Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Most people are selfish.

Whether they are ordinary humans or superhumans, how many people are willing to have a towering figure above their heads?

Ordinary people with capitalist politicians on their heads may not care, but those capitalist politicians who have always been on top will.

Those superhumans who have always had the motherland on their heads may not care, but the people of the motherland who have always been aloof in the past definitely don't want to.

Lincoln deeply understood the kind of death-seeking spirit possessed by the human group, and he knew clearly that there must be many people watching him.

Those people's idea is not to make him lose his current status. Their idea must be to kill one person and then let everything return to its original normal track.

God knows how many people in the dark want Lincoln to disappear. Lincoln may know it, but he is too lazy to count.

Unless all the people in the dark who want to kill Lincoln are replaced by opponents of the level of Thanos, no matter how many people there are or how many plans there are, they will not be able to cause the slightest trouble to Lincoln.

This is also the reason why he doesn't care about those people's plans at all. There is nothing easy to understand about a plan that is destined to fail miserably.

The death of Storm Girl had a huge impact.

What most people focused on was not that Lincoln killed Storm in public, which was just a trivial matter. What they cared about was Storm's image.

How could a superhuman with multiple buffs such as being a traitor, a racist, and killing innocents, repackage himself and come back to deceive everyone?

This act of treating people like fools made many of Storm Girl's former followers go into a rage.

Storm Girl originally had a special fan group called Storm Chasers, but it had been used by Lincoln to fill the foundation before, so now the voice on the Internet is almost one-sided.

Not only Storm, this growing wave has even affected more superheroes in the Vought Group.

Superhumans are no more perfect than ordinary people. Their power is limited to strength, not mind.

Not only that, the powerful power will even encourage various desires and thoughts in their hearts.

The Vought Group needs their weaknesses to control them, so all the superheroes under the Vought Group have more or less other problems.

These problems did not pose any threat before, but now, after the incident of Storm Girl, they have also become the targets of public attacks.

Watt's earnings began to decline under this wave.

But there is nothing wrong with this, because the popularity of the Superhuman Contest has become even higher.

Wonderful human beings.

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Red weapons laboratory.

"Sir, the preliminary brainwashing work before the awakening procedure has been completed."

"Thanks to the experiments over the years, although he is unable to follow complex instructions after brainwashing, he can do very well if he just defeats and kills his opponents."

"I need him to have a battle first to make sure he won't have any problems."

"Yes, we have already found the materials used to fight him. A group of guys came from the United States and tried to break into the laboratory privately. They also have green compounds on their bodies, which can give people temporary superpowers after injection."

The officer nodded and looked at the figure in the field with a calm expression: "Let's get started."

In the laboratory prison, several figures with scars all over their bodies were tightly bound by steel chains.

With his swollen eyes open, Billy looked at the people outside with eyes full of anger and confusion.

The information he received was completely inconsistent with the facts. The level of security in this laboratory was much tighter than he imagined.

As soon as he stepped off the plane with the purpose of being a red laboratory, he was secretly arrested by the laboratory security forces who came upon the news.

All the trump cards he carried were taken away by those people.

Not only is there a compound that can give people temporary superpowers, but there is also a dagger obtained from Lincoln with a layer of Adamantium plated on the blade.

This dagger is so sharp that it can cut through the skin of almost all superhuman beings. Steel is as fragile as tofu in front of this sharp blade.

This could have been one of the weapons against the people of the motherland, but now, it is gone.

Boom-

The iron door trembled, and then a group of heavily armed soldiers filed in, grabbed Billy, and walked to the laboratory that had been reserved in advance.

The green medicinal liquid was injected into Billy's body, his body was awakened and evolved, and the painful injury began to heal rapidly.

In the pitch-black arena, a ray of golden light began to appear in his eyes, but before he could fully release the power of the light, a strong figure walked out of the darkness.

The messy beard and bun like a homeless man, the strong and smooth muscle lines, and the cold, robot-like eyes.

Even though the figure's appearance had changed drastically, Billy still recognized the superhuman in front of him at the first glance, who had become a cold machine: "Soldier boy?!"

A person who had never imagined being alive appeared in front of him, and Billy's face showed a dull look, but the next moment, a voice in the darkness brought him back to consciousness.

"Soldier, kill him!"

Like a machine that had its key pressed, the moment the figure fell, a steady stream of power burst out from the soldier boy's body.

He stepped suddenly with his feet, and his strong physical fitness caused him to burst into extraordinary speed in an instant.

boom!

There was a heavy impact of flesh, and with just one touch, Billy's figure flew outwards.

With his palms on the ground, Billy looked up at the soldier boy and roared, golden light quickly gathered in his pupils and sparked in an instant.

Hey!

The roaring golden light instantly spread over the soldier boy's body.

The hot temperature and powerful impact were completely released at this moment.

However, in the face of this powerful blow, the soldier boy could resist the terrifying ray with just one foot thrust.

Messy golden light bloomed around him, and wisps of crimson were revealed under his skin like flowing ink, converging towards his chest.

Maintaining the golden laser, looking at the soldier boy who resisted the laser without taking a step back, and even began to gather red light in his chest, Billy looked ugly: "Damn it!"

Cursing angrily in his heart, he immediately gave up his plan to kill the soldier boy. He turned his eyes elsewhere, trying to use a powerful laser to directly kill those who controlled everything in the dark.

However, as soon as his gaze strayed even slightly, the soldier boy, who had lost his control, suddenly puffed up his chest and stood up.

The roar of an angry beast was recalled, and in Billy's horrified expression, the red beam of light, like half of the light cannon, was unleashed on him without reservation.

Rumble!

The roaring sound echoed continuously in the room.

Under the red light beam, Billy's superpowers were instantly suppressed. He suffered a terrifying blow from the front, and his body was completely transformed into a black and red wreckage.

And behind the black and red wreckage were large areas of collapsed walls and melted steel.

The power of the red weapon was beyond imagination, and the person in charge of the laboratory was very satisfied with the performance of the soldier boy: "Did you see it? He can suppress those damn superhuman abilities."

"With him, no matter how powerful Superman's abilities are, they are of no use. After his abilities are suppressed, his final end will not be much different from the pile of garbage in the corner."

The soldier boy showed off his power, which made the person in charge very happy: "Also, have you studied the handle dagger clearly?"

"Not yet, sir." A researcher stood up and said, "The main components of that dagger are no different from regular special alloys. The only difference is that there is another metal on the blade."

"That is a metal that has never been discovered before. Judging from the current research results, there is a special metal element in it. If this element is not found, it will be impossible to copy this dagger."

"Then go find it!"

"I'm sorry, sir. From the current point of view, this is almost impossible." The researcher said calmly: "That element does not follow the periodic table of elements at all. It cannot exist on the earth at all. It may come from the universe."

"And the only sample may be in Superman's hands."

As the researcher outputs steadily, the person in charge was very happy about the success of the Red Weapons Project before, but now he is very angry.

"enough!"

He shouted loudly and interrupted the researcher who kept giving bad news: "I want to know now, if that Superman had this kind of metal on his body, would you have any way to hurt him?"

The researchers looked at each other and then shook their heads: "Unless you use that dagger, we don't think any attack can directly penetrate the metal and hurt him."

"Not even red weapons?"

"There is not enough data to know for sure."

"Damn it!" the person in charge couldn't help but cursed angrily: "Go on, let the red weapon take the dagger, and we must ensure the success of the plan!"

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Watt Labs.

"PhD?"

"I have developed a new attack method." There was a hint of excitement in the doctor's eyes. He only needed to find a super human who met the conditions, and the super human would be affected by the inhibitor.

"you say."

The doctor nodded excitedly: "My plan is like this..."

Dimension Building.

At the end of the day, Lincoln returned to his mansion.

In the room where the display cabinets are neatly arranged, there are a few more nameplates belonging to the world of black robes.

[Item: blc red]

[Source: Black Robe Picket World]

[Effect: Inhibit compound No. 5’s superhuman abilities and harm superhumans. 】

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[Item: Anti-No. 5 Compound]

[Source: Black Robe Picket World]

[Function: Inhibiting the superhuman abilities of Compound No. 5.]

"Excellent plan and creation." Lincoln looked at the lit display cabinet with a smile in his eyes: "If others can work as hard as you, it won't be long before the display cabinets on the seventh floor are filled."

As he spoke, Lincoln also looked at the vibranium veins floating in the shopkeeper: "They actually think that using the weapons you made can hurt me. I'm really looking forward to the tournament!"

On the throne in the Dimension Building, Lincoln was like a high-altitude god who could see through the world. With a smile on his lips, he quietly waited for the arrival of the competition.

time flies.

A month is not a long time, especially for those people and organizations who have carefully prepared various means and plans.

As the host's impassioned voice fell, the much-anticipated first superhuman competition officially began.

On the huge island, amid the cheers of countless people, the superhumans began to take action, moving towards their own goals and separate interests.

There were many superhumans participating in the first Superhuman Competition, but their quality varied.

However, it is this uneven quality that makes some superhuman beings stand out at an unimaginable speed and become bright spots in the eyes of everyone around the world.

He is silent and can easily kill other contestants' Winter Soldiers with just a dagger.

The 'Witch' who controls the green light screen and can emit green beams of light with just a single movement of her hand, can make others retreat in just one move.

A former member of the Super Seven who was laid off and re-employed, a locomotive who runs wildly in the field with his super speed.

No matter who has any needs, it seems that he can find the super human he wants to see.

There are an extremely large number of superhumans participating, and for the sake of long-term interests, the Vought Group deliberately lengthened the entire competition process.

Therefore, it was not until dozens of days after the competition day that a real winner was finally born in the entire Superman Contest.

Not the taciturn Winter Soldier, nor the natural witch who controls the green energy, they are the second and third respectively.

The first place winner was a black man who had not been expected to win the championship before. He filled the vacancy left by Lokomotiv very well.

On the high platform, Lincoln looked at the winner from his seat, with a hint of anticipation and playfulness in his eyes: "It's been delayed for so long, and the next step should be the scene they planned...challenge me..."

On the podium, he received the trophy handed out by the motherland. The face of the black man who was lucky enough to win was filled with overflowing excitement. He was so happy that he couldn't formulate his own words until the host spoke.

"Champion, do you want to challenge Captain Superman? This is an honor that only belongs to the top three. Regardless of success or failure, you will become a superhuman who has fought Superman in a decisive battle. This is the supreme honor!"

The black man looked up at Lincoln, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "No need, I'm destined not to be Superman's opponent, so just let me watch."

There was a sound of sighs, and the host's face was full of disappointment, but he still walked towards the Witch and the Winter Soldier: "What about you? Do you want to give up the right to challenge Superman?"

"No! I want to challenge him!"

Cheers like a volcano erupted, and the Nature Witch's hands glowed with green light, and she fell onto the ring.

The Winter Soldier, who had been silent all this time, also grabbed the dagger in his hand and looked up at Lincoln.

The black gold battle uniform appeared on the surface of the body, and Lincoln's cape fluttered behind him. He fell to the ring and faced the two witches and Winter Soldiers.

Behind him, looking at the fluttering cloak, the motherland's eyes darkened and his fists slowly clenched.

Defeat Lincoln under the spotlight and get back his position and power. What a great plan!