I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 360 Rescue the Muse
After Harry finished boxing with all the Kryptonian prisoners, Superman sent them into the Phantom Zone.

The eight Kryptonians helped her rise two and a half levels in total, and finally broke through the 50th level.

Defense 40+, light missiles will not kill you, and heavy Gatling will not kill you.

At this time, with 50 points of defense, unless she falls into a trap, she will continue to attack, no matter how difficult it is for human gunpowder weapons to kill her directly.

If it weren't for the lack of attack methods, Harley could be a small boss in the metropolis right now.

Well, Metropolis is Superman's territory, and the conditions for being a small boss far exceed those of Gotham.

Before leaving the metropolis, Harley was really greedy for the Kryptonians' experience points, so she asked Clark to punch her with the greatest malice.

Superman thumped.

Almost broke Harry's arm, but the experience jar didn't bubble up.

"Clark, when will you marry Lois?" Harry asked.

At that time, she will cover her face and kidnap the bride Louise, which should make Dachao furious.

Clark seemed to be greatly frightened, blushing and waved his hands again and again, "Don't get me wrong, Louise and I are just colleagues."

Thinking that Bruce has been practicing "murderous spirit" recently, and thinking of his many enemies, Harry said again: "Clark, with your physical fitness, if you practice Chinese Kung Fu, you should be able to double your strength. Would you like me to introduce you to a master?" ?”

Clark shook his head and refused, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, but they probably can't teach me anything."

"Yo, so crazy?"

"My super vision can see through the tiniest muscle fibers.

My super sense can even detect the slight pulsation of cells during intense exercise.

Therefore, my every action is under the complete control of my own will.

I can punch through the earth's crust, and I can learn from Chinese chefs and carve patterns on tofu.

I don't believe any martial artist can reach my level. "Clark said confidently.

"Martial arts training is not just about power control. For example, Bruce, he is completely an ordinary person, but his physical fitness breaks the limit of the human body, surpassing the average person by several times.

Your strength is not far behind Zod and Fiora. In a one-on-one duel, you may be able to defeat Zod, but it is very difficult to defeat Fiora. "

Zod is the commander-in-chief gene, and Fiora is a pure fighter.

In theory, Zod can't beat Fiora.

This is true in actual combat.

Superman was abused by Fiora in various ways, but Zod reluctantly had a [-]-[-] relationship with Superman—Zod was full of killing intent, Superman didn't want to kill at all, so he really let go, Zod was abused by Superman.

Just like a general in the earth's army, he can't beat the one-in-a-million soldier king.

"If you break through the limits of your current body like a martial artist, even ten Fioras can't beat you." Harley's tone was full of temptation.

"I think the current strength is enough. Many times I have to control my strength, and there is no need to break through the limit." Clark said.

"What's that enough? Have you ever defeated the Three-Ghost Demon? He has been coveting the earth and wants to destroy the world. You haven't seized the time to practice, but you are content with the status quo and don't want to make progress." Hari excitedly said.

Clark frowned and said, "You want me to practice martial arts, increase my strength, and then help you deal with Sangongmo?"

"I have a friend"

Halle told the story of herself and 'Raven' Rachel.

"Relying on my own strength, even if I practice hard for another ten years, I won't be able to hurt him, but Rachel obviously can't hold on for another ten years."

Speaking of this, Harry couldn't help showing his true feelings, worry and frustration appeared on his face.

"Clark, you are a peerless martial arts prodigy, if you can break through the limit in a short period of time, we will join forces and we will definitely be able to kill the Sangongmo.

Saving Rachel wasn't just helping me.

She is the portal for the Sangongmo to enter the earth. If she is domesticated by the Sangongmo, all mankind will face a greater crisis than the Kryptonian invasion. "

"Okay, I'll go to Chinatown and enroll in a martial arts training class." Clark said reluctantly.

"Sign up for a training class to learn 'Five Whips of Lightning'? You can find me in Gotham, or Bruce. If you are interested, I can also teach you magic." Harley said.

"I can learn magic? Kryptonians have never had a mage." Clark doubted.

"Do you know Krypton God Rao? He is probably an old god with the power of faith."

"I only found out about Rao not long ago, so I had no chance to believe in him.

Rao didn't protect Krypton, and I wouldn't believe in him. " Clark said.

"The point is not belief, but that you Kryptonians are not complete magical insulators.

If it doesn't work, I can summon Little Black Bean and let her infuse your body with the thick essence, and the magic power will be born naturally. "

Harry laughed excitedly: "Dark Superman, Dull Superman, seems to be very clever."

"No, I'm not a black mage!" Clark shook his head repeatedly.

In the end, he still learned fifteen sets of meditation techniques from Harley, and agreed to go to Gotham to learn Kung Fu from her during the holidays.

Returning to Gotham from the metropolis, Admiral Wuhuan had not had time to participate in a few talk shows on Gotham's local TV station. The muse, who had disappeared for less than half a month, found the manor again.

"Harry, when will you help me find Calliope?

Last time at the Metropolis, you said you would help me find someone after the victory parade.

Then you go to a meeting again, to attend the Kryptonian trial
After tossing for almost half a month, I still haven't acted.

I can't stay in the world for too long. ’ complained Cleo.

"Why can't you stay long?" Harry asked strangely.

"Do you know how God's Domain refers to the secular world?" Cleo asked.

Harry frowned and said, "Isn't it Earth?"

"Earth is a common name, and more often than not, gods will contemptuously call the world a 'book'.

Compared with the earthlings, the gods and gods in the heavenly realm are high-dimensional beings. After entering the mortal world, the frequency of the body must be lowered by a notch.

Similarly, when ordinary people enter the realm of the gods, they must also increase their body frequency by a notch.

If you can't do it, you will disappear in Lingbo Prison.

Even a magic master who masters the rules must always use the power of the rules to protect the body.

You still can't survive in Lingbo Prison right now? said Cleo.

Harry nodded slightly, "Whether in Limbo Prison or outside the City of Silver, once I leave the airship, I must wear the heavenly armor."

The airship is an artifact, staying in it can separate the rules of Lingbo Prison.

"It is easy to lower the frequency, but difficult to increase it. If I stay on the earth with a low-frequency body for a long time, I may completely become a mortal and never return to the heavenly realm." Clio sighed.

"As far as I know, the Stranger, Gabriel, and the Son of the Three Palaces all live on Earth," Harry said.

"They are all great gods, and they can survive without the power of faith.

The old gods of the sky are a little different from them, we rely more on faith.

In the past millennium, beliefs from the mortal world have become thinner and thinner, and many gods have either died or fallen asleep.

At least I'm alive and able to run around, much better than them.

No matter how the times change, serious writers long for the favor of the muse.

It's just that alcohol, sex and Du Ping are madly robbing our believers. "Clio said helplessly.

"In modern society, the population is larger than in ancient times, the literacy rate is higher than in the past, and there are more authors. For example, a novel website has millions of authors.

Theoretically, if the basic market has expanded, you should be stronger anyway. "Harry said.

"Oh, forget it, those writers who hit the streets would rather write fanfic, make suture monsters, copy bestsellers, and refuse to make wishes to the muse, which is completely useless to us.

I am weak, so I can't stay in the world for too long.

Therefore, you must get busy immediately and help me find Calliope as soon as possible. "

Harry asked, "Which art is Calliopes in charge of?"

Nine young muses and three old muses are all in charge of different arts.

Similar to chemistry, physics, nature, astronomy, music, history... being kissed by a 'substitute teacher' will inspire inspiration in the corresponding literature and art.

"Calliopes is the heroic epic, like the blind poet who inspired the Iliad and the Odyssey," Cleo said.

"When and where did she disappear?" Harry asked again.

"Earth 1927 AD, Mount Helicon, Greece."

Harry smiled and said, "OK, I understand. If she is still on Earth, you sisters may be reunited in three days."

"Three days?" Cleo stared at her like a liar, and shouted, "Do you know how many 30 years it took me to find her?"

"If I find her within three days, how about you give me another golden apple branch?" Harry said.

"Okay, I'll just wait here and see what tricks you can pull off."

Harley picked up the phone and connected to Amanda Waller, "Lend me the FBI's 'Biomu System' for two hours."

"Who do you want to monitor? I'll ask the people below to help you." Amanda said.

"Your people's efficiency is too slow, I just borrow your super server and perfect monitoring network." Harley said.

"Who's going to use it?" Amanda asked.

"Puppy Dodo, the primary artificial intelligence of Dodo Technology."

Amanda pondered for a moment, and said: "I can't hand over the entire Baimu system to you, because a lot of work of the FBI is done by it.

I looked at it, and it can free up about 30% of the computing power, and you can use it for a few more hours. "

"also."

After hanging up the phone, Harley dialed another number, "Hey, Rich, go to Metropolis and find the FBI's Baimu system, the account number is."

"I've entered the server, who do I need?" Rich asked.

"From 1927 to the present, all writers who have excelled in serious literature."

"Dead people included?" Rich asked.

Harley told the story of Calliope first, and then said: "If any living writer has a writing style similar to that of the previous generation, we should focus on it.

Well, add a star for the attention.

Those who once fell down, suddenly rose again, and even achieved higher achievements, will be added two stars.

Suo lives in groups, and his personality is not lonely, but he lives alone, rarely has visitors, and rarely holds parties at home, adding two stars.

Among the rumors about him, those involving magic, add one and a half stars.

Male writer, plus a star.

Those who rarely travel, and rarely go out to find inspiration, add two stars.

If you have been to Greece, add half a star.

European, half a star.

White people, half a star.

I cherish my own works very much, and regard writing as life, a star.

"

Harry said one thing as soon as he thought of it. He talked for half an hour, and Cleo, who was next to him, was dumbfounded.

"No wonder you can deceive so many great masters, Harley, I really admire you, your thinking is so flexible and meticulous."

"How did you find Calliope in the past?" Harry asked curiously.

Cleo blushed slightly, and said awkwardly, "I'm not stupid, but I'm not as stupid as you."

"Well, I come to Earth every few years to look for new poets and wander around his home."

Harry said strangely: "The traffickers can catch your sister, why can't they catch you? They even go around his house."

"Harry, the list is out." Rich said.

(End of this chapter)