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

Chapter 196 Captain Atom and Major Mighty (4k)

"Ladies and gentlemen."

A gentle and clear voice sounded on the White House lawn. The middle-aged White House spokesman wearing glasses glanced sharply at the gathered media.

"The previous solar crisis triggered heated discussions across the country. Citizens in various states doubted whether the federal government had the ability to protect them. Some people even said they wanted some civilian superhero organizations to replace the role of the United Nations in mediating international disputes and maintaining world peace. "

"I want to say this is ridiculous, stupid." He knocked on the table in front of countless cameras flashing like crazy.

"Superheroes are a group of people who rely on dangerous technology and superpowers to travel outside the law. If these people are allowed to take power and make rules at will, the United States and the world will really not be far away from chaos and crisis."

"Transcendence, Superman, Wonder Woman, Batman...if they are the most outstanding heroes in the world, then we have always been our military personnel who legally protect the security of the country and citizens and maintain world order in accordance with the rights granted to them by the Constitution. What is it?"

The names of the heroes of the Justice League were named one by one. The White House spokesperson looked around the audience with a falcon-like gaze, and his tone of indignation was intense, as if he was indignant for the unknown heroes who had not been noticed. For a moment, no one dared to reply.

Everyone in the media industry looked at each other in shock. In the past, the White House had always avoided talking about superheroes, but now it refuted their achievements in public. For some reason, they felt a suffocating feeling about the coming storm.

"Now, on behalf of the federal government, on behalf of the White House, and on behalf of the President, let me introduce to you America's true superheroes."

With a sonorous and powerful sentence that set the tone for the speech, the White House spokesperson stretched out his hand to signal everyone to look back.

Several figures wearing powerful battle suits descended from the sky.

There are men and women, white people and black people, a total of four figures.

"They are the federal super task force specially appointed by the president. The first is the captain of this super task force, Captain Atom!"

Following his introduction, a man with a flat hair like a steel needle and a strong and powerful aura as if he were an unshakable mountain. His skin shone with a silver metallic light, and he took a few words and took a step forward.

"Major Divine!"

There was another introduction, and a soldier with his arms crossed and a disdainful expression, his body made of what looked like purple and yellow metal, exuding a powerful aura that made people breathless, also took a step forward.

During the flash of spotlights, everyone was a little surprised.

Unlike the previous Captain Atom, who gave people the image of a reliable and down-to-earth soldier, this powerful colonel looks more like a villain and a criminal than a soldier.

However, the spokesperson did not give everyone time to digest the information and ask questions, and then introduced the next person.

"Extremely painful!"

A young woman wearing a black leather jacket, with a hot and sexy figure, and a somewhat rebellious appearance, wearing black lipstick and chewing gum in her mouth, like a student whose name was called by the teacher, ignored her and took a step forward with her arms folded.

This person doesn't look like a soldier or police officer. He even looks like a teenager who ran away from home to play rock music. Is this... can this be reliable?

Everyone doubted where the federal government collected people except Captain Atom.

"The last one, Black Lightning."

The strong black man stepped forward, wearing yellow goggles on his face, his blue and black uniform with lightning graphics, and his explosive muscles like a heavyweight boxing champion.

Finally there is a superhero that the public is familiar with!
Having captured a small news hotspot, the reporters were excited and took photos, but unfortunately this was not a place where they could interview and ask questions at will.

"Black Lightning, didn't I remember he was a street hero?"

Someone below was muttering secretly.

It can be seen that this original four-person superhero team launched by the White House is to compete with the Justice League and is responsible for dealing with super villains across the United States and even intervening in international crises.

Although the heroes of the Justice League are also strong and weak, is Black Lightning too weak?

The physical fitness of the Olympic champions is amazing, but they are not much better than ordinary people. Even with the various abilities derived from manipulating black electricity, can their strength be as strong as a tank?

When their eyes glanced at Black Lightning's distinctive dark complexion, everyone suddenly had a clue as to why Black Lightning could join this team.

I also understand that the focus of this team should be the three people in front.

Just three people against the Justice League of more than a dozen heroes, don't they still have no advantage?

Faced with the questioning eyes of the public, the White House spokesperson emphasized in a deep voice.

"The Super Task Force, which directly takes orders from the White House, has supreme power given by the president. Most of them have undergone military training and can easily survive in the center of a nuclear explosion with a yield of one million tons or even tens of millions of tons. Their abilities are beyond human The upper limit of technological detection is the federal government’s strategic humanoid weapons.”

"Can you survive in the center of a nuclear explosion?"

There was a loud bang, like a pot exploding. There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

Are you kidding? Nuclear bombs have always been mankind's ultimate weapon. Nowadays, the world's overall peace and stability for decades cannot be separated from nuclear deterrence. Now the White House has launched several superheroes who can withstand nuclear bombings?

And listening to the spokesperson's emphasis on most of the words and the tone of his words, it seems that except for Black Lightning, the other three have strong capabilities to withstand nuclear bombings?
How many members of the Justice League can survive a nuclear explosion?

Besides the Transcendents, are there any superheroes who can safely withstand a nuclear explosion?
"What abilities do these three people have?"

"Now, I will introduce to you the capabilities of the task force members one by one." The White House speaker was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He stared at the camera and sneered triumphantly.

"The era in which individuals relied on their abilities to put themselves above the Constitution will be gone forever!"

……

A bleak villa located among the woods on a remote mountain.

Luther was genetically modified by the previous Luther when he was an embryo. He has hundreds of superpowers. His eyes can use super vision to see people in the shadows clearly.

A silver streamlined body over two meters tall, as smooth as cast iron, and a pair of red miniature camera-like eyes.

"Amajo?"

He recited the name silently. Is it the model of the nanorobot in front of him?

Anthony Ivo specializes in nanotechnology, and this robot may be his last work.

On the bed, one hand of Anthony Ivo's dead body fell outside the white cloth. The tall robot knelt down on one knee and gently picked up the hand, like a qualified and considerate housekeeper, and helped him tuck the white sheets.

Noticing this action, Luther relaxed a little bit of his vigilance against the robot's sudden attack, and was about to ask Anthony Ivo for what design purpose he was created.

Amozo stood up and scanned Luther with his eyes. His smooth face flashed across Luther's face. He raised his palm and looked at his palm with confusion and curiosity as if he had got a new toy that he couldn't play with.

His palm ignited with flames, turned into stone, and then extended and transformed into a sword.

"This is……"

Luther was stunned by this scene.

This was all his ability. Looking at the robot in front of him, an incredible idea came to his mind, and he looked at the body on the bed in shock.

If that's what he thought, how did he create this robot?

"Inconceivable."

"When will the professor wake up?"

All of Luthor's abilities were copied at a glance, but the Yamo Table lost interest after just playing with it for a few times and stared intently at the corpse on the bed.

"He ignored me for a long time."

Hell, Luther actually felt a sense of depression coming from the robot in front of him.

Professor Anthony Ivo, you are indeed a unique genius. It is a pity that you are dead.

"He'll never wake up."

"Why?" Yamo Zhuo was confused. It was clear that the professor would wake up after about six or seven hours in the past, but this time it had been more than seventeen hours.

"Do you miss him? Me too." Yamo Zhuo is like a newly born child. His understanding of the world is no more than a blank sheet of paper. Luther touched his shoulder with his palm, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his expression Pretending to be sad.

"But he is dead. He and I were best friends before he died. Before he died, he told me that there was a person who would be entrusted to me to take care of and teach him, and to let me introduce him to the world.

He might be talking about you. "

"What is death? Now you take care of me?"

Yamo Zhuo didn't understand and asked his questions one after another.

"The issue of death is very complicated. I will explain it to you in detail later."

Luther shook his head.

"You also have to listen to me like you listen to the professor, and take care of me like you take care of the professor, otherwise I will never wake up like the professor, and you will be the only one left."

"You are different from the professor."

After looking at him seriously for two seconds, Yamozo shook his head, making Luther's heart tighten.

"What's the difference?"

"You are far stronger than the professor." Ya Mo Zhuo said in a serious tone.

"Yeah, I'm stronger than my best friend."

With a tight heart, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luther continued to follow the instructions, put his arm around Yamo Zhuo's shoulders, and came to the window.

"But strength is relative. Let me tell you a story."

"story?"

"There was once a young man who was determined to create an empire and a beautiful world. He went through many hardships and almost succeeded."

Staring out the window, hatred flashed in Luther's eyes.

"But there are a few very bad people who don't want to see young people succeed. They attack and persecute them, forcing them to hide."

Ya Mo Zhuo seemed to understand but not understand.

Luther didn't expect that he tried to use a simple and straightforward tone, almost like talking to a child, but Yamo Zhuo still didn't understand.

"That young man is me,
But I will not be defeated. I will re-establish my empire on the ruins. However, my life span is limited. I will find someone worthy of my trust to inherit everything from me. "

He looked at Ya Mo Zhuo and said nothing this time about a young man.

"That person is you, and I will look upon you as the son I never had."

Yamo Zhuo pointed at himself in confusion and surprise.

Give him an empire and a beautiful world?

"Yes, I am now ready to take the first step to find a way to defeat those who have ruined my career."

Luther nodded.

"I will help you."

Yamo Zhuo thought for a while and said in a mechanical voice.

"Very good." Luther could not suppress his excitement.

This was much easier than imagined. In his innate memory of Luther, there were too many personal examples of manipulating people's hearts and deceiving others, but it had never been as simple as this.

The masterpiece that looks like a newborn baby left behind by Anthony Ivo before his death may be his hope for revenge and even world domination.

"Anthony told me about your replication program, but how about not knowing its limits?"

Luther then asked in a familiar tone.

"The professor said there is no limit to my evolution, it just takes time."

Ya Mo Zhuo looked at his hands.

"Having just copied many sets of ability data from your body, I need time to build a model that will run without interfering with each other."

"needs time?"

Luther was happy to hear Yamo Zhuo say that his abilities had no limits, but then frowned when he heard that it would take time.

It seems to be his fault. It is very difficult for a machine to load and run hundreds of programs at the same time without conflicting with each other. Machine intelligence must learn to optimize.

"Pity……"

It would be nice if Amozo didn't copy his abilities.

Secretly clenching his fists, Luther knew that each of his abilities was incredible to ordinary people, but collectively they were vulnerable to his enemies.

It is equivalent to hundreds of junk programs occupying the running space of Yamo Zhuo.

If Amozo saw the Transcendents and Superman and copied their abilities, he might just need to load and run a few programs without spending time waiting, and then add them up to defeat them.

"I can only wait..."

Even though the flames of hatred were gnawing at his heart, Luther had no other options, nor was he arrogant about optimizing the performance of Yamodra.

In fact, he couldn't understand how Anthony Ivo created the super-powered robot with a nano-mechanical body that could scan replicants in front of him.

Even with Anthony Ivo's level of genius, it is somewhat contrary to common sense. It is simply a miracle that only exists in fantasy.

Luther even wondered whether Anthony Ivo had created this Amodra by some mistake before his death.

This is not because of jealousy in his heart, but because many great scientific creations did appear at this time by mistake. For example, the gunpowder that changed the history of world war was first used by alchemists in the ancient East to refine an alchemical creation called golden elixir. unintended by-products.

But it's a pity that Anthony Ivo is dead, and he can no longer verify whether the other party was just lucky or had a sudden burst of inspiration before his death.

Luther shook his head, with a sinister look in his eyes, like a monster that wanted to choose people to devour.

"But he died well. If he hadn't died, how would I have had the chance to take revenge!

Transcendent, Superman, cherish the ignorant and peaceful life. The ghost named Lex Luthor has returned from hell. I will eventually devour you all. This world will only be mine! "

……

Buzz!
A small island in the sea between Metropolis and Gotham, the headquarters of the Justice League has been secretly established here for nearly a year.

The sound of the huge supersonic fighter jet resounded like muffled thunder across the sky.

The sky was filled with darkness like a flock of crows. Armed helicopters hovered over the island. Countless airborne machine guns and missiles were aimed at the Justice League headquarters hidden on the top of the mountain forest.

Several powerful figures in battle clothes slowly floated down from the sky.

Batman and Cyborg who were on duty at the headquarters were alerted by the sound and came out to check the situation. When Batman saw these people, his expression changed and he quickly sent a message for help.

“Someone seems to have finally lost his patience and is going to attack us.

Beyonder, Superman, there's something going on at the headquarters. "

(End of this chapter)