"Think about it, Lex."
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 understood how his method of remote transmission and communication is achieved. It 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 could stop, he would just close the window, but that would mean he wouldn't be able to talk to Luther.
so? So now he seems to have no choice but to be patient and let Luther download it there.
"If Superman was going to go into politics, he could run it for years, from the federal to the state level, and he could do it to perfection. I mean, voters would go crazy for him."
"Uh-huh."
Luther turned a deaf ear and concentrated on downloading the data.
"Think about it. This alien has endless energy, is extremely smart, has extraordinary intelligence, 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 supporters’ small blue or red flags gathered into a sea. Every state is his vote bank, and there are a lot of plutocrats 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 physical God who is determined to go all out?"
"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 lowering medical insurance. Everyone will support him. Even if you object, it is useless. He approves himself and then flies over on the spot, does it with a bang, and takes care of things for you. Once you’re done, there’s no need to argue with others.”
"More importantly, you know he's not a primitive alien, right? Just one piece of Kryptonian technology can make the entire human society go crazy. Is there anything else he can't do?"
Seeing that Luther didn't answer, Brainiac continued:
"Oh, of course, if he doesn't want to do anything, you can't do anything. Do you think I don't know about your human experiments? The omnipotent God on earth has clairvoyant eyes. He only needs to fly to your door, and then One glance and I immediately know what you are doing down there, and then the police come to your door.”
"Think about it, under the two-pronged approach of such a strong-armed person, 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 'I can't be arrogant enough to think I can influence the course of history.' But all kinds of things always force him to take the big shot, don't they? Like now?"
"For Superman, a city with a radius of dozens of kilometers is no different from a 10-square-meter room in his eyes."
"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 in a few steps in his eyes. He destroys illegal criminals as if he were walking in the living room with his feet. It's like trampling an ant to death, no matter how difficult the opponent is, to him it's just catching flies with an electric mosquito swatter."
"In the beginning, like now, he will do chivalry on his own or set up a non-governmental organization specifically for him to be a cheerleader and do odd jobs. 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 police are needed? What 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, there must be peace in the world, prosperity in people's livelihood, and social stability."
"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 thing that can best 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 what 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 was silent, 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.
A smile appeared on the green alien's 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 had no hope of really relying on such words to make Luthor switch sides and take off his armor, and actually fight Superman. But he just wanted to deepen the already existing seeds of doubt, subtly amplify some of Luther's thoughts, and ultimately 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 stream continued to rotate in his eyes. Preventing a phantom channel from opening in a specific area is not an easy task, though. Fortunately, Brainiac has enough energy. If he can't find a precise point, just block it in a large area.
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 a top fighting force like Lex Luthor. If his guess was correct, Lex Luthor, who had just hung up his phone at this time, should have received Batman's request for assistance.
He also guessed how much shock and fear a cutting-edge combat capability like the incomplete Doomsday would cause him. No one can refuse such cutting-edge power, and everyone will begin to study Doomsday...
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Mr. Smith had 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 the 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 criminals in this city have better technology than the police!
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, they must be much more powerful than the 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 seemed to be selling newspapers, even the newsstand had been smashed into a discus, but he was still selling newspapers in vain, like an NPC stuck in a 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 weird 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 each other passionately, and were swept into the surrounding shops like tops. The building collapsed on the spot, scattering to the ground like Lego toys.
But 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 from 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: "This is already a daily routine in the metropolis. Do you want to buy a data card?" "
boom!
Before Mr. Smith could reply to the other party, 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 Batman, the guardian of Gotham whom he had seen on the news, wearing a blue cape and holding a boulder in front of him.
"Oh, my God, I really met the ancestral Jesus..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here quickly. Why did you drive 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 miss those warnings, you may indeed enter the battlefield by mistake.
"Let's go quickly." He said to the other party angrily.
It was so scary 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 parasitic demon who was full.
"Roar!"
The monster with bone spurs all over its body roared in pain, and was hugged and sucked fiercely by the parasitic demon. The muscles all over its body swelled, and the purple-colored muscles flashed in circles, making 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 meant that he still had at least 9 minutes to fight.
The Clayfaced Man came out of the ground next to him with a bubbling sound: "Robin reported to Batman that he sucked up the female lieutenant..."
After hearing the general situation, Chen Tao nodded, and then fell into deep thought.
Doomsday was much weaker than he thought. why is that?
He smelled some conspiracy for no reason.
But no matter what, solving the Doomsday is the top priority now.
He pressed the earphones and said, "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)
(End of chapter)
