Listening to his words, Ryan had only one thought.

Crazy batch!

This does not prevent Ryan from affirming the truth of the other party's words.

But it is precisely because of the truth that it seems even more weird.

"Luther, you're running out of time." Ryan's body floated slowly, and this time, he didn't need the light wings anymore.

As soon as these words came out, Lex did not hesitate and slapped Ryan's blood on Zod's lips.

"He needs this thing more than I do, doesn't he?" As he spoke, he slit open his palm, scarlet blood dripping onto Zod's face, "Now, I can't believe how strong he will be in the end."

The warning of the reconnaissance ship sounded.

Ryan and Lex suddenly looked at each other, and they both laughed at the same time.

A few minutes later, space.

It's not the first time Ryan has seen Earth from space, but it's the first time he's experienced it firsthand.

No need for oxygen, no need for food, the bright sunlight can provide enough light energy to support the body's consumption.

After fusing Kryptonian blood, Ryan's absorption speed and conversion efficiency of light energy have been greatly improved like never before.

Assuming that the original comprehensive value of light energy absorption, conversion and other aspects is one, then now it is at least ten, or even eleven twelve.

The point is, Zod is dead, and his blood activity is nowhere near as active as when he was alive, and even if he is still alive, it can't be compared to Clark.

It's hard to imagine how far Ryan would strengthen himself if he fused Clarke's blood.

The light that Ryan absorbs includes all visible and invisible light.

Kryptonian bloodlines react wonderfully to the rays of the yellow sun, but Ryan himself doesn't mind whether the sun is red or yellow.

Now in space, he feels more comfortable than ever.

Every second passed, and the extremely obvious increase in his own strength also made people can't help but be overwhelmed.

So, he locked onto a satellite, and the white light fell from the void, entangled with the green light, and compiled into a message to the earth.

Instantly, Ryan turned to face the sun, broke through the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

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Gotham, it's already dawn.

Selina grabbed her phone and opened the door, only to see that the door of the room on the other side also opened almost at the same time, and Bruce also had the phone in his hand.

"You received it too?" Selina asked in surprise.

Bruce nodded, his brows frowned, and he said puzzledly, "I received it, and the content message was Ryan, but why did the number that sent me the message say that it was Interstellar Laboratory?" I remember hearing that name in our original world."

"The sender of my message is a school." Selina raised an eyebrow, and she guessed, "So, he went to Interstellar Lab first, and then to a school?"

Bruce shook his head slowly, "I don't know."

"Okay, so what did he tell you?"

"He'......," Bruce said, looking at his phone again uncertainly, "He told me to go to the Daily Planet to find two reporters, one named Louise Lane and the other Clark Kent......

With that, he looked up and stared at each other with Selina's eyes wide open.

It took a moment for Selina to say, "If I'm not mistaken, Clark...... That's the name, isn't that the kid?"

Memories flooded back in Bruce's mind, and the picture showed the child who pestered Ryan to play with him yesterday, and when he parted, he was reluctant to give Ryan a Spider-Man figure.

"Shhh...... It should be, right? But is his surname Kent?"

Serena: "I think so, I remember the uncle introducing himself and saying his name was 'Jonathan Kent.'"

Bruce: "Mean, he grew up and became a journalist?"

Selina nodded, "It must be so, but Ryan told you to go to that reporter for something."

What about it?"

"He told me to get to know them."

"Know?" Selina was a little confused.

Bruce nodded, also not quite understanding, but he still said, "Since he said it, then I think there should be a reason for him, it's easy to know them, I'll know when I go to see, what about you, just like me?"

Selina shook her head, picked up her phone, and read, "Go to Canterlot and find a guy named Barry Allen, and Ryan gave me a lot of information about him. He said, "Let him send me back at about eight o'clock tonight after I find Barry."

"Barry Allen? I haven't heard that name."

"Me too."

"That...... Shall we go our separate ways?" Bruce asked.

"Okay." Selina nodded.

They each turned back to the house, and after a few moments, the two of them changed their clothes and went downstairs together, and finally parted at the door of the hotel.

Bruce took a taxi directly to the Met.

It wasn't long before he arrived at the Planet Daily building.

Upstairs, he explained his intention to the front desk, and then he was taken to the reception room.

In a moment, the door opened, and a slightly haggard woman entered.

Seeing Bruce, she was a little puzzled, but she still squeezed out an amiable smile on her face, and stepped forward quickly, she took the initiative to stretch out her hand: "Hello, I'm Louise Lane, they said you were looking for me?"

Bruce stood up and smiled and stretched out, "Hello, I'm Bruce Wayne."

Upon hearing his name, Louise was stunned.

Bruce didn't change his smile.

In fact, he did it on purpose, because it was not easy to come to the door to get to know the other party, and he might even be regarded as a naughty child.

But if you add his name, then the effect will be very different.

Yesterday all night, he had learned about the development of Wayne Enterprises in this era, and the name Bruce Wayne may not be deafening, but it is definitely familiar to Gotham and the nearby metropolis.

As a journalist, Louise is even less likely to be a stranger.

"Bruce...... Wayne?" Louise blinked.

Bruce nodded, "It's me!"

Louise raised her eyebrows, looked at Bruce, and smiled, "Although you are very young, you give me the impression that you are very similar to that Bruce Wayne."

"Really?" Bruce laughed too, "That's what my friends say, too."

"Alright, Mr. Wayne, please be seated. I don't know what you're looking for me?"

Bruce looked at the door, "Isn't Clark Kent?"

Hearing this, Louise's expression darkened and she shook her head: "He has something to do."

Bruce rolled his eyes and asked softly, "Can I know what's going on?"

Louise looked at him and smiled reluctantly, "Actually, I don't know where he went, and he didn't ask for leave."

"I see......," Bruce nodded, and then went to the window, looked at the city and the river, and said, "What do you think about the recent events?"

"Well...... Louise paused, shook her head and chuckled, "If you want to discuss these things with me, I can set aside some time after work."

"No, that's not my purpose, I mean, if your understanding matches mine, maybe I can tell you something...... Secrets."