Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

After releasing the space restriction magic, in the horrified eyes of the people of Manhattan, a behemoth appeared in the center of the empty building.

The collection building, which weighed hundreds of thousands of tons, fell from the sky like a meteorite with roaring wind and thunder. The sharp airflow even blew the hair of people on the street.

The shadows that blocked the sky shone through, and as they watched the dark base of the collection building crash into the roof of the empty building, the people in Manhattan who had been staring blankly at Lincoln suddenly became excited.

The next moment, screams sounded one after another, and the originally busy but orderly streets instantly turned into a mess, as people scrambled to get away from the place where a violent collision occurred the next second.

Edgar subconsciously wanted to run, but after thinking about his current position, he knew that even if he had wings, he would never be able to run away.

Therefore, it is better to look outside with a calm face. At least you will have some grace when you die.

In mid-air, the huge collection hall crashed down. In front of the vibranium alloy material, the reinforced concrete was as fragile as tofu, falling apart with just one touch.

There was a rumble of cracking sounds, the wall cracked, the steel bars buckled, and pieces of heavy stone weighing several tens of tons fell from a height to the ground.

Looking at the boulders in the distance falling like dense rain, the screams of the already hurried crowd became even louder, but suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd that was screaming crazily froze.

The huge boulder that collapsed from the sky like a meteorite was swallowed up like a door to another dimension.

Under the control of the biological force field, the nearby plot of land selected by Lincoln as the collection hall did not even experience the slightest vibration. Except for the rumbling cracking sounds, the world seemed to be in chaos.

Staring blankly at the collection hall full of science fiction colors, everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

Whether they are beggars wandering the streets or high-ranking social elites, their perceptions of society and individuals are reshaped at this moment.

A building hundreds of meters high and weighing hundreds of thousands of tons collapsed and replaced before their eyes. The power Lincoln displayed completely shattered their upper limit of understanding of superhuman power.

Until the person who was sunken in the mirror space was released from the real space by Lincoln and appeared on the interface, all the people who witnessed the process were still stunned and unable to recover.

Not only were their perceptions of superhuman beings shattered, but Edgar's perceptions were also shattered after watching the entire process.

Looking at the building opposite that was erected within a few minutes, Edgar fell into deep thought.

He began to think about whether the development of compound No. 5 within the Vought Group was a little too conservative, or was the upper limit of superhuman beings far beyond what they knew?

Look at Lincoln's performance. Even against all the superhumans in the history of Vought, it is a crushing level. It is not on the same level at all.

Something was obviously wrong. Either there was something wrong with Lincoln, or something was wrong with them. There had to be something wrong.

Edgar's inner tendency is that something is wrong with them. At least this proves that Compound No. 5 has more secrets and potential worth exploring. If it is the former... things will be very bad.

Manhattan, the most important central business district in New York and the most important economic and cultural center in the entire United States, had a building smashed to pieces in full view of the public and replaced with a new one. This shocked everyone, including the CIA.

All felt annoyed.

But after Lincoln spent thirty seconds bringing them into a room from all over the United States, everyone fell silent. In silence, they chose to ignore this incident, as if nothing happened.

The existence of the motherland is enough to make them feel afraid, and Lincoln is enough to make them afraid.

With the ability to disrupt high-level command in thirty seconds and having carried out an operation, Lincoln's threat directly exceeded that of the people of the motherland who had never really put it into practice.

Who wants to die? No one wants to die!

So they choose to be blind, deaf, dumb, or stupid. In short, it is best to live.

...

Compared with the concrete building in the Marvel world, Lincoln's new collection uses a large amount of vibranium and other high-strength precious materials.

The formula of Adamantium alloy is a bit difficult for humans, but it is not a problem in Lincoln's hands.

The special combination at the atomic level can be directly observed with the naked eye. Even through exhaustive methods, Lincoln can verify vibranium alloys with different properties.

Adamant alloy, Adamant bioalloy, organic vibranium materials, or other materials that Lincoln wants.

The main part of the new collection hall is entirely made of high-strength rigid alloy, and the interior is filled with color-changing tough materials. Whether it is the exterior walls or the interior floor tiles, every seemingly inconspicuous place is made of vibranium material.

Even the display cabinet that seems to be just a piece of glass is mixed with a lot of transparent materials made of vibranium. It is impossible to break it. Without Lincoln's consent, no one can take it away from his display cabinet.

Any thing.

Buildings made of metal components tend to have a large mass, but since the density of vibranium is only one-third that of steel, which is basically the same as reinforced concrete, everything seems to be very suitable.

A super building that transcends its time stands quietly in a green space. Just by looking at it from a distance, you can see its valuable attributes and technological features from its appearance.

Lincoln liked fun, so the new building adopted some special designs.

The first floor is unremarkable. Apart from the front desk, some elevators and stairs leading to the upper floors, there are only some basic facilities. Starting from the second floor is the real entertainment venue.

The noisy nightclub and bar are set up on the second floor; the third floor is for fitness and leisure venues including ball saunas; the fourth floor is for entertainment and entertainment venues; the fifth floor is for catering; and the sixth floor, the last open floor, is set up as

Theater auditorium type places.

The simple six floors accommodate almost all forms of entertainment that can be used during this time.

Drinking and singing, theater singing and dancing, model catwalks, art appreciation, the magical six floors can meet all entertainment needs.

Starting from the seventh floor is where the collection is actually stored.

Lincoln has arranged different display cabinets on each floor to meet any future needs.

The concrete building was mediocre and had nothing to commend it for. Now this building, built by Lincoln, is the real collection.

As for the name, Lincoln called it the Dimension Building.

The sudden rise of the Dimension Building attracted everyone's attention, but in fact there was nothing to pay attention to, because most people had no way of knowing Lincoln's identity.

They only know that the Dimension Building is a magical place where all kinds of entertainment can be found on just six floors, a miracle!

People who enjoy themselves here will marvel at the wonders of the Dimension Building, because in just a few steps, they can come to different entertainment worlds to enjoy themselves.

In Edgar's view, this is a naked waste, even more excessive than the nouveau riche!

Laying stairs with mysterious materials that cannot be analyzed and detected by scientific instruments, and using space technology that the world dreams of to serve entertainment. Edgar had ten thousand ways to better use materials and technology, but in Lincoln's hands, they were used

In the most inconspicuous place.

Walking in the corridor, Edgar couldn't find any other idiom to describe it except squandering everything.

Yes, Edgar also came to the Dimension Building. Of course, the purpose of his coming here was not to have fun, but to meet Lincoln.

He was not sure whether Lincoln really wanted to be a superhero or had other ideas when participating in the selection, but he decided to give it a try. If Lincoln could become a member of the Super Seven, the strength of the Vought Group would expand to an unprecedented level.

There were so many benefits that he was willing to take the risk and give it a try.

Under the guidance of the attendant, Edgar came to the elevator where tourists were not allowed to ride.

The transparent elevator rose slowly and finally stopped on the seventh floor below the eighth floor that had not yet been opened.

The floor is wide, and there are booths with soft white lights on display. Inside are exhibits one after another that Edgar cannot understand.

Super Soldier Serum, Heart Shaped Grass, Vibranium Vein, One of the Ten Commandments, Ancient Egyptian God Chrysalis, Gravityium, Hell Dagger...

Every collection seems to have nothing outstanding in Edgar's eyes, but the functions written on the nameplates make him frown.

Stimulate the potential of the human body, control the air flow, seal the life of ancient Egypt, control gravity, the dagger from the Lord of Hell... Every explanation seems like nonsense, and the label of the origin is even more confusing.

Marvel world? Which world is Marvel world? Is it possible that there really is a so-called multiverse?

Edgar was full of doubts. It wasn't until Lincoln's footsteps came from a distance that his thoughts were pulled back from the display cabinet and he looked at Lincoln: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Lincoln."

"I know you, Edgar." Lincoln sat directly on the chair and looked at Edgar leisurely: "So why are you looking for me?"

"I would like to invite you to join the Super Seven and become the co-captain of the new Super Seven."

Edgar looked at Lincoln with a smile: "You have incredible abilities and power. You only need to discover a little bit, and you can become the most powerful and popular superhero in the world."

"I will gain everyone's praise and all the fame and fortune I want, and everything will be fine."

"I am not from my motherland." Lincoln looked at Edgar and smiled disdainfully: "Do you think I will lack fame and fortune?"

"Reputation? Who doesn't know about the Dimension Building? As for profit, I can create another Vought Group if I take any exhibit outside, so these things are not attractive to me."

"As for superheroes, super villains are no more fun, what do you think?"

Lincoln's words made Edgar break out in a cold sweat. What he was most worried about happened.

Lincoln is a man who is not restricted or constrained. He is detached and able to ignore everything. If he becomes a super villain, the Vought Group will suffer a fatal blow.

The future of the superhero team is uncertain, and even Compound No. 5 may be affected.

Edgar kept thinking in his mind and tried to recall the plan he had prepared before, but before he could speak, Lincoln spoke again.

"Normally, it's not interesting to play with you, but I'm very interested this time, so..."

Lincoln pointed to the display cabinet behind Edgar: "Compound No. 5 and all the special compounds derived from it are my collection. I can play with you."

Hearing Lincoln mention the most important secret of the Vought Group, Edgar was about to veto the proposal immediately, but Lincoln's next words stopped him from opening his mouth again.

"I like to collect. If there is something I like but don't get, there are only two situations: I give up on my own initiative, or the thing disappears from this world forever."

"Edgar, right? What do you think you are going to do about Compound No. 5 to make me give up?"

Facing Lincoln's interested eyes, Edgar was silent for a moment: "Compound No. 5 is the company's top secret and cannot be leaked easily..."

"I'm not discussing it with you." Lincoln looked at Edgar with a smile: "You just need to tell me what your answer is, and I will handle the next thing myself."

Handle it yourself?

Even if Edgar didn't use his brain, he could think of what would happen if he refused. Even the U.S. government could not refuse Lincoln's request. The Vought Group would never be stronger than this super-interest conglomerate.

The corners of Edgar's eyes twitched twice, and finally he spoke with difficulty: "I agree to your request. I will send someone to deliver Compound No. 5 and its derivatives later. I hope they will only be used for collection and display purposes."

"As for your joining the Super Seven..."

"I won't join." Lincoln looked at Edgar and said casually: "The Super Seven does not need eight people, so I will become the independent captain."

"Responsible for managing all superhumans and superheroes. Unless I authorize it, no one can speak in front of me. Is there a problem?"

Edgar wanted to say there was a problem, but Lincoln's previous words resurfaced - if there is something that I fancy but don't get, there are only two situations, I give up on my own initiative, or that thing disappears forever here.

in the world.

Lincoln won't give up, so if he rejects Lincoln's proposal, that means all superhumans and superheroes will disappear!

Obviously, this is a loss that Watt Group cannot afford.

So... Edgar stared at Lincoln closely, struggling internally for a long time before nodding: "I recognize your rights in the U.S. branch of the Vought Group. I have no direct decision-making power regarding the headquarters."

"If anyone refuses, let him die." Lincoln waved his hand nonchalantly.

A group of capitalists and anti-human elements who use humans for human experiments. The more they kill, the more credit they get. Their lives are worthless in Lincoln's eyes.

Edgar saw from Lincoln his indifference to human life, which was even more indifferent than the senior executives of the Vought Group who had always decided to conduct human experiments.

He has no doubt that Lincoln can kill, and the person he kills will definitely not be just one person or a family, but may be a more terrifying family-style destruction.

Edgar nodded sadly, left the door of the Dimension Building with an ugly face, and hurried back to his office. He wanted to arrange everything well, and there must be no other mistakes.

...

A few days later, the U.S. headquarters of Vought Group.

As soon as Lincoln walked into the gate of the Watt Group, he saw an old and lustful woman walking forward: "Hello, Mr. Lincoln, I am Stillwell, who was previously in charge of the Super Seven."

"This time, I will be the one to hand over matters related to the Super Seven."

"Still the Super Seven now? Those seven people?"

Stillwell was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "The current Super Seven are Motherland, Queen Maeve, Black, Locomotive, Deep Sea, Invisible Man and Lamplighter."

"However, the lamplighter is currently in semi-retirement and will quit completely soon, so the current group of seven actually only has six people."

Lincoln nodded, made a simple comparison between Stillwell's information and what he knew, and then came to the conclusion that the plot of the black robe has not started yet, and some are playing.

The Super Seven of New York Earth is the most important superhero team, and there are other superheroes active in different fields.

These people were not under Stillwell's responsibility before, but now they are handed over by her.

Of course, Lincoln would not directly manage so many people, so in fact, Stillwell's power was strengthened in this situation, and the danger was also increased.

While introducing the internal situation of the Vought Group to Lincoln, Stillwell came to the 99th floor where the Super Seven conference room is located: "This is the office of the Super Seven. Daily affairs and related tasks will be discussed here.

Attendance status, as well as profit distribution..."

Hey!

Before Stillwell finished speaking, Lincoln's eyes suddenly emitted scorching heat vision.

The laser shot through the air instantly, and a painful wail sounded. The invisible man's figure suddenly flew out and fell heavily on the wall behind him, creating cracks.

Carbon metamaterials that are strong enough to withstand sniper fire are no match for thermal sight.

Holding his burned chest, the invisible man's face was filled with pain. He raised his head and looked at Lincoln in fear, shouting hurriedly: "I am not an intruder, I am an invisible man! The invisible man of the Super Seven

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"I know." Lincoln walked up to him and put one foot on his head again on the cold floor: "I just don't like that there is always a pervert who likes nudity popping up under my nose."

"No, not anymore!" Feeling the pressure on his head, the invisible man was scared to death: "I will definitely wear clothes in the Watt Building from now on, I promise, I promise!"

"Please, don't!"

He lowered his head and looked at the invisible man. Lincoln snorted coldly and moved his head away. But just as the invisible man relaxed, he kicked him suddenly.

Bang!

The invisible man flew out of the conference room door and crashed straight through the wall panel on the opposite side, groaning incessantly.

Looking at the closed door covering the naked body of the invisible man, Lincoln spoke to the stunned Stillwell: "Continue."

"well."