor epidemic is nothing more than a hangover from the cure for Almajo's disease.

I can assure you that this aftereffect is the slightest and least costly. "

"Is there no medicine without sequelae?" Louise asked.

Luther smiled lightly, "Even if ordinary people take painkillers, there are high addictive side effects. Almajodo is terrible, and everyone knows it.

If it is said that Almajo, which is enough to destroy human civilization, has a threat level of 100 million, and the Luthor epidemic is only 10 points.

This is less expensive than painkillers. "

"As far as I know, you are not the main contributor to the birth of the antidote," Louise said.

Luther said solemnly: "You want to talk about the acne god? Indeed, the first generation antidote was evolved from it.

But its antidote has huge sequelae, ten times stronger than the Luthor epidemic, the cost is a hundred times higher, and the production efficiency is a hundred times lower.

If the 'Pox God Virus' is directly injected to completely solve the crisis of the zombie city in the metropolis, at least 200 million people will die in at least half a year.

Zooming in on the entire planet, the cost will only be higher.

It's me. I use gene editing technology to transform the pox virus into a highly contagious and low-harm epidemic virus at the fastest speed and at the lowest cost. "

"Being contagious is also an advantage?" Louise wondered.

"As an antidote virus, it is highly contagious and easy to survive. Think about it, half a month ago, the metropolis was still a zombie city, but now? Let alone the patients, the metropolis has almost completed urban reconstruction.

How long do you think it will take for normal pharmaceutical production, from research and development to testing, to industrial production, without mentioning anything else, just to build a production line that can meet the needs of tens of millions of patients?

a year?half a year?

Can we afford to wait?

We can't wait!
And my Luthor epidemic virus is simple. After leaving the laboratory, I threw the test tube into the street, and one yamojo was infected, and immediately infected a group of people.

The deadly submerged virus has been transformed into a common epidemic, and it can be cured by taking a special cold medicine developed later.

The cost is almost zero, and the efficiency is terribly high.

Even the Pox God himself felt ashamed of himself, claiming that I had the qualifications to be His favored one.

However, I only believe in God, and declined the kindness of the acne god. "Luther said proudly.

Louise nodded slightly. She could not refute his words at all, because the facts proved that what he said was correct.

Even when Luthor said that the Pox God wanted him to be a priest of the gods, he wasn't bragging.

Although the pox god has a high evolution potential, it does not know the knowledge related to evolution, so it can only mutate randomly by instinct.

If Luther becomes its high priest, adding technology and hard work to its evolutionary path, the Pox God will be invincible and invincible in the field of viruses.

"Your Luther antidote was put into use as soon as it was developed, it seems," Louise hesitated.

"I understand, we all understand that there are risks, but compared with Almajo's harm, we have to bear some risks. Moreover, this is not a one-shot deal. The 'Luthor Salvation Team' has not been disbanded, and we are still working."

"Well, let me just say, there is an Amojo crisis, but why did it suddenly become a 'Luthor epidemic'? So that's what happened." In front of the TV, Zhakang suddenly realized.

Harry turned down the volume, and while watching Luthor on TV continued to brag about himself, he asked, "What's the reason for the swamp monster's random killing?"

"All the people who were killed were destroying, or planning to destroy green plants on a large scale." Zha Kang said.

"Is it Alec's time?" Harry frowned.

Swamp monsters are gods, and gods live forever.

In theory, swamp monsters can go on forever without dying.

The reality is that every few years, decades, Swamp Thing changes.

This is the rule set by Naboo.

The will of man and the green of all things merged to become a swamp monster, and the consciousness of human beings dominated.

But after becoming a swamp monster, the green of all things will erode and distort the soul of mortals, and eventually the swamp monster loses its humanity and completely sits on the side of green plants.

Once the green plants are harmed by humans, it can be merciless and eliminate humans that threaten the forest just like farmers clean up pests on crops.

At that point, it's no longer suitable as a Swamp Thing.

After all, the pantheon of order formed the life council to protect human civilization, not to destroy human beings.

The previous generation of vegetalized swamp monsters directly turned into a big tree that could not move and could only whine, losing the threat to human beings, and a new generation of swamp monsters with human consciousness as the main body was born.

"Probably the aftermath left by the last day to the white, it simultaneously became the carrier of the green of all things, the red of all beings, and the black of decay, and also accommodated the power of the four elements of the white lamp. Obliterated, only the instinct to protect the green plants remains.

If you don't want this old friend to turn into a big tree, better do something about it now. "Zha Kang said slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.

Harry turned off the TV, stood up and said to Ivy, "Let's go see the Swamp Thing."

"It's not in the Amazon rainforest, and it's probably killing people all over the world right now." Zha Kang said.

"You can find it inside the Green of Everything." Ivy said.

Harley gained the friendship of the swamp monster in his early years, ate a fruit, and gained the druid talent of "walking on trees".

It's not like Tarzan who goes "whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" in the jungle.

The "tree" in walking on the tree refers to the greenness of all things.

You can walk freely inside the Green of Everything.

In the early years, Zha Kang got a jar of tree essence blood at Papa Midnight's gambling table by cheating, and he could also walk on trees.

Needless to say, Ivy is the patron of the green of all things.

The sum total of plant pan-consciousness assembly and plant energy constitutes the greenness of all things.

After entering its interior, the three of them came to a space where heaven and earth were surrounded by green.

This space cannot be reached without the gift of tree-walking.

In other words, for ordinary people, this space does not really exist.

Only those who have eyes can see colors; only those who have the ability to walk on trees can enter the green of all things.

In the green space, there are many green "vines", which are endless and boundless.

Walking along the vines, you can teleport through plants in different regions, hence the name "walking on trees".

"There it is!"

Led by Ivy, they soon came to a [-]-meter-high "vegetable salad".

"Humans? I want to destroy humans!"

Before they could say hello, the swamp monster roared and slapped him.

Ivy immediately pulled Harry and jumped away.

With a ghostly cry, Zha Kang ran on the vines with his arms outstretched at a light pace.

"Hey, Alec, you don't remember us? Do you know who you are? Your wife, Abby, and my daughter from your wife are waiting for you at home."

"Roar!" The swamp monster roared again and again, chasing him and clapping.

"Harry, save me! If you stimulate it like this, it won't be able to wake up. I'm lost." Zack Kang wailed.

"We left the green space of all things, it's not easy to use it here," Harry said.

"Bo~~~" Zha Kang jumped off the vine, his figure disappeared from the green space of all things, landed again, and he had already arrived at a certain rainforest in Asia.

"Boom~~~" Before he could catch his breath, the ground covered with fallen leaves shook slightly, and thick tree roots and vines emerged from the soil, entangled in front of him into a ten-meter-high humanoid monster .

"Harry, where are you, Harry?"

"Stop howling, I'm on top of your head, it can't hurt you."

Harry jumped down from the branch and landed in front of "Sala" who was wrapped in a layer of gold film.

"Alec, wake up, you have friends and family, you can't 'sleep' just yet."

She activated her defensive expertise, wrapped her mental power with a defensive force field, and slammed into the sea of ​​consciousness of the swamp monster.

"I" swamp monster shook his head vigorously, his expression struggling.

"It's useless, it doesn't cure the symptoms or the root cause." Zha Kang sighed.

"What's your idea?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, that's why I came looking for you." Zha Kang said distressedly.

After thinking for a while, Harry took out his mobile phone and called Dr. Fate.

"Om—" A few minutes later, a golden light flashed, and Kent, wearing a golden helmet, appeared in front of several people.

Frowning and looking at the Swamp Thing, he sighed and said, "Alec Holland is dead, he needs to be replaced."

"He is my friend, I don't want him to become a big tree." Harry said.

Dr. Fate stared into her eyes for a while, and said seriously: "Actually, he is retiring now, which is a good thing for everyone. Forcing him to stay is likely to trigger the crisis of 'the rotten country is coming'."

(End of this chapter)