Chapter 463 Those Who Were Once Great (Part 1)

Gray Mist, a mysterious symbiote created by Gnar, the god of symbiotes. Initially, Schiller believed that this symbiote might have been created by Gnar, the god of symbiotes, to get out of trouble.

But now it seems that this mysterious symbiote's ability actually goes far beyond helping Gnar escape from prison.

However, Schiller could also imagine that Gnar might have had more ambitions when he created this special symbiote. For example, he might want a more powerful body, or he might want to transform his life form. Upgrade yourself to a more advanced creature.

Schiller didn't know what kind of life form was perfect in the eyes of a Chaos Demon God like Gnar, but now it seemed that Gray Mist was infinitely close to this standard.

What kind of life form is the most perfect?

It is difficult to have a standard answer to this question, but the reason why Schiller feels that Gray Mist's life form is very close to perfection is because it has more possibilities than any other life form and has almost no weaknesses. His way of being is not his end, but his starting point.

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Since acquiring this symbiote, Schiller has discovered several characteristics of Gray Mist. The first is a repeater, the second is a picky eater, and the third is a heavy drinking habit.

Putting aside the first and third points, Gray Mist is indeed very picky. The average person's brain cannot arouse his interest at all. He doesn't even look at it. He will only be so smart with Bruce and Stark. The human brain is interested, or rather it is not a smart person, but a genius who is one in a million.

Of course, this was just the recipe for Gray Mist in his early childhood. At that time, he still retained some of the properties of an ordinary symbiote and would be interested in some special substances produced in the brain, but later on, he began to become more and more picky about food. .

During the incident of Gnar serving food, Gray Mist swallowed a large wave of energy from Gnar. Since then, he was not even interested in Stark's mind and thought about eating energy every day.

Since the energy that the gray mist devoured for the first time was the chaotic energy from the origin of the universe, he seemed to have become more picky about food because of this. Schiller had indeed not heard him cry out that he was hungry for a long time.

But this time, when Gray Mist faced the kryptonite that sealed the monster egg, he actually felt hungry. This made Schiller a little confused. Is there really something special about these kryptonites?

Perhaps there are traces of this, because even Doomsday, which is still in the egg, is not that easy to deal with, but the light emitted by these kryptonites greatly suppresses its life activities.

"Are you sure you really want to eat it? This stuff contains radiation. Are you sure you won't have diarrhea?"

"No!" Gray Fog swallowed hard in Schiller's mind.

"Okay, then let's think about how to get rid of this egg, and then dig out the kryptonite for you to eat..."

"You can move it!"

"The question is, where to move it? If you throw it into the sun or a black hole, it may hatch early. If it is moved to another safe place without kryptonite suppression, it may hatch soon... "

"Ring..." Gray Fog suddenly gave an answer that Schiller didn't expect.

"Ring? What ring? Oh, you mean, the ring you made before?"

Schiller quickly understood what Gray Fog meant. He lowered his head and looked at the gray ring on his hand.

When Schiller first chatted with Green Lantern, he copied one of Green Lantern's abilities. However, because Green Lantern's abilities came from Green Lantern, the system could not directly copy Green Lantern, so he copied an ability of Green Lantern's ring. , called "The World in the Ring".

Many people's understanding of Green Lantern may only be based on its relatively popular abilities such as emitting green light, teleporting, emitting light waves, etc. However, in fact, it is mentioned in the Green Lantern comics that Hal's Green Lantern Ring There is an independent world within it.

In the comics, Hal once shrunk his defeated opponents, then digitized them and stuffed them into the world in the Green Lantern ring. They could survive in that world indefinitely. Of course, Green Lantern Hal himself was once Trapped in the ring.

Schiller still remembers that when he first gained the ability to enter the ring world, he entered that world to take a look. After entering that world, he would appear on an empty island, and the bottom was shrouded in fog. There is a huge city, and there are even vague shadows of huge monsters.

At that time, Schiller had not yet completely stabilized in the two worlds of Marvel and DC. Therefore, exploring this ring world was placed very low on his schedule. To put it simply, it was abandoned. The back of my head.

With the existence of gray fog, Schiller does not need to use the ring world to store or move items. Therefore, he has not thought of this function for a long time. At this time, gray fog said that this function can be used to deal with the monster's eggs. , which indeed inspired Schiller.

He stood in the center of the platform, looking at the huge monster egg, thoughtfully.

He thought that in the comics, Hal used the energy of the green light to shrink the opponent without limit, then imprisoned him in a force field formed by his will, and then used a process similar to transcoding to put the opponent into the green light. Quiet the world.

But what Schiller owns is not a Green Lantern ring after all. It may be difficult to completely replicate the process of Green Lantern throwing people into the ring world. How to do it requires practice.

Seeing Schiller walking towards the monster egg, Lex and Bruce both stopped their exploration work and gathered towards him. Bruce came over and looked at Schiller and asked: "Do you have any idea?"

"I have some ideas, but whether they can be successful still needs to be tested. I suggest you leave here."

Schiller glanced at Clark. Clark had already withdrawn from the hole and was waiting in the corridor outside, because he was already too weak and might faint if he stayed here any longer.

Bruce didn't speak, and Lex didn't express his opinion. Schiller continued: "It's not that I don't want you to see this process, but because I am not completely sure, but you are all ordinary people..."

"Once something goes wrong during the experiment, such as the monster hatching in advance, or the radiation from kryptonite suddenly bursting out, both of you may die here..."

Bruce opened his mouth. He didn't seem to be resisting Schiller asking them to leave here. He looked at Schiller up and down, paused, and then looked at Schiller from head to toe. Schiller was looked at by him. Gotta have some hair on my back.

Just when Schiller was about to ask Bruce what he was looking at, Bruce said hesitantly: "...Are you suffering from an anxiety disorder?"

"I..." Schiller was stunned by his question.

"You look different than usual."

"What's the difference?"

Bruce pursed his lips and said, "If it were in the past, at the moment when I hesitated just now, you would have already started to bring out the psychology test results, internship opportunities, next semester homework, Wayne Manor home visit, Alfred and Elsa and... Dick and other topics came to threaten me..."

Schiller lowered his head and said to himself: "He... am I a devil?"

"Okay, okay..." Schiller stretched out his hand and said to Lex and Bruce: "The method I am thinking of has something to do with magic, so it is not your two professional fields, but I can explain it to you. The general principle.”

"In short, I have a special space, which is an independent world. I plan to move this egg into it, so that even if it hatches, it should not threaten the real world."

Bruce and Lex looked at each other, gave each other a look, then turned and started walking out.

Bruce supported Clark and left the underground cave with Rex, returning to the previous hall. Rex said to Bruce: "I know you left micro cameras on the way here, but this is the Metropolis after all, and it's me. The territory..."

"But we can talk," Bruce said with rare patience, perhaps due to his recognition of Lex's intelligence and his willingness to explain things to someone as smart as himself.

At this time, Clark finally felt better after leaving the underground cave filled with kryptonite radiation. However, the walls of this hall were still full of kryptonite, even the corridor he left was full of kryptonite.

Clark felt very uncomfortable after being in a weak state for a long time. He just wanted to leave here now. In addition, he couldn't understand and wasn't interested in what Bruce and Lex were talking about, so he planned to wait on the ground first. Wait, wait until Professor Schiller solves the egg, and then find a way to solve the underground radiation problem.

So, he started to walk out, while Bruce and Lex were negotiating an important part and did not pay attention to him. Clark just dragged his weak body to the cellar.

While in the cellar, the radiation was no longer as severe as before, so Clark regained some strength. Although he was still a little weak, he was able to use various abilities.

This made him feel a little better, so he stood at the cellar exit, pushed open the cellar door, and took off directly.

The moment he soared into the air, he heard the sound of "swish, swish, swish" gunshots, and then he saw countless agents rushing out of the surrounding bushes, bullets pouring on the cellar door as if they were free of money. .

From the agent's perspective, after the cellar door opened, everyone adjusted their sights and pointed their guns at the cellar door. This ensured that if someone came out, they could hit him immediately.

When ordinary people leave the cellar, they should climb up through the ladder. When they first come out, the speed is very slow. A few bullets can kill them.

But Clark was different. He flew out directly, and he flew very fast. The agents just saw a figure rushing out, and they instinctively fired, but by this time, Clark had already flown several meters into the air.

Clark was stunned for a moment, and then endless anger engulfed him. Superman is just and kind, not without temper.

First, he came to put out a fire and was trapped here, and then he was shot and attacked by a group of agents for no apparent reason. He had a fight with them. After returning to the room and falling asleep, he had an extremely sad nightmare. No matter how good-tempered Clark was, , and his patience has been exhausted.

Alfred and Keira, who were watching all this from the window on the sixth floor of the manor, frowned at the same time.

Alfred was very confident that Bruce would never fall into such a childish trap. To be honest, the firepower of this group of agents was not as strong as the daily gang fights on Elizabeth Street in Gotham.

Not to mention Batman who dared to seek justice in Gotham at night, even ordinary people in Gotham could avoid this level of firepower, otherwise they would have died countless times.

But Bruce's way of breaking the situation made Alfred confused. Where did this flying man come from?

At this moment, they saw that all the bullets fired by the agents were condensed in the air.

Then, an irresistible circular airflow swept away from Clark's body, and everything around him flew backwards.

In the eyes of the agents who fell to the ground, Clark instantly took off like a rocket, and in the flying snow, he descended like a god.