Superman's Journey

Chapter 91 The God of Humanity
Water Group Medical Division.

"No! You can't do that!"

Locomotive was lying on the hospital bed, his two legs in plaster were hung high, his eyes were full of shock and anger, he looked at Ashley: "My legs are completely fine, you can't just kick me out of the Super Seven Group! It's not fair!"

"Actually, of course we can." Ashley looked at the locomotive sullenly: "From the time when you violated the regulations by injecting Compound No. I have the right to terminate the contract with you."

"Locomotive, now, there are only two choices before you."

"One, obediently cooperate with the group to issue a retirement statement to the outside world, and then shut your mouth forever with a retirement subsidy; two, leave the company with a debt that you can't even pay after the collapse of the human design. You have no other choice. s Choice."

Ashley's sharp words entered the locomotive's heart. He looked at the document that was photographed on his body, his eyes were full of anger: "I'm going to participate in the Superhuman Contest! I want to tell you, you guys"

"Whatever." Ashley interrupted the locomotive directly, and sneered: "We have the most complete testing equipment to make sure that none of the contestants have injected any prohibited drugs including Compound No. [-]. You have no hope!"

After finishing speaking, Ashley no longer cared about the attitude of the locomotive, turned around and left.

The reward for the individual competition of the Superman Contest is the position of the Super Seven. The death of the invisible man cannot be announced for the time being, because the atmosphere of death obviously does not match the atmosphere of the Contest.

Therefore, the empty space can only be the seat of the locomotive.

Let him retire, and then use his position as the champion reward of the individual competition. As for the invisible man, his death will be announced later. As for who his seat will be given to, that is a matter of future.

Ashley left in a hurry, but then, behind a drawn curtain, the motherlander casually walked out, stood beside the locomotive, smiling: "I think, you should know how to take care of yourself Mouth? Huh?"

Looking at the people of the motherland, the anger in the locomotive was instantly suppressed, and he nodded nervously: "Yes, of course."

Seeing that the people from the motherland turned to leave, the locomotive separated and struggled to sit up, shouting: "You can help me!"

Looking at the people from the motherland who turned around, the locomotive continued: "I have helped you so much, you only need one word, they will never let me leave just like that."

It was fine if the locomotive didn't say this, but the moment he said it, the faces of the people from the motherland darkened, and at that very moment, the locomotive's heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, the motherlander strangled his throat with a wind, and his voice was cold: "If you dare to reveal anything about the situation in the Walter Group to anyone, I will definitely kill you, and your family will also die." All will die, I promise!"

"Did you understand what I said? The locomotive!"

The terrifying murderous intent and endless oppressive feeling came, the locomotive only felt his heart was firmly grasped by a big hand, and nodded urgently: "I, I know."

"It's good to know." The motherlander let go of his hand suddenly, and pushed him back on the bed: "Recover well, this is your last chance for free medical treatment."

Seeing the backs of the people from the motherland disappear, the locomotive breathed out a sigh of relief, and fell powerlessly on the bed.

Just now, for a moment, he even felt that the people of the motherland would directly kill him here, but fortunately, he did not die.

Not because the people of the homeland didn't want to kill him, but because Lincoln, the man who drove him out of the Vault Group, needed him alive to make room for the Transhuman Contest.

What an irony!

The person he should have held grudges saved his life by mistake!
Thinking of this, the locomotive's eyes were dull, and it took a long time to pick up the file and look through it. Then, a trace of excitement appeared on his face.

The next day, under the attention of all the people, the TV channel of the Water Group was launched as scheduled.

Ships and planes have come to the scheduled sea area in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean ahead of schedule, preparing for the complete live broadcast of the establishment process of the island for audiences around the world.

Not only the news broadcast department within the Voight Group, but the intelligence agencies and satellites of various countries around the world have already aimed at this sea area at this time.

All of them want to know who is the 'chief captain' who said that he wants to complete the entire island by himself, and what kind of ability he possesses.

The TV camera switched and came to the luxury cruise ship of the Water Group.

At this time, the deck of the cruise ship was already full of people of all kinds, big and small, from the Walter Group. All of them were looking at the sea in front of them, ready to witness the birth of an island with their own eyes.

Ashley, Stillwell, the deep sea, the people of the motherland, the camera skipped over a figure, and finally locked on an open space in the middle of the deck.

The sound of crisp footsteps rang in my ears, and finally, Lincoln's figure appeared in front of everyone in the eyes of everyone.

"This is the captain of the Water Group? It looks ordinary."

"Wouldn't it be a new superhero to win support from Asian countries? What a bummer!"

"Why are you Asian? The senior executives of the Water Group, are your brains full of shit?"

"****Water!****!"

"White power! White people should rule the world!"

"Didn't you notice? He didn't have a uniform on him?"

"Without a uniform, then he must not be a superhero! All the superheroes of Walt Company have uniforms."

"Heh, whoever said that he doesn't have to be a superhero, I think he must be a superhero!"

The moment Lincoln's figure appeared, the online world boiled.

All kinds of comments from extremists, racists, defenders, and scumbags directly turned the comment area of ​​the video into a toilet.

It wasn't until the machine could only be screened out that everything converged.

On the cruise ship, Lincoln's appearance also made some people frown, and even a congressman came to Stilwell's side: "An Asian? He is the captain you have confirmed? Why don't you choose Homelanders?"

Stillwell looked at Lincoln, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to pin some words to his stomach: "Just watch it, and you will understand everything later."

"I don't understand." The congressman frowned: "This will directly defeat your plan to enter national defense security."

Stillwell glanced at the congressman, smiled slightly and did not speak.

Feeling that he was underestimated and perfunctory, the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the congressman was even worse, and in the end he didn't pursue it further.

In the center of the deck, under the gaze of everyone, Lincoln raised his hands to the sides. The next moment, in the surprised eyes of everyone, golden lines emerged out of thin air, forming a golden outline in just a few breaths.

Honeycomb-like hexagonal patterns continuously spread and filled between the golden outlines. After a few breaths, a uniform with black as the main body and gold thread embellishment appeared in everyone's eyes.

Seeing this completely different production method from all previous superheroes, all the witnesses couldn't help but fell silent.

People at the parliamentary level think about what kind of new power and new technology this unique dress represents, while the online audience is completely amazed at the special effects of Graman's way of dressing.

"While I don't like this new superhero, let me just say he looks awesome in his uniform!"

"I hope all future superheroes of Walt Company can be like this! This is the uniform that superheroes should have, not those ridiculous crotch-showing garbage sewn out of cloth!"

"Is it really reliable to let an Asian have this kind of power? Shouldn't we take some insurance measures? I think we should control him!"

"Stupid!"

"A group of mentally retarded, handsome can represent everything? I think that's all he has, and he's just a sensationalist!"

"I admire the warrior upstairs, but are you really not afraid of being found at home?"

"What are you afraid of! This is America, and I have the right to freedom of speech. Wait, someone is knocking on the door. My takeaway has arrived. I'll go get it."

"Kill him, only white people should have this power!"

Endless power capable of overturning the world filled his body, and all kinds of comments, either ugly or good, rang in Lincoln's ears.

He took a deep breath, lifted the cloak behind his back without any wind, and his body quickly rose under the scorching sun under the eyes of everyone.

With the scorching sun hanging high in the sky and shining the sun as his background, all those who look up to him feel in a trance that they are seeing a god descending from the world, a god in the world.

Just as they were shaking their heads to get this ridiculous idea out of their minds, Lincoln spoke.

Lips and teeth kissed, that clear and majestic voice rang in the ears of everyone in the world.

"From today onwards, the god of the world has descended!"

"Worship me, mortals!"

Lincoln's voice was clearly heard in the ears of everyone in the world. Even those who had never watched the live broadcast stopped their movements at this moment, looked up and looked around in confusion.

And those who watched the live broadcast were even more horrified at this time.

They can clearly distinguish the live broadcast sound from the sound that can ring in their ears.

Looking at the voice on the screen with the sun as the background, countless people fell into silence, but on the Internet, after a short silence, it erupted like a volcano.

"The god of the world? I laughed so hard, I'm almost an idiot in the world!"

"Does anyone know where his home is? Find his family and teach him a lesson."

"Lowly yellow-skinned monkey, ****!"

"A mentally handicapped sensationalist, I'm dying of laughter! Is his whole family dead?"

Endless abuse broke out everywhere on the Internet, and the endless information was clearly perceived by Lincoln.

The expression in his eyes was slightly condensed, and a group of golden rays of light surged out of his palms.

The golden ripples turn into substance and generally spread out from the Atlantic Ocean.

Amidst the clattering sound, where the golden light passed, the space refracted transparent cracks like broken mirrors.

From reality to the mirror space, the whole world is plunged into unimaginable fear.

Lincoln didn't say too much, and stretched out his hand for another shake.

With a buzzing sound, the world began to distort at this moment.

Soil and rocks gathered from all directions, and sea water was also opened to the distance by unpredictable forces.

Looking at the [-] tons of mud and rock thrown into the sea like a belt around it like a miracle, everyone was stunned.

What a mighty force this is!
Things that human beings can't do with mechanical power are as calm and easy as things that go with the flow under Lincoln's power.

Ten thousand tons of mud and rocks were rumbled into the sea, and visible to the naked eye, a bunch of islands slowly formed.

However, when all the microcosmic people focused more on the crazily surging earth-rock ties, they discovered a frightening imagination.

The brown belt contains not only tens of thousands of tons of sand, earth and rocks, but also figures who are constantly struggling but have no resistance to be filled into it as a foundation.

One after another of the figures looked so inconspicuous in the brown landslide, but the dense number was enough to make everyone who saw it terrified and terrified.

Looking at the figure in the sky who claimed to be a god but did evil things, I don't know how many people couldn't even stand still, and fell to the ground precariously.

One breath, one hundred breaths, ten thousand breaths.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and a huge island was built from scratch in the silence of the whole world.

Tens of thousands of tons of sediment were consumed in the Atlantic Ocean, and buried in the depths of the sea together with it, there were also countless people who uttered nonsense on the Internet.

Talents in the motherland need to win the support of those ordinary people, and only need to care about the abuse of those ordinary people, Lincoln does not need it!
Mirroring space, space distortion, and summoning matter, the god-like power he displayed is simply beyond anyone's ability to resist.

Does God care about man’s evaluation?Won't.

It's just a game.

Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero, killing a million is a hero among heroes.

Looking at the island that was built with an unknown number of human lives, the online world fell silent. After a long time, the first message was sent.

"Maybe, he has a reason, right? Even superheroes shouldn't be abused at will. Those people deserve it."

It seemed that he was awakened by this piece of information, and in the next moment, overwhelming information emerged from the Internet.

Regardless of whether it is a real-name registered website or an unknown dark web, the evaluation of Lincoln at this time shows a positive evaluation that 100% agrees with.

Everyone thinks that he is indeed a god on earth, and those who died are just scum!

Lincoln showed everyone how easy it is to be a superhero.

A superhero with a 100% approval rate has never appeared in the history of the Vault Group for decades.

Because everyone knows that those who do not support Lincoln will definitely die, and that island is proof.

(End of this chapter)