Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

Superman is crazy.

This sentence sounds extremely scary as if Batman is crazy.

A crazy Superman, from a physical level, can cause far greater damage than a crazy Batman.

However, for Gino, the boy didn't particularly care about Lex's description.

"Tell me the details." Jino crossed his arms and felt the night wind blowing through the woods and the moist air in the forest blowing on him.

He was curious about how Clark in this outsider world went crazy.

As far as I know, there are superpowers who are inherently evil, and there are many stories of superhuman beings who have become evil.

Gino needs to know which world Lex went to.

The bald man stood up slowly, holding his chest. He leaned against the tree trunk, sighed deeply and said, "The story of what happened should start from a year ago."

As the look in Lex's eyes flashed, memories flowed:

metropolis.

In an apartment that is not too spacious and cozy.

The shirtless, muscular man lay on the spacious bed with his hands behind his back.

He couldn't sleep, even if he was lying down, he could hear noises thousands of miles away.

The criminals' curses and the roar of guns were like invisible alarm clocks, urging him to stop crimes and protect innocent people.

"call."

Taking a deep breath, he focused on the woman next to him.

Lying beside her was her girlfriend, a woman with beautiful long hair who was sleeping soundly.

He could hear the woman's steady breathing and the sound coming from her abdomen.

"It's difficult, isn't it?"

Clark swallowed, he had heard that sound from pregnant women before.

"Louise, Louise."

Clark called softly to his girlfriend.

"Well, what's wrong?" Louise slowly opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes, but saw her boyfriend's eager smile: "You're pregnant!"

….

"When Clark found out his girlfriend was pregnant, he was ecstatic." Lex sighed with a complicated tone.

"Louise and Martha were the most important people to him."

"If everything develops peacefully, maybe our universe won't turn into a purgatory."

Lex shook his head and smiled to himself.

He continued: "Superman was very happy after Lois became pregnant. This child represents the continuation of the Kryptonian bloodline and is also a symbol of his and Lois' love."

…

Louise smiled helplessly as if looking after a child, she let go of Clark and walked into the bathroom.

Clark rubbed his cheek to keep calm, and then he heard movement in the distance.

"Clark, help me get the towel?" Louise walked out of the bathroom, but there was no sign of Clark on the bed.

The wind whistled past my ears, hitting the warehouse like a cannonball.

"boom!"

A fist slammed into the cheek of the knife-wielding robber, knocking him down, and another crisp roundhouse kick. Batman became more courageous as he fought, fighting with the kidnapper in this medium-sized warehouse.

"Uh-huh!"

Flip your wrist to throw the dart, and the whizzing batarang hits the last person in the back, knocking him out.

"Wow."

Hearing the noise coming from behind, Batman ignored it and squatted down to examine the body of the unconscious kidnapper, trying to find clues.

"What brought you here?" Superman looked at Batman squatting on the ground curiously.

He knew that this superhero stayed in Gotham City all year round and would not easily set foot in other cities.

"The Joker is coming to Metropolis."

Batman held a black instrument to scan the unconscious kidnapper: "I need to know why he came here."

"Joker." Clark frowned when he heard the name. Obviously, Superman hated this name.

"Forget it, let's not mention that madman." Clark grinned, his hands couldn't stop shaking and said, "You know what? I have good news to tell you."

"Louise is pregnant."

"I can see you're excited." Batman took out a USB flash drive from the kidnapper and inserted it into his laptop.

As the screen flashed to load, a confidential document appeared on the screen.

"I have to leave." Batman stood up and looked at Superman: "After I catch the Joker, I will leave your city."

…

metropolis.

East End Pier.

In a hidden container, a man and a woman were watching a group of criminals trading money below.

"I got it."

The man named Jimmy held up the camera and was about to press the shutter...

"boom!"

A gunshot broke the silence.

The bullet shattered the camera lens and penetrated the man's eyeball like a chisel, breaking through the bone.

"Paji!"

A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on the back of his head.

"ah!"

Looking at her dead companion, Louise let out a scream, but before she could recover, there was a roaring wind behind her.

"boom!"

A wooden hammer hit the woman on the back of the head.

The delicate woman rolled her eyes and fainted, hitting the iron plate with a dull sound.

"Papa~"

Footsteps sounded from the darkness, and a man in a purple suit with his face painted pale walked towards Louise with a strange smile.

"Harley, we found the baby!"

The clown smiled evilly, flexing his hands and sticking out his scarlet tongue: "We are about to put on the best show!"

….

Dizziness, dizziness.

How to describe it?

It's like drinking several bottles of vodka and running to work trying to stay sleepy.

Lex covered his forehead and looked around at the scene in confusion.

This is a high-rise room equipped with a variety of high-tech equipment.

"Buzz~"

The technological valve that was originally closed slowly opened.

A figure whose height almost touched the eaves slowly walked from outside the house.

Follow the figure as it steps out of the darkness and into the light.

The blue tight-fitting suit was paired with a scarlet cloak, and the oppressive temperament seemed to make the surrounding air lower a bit.

"Lex."

As the light changed, moving along the thighs and onto the cheeks, a resolute face appeared in Lex's field of vision.

"Clark?" Lex couldn't believe his eyes.

However, his clever mind still allowed him to think of many things in just one second.

The Clark in front of him was obviously much more mature, and when he thought about the explosion that occurred during his experiment, and the weird blue light.

Perhaps, the original world no longer exists.

Rubbing his bald head, Lex pretended to be hungover and tired: "What's the matter?"

I have to say, he disguised himself very well.

The obviously old Clark's eyes were full of unconcealable tiredness. He sighed and sat next to Lex. The man seemed to be asking and asking himself:

"It's funny, isn't it? We were obviously enemies in the past, but time is like a surgeon, carving us into the most unfamiliar forms of ourselves."

He sighed, stared at the city outside the window and murmured: "Is what I did really right?"