Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

"Hey? What are you doing standing there? Come with me."

The golden light in front of Lincoln's eyes gradually faded, and he saw a woman holding a folder in her hand looking at him with confusion: "How long are you going to stay there? Aren't you going to participate in the selection?"

Selection?

Even though he had been directly assigned an identity in the previous world, Lincoln was still a little confused at this time. He glanced at the folder in the woman's hand and raised his eyebrows: "Volt Group? Superhero selection?"

This symbol was so clear that Lincoln immediately determined what kind of fucked-up world he lived in.

Black Robe Picket, a world where artificial superhumans exist and are shaped into superheroes.

Of course, these superhumans born through Compound No. 5 are different from Lincoln. These people are too weak, so weak that Lincoln can kill the strongest superhuman in the world with just a spit.

Yes, people of the motherland!

Looking at the huge building made of vibranium in his hand, Lincoln showed a smile: "Maybe I have to stay in this world for a while, so, you come in handy..."

"What are you talking about?" Lincoln's soliloquy made the staff responsible for leading the superhumans come over in a strange way: "There are many people participating in the selection, so don't waste time, okay?"

"A waste of time?" Lincoln looked down at the man: "You should put it another way, you are wasting my time, not I am wasting your time, or everyone else's time, understand?"

"What are you talking about?" The staff member looked at Lincoln, his expression stagnant: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, it's just that your weakness limits your vision. Sometimes things can become very simple." Lincoln patted his shoulder and walked past.

He looked around the venue. There were quite a few people gathered here, and quite a few of them were superhumans wearing uniforms with various distinctive features.

Lincoln took a deep breath, and in the assistant's suspicious eyes, wisps of golden light were outlined on his body, turning into a pure black uniform. His body slowly floated into the air, looking down at all the superhumans present like a god.

"I declare that this selection is over. You have all been eliminated and you can leave."

Lincoln's sudden rise into the air attracted the attention of all superhumans and on-site staff. They couldn't help but look up at Lincoln. After a brief silence, a superhuman in aqua blue uniform couldn't help it anymore.

"Who the hell are you? Do you think just because you can fly is great enough? Come down here! bicth!"

"That's right, stupid guy, do you think you are the only super human here? Shit!"

Noisy shouts and curses rang in his ears. Lincoln's expression remained unchanged, but murderous intent was already floating in his dark pupils. Red light gathered in his eyes and surged out the next moment!

Bang bang bang!

The red laser swept across, and blood flowers exploded in the room one after another.

Facing this crushing level of attack, the superhuman's body was as fragile as that of ordinary people. Blood mixed with flesh and blood dripped from the air. Of all the superhumans who dared to speak nonsense before, not a single one of them survived Lincoln's sight.

Their bodies were stained with blood and minced meat, and the remaining people were completely stunned.

Seeing the spotless Lincoln in the sky, both superhumans and ordinary people were stunned. They had never seen a superhuman who went on a killing spree over a disagreement.

Even the man who is known as the most powerful superhero in the motherland often only uses his cruel methods on criminals to avoid being held accountable by the law.

But now, Lincoln actually killed a dozen superhumans who insulted him in front of everyone?!

After a very brief moment of astonishment, everyone looked at Lincoln with fear in their eyes. Facing a superhuman who went on a killing spree at the slightest disagreement, they could only be afraid.

From the air, looking at the crowd as quiet as quails below, Lincoln dissipated the red light in his eyes and curled his lips: "Look, you can learn to be good, so why couldn't you be obedient before? You have to waste all of our time."

Looking at Lincoln delivering his speech from above, someone's body trembled again.

The next moment, Lincoln's figure appeared behind him and said in a quiet tone: "Why are you shaking? Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of a victim who has wasted your precious time? It's so sad."

Lincoln's voice in his ears made his body tremble more and more, and a strong sense of death enveloped his heart. He couldn't help shouting: "I'm not, I'm not afraid of you, I, I'm excited to see you."

"Excited? Do you admire me?"

"Of course!" The man's tone stuttered.

"I can't see it." Lincoln walked around from behind him, stared at him for a few seconds, and then shook his head slightly: "I can't see reverence from you. Could it be that this is the attitude you use to face you?"

Someone you respect?"

"me......"

"It seems you are deceiving me." A dim red light gradually lit up in Lincoln's eyes.

next moment.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the superhuman knelt down, trembling all over: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Lincoln didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

One second, two seconds...

Time continued to pass, and it was not until the superhuman on the ground knelt down for half a minute that Lincoln calmed down the red light in his eyes: "I see your sincerity, and I forgive you. Now, get out."

"Yes Yes!"

The superhuman nodded repeatedly and almost dropped his head to the ground. He didn't even bother to get up first, and disappeared out the door while kneeling and crawling.

After watching him walk out of the door completely, Lincoln returned to the heights and looked down at the remaining people: "What about you?"

After silence, a superhuman in a blood-red uniform suddenly shouted: "I will never kneel down for you!"

Lincoln glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Your courage is commendable and your backbone is proud, so I decided to give you a small reward."

Under everyone's confused eyes, Lincoln opened his mouth slightly, and the pale white air flow visible to the naked eye rushed towards the super human.

Click-click-

It was like the cold air from the wilderness spread, and in an instant, the cold frost covered his whole body. In just a few breaths, a lifelike ice sculpture appeared in front of everyone.

Lincoln stretched out his hand, and as everyone watched, the document containing everyone's information flew into his hand.

After some searching, Lincoln took out a piece of paper that should not have been announced to the public: "Nigel Price, ability: invisible, has used the ability to knock out and rape many women, what a scumbag.

, it’s incredible that such a person can still be a superhero.”

As he spoke, he tossed Nigel Price's paper casually and let it float in front of a staff member: "Giving him to his family is a small gift from me.

.”

"As for you..." Lincoln looked at the folder in front of him again: "Let me see if you are good enough to do evil and let me punish evil and promote good."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" As soon as Lincoln finished speaking, a superhuman raised his hands and knelt on the ground: "I'm sorry that I stood by and watched. I regret my behavior."

Lincoln glanced at him and pulled out his papers: "What have you done?"

"I..." Lenny showed a trace of pain on his face: "I once accidentally killed a hostage during the process of rescuing the hostage..."

"Missed?"

"It wasn't a mistake, I did it on purpose!" Lenny said: "He used to be my junior high school classmate. He bullied me, so I beat him to death."

"To be honest, you can get out of here, you scumbag."

"Thank you, thank you." Lennie thanked him spinelessly and rushed out the door as fast as he could escape.

Seeing the fate of the rebellious warriors and the obedient cowards, all the superhumans clearly understood their situation. No one wanted to die, let alone they were a group of superhumans.

With their own special characteristics, they can live a better life than ordinary people in many aspects, so...

The sound of kneeling down was heard one after another. Lincoln stopped flipping through the documents in his hands, looked at the noise on the ground, and said with a hook: "You are a bunch of spineless scum, get out of here."

Lincoln's voice was as sweet as a pardon, and without any hesitation, everyone began to rush out. Only the staff member holding Nigel Price's documents looked at the ice sculpture in front of him at a loss.

In fact, there was another one, the staff member who was previously in charge of Lincoln. She was forced to stay by Lincoln using a biological force field.

The invisible force field tightly bound him, making the look of horror on her face far greater than anyone else's.

The black suit disintegrated, Lincoln slowly fell down, and released the biological force field: "Look, we have a lot of time now, no one will say it's a waste of time, what do you think?"

"I..." Jessica looked at Lincoln, her heart was pounding, she was filled with uncontrollable panic, and she even forgot about the next process.

Lincoln took the folder from her hand considerately and took the lead to walk inside. Until the figure was about to disappear, Jessica subconsciously followed her.

She didn't know why she didn't run away, but she felt that maybe following was the right choice.

Vought is a group that operates superheroes. Under their name is not only the Super Seven, the ace superhero team, but also more individual superheroes and groups.

Band hero, religious hero, or any other kind of hero, the Vought Group works in a variety of businesses.

This time, they are not selecting Super Seven heroes, but reserve personnel.

Both superheroes and superhumans can participate in this selection. There will be no immediate benefits from passing the selection. It only means that in the future, Vought Company will be the first to think of those who pass the selection at some point, rather than others.

It is equivalent to a round of preliminary screening.

Walter Company had good intentions and wanted to seek benefits for the group in a more stable way, but Lincoln appeared, so all plans came to an end.

In the interview room.

The good sound insulation conditions prevented the interviewer in the room from hearing what was going on outside. The first time he saw Lincoln, the interviewer frowned and then made a gesture to Jessica.

Jessica knew this meant she was asked to take the next person, but...

'There is no one left.'

Jessica gestured quietly, and then saw a red light flashing in front of her.

boom!

The bursting blood splashed on her body, causing Jessica's body to tremble violently.

She wiped away the dirt in front of her eyes shivering, and then she saw Lincoln looking at the remaining two deputy examiners with an evil look on his face: "You know, I hate racist people the most, tell me, you are racist

ists?"

"No, it's not." Covered in blood, facing Lincoln's eyes, the two deputy examiners could even feel a hint of warmth coming from their lower body. However, facing Lincoln, they did not dare to make any unnecessary moves.

Lincoln asked about the taste, his brows couldn't help but frown, and he stood up and left: "Have I passed the test?"

Hearing the question, the two deputy examiners nodded in agreement: "Passed, passed the test."

"Tsk!" There was a hint of amusement in the corner of Lincoln's mouth, and then the suit appeared again.

boom!

There was another explosion, the concrete ceiling was directly smashed, and Lincoln's figure disappeared into the sky.

It was only then that the shaken Jessica let out a sigh of relief and collapsed weakly against the wall. The faces of the two examiners on the chairs were also full of joy at surviving the disaster.

They looked at each other without saying anything, but the meaning behind them was clear.

...

In the Watt Building, looking at the documents and reports submitted by his subordinates, Edgar, the president of Watt Group, didn't look good.

[Name: Lincoln]

[Ability: heat vision, frost breath, high-speed flight, steel body, telekinesis, etc.]

[Details: Killed many superhumans, including Nigel Price, and forced everyone to kneel down; killed the selection examiner, and lied about the selection]

Putting the file back on the desktop, Edgar looked at Madeline Stillwell, who was in charge of superhero affairs, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Can you tell me where this guy came from? Here

Why have I never heard of this level of superhuman existence before?"

He was indeed very angry. Judging from written materials and video materials, Edgar was certain that Lincoln's performance was on the same level as the people of his motherland.

And this kind of superhuman being who should have been strictly monitored or even contained was not even noticed by them before today. This is a major mistake!

Stillwell looked at the documents on the table and didn't know where to start. His tone was blocked for a few times before he tentatively said: "I only discovered the anomaly when the person from the personnel department handed the information to me.

,so..."

"So you don't even know that the group's intelligence has lagged behind?" Edgar looked at Stillwell calmly: "You should understand that this is a fatal crisis."

"I know that I will immediately strengthen the work in this area and there will be no next time."

Edgar looked at her silently, not knowing what he was thinking, and waved his hand for Stillwell to leave after a moment.

The Vought Group is not a pure superhero company, but a pharmaceutical group.

They continuously research and produce special drugs such as Compound No. 5, and then conduct various experiments on humans to test its effects.

Benefiting from the existence of Compound No. 5, superhuman beings including the people of the motherland have appeared in this world, but in fact, their real important asset is Compound No. 5.

The people of the motherland are very valuable, but compared to his son who was born naturally, his own value is not very high in the eyes of the Watt Group.

The power Lincoln displayed did not exceed the expressive power of the people of his motherland, so he was regarded as a super human and his value in Edgar's eyes was also limited.

But no matter how limited the value is, he cannot leave a superhuman who may reach the level of a native of the motherland alone. This may cause a devastating blow to the core secrets of the Walt Group, which he does not want to see.

After a moment of silence, he picked up the landline phone on the table and prepared to arrange a meeting with Lincoln, but suddenly, the movement of his hand stopped.

...

On the other side, just when Edgar planned to talk to Lincoln, Lincoln, who had left the selection venue, was already studying in the glorious Manhattan district.

Just like the Marvel world, Manhattan in this world is also so prosperous.

The Wall Group's building stands tall and conspicuous, and it is surrounded by high-rise buildings.

Standing on the roof of the Watt Group, Lincoln looked around and finally locked on a skyscraper with a lot of green space around it.

The violent sonic boom echoed in the sky over Manhattan, and everyone couldn't help but look up high, looking at Lincoln, who looked like a god with his cape dancing behind him: "Superhero? What is he going to do? Capture criminals?"

"

People in the building chosen by Lincoln as his target could clearly see Lincoln's figure, and Edgar standing in the Water Building could also see it clearly.

He pondered for a moment, put down the phone, and wanted to see what Lincoln planned to do.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lincoln stretched out his palm forward, his fingers suddenly opened, and a shattering sound instantly sounded in everyone's ears.

The mirror space took effect. Before the people in the building understood what was happening, they came from the real space to the disordered and orderly mirror space.

Suspended in the air as if ignoring gravity, watching the glorious building being dismantled, everyone was stunned: "God, what is this? Am I dreaming?"

"How is this possible? This must be fake!"

"Is this a superhero? He can actually do this kind of thing?!"

Someone curiously stretched out his hand and tried to touch the barrier that seemed to be made up of large pieces of broken glass. The solid feel made him clearly feel that the barrier was insurmountable.

Someone tried to experiment with the ever-twisting and changing architecture, but the next moment they were caught up in it, shattered and disappeared.

This is a space that no one in this world has ever entered, and it is also a dangerous space.

All operations in the mirror space follow natural mathematical principles, but in reality, looking at the empty building, the golden space shrinking circle appeared in Lincoln's palm.