pertwk Chapter 140 The Master of Slaughtering Teammates is Ready
Chapter 140 The Master of Slaughtering Teammates is Ready
Chapter 140 The Master of Slaughtering Teammates is Ready
Metropolis, inside Lucius's luxurious laboratory.
"The Doomsday Spore is an extremely, extremely dangerous synthetic biological weapon. Every time I observe a cell that has been infected by it, I am amazed by the destructive power of this organism."
As Lucius explained, he operated the computer for a while, and then a three-dimensional image of Doomsday appeared in front of Chen Tao.
"This guy has no internal organs, no digestive system, and lives purely by absorbing energy. His abilities include, but are not limited to, self-healing, incredible strength, and..."
"Can you make what I asked you to make?" Chen Tao interrupted his introduction without any politeness.
To be honest, Lucius's understanding of Doomsday is still a bit inferior to his. After all, one's conclusions are based purely on laboratory dissections and research, while the other directly reads the comic book setting; the two are completely incomparable.
Lucius didn't directly answer Chen Tao's question; instead, he asked, "Does Alfred know about this?"
Chen Tao responded with silence.
Lucius said slowly, "At first I thought Alfred knew all about this, after all, you've supported each other for so many years, there's almost nothing Alfred doesn't know. What I mean is..."
"You always have all sorts of plans, some I know, some I don't. I know it's something Batman does all the time, but... didn't you ever consider that you might mess things up?"
"You didn't tell Alfred anything, you left Tim in Gotham City, forced him to go to school, and made him give up being Robin... You're protecting them as much as you can, but have you ever thought that if something happens to you one day, won't they blame themselves for not being able to help you in the slightest?"
But he didn't receive a reply from Batman.
After a long silence, he heard the other person say, "So, did you do what I asked you to do?"
Lucius sighed. "I came to you precisely because I succeeded in doing it."
He walked to the wall and found a hidden keypad. He first entered the password, and then continued to enter multiple biometric information such as his iris and fingerprint. The wall then opened—a hidden wall design typical of the bat family.
Inside was a large safe welded to the ground.
Lucius opened it, and inside was a smaller safe.
After going through the nested loops for ages, Lucius finally entered the last password, then took out a vial of blue potion from the innermost safe, which was no bigger than a basketball, and handed it to Chen Tao:
"This is the answer you've been searching for."
Chen Tao took it and lifted it up.
The medicine took on a captivating, dangerous aquamarine hue under the light.
"Intravenous injection, it will take effect in 10 seconds. I want you to know that this stuff could very well kill you outright," Lucius said.
"But it could also help you become Doomsday."
He handed over three more doses of medicine: "These are the antidote, which will turn you back from a monster into a normal human. The needles are made of kryptonite. Use the first dose in one minute, the second dose in three minutes, and the last dose in ten minutes."
Lucius warned:
"Not a second can be off. Otherwise, all your muscles will become fibrotic, followed by your soft internal organs becoming bony, turning you into a complete decoration. Did I tell you that Doomsday doesn't need these digestive organs and cardiopulmonary systems?"
Lucius continued, "Even so, there's a risk of death. Bruce, I know you have some amazing abilities, like shapeshifting, but after being injected with the Doomsday Virus, the intense pain will make it impossible for you to use those transformations. Besides, those transformations of unknown origin won't improve your physical problems after you revert to your original form."
Lucius warned, "Be careful, if you don't turn back within the time the antidote is effective, the Doomsday virus's transformation of you will become permanent! Don't think that just because you've become ugly you'll get superpowers for free."
"Over the next few weeks, you will become extremely irritable, followed by the gradual disappearance of all your memories, as if you were developing Alzheimer's. The world will gradually lose its color in your view, and then soon, 'you' will cease to exist, ultimately transforming into a complete monster..."
Lucius said, "I really don't know if it was right or wrong of me to give you this drug that's almost suicidal..."
"As long as you take the antidote within the specified time, there won't be any problems." Chen Tao took it immediately. "It's better to be safe than sorry. I may not need it, but I can't be without it."
He applied the medication to his chest, and then his chest transformed into a nanobot that swallowed the drug whole, spitting it out at his waist and stuffing it into his pouch. Chen Tao continued:
"Another thing. How's your investigation of the Mad Hatter's memory device coming along?"
"I've solved it," Lucius replied. "I modified his hat to maintain its ability to weave shallow memories."
He explained, "The Mad Hatter's hat has the ability to weave false memories. What I'm doing now is covering the real memories with these false memories that the Mad Hatter would have used to replace the real ones, and then using the memory-reading function, what I read are the false memories."
"It's a simple trick," he said, "but if nothing unexpected happens, it's enough to fool those telepaths, provided their telepathic abilities are based on the same principle as the Mad Hatter's machine-based mind-reading."
Lucius paused for a moment, then said, "Actually, after I finished making this set of fake memories, it suddenly occurred to me."
He clicked his tongue:
"The more someone relies on telepathy, the more they tend to trust their superpowers. If this memory-faking technique becomes widely used, it will have a significant impact on those with telepathic abilities. You know, it's like proving to them that everything they see isn't real, just like in 'The Truman Show'."
(Note: The male protagonist of this film is an orphan whose parents and relatives are all actors. His life is a pre-planned, large-scale reality TV show.)
"If we prove to him that memories can be faked, then he, who has always used memories as the standard for judging his actions, will doubt his own memories, and then fall into a vicious cycle of skepticism, and embark on self-destruction—ah, well, this is just a possibility."
Lucius waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, I was just doing a random deduction."
He suddenly turned his head and was startled to see Batman still standing there.
"You haven't left yet?"
"There's one more thing," Chen Tao told him. "In the meantime, I'll modify that set of kryptonite-powered armor that I stole from Luther and the government. We'll be using it soon."
Lucius heard Batman say, "I require you to change this machine from being powered solely by kryptonite to a hybrid system that combines kryptonite and an energy reactor, like a hybrid electric vehicle."
“Okay,” Lucius said. “These aren’t difficult, but what I’m curious about is what new plan you have that you intend to keep from Alfred?”
There was no response from behind.
Lucius turned his head, and Batman behind him had already disappeared.
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"Is what I ordered ready?"
Poison Ivy was standing in her open-air, transparent greenhouse, admiring the children she had painstakingly raised, when she suddenly heard Batman's voice, and her face fell.
"It's done." She waved her hand impatiently, and then the vines beside her snaked out and handed Batman a vial of green medicine.
Ivy turned around and saw that above Batman's head was the ventilation door at the top of the transparent greenhouse, from which he had probably landed.
"The toxins, mixed with kryptonite, are specially amplified in effectiveness, making them 20 times more potent than when I controlled ordinary people," Poison Ivy said.
"To ensure effectiveness, I didn't make it into the lipstick style I used to give Harley Quinn; instead, I made it for oral consumption."
She said:
"Take a sip, then smear it in your mouth to mix the medicine thoroughly with your saliva. Remember to mix it thoroughly for at least five or six seconds. Otherwise, if the biological information is not fully absorbed by the medicine, the other person will be confused about who to listen to after the medicine takes effect, and will stand there like a block of wood."
Chen Tao listened and nodded, "Mmm, and then?"
Poison Ivy shrugged.
"Then you give the person you want to control a French kiss, put the drug in their mouth, and it will take effect in a second and a half. No matter what you ask them to do, they will obey orders. Even if you ask them to sell their ass, they will rush to it without hesitation."
"..."
Chen Tao looked troubled.
"Does kissing have to be part of the process? I mean, if the essence is simply getting the other person to drink a potion mixed with my saliva, then..."
Poison Ivy said, "If you just spit it back into the bottle and then have the other person drink it, the effect will be the same."
"But in my opinion, kissing someone directly is more likely to be effective because they won't resist and it's more efficient when you're trying to control them. That's what we used to do, including when I gave Harley the lipstick I used to control people."
Chen Tao glanced at him sideways.
He suspected the woman was deliberately making fun of him, but he had no proof.
Do you want to hear what you're saying?
I've already given you kryptonite and helped you infiltrate the area, can't you guess who I want to control?
He was still somewhat unwilling to give up: "If I had mixed it with saliva beforehand..."
He had thought about it; if that worked, he would produce a few hundred milliliters, and then…
"Of course not," Poison Ivy replied. "The key to bio-information collection is accuracy. I'll say it again, doing it this way will only confuse the controlled individuals about who they should listen to."
"Intravenous injection is fine, isn't it?"
"Can."
"That's fine then."
Chen Tao decided to use the kryptonite syringe directly at that time.
He rubbed his temples. "Okay, I got it. Another thing: my parents..."
"The research on those two giant zombies is making no progress." Speaking of this, Ivy slumped into her seat, somewhat dejected. "They're just byproducts of creation. I've basically figured out the principles behind their existence, but it's very difficult to replicate them. You know, this kind of extraordinary fusion must be a coincidence within a coincidence; every great discovery is a miracle. Many things aren't so easily replicated by discovering their patterns, just like you and me."
Poison Ivy said, "But I've studied it very thoroughly, and I'm almost at the point of figuring out how they were created. If you could bring me the person who created these two corpses, I think my experiments would have an explosive breakthrough."
Poison Ivy picked up her mug and took a sip of coffee. The mug read:
Keep it up, plants! Humans are the best fertilizer!
She said, "By the way, to motivate my experiments, those reforestation projects in Africa have received some support from local farmers..."
Then she turned her head and saw that Batman, who was standing in the same spot, was gone.
"Oh, come on."
She muttered to herself:
"This is unbelievable."
Ivy clapped her hands, and then the two zombie parents were pulled out from the layers of plants.
Ivy originally wanted to kick the zombie to vent her anger over working overtime for many days, but when she saw the zombie looking at her with a puzzled expression and making a questioning sound like "Roar?", she couldn't bring herself to kick it.
"Fine, fine, I'm going to be tortured by you guys all along anyway." Poison Ivy manipulated her vines to lift up the two zombies. "Let's continue today's experiment."
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"Are you the guy codenamed 'Red Center'?"
The four members of the Extreme Alliance sat in their base. Since they had wiped out both governments, they had become the kings of both countries.
At this moment, Blake, with his purple hair, scrutinized the interviewees on the screen.
"All I know right now is your secret code name in the dark world; I don't even know your real nickname yet."
Blake said, "Give me a reason to accept you."
"My name is Red Hood. And the reason is—" The next second, what the other person said made Black's heart flutter: "I have a kryptonite-powered mech here, which is exactly what Superman is designed for."
He heard the other person say, "Yes, you'll recognize me quickly. I'm Bane and his little ally. But you know I never associate with criminals. During my time in Gotham, I killed a lot of drug dealers. You can look that up all you want. I have only one request."
Red Hood said, "After dealing with these criminals, I'll have the opportunity to execute them myself."
Blake crossed his arms.
I don't really trust you.
"Unless I let you read my memories. I know." Then he heard the red-hooded figure on the screen say, "I'm right here at your doorstep."
He heard Red Hood say, "Please believe me, I genuinely want to be your teammate."
(End of this chapter)