socalfunplaces Chapter 125 Batman: High-Speed Bullets
Chapter 125 Batman: High-Speed Bullets
Chapter 125 Batman: High-Speed Bullets (Waaaaah, please read on!)
Rudy Jones is on the run.
Parasites are such weak creatures: they become weak immediately once they can no longer absorb enough energy.
That strange, mud-and-sand man was practically his natural counter. He now understood that there wasn't a single living person in the entire town; they were all transformed from this mud-and-sand monster.
That's really damn bad.
What kind of scary wax museum is this?
Rudy Jones was on all fours, feeling like he was about to degenerate from hunger.
I really can't run anymore...
He turned his head and saw dozens of strange, giant mud monsters with crooked mouths and distorted eyes chasing after him: "Catch that monster!!"
You're the monster!
Rudy Jones turned and ran.
As he was running, he suddenly slammed on the brakes.
and many more!
What is this? How did I get here? It smells so good!
Rudy Jones looked up in a daze, his gaze instantly spanning several kilometers to see a convoy moving in an orderly fashion on a parallel road not far away, as if it were escorting something.
He immediately turned around and ran towards that direction.
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Looking at General Zod, who had been invited back with a sour face, Chen Tao anxiously sniffed him left and right, but nothing happened.
General Zod felt a chill run down his spine from the smell: "What are you doing?"
Chen Tao's face broke into a friendly smile once again: "See, I was just kidding with you."
He forcibly helped the two staggering figures up from the ground: "I genuinely want to let you go."
General Zod looked at him suspiciously.
Chen Tao raised three fingers and swore, "If I'm lying, may my parents turn into green plant zombies, hopping and skipping as they are dissected on the lab table!"
Dozens of kilometers away, Poison Ivy finally managed to pin her two boisterous parents down on the dissection table after a great deal of effort.
"And you can't even dissect it; you have to wear a welder's mask and use an electric drill!"
Poison Ivy put on a welder's mask, pulled out a drill, and started drilling into Martha's neck, sending sawdust flying. She cursed, "Damn it, what's going on? These two zombies' necks are getting stiffer and stiffer!"
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Clark whispered in Chen Tao's ear and asked, "To be honest, my super brain doesn't quite understand what's going on."
"A method that can make me stronger," Chen Tao told him. "Just listen to me first."
They stared at each other for a moment.
Finally, the farm boy scratched his head: "Okay. But we can't waste too much time."
Chen Tao turned his head and, with a pained expression, lied:
"My own parents, you know? Oh, true Kryptonians are genetically engineered beings created using the Codex, so they don't have parents... Parents are the closest people in the world. I'm serious, I wouldn't lie to you. I was just joking with you earlier."
General Zod recalled Superman's attitude after he thought he had killed the old Earth woman, and reluctantly believed him.
So when General Zod was dragged back by Clark Kent like a chick for the second time, his face turned into a mixture of liver and green.
"Karl El! You actually listen to this Earthling like a servant, helping him to humiliate your fellow human beings?!"
Superman nodded earnestly: "Yes, that's right."
Zod was even angrier.
Chen Tao immediately rushed over to explain.
A few minutes later, Zod was brought back for the third time.
He acted like a dull-witted person with Down syndrome. But this outward characteristic immediately turned into rage after Chen Tao slapped him.
carry on.
The fourth time, Zod tried to escape by spitting kryptonite at Clark, and was rewarded with a large, apologetic bag.
On the fifth attempt, Zod finally collapsed to the ground, stripped off his armor, and refused to run away no matter what.
[Warning! Warning! Anchored item detected!]
[Acquired: General Zod's Armor]
[Introduction: The last ambitious general of Krypton arrives on Earth, but suffers an unprecedented and devastating defeat.]
After enduring the enemy's inhumane torture, the proud general finally gave up resistance. He also relinquished his resolve to escape. [You might be able to use it to summon Batman from a parallel universe.]
But can something that is summoned because of a determination to give up something be anything truly orthodox and infallible?
"I give up, I'm not playing anymore."
[Crisis energy converted: 217]
[Your current Crisis Energy Units: 325]
[Warning: Downloading a file that targets Batman.]
【Speedy Bullet Bat】
[Danger Level: B]
Kal-El's spaceship landed in Gotham, and he became Bruce Wayne in this world. Twenty years after his parents were murdered in Crime Alley, he was told the truth about his origins and became Batman.
He defeated the Joker, who was actually Lex Luthor, and because Batman represented darkness and fear in Gotham, he began to become Superman, representing hope and light, in Metropolis.
hiss……
Does Bruce Wayne in this universe, who is Superman by day and Batman by night, not need to sleep?
It seems that it is indeed unnecessary.
Chen Tao mentally gave it a thumbs up. Great idea! He had been wondering how to convince Superman to take over his job, and now he'd even been given the standard operating procedure.
[Immediately consume 160 Crisis Energy to synchronize?]
[WARNING! WARNING! The Batman in this parallel universe is far too powerful, and will severely damage Batman's morality and reduce his sanity to an extreme level!]
[Warning! Warning! Batman's danger level detected: F]
[At his current level, Batman is incapable of withstanding the contamination from a Batman of B-grade danger!]
[Activating mandatory protocol protection strategy: overcharge protection]
[Batman #52, the protocol will automatically protect your sanity from damage. At your current danger level, you can only synchronize with "Bulletbat" for a maximum of ten minutes.]
Chen Tao straightened up.
"Superman, I remember you decided to exile Zod and the others to the Phantom Zone, didn't you?"
"Yes," Clark said.
Chen Tao glanced at the soldiers around him.
"Then why don't you take them to Lonely Fortress now and imprison them? Leaving them here will only cause more trouble."
Clark said, "And that monster..."
"It's Doomsday."
Chen Tao told him, "I'll handle that."
Clark had guessed what Chen Tao would do, but he didn't know exactly what he would do.
Chen Tao slowly reached out his hand.
He sighed.
"That's ridiculous. Doomsday... "
Silvery-white particles swirled from the soles of his feet, turning his jet-black Batman cape blue.
"I hate unplanned things the most."
Chen Tao stepped out of the tent, his voice deep and heavy: "Bring the device from Lonely Fortress that can banish the enemy into the Phantom Zone. We might not be able to kill Doomsday. Prepare for the last, worst."
Silvery-white particles meandered and lingered on his body, enveloping his buttocks and chin, smearing him with a different appearance.
Soon, Batman, dressed in a dark blue bodysuit, replaced the original Black Bat and stood in place. The bat symbol was still on his chest, but his mask completely covered his head, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Clark saw him hovering, using the exact same bio-field—which immediately terrified the small-town boy.
Well, the main reason he was so shocked was that the other person's full-coverage mask was so unique that he accidentally used his X-ray vision to see through it and found a face that looked exactly like his own under the mask.
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That makes sense, actually. Bruce Wayne in Bullet Universe is actually the adopted Kal-El, so how could their faces be different?
But this caused great confusion for our poor Clark Kent.
"What are you still standing there for?"
Chen Tao asked him.
Clark was slightly annoyed by his own shout. He took off sullenly, carrying the two Kryptonians on his left and right.
Chen Tao flew into the sky and made a phone call.
He never intended to fight the Sun of Doom single-handedly. He planned to call in Clayface for help, and Lex Luthor couldn't be left out either…
But the mud-faced man's words surprised him.
The parasite attacked the convoy transporting the female Kryptonian Fiora, drained her dry, and is now hunting down the Mudman.
Shouldn't we treat our lovely parasite to a big meal?
Chen Tao immediately changed direction and flew towards the location of the mud-faced man.
Of course, he also pulled out his Bat-Communicator and called Lex Luthor.
How could Lai Tu not lend a hand in something like this?
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Let's turn our attention to Lex Luthor.
His situation, however, looked very bad.
Black, with his purple hair, had just shielded Lex Luthor from Brainiac's mental attack. He broke free of the massive computer and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and bleeding profusely.
Just as Luther was feeling triumphant and thought he was the victor, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and Brainiac's voice echoed in his mind.
"Lex Luthor, do you really think you're getting away unscathed?"
Luther was taken aback and clutched his head in surprise.
"How did you end up in my head...Brainiac?"
While feigning surprise and uttering this nonsense, he immediately rushed to the wall and pressed his hand against the smooth surface.
As the wall flipped, another enormous mechanical computer immediately appeared behind it.
After Luther operated it for a while, dozens of densely packed mechanical tentacles were attached to his bald head.
Even though his series of movements were very fast, it still took him more than 10 seconds due to the limitations of his human body.
"Relax, relax, Lex. If I wanted to control you, I would have done it already, but I can't. You don't need to be so tense."
Luther scoffed at what the other person was saying.
Beneath his bald head, his mind raced, trying to figure out where he had missed and how Brainiac had managed to do it.
"It's just some minor propagating pheromone isotopic resonance. It's not something I can control or do to you, Lex. To be honest, I just want to talk to you."
Brainiac sat on his skull-shaped throne in the depths of space, his fingers interlaced, a look of keen interest on his face: "By the way, your human body language and facial expressions are quite interesting; I've been trying to imitate them lately."
"Just say what you have to say."
While talking to Brainiac to calm him down, Lex Luthor kept operating the huge mechanical computer, trying to figure out how Brainiac had implanted these things in his brain.
He was extremely careful, but he still fell into their trap.
But he soon realized that Brainiac was not lying. It was not mind control or brain interference, but simply a megaphone. The technology used to achieve this might be complex, but the way it was presented was as simple as amplifying sound by connecting two paper cups with a cotton thread.
He can cut off communication at any time if he wants.
So he abandoned his seemingly ridiculous self-examination, plopped down, and a hidden chair immediately floated up from the ground for him to sit on: "What can I do for you, Brainiac?"
"I've noticed that guy on your planet who calls himself Batman and that Kryptonian—you call him Superman, right?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
"What I mean is, I find it hard to imagine how you could turn a blind eye to the threat posed by Superman."
This statement slightly offended Lex Luthor, but the other man was clearly no fool; his expression darkened.
"You are now the enemy of the entire planet. The Earth will never become a collection in your collection, and so far, Superman has been able to help the people of Earth."
Even a kindergartener could use such a low-level divisive tactic, Brainiac. If you're going to spout this nonsense, then stop now. Do you think I'd listen to you and act like an idiot, rushing to fight Superman so you can reap the benefits?
But he didn't hang up the "phone." Reason prevailed, and emotion was at play; Brainiac knew perfectly well what the other person was thinking.
"Essentially, whether you call him Superman or Grandma's Peach Tea, he is essentially an alien, not a human, just like me."
Brainiac said:
"I bet you've already studied Superman inside and out, haven't you? He can be charged by sunlight, like a giant battery."
The green alien even perfectly mimicked the astonished tone of those Superman worshippers, deliberately provoking the bald man's nerves:
"My God, have you seen him? His energy is inexhaustible. And I can tell you definitively, based on my years of dissecting Kryptonians, their intelligence is not low, at least far surpassing that of Earthlings. After discovering Superman on Earth, I even conducted experiments using Kryptonian cells; the lifespan of Kryptonians on Earth is practically infinite—"
"As long as he doesn't go so far as to let Doomsday pierce his heart or force himself to eat kryptonite, he'll definitely live a long time, at least longer than any human leader."
Brainiac concluded:
"Therefore, as long as he stays on Earth long enough, he will inevitably crush others in terms of intelligence, energy, experience, lifespan, and morality, gradually and thoroughly, overwhelming all Earthlings with a dimensional reduction attack."
And please note, this dominance isn't a single point, not a year, but forever, not to mention his fist that can even the strongest. He's not a pretentious false god; this is truly his nature.
"So the question is, what's the difference between Superman and me?"
And recommending friends' books!
Book Title: I Can Dataficate Spirit Control
Synopsis: Under the red moon, monsters roam freely. Humans wield the power of "spirits" to defend their territory, establishing a sanctuary beyond the demonic tide, becoming humanity's last sanctuary!
This is a world of spirits with extraordinary power, where all things possess a spirit, and spirit masters can control all the spirits in the world!
Elves, beast tamers, magical artifacts, the undead, and even... gods!
Programmer Chen Guangming travels through time and awakens his special talent for "spiritual programming," gaining the power to edit everything with spiritual code!
From then on, "spirits" that existed only in fantasy were created: there were dragons of order that wielded the power of data and transcended the ordinary; there were lords of chaos who carried a benevolent will and opened the beginning and the end; and there were abyssal demons that possessed the power to devour all things and existed eternally!
To burn oneself to change the world—that is the ultimate destiny of a programmer!
(End of this chapter)