Superman's Journey

Chapter 94

Most people are selfish.

Whether it is an ordinary human or a superhuman, how many people are willing to have a tall figure above their heads?
Ordinary people who have capitalist politicians on their heads may not care, but those capitalist politicians who have always been on top will care.

Those superhumans who always have their motherland on their heads may not care, but the motherland who has always been above them in the past is absolutely unwilling.

Lincoln deeply understands the spirit of death that the human group possesses, and he clearly knows that there must be many people staring at him.

The idea of ​​those people would not be to make him lose his current status, their idea must be only one person, kill himself, and then let everything return to the original normal track.

God knows how many people in the dark want Lincoln to disappear. Lincoln may know, but he is too lazy to count.

Unless all those who want to kill Lincoln in the dark are replaced by opponents of Thanos' level, no amount of people and no plans can cause Lincoln the slightest trouble.

This is also the reason why he doesn't care about those people's plans at all. There is nothing to understand about the plans that are doomed to fail.

The death of Storm Girl had a huge impact.

The focus of most people's attention is not that Lincoln killed Storm in public, which is just a trivial matter, but what they care about is the image of Storm.

How could a superhuman with many buffs such as rape, racism, and killing innocents be able to repackage and come back and deceive everyone?

This kind of behavior of playing people like fools made many Storm Girl's previous crowd fall into rage.

Storm Girl originally had a special fan group called Storm Chasers, but it had been used by Lincoln to fill in the foundation before, so now the voices on the Internet are almost one-sided.

It's not just Storm, this growing wave even affects more superheroes of the Voight Group.

Superhumans are not more perfect than ordinary people, and their strength is limited to strength, not mind.

Not only that, the powerful power will even encourage various desires and thoughts in their hearts.

The Water Group needs their weaknesses to master them, so the superheroes of the entire Water Group have more or less other problems.

These issues did not pose any threat before, but now, after the events of Storm, they are also targeted by the public.

Water's earnings began to decline under this wave.

But this is not bad, because the heat of the Superhuman Contest is even higher.

Fantastic human being.

...

Red Weapons Lab.

"Sir, the preliminary brainwashing work before the awakening procedure has been completed."

"Thanks to these years of experiments, although he can't follow complex instructions after being brainwashed, if he just beats the opponent and kills the opponent, he can do very well."

"I need him to have a match first to make sure he doesn't have any problems."

"Yes, we have already found the materials to fight him. A group of guys from the United States tried to break into the laboratory. They also have green compounds on them, which can give people temporary superpowers after injection."

The officer nodded, looked at the figure in the field with a calm expression: "Let's start."

In the laboratory prison, several scarred figures were firmly restrained by steel chains.

With his swollen eyes open, Billy looked at the people outside with anger and puzzlement in his eyes.

The news he got didn't match the facts at all, and the level of security in this laboratory was higher than he had imagined.

He had just stepped off the plane for the purpose of the red laboratory, when he was secretly arrested by the laboratory security forces who heard the news.

All the trump cards he carried were taken away by those people.

There are not only compounds that can give people temporary superpowers, but also a dagger that was obtained from Lincoln and coated with a layer of Adamant alloy on the blade.

This dagger is so sharp that it can cut through the skin of almost all superhumans, and steel is as fragile as tofu in front of this sharp blade.

This could have been one of the weapons against the people of the motherland, but now, it is gone.

boom-
The iron gate trembled, and then a group of heavily armed soldiers filed in, grabbed Billy, and walked towards the pre-booked laboratory.

The green liquid medicine was injected into Billy's body, his body was awakened and evolved, and the painful injury began to heal rapidly.

On the pitch-black ring, a ray of golden light began to appear in his eyes, but before he could fully release the power of the light, a strong figure came out of the darkness.

A tramp-like messy beard and bun, strong and smooth muscle lines, and a pair of cold robot-like eyes.

Even though the appearance of this figure has changed greatly, Billy still recognized the superhuman who had become a cold machine in front of him at the first sight: "Soldier boy?!"

A person who was still alive that he had never imagined appeared in front of him, and Billy's face showed a look of dullness, but the next moment, a voice in the darkness brought him back to his senses.

"Soldier, kill him!"

It was like a machine whose switch was pressed. The moment the figure fell, a steady stream of power erupted from the soldier boy's body.

He stepped on his feet suddenly, and his strong physical fitness made him explode at an extraordinary speed in an instant.

boom!
There was a heavy impact on the body, and Billy's figure flew out with only one touch.

With his palms on the ground, Billy looked up at the soldier boy and let out a roar. The golden light quickly gathered in his pupils and sparked in an instant.

Boo!
The whistling golden light was instantly huge on the soldier boy's body.

The fiery temperature and powerful impact were completely released at this moment.

However, in the face of this powerful blow, the soldier boy resisted the terrifying ray with just a stab of his feet.

Messy golden light bloomed around him, wisps of crimson were half exposed under his skin like flowing ink, converging toward his chest.

Maintaining the golden laser, looking at the soldier boy who resisted the laser and did not retreat half a step, and even began to gather red light on his chest, Billy looked ugly: "Damn it!"

Cursing in his heart, he immediately gave up his plan to kill the soldier boy, and his eyes turned to other places, trying to directly kill those who manipulated everything in the dark with a powerful laser.

However, just as his gaze deviated a tiny bit, the soldier boy who lost his restraint suddenly puffed up his chest and stood up.

The howling sound like an angry beast reminded him, and in Billy's terrified expression, the crimson beam of light, which was half of a light cannon, unreservedly vented on him.

Rumble!
The roaring sound echoed continuously in the room.

Under the crimson beam of light, Billy's super power was instantly suppressed, and he suffered a terrifying blow from the front, his body completely turned into a black and red wreck.

And behind the black and red wreckage, there are large pieces of collapsed walls and melted steel.

The power of the red weapon is beyond imagination, and the head of the laboratory is very satisfied with the performance of the soldier boy: "See? He can suppress those damn superhuman abilities."

"With him, Superman's ability is useless no matter how powerful it is. After his ability is suppressed, his final end will not be much worse than that pile of garbage in the corner."

The officer in charge was very happy when the soldier boy showed his strength: "Also, have you studied the dagger thoroughly?"

"Not yet, sir." A researcher stood up and said, "The main composition of the dagger is no different from that of conventional special alloys. The only difference is that there is another metal on the blade."

"That is a metal that has never been discovered before. According to the current research results, there is a special metal element in it. If this element is not found, it is impossible to copy this dagger."

"Then look for it!"

"I'm sorry, sir. From the current point of view, this is almost impossible." The researcher said calmly: "That kind of element doesn't follow the periodic table at all. It can't exist on the earth at all. It may come from the universe."

"And the only sample may be in the hands of Superman."

With the smooth output of researchers, the person in charge was so happy about the success of the Red Weapon Project before, and now he is so angry.

"enough!"

He yelled and interrupted the researcher who kept telling bad news: "I want to know now, if that Superman carried this metal on his body, would you have any way to hurt him?"

The researchers looked at each other, then shook their heads: "Unless you use that dagger, we don't think there is any attack that can directly penetrate the metal and hurt him."

"Not even the red weapon?"

"There is not enough data to be sure."

"Damn it!" The person in charge couldn't help cursing angrily: "Go on, let the red weapon take the dagger, and we must ensure the success of the plan!"

...

Walter's laboratory.

"PhD?"

"I have developed a new attack method." There was a trace of excitement in the doctor's eyes, as long as he found a superhuman who met the conditions, the superhuman would definitely be affected by the inhibitor.

"You said."

The doctor nodded excitedly: "My plan is like this..."

Dimension Building.

At the end of the day's routine, Lincoln returned to his mansion.

In the room where the display cabinets are neatly arranged, there are a few more nameplates belonging to the world of black robes.

[Item: BLC Red]

[Source: Black Robe Picket World]

[Function: Inhibit the superhuman ability of No. [-] compound and harm the superhuman. 】
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[Item: Compound No. [-]]

[Source: Black Robe Picket World]

[Effect: Inhibit the superhuman ability of Compound No. [-]. 】

"Excellent plans and creations." Lincoln looked at the illuminated showcase with a smile in his eyes: "If other people can work as hard as you do, it won't be long before the showcase on the seventh floor will be filled."

While speaking, Lincoln also looked at the vibrating gold veins floating in the shopkeeper: "They actually think that the weapons you made can hurt me. I am really looking forward to the coming of the competition!"

On the throne in the Dimension Building, Lincoln is like a high god who has insight into the world. With a smile on his mouth, he quietly waits for the arrival of the competition.

time flies.

A month is not a long time, especially for those people and organizations who have carefully prepared various means and plans.

As the host's impassioned voice fell, the much-anticipated first Superhuman Contest officially started.

Amidst the cheers of countless people on the huge island, the superhumans began to act, moving towards their own goals and interests.

The number of superhumans participating in the first Transhuman Contest was large, but the quality was uneven.

However, it is this uneven quality that makes some superhumans stand out at an unimaginable speed and become a bright spot in the eyes of everyone in the world.

Taciturn, he can easily deal with the 'Winter Soldier' ​​of other contestants with only a dagger.

Controlling the green light curtain, a 'witch' who can emit green beams of light with just one move, can make others retreat with just one move.

The former members of the Super Seven who were laid off and re-employed, relying on their super speed to run wildly in the field.

Anyone with any need seems to be able to find the superhuman he wants to see.

The number of superhumans participating in the competition is extremely large, and for the sake of long-term interests, the Water Group deliberately lengthened the entire competition process.

Therefore, it was not until dozens of days after the start of the competition that the entire Superman Tournament finally gave birth to a real winner.

Not the taciturn Winter Soldier, nor the nature witch who controls the green energy, they are the second and the third respectively.

The one who won the first place was a black man who was not expected to win the championship before. He filled the vacancy caused by the departure of the locomotive very well.

On the high platform, Lincoln looked at the finalist below from his seat, and he couldn't help showing a trace of anticipation and playfulness in his eyes: "It has been delayed for so long, next, it should be the scene they planned...challenge me..."

On the podium, he received a trophy from the motherland. The black man who got away with it was so excited that he couldn't even organize his own words until the host spoke.

"Champion, do you want to challenge Captain Superman? This is an honor that only belongs to the top three. Regardless of success or failure, you will become a superhuman who has fought against Superman. This is the ultimate honor!"

The black man looked up at Lincoln at the top, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "No need, I'm destined not to be a match for Superman, so just let me watch."

There was a sound of sighing, and the host's face was full of disappointment, but he still walked towards the witch and the winter soldier: "What about you? Do you want to give up the right to challenge Superman?"

"No! I want to challenge him!"

Cheers sounded like a volcanic eruption, and the natural witch's hands burst into green light, and she fell onto the ring with her in her arms.

The winter soldier who had been taciturn also grabbed the dagger in his hand and looked up at Lincoln.

The black gold battle uniform emerged on the body surface, and Lincoln's cloak fluttered behind him, and he fell to the ring, facing the two witches and the Winter Soldier.

Behind him, looking at the fluttering cloak, the motherlander's eyes darkened, and his fists were slowly clenched.

What a great plan to defeat Lincoln under the eyes of everyone and get back his position and rights!

(End of this chapter)