Luther knew that Brainiac was going to say something to sow discord again, but he knew very well that he would not change his decision because of Brainiac's words——
So...it doesn't hurt to listen.
Well, actually this is not the main reason. The main reason is that Brainiac’s nonsense is not free.
Lex Luthor has just now completely figured out how to achieve his method of remote transmission and communication, which is a more convenient, faster, safer and pure information exchange technology.
And this means...
This means that Lex can actually continue to steal his data in front of the other party.
If he was like a thief who broke into a house before, if he was caught by Brainiac, he would be beaten up.
Now Brainiac took the initiative to open the window and wanted to talk to him, while Luther used a fishing rod to keep fishing for things in Brainiac's house.
Of course Brainiac can terminate, he only needs to close the window, but this also means that he cannot talk to Luther.
So? So now he seems to have no choice but to be patient and let Luther download it there.
"If Superman is going to go into politics, he can run the political arena for many years, from the federal to the state and county levels, and he can do it perfectly. I mean, voters will go crazy for him."
"Yeah."
Luther turned a deaf ear and concentrated on downloading the data.
"Think about it, this alien has unlimited energy, is extremely smart, has extraordinary wisdom, is charismatic, and has been in good health for decades."
"He can fly to 52 states in 10 minutes to canvass for votes. At the canvassing speech venue, he will come down from the sky in a red cape and let every drooling middle-aged woman touch his pectoralis major muscles.
, the small blue or red flags of his supporters gathered into a sea. Every state is his vote bank, and a lot of plutocrats are willing to spend huge sums of money for such a rising star."
Brainiac told a joke, but Luther couldn't laugh at all. He continued to download data in silence.
"Do you really think you can rely on those ridiculous political methods to fight against a fleshly God who is determined to go all out?"
"Do you think he needs to break the rules? No, he doesn't need to at all. Even if he operates within the framework of the Constitution, he can do whatever he wants."
"There is nothing he wants to do that cannot be done, such as building bridges and reducing medical insurance. Everyone will support him. Even if you oppose it, it is useless. He will approve it and then fly over on the spot, do it, and then he will do it for you.
Once you’re done, there’s no need to argue with others.”
"More importantly, you know that he is not a primitive alien, right? Just one piece of Kryptonian technology can make the entire human society go crazy. Is there anything else that he can't do?" p>
When Brainiac saw that Luther didn't answer, he continued:
"Oh, of course, you can't do anything he doesn't want to do. Do you think I don't know about your human experiments? The omnipotent God on earth has clairvoyance eyes. He only needs to fly to your door and then
Just one glance and I will immediately know what you are doing down there, and then the police will come to your door."
"Think about it, under the two-pronged approach of such a strong-armed figure, the economic situation will soon be great, very good, great. Then, what will happen?"
"Okay, maybe we take a step back. If Superman is upright and honest, he will go back to do some farming work after two terms, but you know, one day,"
Brainiac said: "For example, if Brainiac or some other alien monster invades, the building will collapse, the world will be in turmoil, and the economy will be depressed. People will miss Superman again and hope that Superman will continue to be president."
"Then what will he say? Maybe it's 'I can't be arrogant enough to think I can influence the course of history.' But all kinds of things will always force him to take over in the end, won't they? Like now?" p>
"For Superman, a city with a radius of dozens of kilometers is no different from a 10-square-meter room."
"He can appear in any corner of the city at any time and at any time. Even the entire earth is just a living room that can be reached within a few steps in his eyes. He destroys illegal criminals as if he were walking in the living room with his feet.
Like trampling an ant to death, no matter how difficult the opponent is, to him it is just catching flies with an electric mosquito swatter."
"In the beginning, he will act like a hero on his own like he does now, or he will set up a non-governmental organization specifically to serve as a cheerleader and do odd jobs for him. He will give it a random name, such as Avengers or something, to exert some influence." "But soon he will start to directly stop the incident and change the law and order, because he can do that! What kind of police are needed? What kind of firefighters are needed? Falling meteorites, solar storms, there is no danger that can hurt humans anymore, because Superman
Can solve everything!"
"With Superman's repeated retirements and comebacks, believe me, people on earth will soon gradually realize a problem: whenever Superman is doing heroic deeds or simply taking power, it must be peace in the world, prosperity in people's livelihood, and social stability." p>
"But if someone else comes to power, it is very likely that everything will be messed up. People will eventually be shocked to find that the best way to ensure the well-being of the people is to have an alien as their boss!"
"So now the question is: What is the difference between everything Superman does and me? Since the purpose of Superman's existence is to ensure the well-being of the people, then why do you think I can't do it?"
Seeing that Luther stopped talking, Brainiac felt that it was almost done. He took the initiative to disconnect the call, and then checked for a while how much data Luther had copied.
The green alien had a smile on his lips.
"Download, keep downloading, the more you download, the better."
Countless huge data streams passed by his eyes, and the light in Brainiac's eyes flashed:
"There is a price to pay for stealing Brainiac's knowledge..."
Of course, he didn't expect to really rely on such words to make Luthor switch sides and dismantle his armor, and really fight with Superman. But he just wanted to deepen the seeds of doubt that already existed and subtly amplify some of Luthor's thoughts.
, and finally to cover up his actions...
The incomplete version of Doomsday was the gift he sent. All the prey felt that they could eat the sugar coating and throw the cannonballs back. They always felt that they were smart enough to trick the hunters like monkeys...
But Brainiac will always bring them the deepest despair.
That incomplete day of destruction was an opportunity, an opportunity for unity. But you know, after unity, there is often division.
Brainiac shook his head, and the data flow continued to rotate in his eyes. It is not easy to prevent the opening of the phantom channel in a specific area, but fortunately, Brainiac has enough energy.
If you can't find a precise point, then large-scale blocking is enough.
When it comes to playing with the cutting-edge science of space jumping, people on earth are not worthy of carrying his shoes.
He guessed that Batman would not give up the top combat power of Lex Luthor. If his guess was correct, Lex Luthor, who had just hung up on him at this time, should have received Batman's request for assistance.<
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He also guessed how much shock and fear the incomplete Doomsday's cutting-edge combat power would cause him. No one can refuse such cutting-edge power, and everyone will start to study Doomsday...
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Mr. Smith just moved to Metropolis from Midtown.
People who have never lived in Midtown can never imagine how difficult this city is!
I ran into a robbery just two steps outside. The person who robbed me was so damn polite. When I met you, he shot you on the ground next to your feet. Then he bowed to you, took off your hat, and asked you to put all your belongings on the ground.
Go inside, and if you don't give it to him, he'll shoot you in the leg, and then continue to politely ask you to give him the money.
By the time you give him your money and the police arrive late, he will have already flown away on his high-tech jet flying shoes! Mr. Smith can’t believe that the technology of criminals in this city is actually better than that of the police! p>
So now he plans to move to Metropolis. He heard that there is a superhero called Superman who can fight criminals during the day. At least there will be no such outrageous things as being robbed in broad daylight.
A wonderful life is waiting for me! Metropolis, the security of such a metropolis must be very good, with superheroes like Superman flying in the sky, it must be much better than those incompetent police in Midtown.
After all, what could be worse than walking down the street and having robbers rob you in broad daylight?
He has now arrived at a small town near the metropolis, and his car happens to be out of gas. He should go for gas...
Huh?
He found that the town was in a mess, but strangely, countless people were still living and working as if they didn't notice anything.
The man who looked like he was selling newspapers, even the newsstand had been smashed into a discus, yet he was still there selling newspapers in vain, like an NPC with a bug in some game.
He stopped on the side of the road and rolled down his car window to say a few words to the newspaper seller, but the other person just asked him repeatedly: "Are you recharging your data card?"
This strange sight made Mr. Smith's hair stand on end. He turned the car around and wanted to leave, but just after taking two steps, he heard a loud bang and a huge, terrifying monster with bone spurs all over its body fell like a comet.
In front of him.
Before he could react, another purple monster rushed over. The two monsters fought passionately, and were swept into the surrounding shops like tops. The building collapsed on the spot, scattering on the ground like Lego toys.
While the newspaper seller was still asking him if he wanted to buy a data card, a steel bar fell directly from the sky, inserted into his head, and rushed out between his legs.
"You...you..." Mr. Smith pointed at him and was speechless.
"Ah, don't worry about it, you still have to work." The newspaper seller pulled out the steel bar on his head and said, "This is already a daily routine in the metropolis. Do you want to buy a data card?"
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Boom!
Before Mr. Smith could reply, a huge boulder fell from the sky.
"It's over!"
Smith fell to the ground with a plop and closed his eyes. He regretted that he had suddenly thought of settling in a scary place like Metropolis. This was just a small town around Metropolis with such terrifying monsters.
Oh, wait until the city center, won't even the dinosaurs come out?
But he was not crushed to death. He raised his head and saw the Gotham guardian Batman whom he had seen on the news, wearing a blue cape and holding a huge boulder in front of him.
"Oh, my God, I really saw the ancestral Jesus..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here quickly. How did you come to the combat area? Isn't the military blockade even..."
When Chen Tao said this, he was stuck, because he suddenly realized that he himself had destroyed the army's structure, and the soldiers who maintained order had come to deal with him. If there were any idiots who were not smart, just ignore them.
If you ignore those warnings, you may indeed enter the battlefield by mistake.
"Let's go quickly." He said to the other party angrily.
It was so terrible that Mr. Smith jumped into his car and stepped on the accelerator. He cried and screamed, tears streaming down his face.
"Metropolis is so scary, I want to settle in Gotham!"
Although Chen Tao's hearing had already heard what he said, he had no energy to care about the other party. He turned to look at the two giant monsters fighting.
For a long time, Chen Tao has been vaguely worried about a question: What would he do if Superman died at the hands of Doomsday or some other monster like in the stories he had read countless times?
But such faint worries seem to no longer appear in his world.
He looked at Doomsday, who was fighting the parasitic demon. The opponent seemed to be losing ground, and he couldn't even defeat the full parasitic demon.
"Roar!"
The monster with bone spurs all over its body let out a roar of pain, and was hugged and sucked by the parasitic demon. The muscles all over its body swelled, and the circles of purple-red muscles made him look like the tire man from Mickey Tires, exaggerated and dangerous.
.
Chen Tao released the transformation of the speed bullet and landed on the ground. It only took him less than a minute to fly over, which means that he still has at least 9 minutes to fight.
The clay-faced man came out of the ground next to him with a bubbling sound: "Robin reported to Batman that he sucked up all the female lieutenants..."
After hearing the general situation, Chen Tao nodded, and then fell into deep thought.
Doomsday is much weaker than he thought. Why is this?
He smelled some conspiracy for no reason.
But no matter what, solving the Doomsday is the top priority now.
He pressed the earphones: "Luthor, it's time to take action."
(Due to review reasons, some of Brainiac's words were deleted. I revised the rest to make it smooth! Then I added some descriptions and added 4,000 words)