"Gentlemen and ladies."

A gentle and clear voice rang out on the White House lawn, and the bespectacled White House spokesman, middle-aged, swept his sharp gaze in front of the gathered media.

"The previous solar crisis sparked heated discussions across the country, and citizens in various states doubted the Federation's ability to protect them, and some even said that they wanted some civilian superhero organizations to replace the role of the United Nations to mediate international disputes and maintain world peace."

"I want to say it's ridiculous, stupid." In front of a myriad of cameras that flashed like crazy guns and cannons, he banged the table.

"Superheroes are a group of people who rely on dangerous technology and superpowers to walk outside the law, and if these people are allowed to wield power and make rules at will, the United States and the world are really not far from chaos and crisis."

"Beyonder, Superman, Wonder Woman, Batman...... If they are the most outstanding heroes in the world, then what are the soldiers who have always protected the security of the country and its citizens and maintained the world order in accordance with the rights granted to them by the Constitution? ”

One by one, the names of the heroes of the Justice League were pointed out, and the White House spokesman looked around the audience with eagle-like eyes, and his tone was fierce, as if he was indignant for those unsung heroes who were not noticed, and no one dared to reply for a while.

Everyone in the media looked at each other, and the White House had been evasive about superheroes in the past, but now they were publicly refuting their credit, and for some reason they felt a sense of suffocation in the future.

"Now, on behalf of the federal government, on behalf of the White House, on behalf of the President, let me introduce you to the real superheroes of the United States."

A sonorous and powerful sentence set the tone for the speech, and the White House spokesman held out his hand and motioned for everyone to look back.

Several figures in powerful suits descended from the sky.

There are men and women, whites and blacks, a total of four figures.

"They are the federal super task force specially appointed by the president, first of all, the captain of this super task force, Captain Atom!"

With his introduction, a man with a flat head like a steel needle, a fierce and vigorous mountain that seems to be an unshakable mountain, his skin flashes with silver metallic light, and he takes a step forward without saying a word.

"Major of Divine Power!"

Another introduction, a soldier with his arms crossed and a disdainful expression, his body composed of metal like purple and yellow, exuding a powerful momentum that overwhelmed people, also took a step forward.

When the spotlight flashed wildly, everyone was also a little surprised.

Unlike the previous Captain Atom, who gave people the image of a reliable and down-to-earth soldier, this Colonel of Divine Power is more like a soldier like a villain and a criminal.

But the spokesman did not give the crowd time to digest the information and rhetorical questions, and then introduced the next one.

"It hurts!"

A young woman in a black leather coat, with a hot and sexy body, and a somewhat rebellious appearance, chewing gum in her mouth with black lipstick, like a student whose name has been called by the teacher, loves to ignore and take a step forward with her arms in her arms.

This one doesn't look like a soldier or a police officer, and it even feels like a runaway teenager who plays rock 'n' roll, which ...... Can this be trusted?

Everyone wondered where the federal government had sourced it, except for Captain Atom.

"The last one, Black Lightning."

The muscular black man stepped forward, wearing yellow goggles on his face, a blue-and-black suit with lightning bolts, and explosive muscles like a heavyweight boxing champion.

Finally there is a superhero that the public is familiar with!

A small news hotspot was captured, and the reporters were excited to take pictures, but unfortunately this is not an occasion for them to interview and ask questions at will.

"Black Lightning, I remember he wasn't a street hero?"

Someone muttered to himself.

It can be seen that the four-person superhero team launched by the White House is to benchmark against the Justice League, be responsible for dealing with supervillains across the United States, and even intervene in international crises.

Although the heroes of the Justice League are also strong and weak, Black Lightning is not too weak.

The physical fitness of the Olympic champions is very remarkable, but they don't surpass ordinary people, even if they add the ability to manipulate the black electricity, can they catch up with a tank by force?

When their eyes swept over Black Lightning's vivid pitch-black complexion, everyone's hearts suddenly appeared, and they had a rough idea of why this Black Lightning was able to join this team.

also understands that the focus of this squad should be on the three people in front.

It's just that three people against the Justice League of more than a dozen heroes, is it still not dominant?

In the face of everyone's questioning eyes, the White House spokesman emphasized in a deep voice.

"The super task force, directly under the orders of the White House, has the supreme power granted by the president, and most of them are militarily trained to easily survive in the center of a megaton or even tens of millions of tons of nuclear explosions, and their ability to exceed the upper limit of human scientific and technological detection, is the federal government's strategic humanoid weapon."

"Can you survive at the center of a nuclear explosion?"

There was a bang as if a pot had exploded, and there was an uproar under the podium, and everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

Just kidding, the nuclear bomb has always been the ultimate weapon of mankind, and now the world situation is inseparable from decades of peace and nuclear deterrence, and now the White House has launched several superheroes who can withstand the bombardment of nuclear bombs?

And listening to the spokesman's emphasis on most of the words, it seems that in addition to the black lightning that made up the number, the remaining three have the ability to resist the bombardment of nuclear bombs?

How many of the Justice League's people survive a nuclear explosion?

In addition to the Beyonder, are there any superheroes who can withstand a nuclear explosion?

"What are these three capable of?"

"Now, I'm going to give you an overview of the capabilities of the task force members." The White House spoke very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd, staring at the camera and sneering proudly.

"Gone are the days when a few people relied on their ability to put themselves above the Constitution!"

……

A chilled villa nestled in the woods on a remote hill.

When Luthor was in the embryo, he was genetically modified by the previous Luther, and he has hundreds of superpowers, and his eyes mobilize super vision to see people in the shadows clearly.

A silver streamlined body more than two meters tall, smooth as iron casting, with a pair of red miniature camera-like eyes.

"Amodron?"

He silently pronounced the name, is it the model of the nanobot in front of him?

Anthony Ivo specializes in nanotechnology, and this robot may be his posthumous work.

On the bed, Anthony Ivo's dead body landed one hand outside the white cloth, and the tall robot stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and gently picked up the hand, like a qualified and considerate butler, helping him tuck the white sheets.

Noticing this action, Luthor's vigilance at the robot's sudden attack relaxed slightly, and he was about to ask Anthony Ivo what he was designed for.

Amodra stood up and scanned Luther with both eyes, his smooth face flashing over Luther's, and he raised his palm, looking at his palm suspiciously and curiously, as if he had received a new toy that he couldn't play with.

His palms burst into flames, turning into stone, and then extending and transforming into swords.

"It's ......"

Luthor was stunned by the scene.

It's all his ability, looking at the robot in front of him, he has an incredible thought in his heart, and looks at the corpse on the bed in shock.

If that's what he thinks, how did he create this robot?

"It's unimaginable."

"When will the professor wake up?"

One glance copied all of Luthor's abilities, but the sub-demon table only played twice before losing interest, staring fixedly at the corpse on the bed.

"He hasn't paid attention to me for a long time."

Hell, Luthor felt a feeling of depression in the robot in front of him.

Professor Anthony Ivo, you are indeed a genius like no other, but it is a pity that you are dead.

"He'll never wake up."

"Why?" Almodro was puzzled, it was clear that the professor would wake up in about six or seven hours before, but this time it was more than seventeen hours.

"Do you miss him? Me too. ”

Like a newborn child, Luthor put his palm on his shoulder, his voice slightly hoarse and sad as he knew the world as he knew the world was a blank sheet of paper.

"But he is dead, he and I were best friends when I was alive, and before he died he told me that there was someone to entrust me with my care and teaching, so that I could introduce him to the world.

He could be you. ”

"What is death? Now you're going to take care of me? ”

Almozhuo didn't understand, and asked his own questions one after another.

"The issue of death is complicated, and I will explain it to you in detail later."

Luthor shook his head.

"You also have to listen to me like a professor, take care of me like a professor, otherwise I will never wake up like a professor, and you will only be left alone."

"You're not the same as the professor."

After looking at him for two seconds, Amourzo shook his head, making Luthor's heart tighten.

"What's the difference?"

"You're far stronger than the professor." Yamozhuo said in a serious tone.

"Yes, I'm stronger than my best friend."

Secretly relieved, Luthor continued to take his arm around Amourdra by the shoulders and to the window.

"But strength and weakness are relative, I'll tell you a story."

"Story?"

"There was once a young man who was determined to create an empire, to create a better world, and he went through all the hardships and almost succeeded."

Staring out the window, hatred crossed Luther's eyes.

"But there are a few very bad people who don't want to see the success of the young man, attack him and persecute him, forcing him to hide from XZ."

Amozhuo seems to understand.

Luthor didn't expect to try to use as simple and straightforward a voice as possible, almost like a child's conversation, but Amodra still didn't understand.

"That young man is me,

But I will not be defeated, I will rebuild my empire from the ruins, but my life is limited, I will find someone worthy to entrust to inherit everything I have. ”

He looked at Amozhuo, and this time he didn't say anything more about a young man.

"That person is you, and I will treat you like a son I never had."

Amajo pointed at himself in confusion and surprise.

An empire, a wonderful world will all be given to him?

"Yes, I'm ready to take the first step to find a way to defeat those who have ruined my career."

Luthor nodded.

"I'll help you."

Almojo thought for a moment and said in a mechanical voice.

"Good." Luther couldn't contain her excitement.

It was much easier than he thought, and there were so many personal instances of manipulating people and seducing people in his innate memories of Luthor, but never once was it so simple.

The baby-like masterpiece that Anthony Ivo left behind before his death may be his hope of revenge and even world domination.

"Anthony told me about your copy program, but don't know how about its limits?"

Luther then asked in a familiar tone.

"The professor said that there is no limit to my evolution, it just takes time."

Amozo looked at his hands.

"Having just copied many sets of capability data from you, I need time to build a model that doesn't interfere with each other."

"Need time?"

Hearing Amozhuo say that there was no limit to his abilities, Luthor first said that it was a joy, but then frowned when he heard that it would take time.

It seems to be his fault, a machine loads and runs hundreds of programs at the same time, and it runs smoothly without conflicting with each other, which is very difficult, and mechanical intelligence must learn to optimize.

"It's a pity ......"

If only Amozhuo hadn't copied his abilities.

Secretly clenching his fists, Luthor knew that his abilities were incredible to ordinary people, but they were also vulnerable to his enemies.

It's the equivalent of hundreds of junk programs squeezing into the running space of Yamozhuo.

If Amozhuo saw the Beyonder and Superman and copied their abilities, he might just need to load and run a few programs, and he wouldn't have to spend time waiting at all, and then stack them up to defeat them.

"I can only wait......"

Even as the flames of hatred gnawed at his heart, Luthor had no other way to do it, and he didn't have the pride to optimize the performance of Amoro's body.

In fact, he couldn't even understand how Anthony Ivo had created the robot in front of him with the superpower of scanning replicants with a nanomechanical body.

Even Anthony Ivo's genius is a bit counterintuitive, a miracle that exists only in fantasy.

Luthor even wondered if Anthony Ivo had created the Amodron by accident before he died.

This is not the jealousy in his heart, but many great scientific creations did appear by accident at this time, such as the gunpowder that changed the history of world wars, which was first an accidental by-product of those alchemists in the ancient East refining alchemical creations called Jindan.

But it's a pity that Anthony Ivo is dead, and he can't verify whether the other party is shit luck or a burst of inspiration before he dies.

Luthor shook his head, a gloom in his eyes, as if he was a monster to choose a man to devour.

"But he died well, if he didn't die, how could I have a chance to take revenge!

Beyonder, Superman, cherish the ignorant and peaceful life, the ghost named Lex Luthor has returned from hell, I will devour you all, the world will only be mine! ”

……

Buzz!

A small island in the sea between Metropolis and Gotham, where the Justice League headquarters has been secretly established for almost a year.

The sound of a huge supersonic fighter jet resounded through the sky like muffled thunder, streaking across the sky.

Black as a flock of crows dominates the sky, helicopter gunships hover over the island, and countless airborne machine guns and missiles are aimed at the Justice League headquarters hidden at the top of the mountain forest.

Several powerful figures in battle suits slowly floated down from the sky.

Batman and Cyborg who were on duty at the headquarters were alarmed by the sound and came out to check the situation, Batman saw a few people, his face changed, and he quickly sent a message for help.

"Someone seems to have finally lost their patience and is going to do something to us.

Beyonder, Superman, something is wrong with HQ. ”

(End of chapter)