I am the younger brother of Superman, but I got the template of Thanos

After Aikins made a wish to become a goddess like Aphrodite.

She felt her body becoming stronger and stronger, becoming more and more otherworldly, becoming like a true god.

But then her appearance and skin became more and more ugly and rough in the process, and her voice became hoarse.

"Wait a minute, that's not right."

Unable to accept that her proud appearance and figure had become like this, Aikins anxiously wanted to make a wish to return to her original appearance.

But she suddenly remembered that something was wrong, and looked at the wish stone in her hand with a grim expression.

I made a wish to become a goddess, and I would never become like this.

Could it be that, as Luther said after she made her wish, there might be a price to pay for making a wish with this magical stone?

"And the price for my wish is that I lose my beauty!"

Aikins touched her face in disapproval.

Then if I make a wish to regain my appearance, figure, etc., will I lose other things...such as feelings, life span, and eyesight?

Wouldn't this be endless? She couldn't make any more wishes.

"you!

I want you to wish that I have a goddess-like beauty and figure..."

Aikins' eyes changed, she turned her head, and pointed at Luther.

Although her appearance has become ugly, her charm ability is stronger, more than a hundred times stronger than before, like the god of love and beauty who can truly turn all living beings upside down.

A proud smile appeared on her lips, and she wanted Luther to bear the price of making the wish.

"Dear Miss Akins, although this request is a little presumptuous, can I also make a wish for myself?"

Luther's eyes were infatuated, as if he had forgotten that this wish stone with infinite magical power originally belonged to him, and he begged Ai Jinsi.

"What do you want to wish for?"

Aikins suddenly became alert.

It wasn't that she suspected that Luther had broken free from control and actually made demands on her.

Love can make people blind, but it will not turn them into thoughtless puppets. The other party will still consider themselves, but only when it does not involve her.

"I was standing right in front of him, and he was still thinking about himself. I couldn't believe how selfish this guy would be in normal times!"

She rolled her eyes, and a strange color appeared on her face.

"It's a wish I've had for a long time."

There was a look of longing in Luther's eyes.

“I want to give myself a brain with the strongest scientific talent in the world.”

He made no secret of speaking his mind to those he loved.

"That's it?"

Aikins was stunned, she was afraid that Luther would use the wish stone to make a wish to directly own her heart or something.

"Why don't you wish for endless wealth or become the president of the United States or even the Earth?"

This wish was fine for ordinary people, but in her opinion, it was not a great wish for the billionaire heir Lex Luthor.

"As long as you have money and power, no matter how powerful the scientist is, he will work for you."

"No, dear."

Luther smiled slowly.

“No matter how good others are, they are not mine.

What has happened to mankind today is that the ancient apes that walked down from the trees have become the overlords of the planet today. They don’t have to worry about the wind, sun, or lack of prey. They can talk to people in other hemispheres with the touch of a finger, and it takes less than an hour. Across the ocean, you can explore the moon and the deep sea to your heart's content, all because of the gifts brought by technology. "

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Akins doesn't care about this: "But you are not afraid of the price of your wish?"

"As long as you're with me, honey."

After taking the wish stone, Luther gave him a gentleman's chest caress: "I'm not afraid of losing anything."

Akins was so coaxed by him that even though she could make anyone fall in love with her temporarily with just one kiss, people who didn't understand romance would not become sweet-talking just because they fell in love with someone else.

She rewarded him with a kiss with a smile on her lips, and handed him the wish stone.

"And...we can have other people make wishes for me."

After getting the wish stone, Luther's face flashed with cunning, and his words changed.

There are obviously so many people available, why should he bear the price?

"..."

…

At dusk, in a scrap car yard on the outskirts of a small town, scrapped cars are piled up like garbage.

David slowly came here following the information he learned at the bar.

"Who are you, get out of here!"

At the door of a two-story hut guarding a scrap car yard, several people were drinking beer and playing cards. They felt very comfortable. When they saw new faces coming, a few people dropped their cards and stood up with wary expressions.

"What's the matter here?"

The leader is of medium height and has thick limbs. His hair is wrapped in a scarf with hot-stamped flame patterns. He is wearing a black leather jacket with spikes. He is dressed in a rock and roll style and has a bad tone.

"Didn't you see the sign outside that says private place, no entry allowed?"

"You're the ones who robbed the bank with Whitney?"

Throwing down a photo of Whitney, David looked at the next few people.

"what are you saying?"

Some of them changed their expressions and wanted to pretend to be stupid: "What are you robbing a bank for?"

But the leading middle-aged man's face sank and he pushed him aside, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Who told you this? Whitney?!"

Several people behind him secretly picked up the tools, benches and baseball bats, while he secretly reached for the pistol behind his waist.

David didn't seem to notice the movements of several people. David glanced at the green tattoo on the arm of one of the men wearing a denim vest and glanced coldly.

“Who came up with the idea of ​​mixing meteorite solution with tattoo ink?”

Knowing this is not enough, you also need to know which brand of tattoo ink it is and whether it has other ingredients.

That's why he came here.

Seeing his cold gaze glance over, one of the long-haired men with tattoos on his body took a step back in fear. He didn't know why he felt that this young man had an unspeakable power. He just stood there and did nothing, like a mountain. Seemingly unshakable, wanting to surrender.

"you know too much!

Go up and catch him. "

After hearing the words meteorite solution and ink, the leader waved his hand with an expression like a ferocious wolf.

"I want to ask him how he knew about this."

Except for the long-haired tattooed man, several people rushed forward like wolves and tigers with various weapons.

David didn't intend to let anyone here leave today, so he used energy rays directly on his eyes.

Chi!

The hot ray suddenly swept across.

Originally, he just wanted the air around the group of people in front of him to be burned thin.

Snap!

But unexpectedly, two people seemed to have been cut with a guillotine, like hot knives cutting butter. They looked down at their bodies with red lines coming out of their waists, and then looked up at David in disbelief.

The upper body slipped and separated at the waist and fell to the ground, blood flowing away quickly.

The unexpected bloody scene made David frown.

There were actually two incompetent people inside.

"Is it because I'm not trusted, so I wasn't given a tattoo?"

Bang!

Seeing the horrific scene, the robber leader was frightened and fired directly, but a brass bullet fell at David's feet and did not even break his clothes.

Bang bang bang, several more shots, but they were all useless.

"You...what kind of monster are you?"

The remaining two people were still intact. They touched their bodies instinctively. Seeing this frightening and bizarre scene, they were frightened and their legs were so weak that they could not walk.

"Come on, what are you afraid of?

He can't hurt you. "

The leader hurriedly urged his companions, but his face could not hide the panic and fear.

It can't even be hit by bullets. Is this a robot made of steel?

"Spare me, please, spare me!"

A large pool of blood flowed on the ground, and the dazzling red flowed to their feet. The two people's legs became weak, and they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

“Boss, you know, our capabilities are limited.

This guy is a monster! "

One of them begged for mercy, while turning his head and crying in fear.

"Damn it!"

The robber leader activated his power and ran towards David with a fierce expression on his face.

"Whether you are a human or a robot, if you come here today, you will never leave alive!"

He raised his hands, trying to reach into David's head and kill him.

Whether it is a human or a robot, after the brain and control chip are destroyed, they will inevitably be unable to move again.

He thought beautifully.

But how could David give him this opportunity? Thick energy rays emerged from his eyes and swept across the week.

Chichi!

Until the wall of the hut beside the shivering long-haired man was cut open, the steel and concrete were like paper, just barely cutting him in half.

The high temperature steamed and burned the oxygen. The robber leader, who was panting violently, had not run a few steps. He couldn't breathe, grabbed his neck, and fell to his knees with his face red from holding back.

The other two people begging for mercy also fell to the ground helplessly.

"Spare... spare my life."

Walking indifferently among them with painful and twisted expressions, like passing by several unrelated lambs about to die, David came to the long-haired man who had never made a move and stood at the back.

"You're the one who came up with the idea of ​​fusing meteorite solution with tattoo ink."

"Yes, it is."

Laurent turned pale, trembled with fear, and his teeth chattered.

"I'm just a tattoo artist in a small town, don't... don't kill me..."

After some questioning, David understood the cause and effect.

The tattoo artist named Laurent in front of me unexpectedly discovered the fluorescent ability of meteorites, and came up with a fantastic idea. He grinded the meteorites, added water, and added tattoo ink to give people luminous tattoos...

I didn't consider whether it was poisonous or not. After trying it on myself and one or two of his friends, I found that it actually gave people the ability to become virtual.

"Then after you gained the ability, you boldly came up with the idea of ​​stealing the bank vault?"

"Yes, it is."

"What did that guy say just now that abilities have a time limit?"

David glanced at the man who had just turned into a bruised corpse.

"I don't know either……"

Laurent is not a scientist. He just discovered that their bodies seem to be resistant to the meteorite water, and their abilities will slowly disappear. At first, they can be dematerialized for half a day at a time. Later, when the abilities are used, they become shorter and shorter, and finally only a few are left. minutes, or even disappear completely.

In just a few days, some of them completely lost their ability, and it was useless to continue tattooing.

"So you have to bring in new blood, like Whitney, to commit crimes with you and move jewelry?"

David raised an eyebrow.

He asked how someone could randomly recruit people to join and share this wonderful ability.

"What's the recipe?"

"Spare...spare my life."

"Don't make me say it a second time." David's eyes lit up with deep purple light, and high temperature and hot air came over his face.

As if the lava from hell was rolling, Laurent looked at the several miserable corpses behind David, and spoke with a trembling voice the brand of tattoo ink he used.

"very good……"

David turned around and left, walking outside the junkyard.

The scary young man in front of him left, and the long-haired tattooed man breathed a sigh of relief, with a secret joy of having survived the disaster on his face, and an energy ray pierced his heart.

Under precise energy control, the corpse fell straight down and burned.

The tattoo artist was the first to gain abilities, but his abilities have long since disappeared.

Then several more rays were fired to destroy the body and set the entire scrapyard on fire.

Against the backdrop of blazing fire, David left with a calm expression.

He is now going home to try the recipe.

The long-haired tattooed man said that even if you don't have a tattoo and just draw a pattern, the solution will penetrate into the skin and work, but it will be easily rubbed off.

"I don't know if this solution will be useful to me."

David's eyes flashed.

Although his defense is already strong enough and this ability is not really needed, it can be retained as a means that is better than nothing.

There has been something going on at home recently, because an old man is seriously ill. I'm going to take a little leave today and write a few hundred words less.

I will repay double the amount tomorrow. I have been slacking off due to family matters these days. Starting tomorrow, I will guarantee a minimum of 6,000 words a day. Please follow up.