I, the younger brother of Superman, got the Thanos template

Chapter 110 The metal that can give people superpowers
David was not interested in Clark's proposal.

He just wants to protect his family well, and he has no intention of being a superhero like Clark, running around for strangers he doesn't know, and encountering misunderstandings and suspicions from time to time, and even occasional moral kidnapping.

"And, among other things, you never liked the way I did things.

I'm afraid that not long after the establishment of the so-called vigilante group, you will fight me for preventing me from doing anything. "

David stood up from the recliner and glanced at Clark.

"I don't want my parents to be worried when they see us shooting at each other."

He patted him on the shoulder.

"So... it's still free."

Clark, who was holding a coffee, was silent for a while.

My younger brother broke into the military base to save himself. I didn't want him to hurt the soldiers who fired at him, and I always wanted to leave with him quickly, lest more people die under his hands. Did I go too far?

"Remember Lex Luthor?"

"remember."

Clark looked up, not understanding why David suddenly brought up this matter.

He saved Lex Luthor's life, if it wasn't for the pickup truck he sent, by chance, he would not have known his life experience so quickly.

"Lex has stopped appearing in the town recently. His father, Lionel Luthor, had a car accident not long ago. He took over his father's group, and he should be in the midst of a heavy blow and the group's affairs."

Clark looked sympathetically.

"I'm not asking about the news that was published in the newspaper earlier."

David shook his head.

Luther's situation was a bit weird yesterday, which made people care.

He is a genius in technology, and the armor he invented is very powerful if it is not facing Superman.

But yesterday, the bionic robot, which was almost fake and real, far surpassed the normal technology of human beings, and it shouldn't be something that the young Luthor could create.

"Now the matter is over, there was a night last night for you to think about what happened yesterday.

You should be able to see that what happened yesterday was a conspiracy against you. "

David told what he saw yesterday.

"I met Luther at the military base yesterday. I suspect that he is the planner who used the lives of a trainload of people as bait to get you into the trap."

Clark frowned for a moment, revealing memories.

"Yesterday I heard that sound very familiar, even though it was distorted through the speaker conversion.

Looking back now, it looks a bit like Lex. "

In fact, he is [-]% sure after comparing his brain memories.

There were nearly a thousand lives on that train, and it was unbelievable that someone would be so insane, or someone he had saved lives, and it made him feel bad.

"However, it seems that he was not the one who was at the base yesterday."

No heartbeat, no blood flow...it couldn't be a normal creature.

"That's just a robot."

David nodded in affirmation of his discovery.

"robot?"

"David, what do you want me to do?"

Clark listened to his brother's words and guessed that he should have something for himself to do.

"Looking at Luther, I promised yesterday that he would only live in a dark gutter forever.

But I have more important things than staring at him for now. "

"As long as he appears in front of the public as a robot, destroy him."

Clark wouldn't easily commit murder, but Luthor didn't have the courage to appear in public in his real body.

"no problem."

Hearing that his younger brother actually asked him to do something, Clark couldn't wait to agree.

"However, speaking of it, I was the cause of this incident." His shoulders drooped slightly.

If it's just a robot, he doesn't have any psychological burden. He will find out whether Luther planned what happened yesterday and made people actually plant the bomb.

"When the evidence is found, I'm not limited to staring at him. I will personally send Luther to prison."

Clark clenched his fists.

"That man is cunning.

You may not be able to find it. "

David shook his head, not very optimistic that Superman could find evidence casually: "Especially the military involved in that incident."

"..."

Clark remained silent. He was not a naive child. He knew that everything involving officials and politics would become complicated. After all, the judge in charge of trial and sentencing was part of a huge machine called the federal government.

"Speaking of the military, before I go on a tour, I'm going to visit someone."

David whispered to himself.

The changeable Prometheus metal can give people superpowers. He glanced into the room, and his eyes flashed again.

"who?"

……

The United States, Mexico, a five-story modern villa located by the lake, a standing white dish-shaped building, full of streamlined beauty and high-tech sense from head to toe.

"Everything is normal in the southeast a4 area."

An elite bodyguard in black led a hound to patrol the forest by the lake, and communicated through pocket earphones whether there was any abnormality at all times.

"b14 is normal..."

The security defense here is even better than that of the president of a small country.

Because the owner of this lakeside villa is Steve Dayton, one of the richest men in the world. He is a well-known industrial tycoon in the world. His group involves military, medical, automobile, rocket and other industries. Factories are located all over the world.

in the laboratory.

The middle-aged Steve Dayton looks like he hasn't slept for several days and nights, his hair is messy like a bird's nest, and his eyes have thick dark circles. The aggressive image doesn't quite fit.

His eyes were bloodshot, but the exhaustion on his face could not hide his excitement.

"It's done, my masterpiece."

After completing the last solder joint, he took off the eyepiece, and looked at a helmet in front of him as if he were sizing up the most precious treasure in the world.

On the test bench, a silver titanium alloy helmet lay there quietly. It looked like a ski helmet that can be seen everywhere, but only Steve Dayton, who invented it himself, knew that the technology contained in this helmet .

It involves the most mysterious areas of human beings - brain and spirit.

"As long as you wear it, you can strengthen your brain function, stimulate your mental energy, and achieve telepathy and even the ability to control your mind."

The result of painstaking efforts was finally completed. Looking at the helmet, Steve's mouth was dry for a while, he took the water glass next to him and drank wildly, wiped his mouth vigorously, and stretched out his hands deeply, ready to try it on.

"Steve Dayton, you not only have a strong business mind, but you are also a genius inventor."

A young and magnetic voice suddenly came.

"But it's a bit reckless to do so."

Trembling all over, like a frightened rabbit, Steve turned his head abruptly to see a young figure leaning against the wall with arms folded, looking at him in a relaxed and casual manner.

It seems that this is not the underground secret laboratory he built with a cost of hundreds of millions of dollars, but the entrance of a random supermarket on the street.

The surface of that person exudes a deep purple light, and the whole person looks like a purple humanoid celestial body.

"Purple light man?"

When an outsider invaded the laboratory, Steve's pupils shrank, he hurriedly put on the helmet on the table, and pressed the button, a red light appeared in the gap of the helmet. He was slightly relieved, regained some confidence, and said with a smile.

"I didn't bring Superman here, what did you come to me for?"

"You know me?"

For the simple and casual nickname of Ziguangren, David has not thought about debuting as a superhero for the time being, so the title doesn't matter.

"I remember that I just appeared in front of everyone yesterday. It seems that you have always been concerned about supernatural things?"

He glanced at Steve's newly invented helmet.

"of course."

His palms were sweating for a while, Steve kept smiling, and secretly tried to use the spiritual power amplified by the helmet, trying to read David's mind.

This monster who can single-handedly capture a military base and defeat the No. [-] armor, came to him for what to do.

But after a lot of hard work, sweat broke out on his forehead due to the exertion, his face became constipated, and he didn't read anything.

"Could it be that my spiritual augmentation helmet failed?

impossible! "

Steve stared, unable to accept that his years of research results were a failure.

"Your helmet is fine, it's just too weak."

David's casual words made Steve's face darken.

(End of this chapter)