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Chapter 278 The Birth of the Zombie Superman
Chapter 278 The Birth of the Zombie Superman
Superman lay down on a strange-looking machine.
At this moment, they are in a huge isolation room, surrounded by all kinds of scientific equipment.
Lucius took a deep breath.
"Mr. Clark Kent, I want you to know that you are currently lying on a modified cosmic treadmill. This thing was originally hidden under Reverse-Flash's wheelchair when he was disguised as the one-legged professor. Later, we took it off and modified it into a device that can transmit the Speed Force. Batman even used it when he was reading spellbooks..."
Lucius was rambling on and on; no one is not nervous when conducting an experiment or surgery that is "only possibly successful."
In particular, his patient was named Superman, Clark Kent.
"In conclusion, we have now figured out the cause of the disease."
Lucius said, "You were infected by Doomsday spores, and even after Batman removed them, they permanently altered your genetic structure."
"To put it simply," he paused, "a portion of your cells have permanently bonded with Doomsday spores, just as the process of becoming completely Doomsday-ified after using the Doomsday potion is similar."
He emphasized, "This should have been an irreversible process, but Batman forcibly interrupted it in some way. The Doomsday spores were forcibly extracted, but what about the cells that were bound to them?"
"Your cells are mutating."
Chen Tao continued, "Those cells were no longer intact because they had been stripped of the Doomsday spores; they became broken and withered. And what's worse, those already dead cells are still alive."
"They still retain some of the characteristics of the Doomsday cells, but at the same time, they also possess the ability to absorb the energy of the Yellow Sun and become stronger. Even when they are biologically dead, they can still manipulate their cells to keep them moving. Their original numbers were not many; in fact, they were pitifully few among the tens of thousands of cells in your body."
"The reason you lost your superpowers was actually your own cells' self-protective mechanism when facing those Doomsday cells," Chen Tao said. "It took us a while to figure out that those healthy, normal Kryptonian cells were accumulating the Yellow Sun's energy to fight back, gradually eradicating those abnormal cells in your body, until..."
"Until two days ago, when I suddenly regained my superpowers while facing a traffic accident, I flew high into the air and caught a tanker truck that was about to fall off a suspension bridge," Clark said. "After doing all that, I lost my superpowers again."
"You have overdrawn the yellow sun energy in your normal cells, making them unable to contain these dead, doomsday cells that have no doomsday spores."
These doomsday cells proliferate relentlessly within your body, spreading like cancer. They steal the yellow solar energy that originally belonged to normal, healthy cells, and rapidly grow themselves.
"So, you're going to die soon," Chen Tao said. "This is no joke. If we don't intervene, this is very likely to happen if your condition continues to deteriorate."
As he spoke, Chen Tao couldn't help but say:
"Damn it, what kind of Kryptonian cancer is this? You weren't that badly affected at first. In fact, you had so few Doomsday cells that you could even maintain basic superpowers like X-ray vision and the Bio-Field Veil. But you were too hasty. Even though you knew you didn't have any superpowers, you still rushed up and tried to stop that tanker truck that was about to fall off the bridge."
Chen Tao said, "You are forcing your cells to save your life. You are forcing them to return the power that was originally used to suppress those Doomsday cells to you so that you can save people, which is why your body has collapsed."
Clark remained silent for a moment.
I'm sorry.
He said, "I also have a vague feeling that my cells are doing something. But people need help."
Chen Tao sighed. What's done is done, and nothing he said could change anything.
Clark's problem was not in his plan. He originally intended to focus on curing Clark after dealing with Darkseid. Now that this has happened, he was truly caught off guard.
As Chen Tao thought this, he looked down and saw Clark, lying on the bed, turn his head to look at his girlfriend, Louise Lane, sitting outside the isolation room. It was a one-way window; only the person inside could see outside.
At this moment, the female reporter was sitting somewhat worried in a seat outside. Her left hand gently supported her stomach, while her right hand was fiddling with an imaginary rope.
Miss Louise, the famous reporter known for her fast-paced and energetic personality, who was always the type to start shouting at any moment, was surprisingly calm, which made Chen Tao feel a little uncomfortable.
He sighed, stood by the window, and his tone softened slightly:
"Are you really going to lie to Louise like this? You have absolutely no intention of telling her the truth about your body?"
Clark smiled.
"Louis is pregnant. Even if he knows what's wrong with my body, there's nothing he can do. I understand that feeling of helplessness, so it's better not to tell her. But it just makes you the bad guy who forces me to keep helping you."
"First of all, congratulations. Secondly, no, not at all," Chen Tao said. "Even if there were no problems with your health, once I have the time, I will start looking for ways to get you to help me."
He said sincerely, "Don't expect me to let you off so easily. I'm the only one who will retire."
Clark smiled but didn't say anything.
He knew Batman was joking.
Chen Tao continued, "But not now. Right now, nobody knows whether the Speed Force and the Reverse Speed Force will actually have any effect on your body. As far as I'm concerned, I won't take the risk unless your body is at that level... Never mind, there's no point in saying all this now—Lucius. It's time to begin."
"Um."
When Lucius was called by name, he came up, and his expression was somewhat solemn.
Chen Tao raised his wrist guard, and the communicator mounted on his arm armor lit up, displaying the time.
"The surgery will begin in 10 minutes," Chen Tao said, then turned and walked out of the room.
But instead of appearing beside Louis Lane along the corridor, he went to another room. There, the bald Bane was sitting cross-legged, like an old monk in deep meditation.
"Get up, stop meditating, Bane. I called you here not so you could meditate next to the operating room. If Lucius fails, I require you to use Rotten Black to temporarily stop the spread of Clark's injuries."
Chen Tao said, "For me, Clark's accident is an unacceptable outcome, do you understand?"
Bain nodded.
"Very good." Chen Tao said those few words hurriedly, and after getting the response he wanted, he immediately turned around and left without saying a word.
Entrusting everything to Lucius is not his style.
He always needs to have a backup plan for failure.
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In a dimension accessible only through a teleportation channel opened by the magic of the Meditation Mite.
This latitude is full of active volcanoes, and the air is filled with large amounts of sulfur and various gases.
This is the temporary refuge that Mite and Dr. Sivana found, and it is also a sufficiently secluded sanctuary.
At that very moment, the voice of the large insect, the Meditation Mite, rang out in the shelter.
"Hiss... Mechanical Superman is finished." The Mite had swelled to the size of an elephant. Due to absorbing too much magic power, its entire body had a translucent, balloon-like appearance. This made it look even more disgusting.
Standing before him was Reverse Lightning, wearing a yellow uniform and still stained with blood.
"You did a great job, Reverse-Flash. The information you brought has been a great help to us." Mite said this, then fell silent as if he were experiencing oxygen deprivation, uttering incoherent syllables before finally saying:
"The plan needs to be changed. We have completely lost the advantage that our allies' spies gave us, especially after our own spies were also eliminated."
He turned to Dr. Sivana beside him and said:
"We need to move on. Tell Steppenwolf we need his help to join us in killing the monsters we brought out of the Monster Land."
He said, "Only by summoning Darkseid can our side be certain of victory—"
brush!
Before Mite could finish speaking, Reverse Lightning vanished in front of him in a blur, but was immediately pulled back by a pre-prepared spell.
And the Mite of Confusion finally stopped pretending to be an idiot: "You noticed? Keen intuition, but it can't save you."
At this moment, Reverse Lightning was completely bound by pale blue transparent magic chains and had fallen into his palm, but the opponent was still desperately squeezing his body, making a whimpering sound.
"Don't blame me for wanting to catch you," said the Mite of Meditation. "I still don't understand what you're after. It's terrifying that someone with no ulterior motive would help me like this."
As he spoke, he tried to reach out or touch Reverse-Lightning, only to be astonished to find that Reverse-Lightning, bound by magical chains, was giving a sinister smile.
The Mite seemed to realize something and released its grip on Reverse Lightning's mouth.
"Absurd, utterly absurd. Although I had long suspected you might abandon me after using me, I never expected it to happen so quickly."
Reverse Lightning tilted its head back, and half of its body began to become transparent until it turned into pure air. A short while later, it vanished from the spot.
What the Mite of Meditation just caught was a remnant of the Speed Force.
(Note: This is an advanced technique using the Speed Force, allowing you to travel to the future two minutes in advance to aid you in battle.)
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Phew...!
As the hatch opened, Louis Lane saw a somewhat uneasy Batman and a pale-faced black man named Lucius following behind him.
Bain, with tubes inserted, followed the two of them out of the room, a flower growing on his head.
"What's wrong with you all?" Louis asked. "Where's Clark? Wasn't he... oh dear."
Louise stopped halfway through her sentence, her gaze passing over Bane's back and settling on Clark, before she couldn't help but utter a curse.
Because Clark's arms and body were perfectly fine, but his face was the only problem.
It turned into a rotting appearance, like a zombie.
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(End of this chapter)