deltrittennovels Chapter 381 The Resolve to Commit Murder, Batman's Surgery
Chapter 381 The Resolve to Commit Murder, Batman's Surgery
Chapter 381 The Resolve to Commit Murder, Batman's Surgery
"Speaking of which, your situation has been quite strange lately." Superpower stroked his chin. Even though his IQ had been reduced, he was still incredibly sensitive to certain things due to the instinct of a wild beast to protect its territory and maintain its rule.
"I've been trying to find you but you're never there, and you've even used Night Owl's lab a few times... How come you two are so close? So—when you're not around, you're always at Night Owl's place."
"No, no, I mean, I didn't, Superb, I completely..."
Superb had a smiling face, but the more he acted like that, the more Death Storm felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his head.
Those were whispers filled with the aura of death, all too familiar with the death storm.
Oh my god, Superb smiled at me, that's terrifying.
"I see. Let me guess, you and Night Owl must be up to something, right? What exactly is it?"
Superba looked like he was deep in thought, like a slow-witted idiot.
But is that possible? No. Superpower is toying with himself. A death storm is howling within him. He should have immediately rushed out of this place and fled for his life, but intense fear has frozen him in place, unable to move an inch.
"I understand." Then he saw Superbar clappe his hands: "I think you and Night Owl must be..."
Deathstorm is ready to fight back. Even if it's Superpower, he will never surrender!
"He's probably figuring out how to deal with anti-surveillance individuals. How diligent!"
"what?"
Superpower's sudden heavy breathing almost caused Death Storm to catch his breath.
He was completely confused by Superba. He looked at the other party with suspicion and uncertainty, while Chen Tao, who was watching from the side, wanted to laugh.
Perhaps Deathstorm sees Superpower's actions as having hidden motives, and his decision to let himself go as a sign of great wisdom. But this is just a case of a fool defeating a master. Dr. Martin Stan is definitely a smart man, but the smarter you are, the more you think. The reason Chen Tao stood by and watched was to see Dr. Stan completely entangle himself and then start deceiving himself.
This whole thing might seem idiotic from God's perspective, but it's like the most difficult magic trick to crack, often using the simplest methods. Put yourself in Death Storm's own perspective, and everything that happened today seems like a ghost story.
Superpower reached out and patted Deathstorm on the shoulder: "Anyway, you'd better do a good job for Batman this time."
Chen Tao watched Death Storm's skull face go from surprise and doubt to sudden realization, then to deep awe, and finally to complete submission. It was just like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, which was extremely interesting.
"Yes, Superb. I will follow orders. Thank you so much for this opportunity, and I won't let you down a second time."
Deathstorm's words of loyalty left Superb somewhat bewildered.
Chen Tao stopped caring about the Death Storm and then changed the subject to continue his negotiations with Superba.
"...Regarding those enhancement plans, I gave them to you before..."
"I've been using these... and the ones you gave me..."
"Oh, right, I brought some more medicine, which can be used as a supplement..."
"...Very good. I'll give the Speed 9 serum and the Formula One gear to Johnny Quick," Superpower said. "He'll like them."
In front of Superpower was a box filled with a large quantity of glittering potions—medicines to enhance the speed of speedsters, formulated by Lucius. Lucius now dealt with Barry the Flash daily, and his understanding of speedsters even surpassed that of Barry Allen himself.
"Are you using that cosmic treadmill I gave you last time?" Chen Tao asked. "That was your reward for helping me resolve the eclipse. Running on it all the time should help you gradually gain superhuman speed."
"I've gotten a bit faster," Superpower replied, "but it'll still be some time before I gain the Speed Force."
Chen Tao asked Superpower for the data from the Cosmic Treadmill and then carefully assessed Superpower's current speed. It wasn't that he had to be so nervous, but the Speed Force itself had the effect of accelerating the human brain and enhancing intelligence. For example, Gorilla City, where the gorilla Grodd was born, although now destroyed, was able to develop a civilization entirely because the Speed Force accelerated their brains and enhanced their intelligence. Therefore, in the comics, once these gorillas lose the Speed Force, their intelligence decreases, and they revert to being mindless beasts.
Therefore, the same applies to Superman. Chen Tao must carefully assess how much of the Speed Force Superman has mastered now, and then increase the rate at which Superman's intelligence declines, making it roughly equal to the increase in intelligence that the Speed Force has given him. Otherwise, if Superman suddenly becomes smarter without warning, it will be disastrous. Chen Tao has been constantly trying to trick him into revealing information, and anyone with a normal IQ can tell that if Superman's brain suddenly sharpens and he realizes that his previous conversation with Batman was not right, then things will be bad.
Let's go!
Finally, Chen Tao waved to Superpower like a kindergartener visiting another child's house, then carried Deathstorm like a dead dog, stepping through the Explosive Sonic Tunnel and returning to the Justice League headquarters.
He first threw Death Storm into the cell (crossed out) guest room, and then returned to his office.
But as soon as he opened the door to his office, Lex Luthor's 3D projector appeared next to him: "Batman, this is a message. I've already done what you needed to do. You can come to my lab anytime."
A few minutes later.
"I never deny Poison Ivy's exceptional talent in pharmacology, but she is only good at making poisons. When it comes to making poisons easier to absorb, her imagination... well, I can only say it is shockingly lacking."
Luther still sported his classic boiled egg pose, standing in front of Chen Tao and talking eloquently.
Chen Tao roughly translated what Luther wanted to say:
I, Lex Luthor, am awesome.
You, everyone else, are trash.
So Chen Tao offered a timely compliment, satisfying Luther's need to boast and show off his wealth.
In reality, Luthor isn't stupid; he knows Batman is deliberately promoting him, but...
After all, that's Batman.
"I used ＆<■の to cover up the odor that Poison Ivy would leave after making the medicine..."
Luther rattled off a long string of nonsensical chemical names, then continued, "After my modifications, this drug became a colorless and odorless mixture that can be released directly into the air."
"However, in my opinion, this kind of drug is quite useless. I can easily create some potent poisons instead of simply making people grow grass under their skin. This might restrict their movement a bit, but it won't kill them outright..."
As it turned out, the masters' opinions were all quite similar. As the discussion progressed, Luther also raised the same objection as Poison Ivy:
"Although I've improved this thing for you, I still think its use is rather awkward."
However, Chen Tao did not directly answer Luther's question.
"Well done, Lex." Then he leaned forward slightly, a gesture Luthor knew was for whispering, and raised a slight eyebrow on his bald head.
"Did you know I'm planning to leave Earth and go into space on some business?"
Luther frowned; he was unaware that this was indeed the case, as Chen Tao had not revealed this to anyone in the Justice League.
"I don't plan to take Barry and Diana with me on this trip; they need to maintain order on Earth."
Luther glanced at Batman, and from that one sentence, he didn't believe a single word.
Batman may have a thousand reasons not to take Wonder Woman and The Flash with him when he sets off, but the reason would never be "the need to maintain order on Earth".
"Tell me the real reason," Luther said succinctly.
"Okay," Chen Tao said, "Actually, it's because of some things we did this time..."
He chuckled softly: "It might be cruel in a practical sense. I'm worried that the other members of the Justice League might not be able to accept such a brutal scene, but you, Lex, you've never been a good person to begin with, so no matter how cruel it is, it's impossible for it to leave you with any psychological trauma."
Luther, who was being unfairly scolded, rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Then Luther saw Batman staring blankly ahead for a while before finally saying:
"Hey, Luther. One more thing. Do you think that if a person has lost all emotions, but their physical body is still alive, can such an emotionless biological robot still be considered the original being?"
Before Luthor could speak, he heard Batman answer his own question: "No, those things can't even be considered living beings anymore, and what's worse is that they not only refuse to admit they're dead, but they also do all sorts of stupid things, trying to drag the entire universe down to hell."
Then he looked at Luther seriously: "Tell me, is it still necessary to keep these kinds of garbage bio-machines running?"
Then he continued, answering his own question: "No, of course not."
He said, "And even judging by Batman's no-kill rule..."
"Aliens can't be considered 'human,' right?"
"They have no human rights."
Luther shuddered at the thought.
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A few hours later.
"If you still want to back down, now's the time." William Hand heard Batman's voice: "You know what I'm going to do to you, right?"
This is Gotham's laboratory. William Hand, dressed in surgical scrubs, lies on a technologically advanced operating table.
"I know."
Even so, you're still willing to come with me?
William Hand slightly raised his chin.
A resolute look appeared on his small face: "Just as you once said, Batman."
He said in a deep voice, "I cannot escape the fate I will eventually face. And facing it now is perhaps better than being forced to face it in the future."
"so……"
"So I'm already prepared, Batman."
"All right."
Chen Tao said, "Just in case."
He injected William Hand with anesthesia, watched him fall into a complete coma, and then put him on a ventilator to ensure that he could breathe normally under general anesthesia.
He sighed.
William Hand is still young. But that's precisely why this is the best approach.
He then opened the log next to him and started recording:
"...It's 2:29 PM now..."
"Wolf Bloodline Transplant Surgery..."
"Let's begin."
Surgical goals:
Chen Tao paused, then took a deep breath.
"Surgery goal: highest level of Zanian DNA concentration."
Surgical results:
"Irreversible".
"The patient is prepared for the procedure."
"Surgery begins."
"The surgeon: Batman himself."
"The surgeons were also prepared. In every sense of the word."
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Mongo went into his room and saw several of his men sitting there with their heads down.
They were all loyal followers of Mongo in the Yellow Lantern Corps, not Sinestro. While Sinestro was undoubtedly a highly talented and decisive leader, he was once a Green Lantern, and although he had now become a traitor to the Green Lantern Corps, he still valued those ridiculous rules and adhered to what he considered to be the laws of justice.
These orders were absolutely intolerable to the utter scum and degenerates within the Yellow Lantern Legion. The result of rapidly assembling troops was a mixed bag of quality, a price Senestor had to pay.
In this situation, although all the rings were subservient to Sinestro, and every Yellow Lantern knew that Sinestro could take away their control of the rings at any time if he wanted, some still chose to pledge allegiance to figures like Mongo or Archie.
At that moment, Mongo saw a man in a cloak throw a weeping figure into the middle of the room.
This cloaked man was the only one in the room not wearing the Yellow Lantern Legion uniform, making him stand out from the other Yellow Lantern Legion members.
The cloaked man kicked the snotty-nosed boy in the knee, forcing him to kneel on the ground, where the boy continued to plead.
"No! Please, please, let me go... What are you going to do? I will never betray you..."
A smile crept across Mengo's lips:
"Oh my goodness, old friend. It's really not easy to see you. Although we're face to face, we don't really interact. But listen to me, I've known you for a long time."
He walked up to the kneeling figure, and the cloaked man held it down so it couldn't move. Mongo placed his hand on the other's shoulder, and immediately strands of black hair eagerly climbed up the other's shoulder.
"We will have a very pleasant collaboration, a very, very pleasant one."
The kneeling figure tried to struggle, but an immense force pressed down on his shoulder from behind, rendering him immobile. He looked up and saw only a large "S" on the cloaked man's chest.
(End of this chapter)