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"You mean there are aliens on the earth?" Cyborg standing next to him was a little skeptical. If there were aliens, he should be able to find them, just like he found those superpowers.

"He has been imprisoned by your government. You can look for relevant information, such as a meteor falling into Metropolis."

"Not surprising at all."

Thomas knew very well what the U.S. government was like. It was perfectly normal to imprison an alien and describe his appearance as a meteor crash.

The meteor that fell on Metropolis turned out to be an alien spacecraft, a secret they would never tell the public.

"It's up to you Terminator, find out where that base is and we go save the world."

Hearing what the keyboard said, Cyborg hesitated, but soon he turned around and invaded the government system.

A large amount of data and related information quickly swept through his electronic eyes, and finally he discovered a confidential information hidden by the government.

The truth about the 'meteor' that crashed into Metropolis decades ago.

In the courtyard of Wayne Manor, the appearance of an alien spacecraft made Cyborg curiously scan it.

Seeing the scanned data, he was a little surprised and said: "Your spacecraft is actually so advanced."

"An alien friend of mine gave it to me. Come up here."

Zhang San inside used the energy of the light ring to condense into a ladder, and Thomas, wearing his Bat suit, got into the spaceship, which looked a bit like a water drop.

When the last person sat in, the pilot immediately controlled the spacecraft and took off.

A moment later, the three people who were already in a city sewer were carried deep into the depths by yellow bubbles.

Dirty and smelly brown-green water flowed through the drains at the feet of several people. Zhang San came to the wall with the mechanism based on the information provided by Cyborg.

Cyborg pressed one of the bricks in front of him, and inside the separated wall was a hidden room with lights on.

There seemed to be only one exit inside, but Cyborg found the other one easily.

A floor in the room opened into several pieces, and a staircase leading deeper appeared in front of the three of them.

After a few minutes of walking, the leader Cyborg and the two people following him jumped out of a vent.

Their current location was in a corridor in a secret government base. Cyborg could tell with a glance the flamethrowers, machine guns and other defensive weapons hidden in the corridor.

"Why do they put a bunch of defensive weapons at intervals instead of reducing the concentration so there's one for every meter of the corridor?"

When watching the animation, Zhang San didn't quite understand it. In a secret government base, the weapons in the corridor were actually placed at intervals.

Even the laser intrusion detectors didn't seal the air vents. Does a base that houses aliens need to save some money on security?
"They probably didn't expect anyone to discover this secret base." After observing the surroundings, Thomas turned to look at Cyborg who was making small moves against the base's defense facilities.

"I turned them off and the cameras, but there are patrols at the base."

Cyborg showed the two men the footage he obtained through the camera inside the base. There were several armed guards at the end of the corridor to the right of the three.

Zhang San noted down the guard position in the red projection, and then the light ring on his finger lit up.A beam of yellow light shot out from his hand, and then he said to the two people next to him: "Let's go."

Cyborg and Thomas, who followed the yellow line on the keyboard to the end of the corridor, saw the guards locked in yellow bubbles one by one. They looked horrified.

"what are you doing?"

"Crack the code of this security door." Cyborg, who was standing in front of the authentication device, put his hand on it and started his work.

However, holding a flashlight on the keyboard told him one thing. No matter how complicated the password door was, it was just a decoration in the face of powerful weapons.

nourish.
Bang!
Under the nearly one-meter-thick door, there was a small door with a high temperature on the edge. Zhang San, who cut it open with a lightsaber, took the lead and stepped on the heavy door panel and walked in.

They first saw an alien spacecraft placed at the front. The rocket-like alien spacecraft was supported by a shelf just like the ornaments in ordinary people's homes.

On both sides of the spacious walkway, one glass jar after another contained various strange and deformed creatures and skeletons.

"What are they doing?" Cyborg felt very uncomfortable as he looked at the monster-headed human corpses soaked in the last few glass jars.

"What do you think? They are using alien genes for biological experiments. Isn't it obvious?"

Along the way, what Thomas saw most were corpses that were almost similar to humans but had monster heads and deformed limbs.

"The U.S. government thinks it can use alien genes to create good things, but it doesn't know that he is the good thing."

Looking up at the S-symbol security door with the hope of representing the Al family, Zhang San felt that this was really ironic.

The world is about to be destroyed by war, but the greatest hope of the earth is locked up by a profit-seeking government.

nourish.
bang bang
The lightsaber easily cut an entrance into the one-meter-thick five-layer security door, and in the red environment inside, a crouched, slender figure looked pitiful leaning against the glass wall.

Maybe he noticed someone coming in, so he turned his head and glanced in fear.

"He can turn back time on Earth?"

Thomas was a little confused. Could it be that the opponent's malnourished body, which was similar to a skeleton, could release powerful energy?
"Kryptonians need the sun and the illumination of yellow stars. I don't know where your government learned about using red suns to simulate light to make them lose their superpowers."

But if you think about it carefully, the person who can do such a thing is probably Reverse Flash.

It was probably him who told the scientists who studied aliens that Kryptonians would be affected by red sunlight, thus preventing the birth of Superman.

"Come with us, friend, no one can keep you in this cage anymore."

Seeing the black hand stretched out to him by the strange thing in front of him, the frightened man, who was protecting his head, hesitated for a while before stretching out his hand: "Friend.?"

Grabbing the opponent's fleshless hand, Zhang San pulled him up: "Of course, you are a superhero in my world, but you are not as popular as me."

Kal-El, who was sitting in his keyboard friend's bubble and floating outward, observed everything around him curiously. He had been locked up in this secret base by the military since he came to Earth as a child and was discovered by them.

"He looks like he needs a long time to recover." Thomas didn't know if aliens like this still had the ability to change the past, and they didn't have much time. (End of chapter)