Superman's Journey

Chapter 92 'The Lucky One'

God on earth, what a commendatory word it sounds!
But obviously, it is absolutely impossible for the gods who descended on the human world to be commendable, because the large group of human beings always has countless ways to show people the filth and sin in society.

People like Superman who possess powers similar to gods will not be feared, and people like people from the motherland will also be suppressed and used by human beings. Only Lincoln can do whatever he wants without being restrained.

In the center of the Atlantic Ocean, the island made of hundreds of millions of earth, rocks, corpses and flesh sits quietly.

The distorted portal is like a hemispherical curtain covering the island, connecting the real space with the mirror space.

In the air, falling in the eyes of everyone, Lincoln re-landed on the luxury cruise ship of the Walter Group.

He looked sideways at the congressman in the crowd, and just as he took his steps, the crowded crowd made way for Lincoln, until he came in front of the congressman.

"I just heard, you seem very dissatisfied with my identity and skin color?"

"No, no." Looking at Lincoln who was face to face with him, the congressman felt his tongue was dry and his body was hot, and he waved his hands eagerly, "I definitely didn't mean that?"

"Then you mean, I got it wrong?" Lincoln frowned. "You say I'm wrong?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!" A little bit of fine sweat had already leaked from the congressman's forehead: "I just, just."

"You're just teasing me." In the almost desperate eyes of the congressman, Lincoln defined his behavior, and then reached out and lightly touched him.

Dazzling golden light burst out from the congressman's shoulders, and the terrifying energy instantly tore his muscles apart.

"no no!"

Seeing his body disintegrate into countless golden light spots under the action of the golden energy, the congressman frantically pulled his body up with his hands, but the golden light was like a bone-eating flame.

In an instant, it spread from his shoulders to his hands, and in an instant, the speed at which his body dissipated became more and more rapid.

In the horrified eyes of the rest of the people, including Stillwell and others, the councilor's body was completely destroyed in the end, turning into golden light spots all over the sky and dancing around.

That spot of light is as bright as a star, representing the last light of life passing away.

Smashing a spot of light casually, Lincoln turned his head to look at the rest of the crowd: "I know, some of you still have problems with me."

"No problem, I allow you to do this, but remember to keep your thoughts in your heart forever, otherwise, I don't know what I will do."

After all, he stepped on his foot, and the roar spread along with the howling air waves. Except for those superhumans, everyone was forced to take two steps back.

When they stood still, they lowered the palms that were blocking their eyes with lingering fear, and all they could see was a white trail cloud left by Lincoln's high-speed flight in the distance.

Lincoln left, but the impact of his appearance did not dissipate, on the contrary, it intensified.

The world of Black Robe Pickets is a world with superhumans and superheroes, and because of this, the creator's imagination often cannot break through the shackles of reality.

When there is no actual reference in the real world, human beings will imagine powerful superheroes beyond logic, but when there is a clear reference in reality, and when the copyright of superheroes is firmly controlled, human beings in this world will never be able to go beyond the shackles The creation of Superman.

The people of the motherland are very powerful, but they are not invincible in the true sense. Including the red weapon, human beings have researched various weapons that can theoretically deal with the people of the motherland.

But the power Lincoln displayed was transcendent.

The superman's power is enough to subvert all the cognition of superheroes and superhumans in this world, and the powerful power he possesses makes many people's hearts move.

They didn't dare to look at Lincoln, so the Water Group became their only target.

The formula of Compound No. [-] is a secret of Water Company, but the finished product is circulated in many places.

Black markets, hospitals, mental hospitals, these places have enough human material to allow Water Company to conduct human experiments, so it is also doomed that Water Group cannot keep the secret of Compound No. [-].

The people of the motherland and the locomotive have been secretly transporting compound No. [-], but now, it is no longer needed.

The power displayed by Lincoln subverts and affects everything. Compound [-] is no longer a hidden secret, but an expensive potion with a price of tens of millions of dollars.

Think about it, countless people are willing to pay for a superhuman potion that may reach the level of the motherland or even Lincoln after injection.

Lincoln's near-savage behavior didn't detract from the heat of the Transhuman Contest.

On the contrary, the displayed power enough to dominate all life on the entire planet directly made human's desire and reverence for power reach the peak in history.

And with the disclosure of Compound No. [-], the world has flowed into a completely unpredictable future.

"Fuck!"

In the secret base, seeing the extremely familiar voice on the screen, Billy and the others were completely stunned.

After a moment of silence, Frankie turned to look at Billy: "Are you serious about dealing with all superhumans? Including him?"

Frankie pointed to the figure of Lincoln on the TV, and looked at Billy, with a posture of "as long as you dare to say the right word, I will turn around and leave immediately".

Not only Frankie, but the silent Huey and Mother|Nurse also had the same attitude in their eyes.

Billy looked back at the three people who were silent, then looked at the TV, shrugged his shoulders involuntarily: "Get rid of me, do you think I'm such an irrational person?"

"answer me!"

Billy was silent for a moment: "Not included."

"Very good, remember what you said today." Hearing Billy's answer, Frankie nodded: "I have no problem with you dealing with the Super Seven, the Lamplighter, or the people of the motherland."

"But this guy, this guy who can kill countless people alive just because of a few words, don't ever drag me into the water."

"Of course, don't worry."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Frankie took a document and the test tube containing the blue potion on the table: "These things were still useful, but now the Water Group has taken the initiative to make them public."

"Butcher, all your plans are abolished now!"

"Not necessarily." Billy was not overly discouraged in his heart. On the contrary, after some contemplation, he spoke of a possibility that he had never imagined before.

"If, I mean if, is there such a possibility, the Voight Group actually not only developed Compound No. A special weapon for humans?"

"Are you crazy?"

"No, I didn't!" Billy looked calm: "This is an opportunity! Believe me, this is an opportunity!"

Water Group.

"Mr. Lin, this is the plan for the abdication of the Invisible Man."

"We plan to create a vicious terrorist attack case, let the invisible man die in this case, then announce his death, and then find a new superhero to supplement it."

"Isn't this something that should be done after the Superhuman Contest? Why did it come earlier?"

"Our people discovered something in front." Ashley took the button and clicked it, and a short video was played on the screen.

In an unremarkable terrorist attack, a superhuman appeared for the first time, and he killed all the American soldiers present with an absolute advantage, leaving no one behind.

Terrorist attacks used to be a battle between ordinary people and ordinary people, but when metahumans first appeared and joined the enemy's camp, everything changed.

The emergence of superhuman terrorists has loosened the military's firm opposition to superhumans joining the military.

Some at the Water Group saw this as their opportunity.

A team of superheroes has been dispatched to join the terrorist attack, and after a difficult battle, they won the victory, and exaggerated the solemn atmosphere of the invisible man dying for the country.

Maybe they can get more benefits.

Ashley briefly introduced the entire plan of the Walter Group: "We call this plan, Super Villain!"

"Super villain?" Lincoln narrowed his eyes, "Why not a super villain?"

Lincoln's words made Ashley change her mind in an instant: "Super villain, a very good vocabulary, that is a super villain. What do you think of this plan?"

"Whatever you want." Lincoln threw the documents on the table casually: "I don't bother with this kind of thing at all."

"That stuffed superhero."

"You can see for yourself." Lincoln waved his hand casually: "Remember to teach him some rules."

"Yes Yes."

Ashley left in a hurry, and the world seemed to have entered into peace, but in this calm atmosphere, everything was constantly advancing.

Billy and others who gave up the direction of Compound No. [-] began to focus on some kind of weapon that might kill superhumans, and they ran around for this, and even abandoned the original great cause of killing superhumans.

The progress of the Superman Contest was very smooth. As Lincoln let out the news that he would compete with the top three superhumans in eugenics, more and more superhumans with unknown origins signed up to participate in this Superhuman Contest.

Some of them come from social superhumans, some from the private collection of the Voight Group, and some are research products of other countries and organizations.

Lincoln is very clear about this, and he even knows that some of the superhumans who participated in the competition even came with a plan to kill him, but he doesn't care.

In addition, the Water Group and the military jointly carried out a terrorist control operation.

The result of the operation was very smooth. The terrorists joined by the super villains were wiped out cleanly by the superhumans sent by the Voight Group.

The military got a real battle report, and the Water Group made a lot of money by relying on the name of the invisible man's heroic sacrifice, and warmed up for Storm, a new member of the Super Seven. Steamed buns are delicious!
Office of the President of Water Group.

Edgar took out a pen and fluently wrote his name on the contract, and then he looked up at the storm girl in front of him: "You came to work from the headquarters of Walter Company, but I believe you should already know some American Walters. Do you need me to repeat Tene's precautions?"

"No, of course not, I will follow the precautions."

Looking at the black-skinned lover, Stormy had a hypocritical smile on her face. She waved her hand and rejected Edgar's proposal, then got up and left the office with the contract in hand.

The moment she walked out of the office, the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by coldness and contempt: "Damn black!"

Storm Girl, a superhero who has survived World War II to this day, was born in Germany as an out-and-out communist and an extreme racist.

However, for the sake of money, not many people discovered and cared about her true face.

Edgar clearly knew the composition of the storm. He didn't like the extreme racist in front of him at all, but the arrival of the storm was a proposal from Walter's headquarters.

When Lincoln passed the resolution to replace the superhero, the storm was directly retreated by those at the headquarters, and Edgar, the president of the American branch, could not stop it at all.

But it's not entirely true that he was angry about it.

After leaving the president's office and putting away the contract, Storm directly took out his mobile phone to open the live broadcast room, and started a live broadcast inside the Water Building: "Meet you again."

"Yes, I am the storm you are familiar with, and this time I am going to show you the headquarters of Walt in the United States!"

"What? Want to see Captain Superman? Unfortunately, I may not be able to do it, unless he happens to be in the office on the 99th floor, then it depends on your luck."

Proficient in how to use the storm of public opinion and guide emotions, he skillfully responded to the questions raised by the audience in the live broadcast room, while I walked towards the 99th floor building with Ashley's hesitant expression.

The moment the door was pushed open, 'surprise' and 'surprise' appeared on Storm's face: "Look! You are so lucky, Captain Superman is really here!"

With that said, Storm moved closer to Lincoln: "Let me take you to take a closer look at what Captain Superman looks like."

"By the way, Captain Superman, don't you mind saying hello to the audience?"

Lincoln sat on the chair, looked at the storm that kept approaching him, and then looked at the live broadcast room where the number of live broadcasts had soared to tens of millions, and he said after a while: "Didn't Edgar tell you?" ?”

Lincoln's plain voice suddenly gave birth to a bad feeling in Storm's heart, and then the voice rang in his ears again: "You are the first person who dares to directly violate the rules I made, and you are also the first person who tried to Kidnapped by numbers."

"For No.1 who dares to challenge me, I will treat you well."

While talking, Lincoln got up and took the phone from the storm, switched the camera to the rear, and smiled awe-inspiringly: "You are indeed very lucky."

(End of this chapter)