Chapter 107: Femdom to Superman
Perry White granted Clark Kent, who had just returned from the North Pole, a three-day vacation.
Generally speaking, he would not grant such a long vacation to the reporters who had just arrived at the first scene, they should have worked overtime until the manuscript was released.
Holiday? Thinking too much, how is it possible, no matter how big it is, this is not in accordance with the rules.
Even if the reason for the other person's leave is to go home with Bruce Wayne to see his mother.
Wait a minute.
With Bruce Wayne?
Perry White frowned, realizing that things were not simple.
When Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent stood in front of him, he suddenly showed sharp eyes.
He looked at the richest man in Gotham on his left, and at the tall Clark on his right, and immediately understood.
Meet the parents, right?
With a big wave of his hand on the spot, he gave them a month's honeymoon, and although Clark insisted that it wouldn't take that long, he Perry White was the most sensible man in the world—well, it ended up being three days, and Mr. Bruce Wayne thought it was the right time.
Poor Clark Kent.
Three days!
Editor-in-chief White is determined to rot this in his stomach, and he is the most serious man in the world.
So, this is the reason why Chen Tao appeared at the Kent house at the moment.
It's afternoon.
Clark Kent and Chen Tao stand in an open space next to the barn at Kent Farm, next to a chicken pen and a pigsty.
"Clark, now I'm going to train you. I ask you to approach this training with a very serious attitude. ”
Chen Tao was wearing a casual dress, and this time he didn't wear the exaggerated clothes.
Alfred stood in the open space next to him.
"From now on, you have to call me Teacher Wayne, and I will do the same as Charon trained Achilles, and I will give you a brutal special training in a short period of time to ensure that you are up to the task of saving this planet."
(Note: Charon, the centaur hero of ancient Greek mythology, often appears as a mentor to various heroes.) Achilles, the famous hero of ancient Greece, was invulnerable but had the only weakness in his ankle, and he died because of it. )
"Do you hear that?"
Clark thought it was odd, it sounded like some kind of pre-war mobilization meeting...... Well, it seems that this is indeed pre-war as well.
So he said very cooperatively:
"Yes! Mr. Wayne! ”
"I can't hear you! Can't hear at all! Do you want to be a superhero so quietly? ”
Clark was helpless.
"Yes!! Mr. Wayne!! ”
"Good! Very energetic! ”
Chen Tao told him: "When it comes to fighting, you definitely can't beat Zode." ”
"General Zod was genetically codified as a warrior. The battle instinct engraved in the DNA may be a metaphor for earthlings, but it is an adjective for General Zod.
"So we have to be prepared for such a scenario."
Clark listened very seriously. Although he has known Batman for less than 16 hours, the authoritative image of this old hero and old-timer has been thoroughly rooted in the hearts of the people.
The other party seemed to know everything, and he couldn't hide anything from his eyes hidden behind the mask. Everything seems to be under his control, and the profligate skeleton is nothing more than a disguise, just as he disguised himself as the clumsy Clark Kent, and hidden under this mask is a smart, wise, and rigorous superhero.
So when the other party proposed to give him a three-day special training, Clark was still looking forward to it.
The other party even knew the history of General Zod and Krypton—though he wouldn't tell himself how he knew it.
The method that such a mysterious person came up with must have a very significant effect, right?
"But there's also a significant weakness to carving fighting moves directly into his DNA: it makes his moves unimaginative and uncreative, like a well-programmed robot or AI."
Clark heard Mr. Bruce Wayne's voice steady.
They only include newly learned moves in his memory, and their so-called "innovation" is bound by previous experience, so they lack the ability to deal with some strange moves other than the common ones. ”
Clark saw Mr. Bruce pull something out of his back and hand it to him.
"So, in the face of such a situation, I have tailored a method for you to improve your strength in a short period of time."
"What is this?" Clark spun the thing, it looked like a grenade, but he still didn't understand.
What can grenades do to Kryptonians?
"It's a special stinking bomb."
Chen Tao replied to him:
"Made by Poison Ivy Woman, once exploded, the stench is 3,000 times higher than the limit that normal humans can perceive, more disgusting than anything you can think of in the world, and as long as this thing explodes on the body, it will be difficult to wash, pickle and taste, and retain it for a long time."
"It stinks beyond the limits of what nature can synthesize, and in essence, I think it's a magical artifact - well, thanks to Ivy for being able to distract yourself from making something useful while studying those two zombies."
Clarke's eyes glazed over.
He didn't even ask who Ivy was.
Chen Tao continued to talk eloquently.
"I originally wanted to use poison gas bombs, but considering the physical problems of Kryptonians, poison gas that works on humans may not be suitable for Kryptonians. So in the end, I chose to stink, at least in terms of smell, you are no different from us. ”
"Although I believe that with the development of Krypton's civilization, there will be no special equipment for removing smells, but I don't believe that a spaceship like Black Zero, which specializes in distributing prisoners, will also carry this kind of instrument, if so, then Krypton will inevitably be too extravagant."
Then Clark was stuffed with another bottle of potion in his hand: "Of course, it's not over yet, this is a super bad breath potion, made by Poison Ivy, and after drinking it, it will gradually attack within three hours, and it will make your bad breath enough to smoke an elephant to death." Although the effect is slightly weaker than that of a stink bomb, rest assured, there is an antidote to this thing. ”
Then Clark was stuffed with another bottle in his hand: "After drinking it, it will neutralize the stench little by little after 6 hours, and make your breath return to fragrant." ”
Clark was holding two vials of potions, and his superbrain stopped spinning.
"But the premise of these things is that you have to find a way to break General Zod's mask, something that can help keep him out of all microbes and all kinds of interference from the outside world."
"When his breathing mask is destroyed, his first exposure to the earth's environment will make Zod's hearing, sight and smell extremely sensitive, which will cause him a lot of pain," Chen said. ”
"If at this time, you breathe a stinky breath on his face that is so sensitive, and then throw those stink bombs directly on him, he will most likely vomit non-stop."
Clark heard him say something very immoral in an extremely serious tone:
"If you spit a mouthful of foul-smelling phlegm into his eyes, the effect will be even more amazing. Oh yes, I remember you had frozen breathing. You should be able to get cold air in thick phlegm, right? ”
"It's the stench, frozen thick phlegm, which is enough to make General Zod lose all ability to resist, and he will be so disgusted that he can't think about anything but vomit in his head."
"Then you kicked the other party's ***, I have studied the physique of Kryptonians, your physiological structure is very similar to that of earthlings, even if the Kryptonian general is engraved with fighting moves in his genes, he will not be able to stand up in pain if he is kicked ***."
Clark felt a little petrified, which was nothing like he had imagined.
"And in order to break the opponent's mask, you also have to attack the opponent's weakness, for example, a good woman kick (a kind of kick with a high leg) to pick up *** leg ......"
"But...... Mr. Wayne, these ...... There is always one thing about that. ”
Clark didn't know what to say: "It's a little bit ...... Formal. ”
He couldn't find the right adjective.
"Clark, you can't think so." Then he heard Batman say to him in a heavy tone:
"Face, how much is face worth? If General Zod takes control of the entire planet, it will be devastating. You're a big farmer boy with no martial arts skills, and Zod is a bloody butcher who kills people. ”
"Do you really think you can beat him? Have you really ever wondered what the consequences will be if you fail? ”
"Martha Kent, Louis Lane, don't look at me like that, I know you're kind of interesting to her, and White, Editor-in-Chief, The Planet. Do you really think that Zod will get you and leave the earth satisfied? ”
Clark Kent was speechless. He was silent for a moment, then said:
"That's right, you're right."
His gaze gradually hardened: "Even if it is possible to increase my chances of victory, I should not hesitate to do so." ”
"That's right, that's right!" Chen Tao said: "The point is to attack the next three roads, you have to remember that you are not fighting for yourself, you are fighting for the whole planet, for your own homeland." ”
"It's like a high-profile version of "Father and Son", you have to be a loving father, beat Krypton's unfilial son, compassion, do you understand, the main focus is a compassion, love, this is a psychological attack-"
"I see. I'll try to learn. ”
Clark said.
"That's right, listen to me, from now on, you have to practice supersonic smashing and supersonic poking eyes every day, and strive to practice these into passive instincts, as long as you are fast enough, even if you can practice your fighting skills, you will eat turtles in front of you."
Chen Tao said: "I also made a super belt for you, and you can stuff all the stink bombs into it when the time comes......
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"That Superman, we don't know if he's friend or foe. We don't even know what his temperament is. ”
This is a more advanced internal meeting.
General Ryan sat in his place a little bored, watching the idiots discuss questions that would never be answered.
"I mean, I know Superman did some good things, right? The Day of the Dead fire, he saved a few people, rescued them from the burning building like a god, the great floods in Texas and Mississippi, he fished some refugees up......"
"But what about motivation? What exactly is his motive? ”
"Gather people's hope? Buying people's hearts? What exactly is his purpose? ”
"But no matter what, now his behavior is—"
"You can't blame Superman for something he hasn't done—"
"God, who does this guy think he is, he doesn't even dare tell us his real name, we really should trust him-"
They analyzed and analyzed, and then suddenly someone said:
"So pause now, is there even the slightest chance that he will do it. It's not to be famous, it's just doing what you think is right, and you just want to do something good? ”
"Poof! You almost fooled me—"
"How is that possible, seriously—please!"
"This joke is so funny!"
"But at the end of the day, Superman's purpose is still—"
People burst into laughter.
But Lex Luthor didn't laugh.
Looking at the fools who wantonly laughed at Superman, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
But he finally sighed, people live in the world, and they always have to deal with idiots.
After so many years, he has also become accustomed to it.
He tapped his finger twice on the table and spoke:
"Good afternoon, gentlemen, ladies. I hope you will forgive me for interjecting, but I would like to take a moment of your time to discuss our common concerns. ”
The gag-making crowd gradually stopped restless, and they looked at Lex Luthor, who was sitting next to him.
"Considering that there are still some members of parliament who don't realize what Superman is, I'm here to give an example.
I want you to imagine a playground full of children and a stranger appears. ”
Luthor says:
"Is it worrying? If he still has a gun, he would be even more worried. ”
"What if he wore body armor and carried a box full of guns, grenades and ammunition, and what if he also carried nuclear weapons?"
Luthor says:
"Even if his intentions are good or bad, do you think the children are safe? Won't he feel safer away from you? ”
"That's how you should look at Superman, he's a walking nuclear weapon, and whatever his intentions are, he's going to explode sooner or later."
"Does it make sense to discuss his motives in front of a little boy who could destroy us at any moment?"
"Just tell me what you want, Lex, we don't have time to guess here." General Ryan crossed his fingers: "Isn't this what you're trying to get involved in this meeting?" ”
Luthor said bluntly, "Human experimentation." ”
"Impossible!"
General Lane immediately flatly refused: "The military will not allow such a thing to happen openly under their noses." ”
It's like if you didn't allow me to do it.
Luthor thought.
But human experiments in private are in private after all, and they can't see the light, the risk of exposure is great, and the material obtained is small.
If Luthor's Lake Group wants to expand more and larger human experiments, it is absolutely impossible to bypass the military with which it has deep cooperation.
"I am absolutely voluntary." "Every experimenter who participates in human experiments will be paid to make them soft......
"These are innocuous details, Lex, let's get to the point." Someone asked directly
"How far have you gotten to the point where you have to do it with humans?"
"Using the radiation in kryptonite, I've now created a monster that doesn't live more than 30 minutes and can suck energy for a short time," Luthor said. ”
Luther said, "I'm going to name this immature monster a parasite for the time being. ”
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"Batman, you shouldn't think about that metal spirit you control with scientific ideas."
Poison Ivy said: "This is essentially magic, it is metaphysics, don't use scientific speculative means to try to understand and analyze. ”
Chen Tao stood in front of a strange-looking Kryptonian computer, working on him like that kind of street liar.
"Stream of consciousness. Stream of consciousness some. Use your brain to connect to it. It's like I connect plants. ”
"Can you see it?"
(End of chapter)