Chapter 131 The first appearance of the mechanical superman: the approaching crisis.
The warm sunlight shines through the blue earth and shines on the white shell of the International Space Station "Excalibur".
Four astronauts are carrying out repairs on the outer surface of the space station under the protection of traction ropes.
A wrench flew out of the palm of Hank Henshaw, who was wearing a space suit and working on a satellite, and was suspended in the weightless space environment.
His wife, Terry Henshaw, another crew member also wearing a space suit, reached out and caught it.
She handed the wrench back to Hank, and the sea-blue glow of the earth reflected her lover's beautiful face. This was the most beautiful sight that Hank could see in the universe.
"Did you lose something? As your tortured wife who cares deeply about you, I am used to your lavish style of doing things at home. But Hank, you are setting a wrong example for others."
"Yeah, Commander," Hank heard his older colleague Stephen joke: "I'm starting to wonder if you are still the one sitting in the command seat."
Hank smiled and said: "Guys, I'm happy to let Terry be your conductor, but I have to warn you, I'm considering finding a few thorns to do the surgery."
"It sounds like it's true, hahaha."
The astronauts joked with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
Jim, another younger astronaut, said: "Terry, help call the Houston headquarters. It seems that their guess about the hydrolysis pressure is not wrong at all. It is estimated that several screws were knocked loose due to the vibration during the launch of the satellite."
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"'A few screws were knocked loose' is a technical term," Terry said.
"Okay, anyway, you can polish this explanation, Ms. Chief Engineer."
Terri snorted and connected to the communicator on her arm: "Houston Headquarters, this is the Excalibur...Houston, please reply..."
Hank turned his head and looked at the sea-blue earth.
"Come on, astronauts. After one last check, we will return to the cabin."
Stephen held a debugging instrument: "This is the ninth time you have looked back at the earth, boss. You are still fascinated by it."
Hank smiled: "I'm just looking forward to seeing Red Cloak. You can see him, he sometimes appears above the atmosphere. He has come up twice. You know, he even saved my life once."
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Stephen responded: "Yeah, bro. You can always count on Superman."
"That's right." Hank said: "Superman will always come to save us. He is the god on earth and our savior."
He looked at the sea-blue planet, and his face actually looked a little pious.
But the warm moment was quickly broken by the anxious tone of Hank's wife Terry.
"Hank, they need you to come back online and say there's something important."
Hank pressed the communicator on his arm: "I'm Hank, what's wrong?"
Then he paused.
"Oh, that's too bad."
He turned to his three other colleagues and said: "There is a meteorite approaching in our direction. Everyone should come now and return to the ship."
Stephen and Jim immediately activated the fire-breathing backpacks on their backs. Terri wanted to squat down and restore the dismantled deck, but Hank pulled her away directly: "Don't worry about that anymore!"
"Where did the meteorite come from?"
Jim, the youngest, said in a panic: "Are they the two meteorites mentioned last time? But didn't the Houston headquarters say that these two meteorites would fly around the earth and arrive two days later?" p>
"The solar flare broke out," Hank said with an ugly face: "This unexpected situation caused the two meteorites to change their trajectories like billiard balls that were blown away."
"Headquarters said the locations will be Sydney and Seoul."
"But before that, they will knock us away!"
All four people have fled back to their seats, and Hank is operating the space station spacecraft.
Stephen said:
"The satellite is still docking with us, the hatch is still open, and the angle is 12 degrees."
"I don't care." Hank said: "Start the main thruster immediately!"
The engine began to spit fire, and soon they were able to escape——
Boom!
"The impact is coming."
The spacecraft shook violently. Hank looked up and saw two large holes on the outside of the space station.
"These are just some meteorite fragments!"
Jim yelled: "Those meteorites - he's coming soon!!!"
"Oh my God Hank, we're not going to survive this time."
Hank heard his wife say.
His eyes stayed on the other person's beautiful face for a second.
Time has left its mark on his beautiful face.
Their marriage has been together for 10 years, and Hank knows that he still loves her.
"Nonsense." He pulled the control lever in vain, and the spacecraft was completely out of control: "Superman will come to save us, just like before."
The spacecraft was shattered under countless small meteorite fragments, like chocolate dissolved in milk.
Hank heard his good friend Stephen scream hysterically: "Cabin damaged!"
"We're doomed!" Jim wailed in despair: "The main thruster is damaged!"
"Keep calm, everyone." Hank gave up operating the completely useless console.
He held his wife's hand.
"Superman is definitely on his way. I'm sure."
"Hank..."
He saw the tears in the eyes of Terry, his beloved wife Xunran.
He had sworn never to make those he loved cry.
"It's okay, Terry." He didn't realize that his voice was trembling: "You can always trust Superman."
Stephen and Jim were screaming.
"Everything will be fine." Hank stared into Terry's eyes: "Everything will be fine!"
Boom!!!
A large hole was torn open in the spacecraft, and Stephen and Jim screamed and were swept out.
"Hank!"
Time seems to have slowed down.
Shock wave, gravity, lover's gaze.
And...
Destruction.
Then disappear.
"Terry! No!!!"
Hank turned his head with all his strength and saw his Terri doing somersaults in the weightlessness, and was also swept out.
The love of his life was suspended on the surface of the ocean blue planet, and then was swept away into the distance together with his two best friends.
Hank desperately tried to take off his seat belt, and then his pupils reflected the front of the spacecraft, and the huge meteorite, which was larger than the island, was pressed straight down.
Hank's eyes widened.
"Superman! I knew you were coming!"
"Superman!!!"
"Superman!!!!!"
Boom!
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A ding sound.
The elevator door is opened.
Lex Luthor walked out of it with his hands behind his back, followed by his Asian female secretary Yu Xi.
This is the Lex Group's base located 50 meters underground...where all Lex Luthor's experiments are conducted.
"Dr. Debney Donovan, where have all my hard-earned money been spent?"
In the hall are rows of erected cans, tightly surrounded by iron shells.
Dr. Donovan was sitting next to the operating table eating, and he wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth.
"What's wrong? Lex. It's all in front of you. Every point, every dime."
Dr. Donovan stood up. He was a middle-aged man with messy hair and wearing high-definition glasses, which almost magnified his eyes like bells.
His messy brown beard makes him look like a beaver, and he looks like the kind of mad scientist in children's cartoons who generates electricity while laughing strangely.
Well, he is indeed a mad scientist.
Dr. Donovan poured the leftover food into the trash can with a smile on his lips.
He pulled the rocker on the operating table next to him, and as the steel shells of the cans were opened amidst the mechanical sound, the lights inside the cans turned on, and each of the strange and terrifying monsters revealed their ferocious faces in the light.
"I'll stay here." Moxi took a breath. She said somewhat wisely: "I don't get along well with mad scientists."
Luther walked up to Dr. Donovan: "Still researching mass murder weapons?"
"Oh, that's right."
Dr. Donovan said.
He touched the strange sleeping monsters through the glass.
Some of them are barely humanoid, but they have green skin and bumps all over their bodies; some are simply blue mosaics, with only a huge eyeball barely sticking to the top of their head; some even have tentacles all over their bodies... p>
"Actually, I was thinking that if my babies escaped, they might be...confused."
Donalda touched his cute monsters lovingly through the tempered glass, looking obsessed.
Luther's face was expressionless.
"Any progress?"
They held hands together and walked past failed products one by one.
"Regardless of success or failure, I hope he can obey my orders more."
"As soon as possible."
Luther said: "I don't want test subjects, I want an army."
"It is very difficult to copy DNA." Dr. Donovan said: "I have to say that Superman's body is really a mystery, and any method of in-depth analysis of him has failed. We need a more stable code."
"Did our previous idea succeed?"
"Of course, Lex." Professor Donovan nodded, and he led Luther to a culture tank.
A tiny baby is sleeping in a nutrient solution, with tubes inserted all over his body.
"Our prototype was successful, although it is not a pure Kryptonian - so I speculate that he will be very weak. But compared to humans, it is still strong enough."
Dr. Donald Trump pushed up his glasses:
"He has half of your DNA, Lex, and they combine well with Superman's DNA. To a certain extent, this experimental subject is the son of you and Superman, and he is thriving."
"Come on." Luther said, "Take me to see that purebred clone."
They walked to another jar.
"I don't know yet whether this experimental subject has succeeded. Although the speculation is very unscientific, I speculate that even if this experimental subject succeeds in the end, it will not be completely like Superman."
Dr. Donovan said: "Every test of this experimental subject has exceeded our expectations, and the actual performance always contradicts the speculated data."
"Sometimes I think that this little guy likes to play devil's advocate. Maybe he will be the complete opposite of Superman when he grows up. Superman has heat vision, he has freezing vision and so on, hahaha."
Then he met Luther's eyes.
"Uh... I'm just kidding."
Dr. Donovan continued:
"But no matter what, it will take at least five years for this experimental subject to fully develop. Taking it out early will definitely cause some side effects."
"As fast as you can, Dr. Debney Donovan."
Luther turned and walked up the steps towards the elevator.
"This underground base has all been coated with lead, and the latest experimental personnel have been sent by the military. There is no need to cherish these materials, it doesn't matter even if it is trial and error, I only want the results."
He said: "You are an expert in gene synthesis. If we have any questions, we can discuss them together."
He and his female secretary Yu Xi took the elevator to the upper floor of Lake Group.
Luther said:
"Mossy, how is Blake's situation?"
"Our purple-haired mercenary has fully recovered, but I'm afraid he no longer intends to be with us."
Female secretary Moxi said: "He now calls himself a superhero and imitates Superman to act chivalrous and righteous. It is difficult for me to evaluate his behavior."
"Stop it, Black and Superman have never been the same kind of person."
Luther sneered:
"Believe me, they will confront each other before long. The situation will be very interesting then."
"So what do we need to do?"
"Of course." Luther said: "Support Black fiercely. We will give him whatever he wants."
The bald man touched his head:
"Isn't he going to found the Ultimate Alliance? Lex Luthor always likes friends, and we cover all the expenses - of course we still have to owe the debt."
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, isn't it?"
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"But as of now, it seems that Blake's behavior is no different from Superman's. They should be on the same camp." Mosi said.
Baldhead shook his finger in front of her.
"Just keep in touch."
He said.
With a ding, the elevator door opened, and Lex Luthor and his female secretary walked into the hall on the ground floor. Countless scientists in white coats were operating in front of various complex machines.
Luther walked past a person who was looking at specimens:
"You don't need to look at this specimen. It's clearly limestone. Just read this book, you idiot."
He passed another female researcher who was analyzing data:
"Finally, someone can figure out Euclid's 5th formula, but obviously, it's not you. If you dare to work in a daze again, I will fire you."
He finally walked to the center: "I won't tolerate fools, guys. I've been fed up with fools lately."
He said:
"Listen, there are already too many idiots in this world. Funny idiots worship the alien and think he is the one who presides over justice. But I have seen the true face of the alien and I understand that he is a threat.
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"Redouble your efforts to join this alien arms race! And destroy it while it's still in its infancy!"
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Chen Tao is sitting at his desk writing a plan.
1: Superman Death Emergency Plan.
2: Lex Luthor’s betrayal plan.
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Superman can now completely replace Batman's job. Gotham's criminals will soon realize what it means to have Superman...Batman come knocking on their door just as they write a word on their crime plan.
Under such intense overtime work as Superman, who even wipes your butt and has to monitor whether you steal other people's paper, Gotham's crime rate has dropped to freezing point, just as Chen Tao expected.
"Bruce, is it really okay to leave Bane alone?"
Alfred came over with a plate: "Before Superman completely wiped out Gotham, he and Siwa attacked Arkham and released many Arkham prisoners we had previously detained there." p>
The old housekeeper asked: "Does it really not matter?"
"And now Bane and the Arkham prisoners he took away have all escaped Gotham, and as soon as they show up, Superman will beat them to pieces. Alfred. Times have changed.
This is the age of super powers."
"——Bane is no longer the most important threat."
Chen Tao said without looking back: "Even if Bane appears now, his knee will only smash into Iron Batman's spine. I am too lazy to watch such a simple plot."
"Now, the other person is more important."
Chen Tao picked up his pen and continued to write in his notebook:
3: Plans to prevent the telepath Manchester Black from driving Superman crazy.