Alien

Chapter 13 The Poor Man's Version of Superman

Mr. Lan, who was hiding in the distance, now had a huge head on his head, bearing the powerful power from the Hulk serum, while greedily watching everything in the distance.

He was kicked away by the hatred, a drop of Hulk serum dripped on his head, and the level of his brain changed drastically, but the higher the intelligence, the more reluctant to leave.

Mr. Lan hated these strange creatures.

With his intelligence, he has processed all the information after seeing Dewar and the aliens for the first time through hundreds of millions of calculations - there is no doubt that he has this level of memory and calculation power, which is far beyond the general sense of strong artificial intelligence.

Mr. Lan noticed the extreme beauty of the alien as a weapon, and every curve of the body was born for better fighting.

He was also aware of the difference in the types of aliens, and he had some vague calculations, so he didn't want to leave.

Until, relying on his soaring eyesight, he saw the scene where the hatred was broken, and he trembled all over.

Not just fear, but excitement.

"There are still such monsters in this world. I understand why the man wanted to hold the egg and why the spider that crawled out of the egg died inexplicably after lying on Bronski's face..."

"Everything is for parasitism, everything is for gaining Bronsky's power!!"

If it was only like this, Mr. Lan would be surprised, but he wouldn't risk his life to stay here until he saw with his own eyes that the skull of the abomination, which could withstand missiles, was easily pierced by the new-born alien-shaped inner teeth.

Combining all the previous deduction, Mr. Lan confirmed a guess.

"These things can parasitize different hosts and gain the power of the host. No, they are genes? But the gene fragments in a creature are extremely complex. How does this creature quickly screen out useful genes? What is the criterion for judging usefulness and uselessness?"

Is it just extracting genes that are beneficial to fighting?Or is it more exaggerated... All the outstanding genes, all of them are seized in one brain, all the inferior genes are discarded, and then they emerge with a potential far stronger than that of the host?

Mr. Lan is not sure, this kind of speculation is too crazy, if it is true, then there is no doubt that this unknown creature is a perfect creation.

He couldn't imagine how that man of unknown origin got these creatures, and how could he control them?
"Spiritual connection like Professor X? Or this creature, like birds, has imprinting behavior, and will regard the first person it sees as its own mother?" Mr. Lan's heart beat wildly.

As a scientific researcher, although he has his own ambitions, at least one thing is an absolute instinct—that is, the pursuit of ultimate beauty in the field he specializes in.

In the eyes of Mr. Lan, all abominations and Hulks are, without exception, knocked out products of the Creator in front of aliens, and they are completely worthless.

The more powerful, excellent, and infinitely potential life form, after being parasitized by the alien, it will be overtaken by the chest-breaking alien with a stronger and more perfect posture. How can this compare?
A person's potential, in fact, most people can't realize it perfectly, because of limited time and energy, it is impossible to learn all the skills that should be learned and proficient.

But the alien is different. It is born by capturing all the excellent genes of the host, and the potential value is full. After a period of development, it evolves into a mature body, which can complete the catch-up of the host.

So scary, so suffocating, so...beautiful!
"Mine, this is mine!! This perfect creature should belong to me—the greatest biologist of all mankind, Samuel Stern!" Mr. Lan's big head finally stopped expanding, and his intelligence expanded about five hundred times in a very short period of time.

But intelligence belongs to intelligence. When he faced this unheard of monster, his hysterical greed and desire almost drove him crazy.

"And that black-haired man, he was able to withstand the attack of the dying Bronski, and his body is abnormal! Maybe there is some connection between this and these life forms? Maybe this is the reason why he can control these beautiful creatures?"

Rao is Mr. Lan's intelligence, but the lack of information and the unknown field caused his brain to shut down a little. This kind of logical dead end made him almost suffocate.

Mr. Lan suddenly saw that Dewar turned his head and looked in his direction.

All four look at each other.

"He found me!" Mr. Lan had this thought in his head.

"It seems that the big-headed doll has survived, but I don't know who is smarter than the other Samuel Stern."

Dewar glanced at it, and while communicating spiritually with the abominable alien, he was also paying attention to Mr. Lan's changes.

The manga version of Mr. Blue, Samuel Stern, is known as one of the eight smartest people on earth. He possessed powerful intelligence only after being irradiated by gamma rays by accident.

But now, the Mr. Lan in front of Dewar has been dripped with Hulk's serum to his brain, which has improved his intelligence.

Dewar can now be sure of one thing, the universe he is in is not a pure movie version.

Considering the infinite variety and complexity of Marvel, blindly locating the entire universe before exploring the universe too much, it is easy to kill yourself at a critical moment.

Carrying a cautious attitude towards everything is the safest cognitive attitude.

Besides, even if it’s really a movie version, it’s not safe. Those multiverse-level gods outside the universe are high above them, and they are all multi-dimensional, lending money to lend money, planting mines, who knows where a thing with multi-level power pops out of nowhere.

Not to mention, the concept bodies of super-large universes other than multi-dimensional are even more dangerous.

When it evolves to the seventh multiverse, the true masters from all walks of life take turns to take action, and the entire Marvel level has been upgraded to an all-powerful concept.

Randomly sent a messenger alien to stare at Mr. Lan secretly, and Dewar raised his head and looked into the distance.

The news here has been transmitted, and he has expected that someone will come soon.

However, instead of Blade, Iron Man, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. or other heroes and criminals, he didn't expect to see a... um, Superman?
Wearing a blue-gold tight-fitting battle suit, his body can be suspended in the air without any physical medium, his face is stern, and the golden light in his eyes flashes and disappears, faintly brewing extremely powerful energy, obviously ready to launch at any time.

It can be said that, except that there is no cape and pants, this product is really like the Superman next door in every way.

With just one glance, Dewar was calm on the surface, but he felt extremely strange in his heart. He didn't expect that this guy would be the first to rush over.

One of the 11 Eternals who have stayed on the earth for thousands of years, shouldering the important task of giving birth to the Celestial Group, indirectly destroying the earth and exterminating mankind... Icaris!
(End of this chapter)