My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Eric didn't answer the question.

Because the two had already come to the place where Lex Luthor worked.

The second floor is both his bedroom and where he works.

The large room is well-organized, with rows of cabinets and other equipment placed near the walls.

On the table are several computers with lit monitors.

Several wires are connected to the machinery and equipment on the wall, continuously transmitting information.

"what have you done?"

Eric looked at his surroundings and asked him.

"Ah! I used Palmer's white dwarf technology to shrink all the black holes I could capture, and then I fused them together..."

"This part is the best, then boil them with an Apocalypse Kang."

Lex cracked the computer and showed Eric a series of equations.

"This creates a multi-directional space-time wormhole, which is very powerful, isn't it?"

"Theoretical is fine, but what about in practice?"

Eric questions Lex's equation.

"you're right!"

He opened the drawer and rummaged through it. "The wormhole speeds up to a degree that I can't calculate. It's especially difficult. I can't calculate it at all until..."

He found a crown made of crystal wires connected by a drawer and put it on his head.

"All solutions, after I used Brainiac's crown, were easily solved. I could open a small fifty-mile cosmic portal."

Lex put on Brainiac's crown, I don't know if it was Eric's illusion, and he felt that he had become a bit wiser.

He continued, "This allows me to manipulate the properties of the portals, so that I can just control the trajectory of objects passing through them! Ha, get it?"

"So I did it! It means I can bring Superman back to Earth and fix our mistakes!"

Lex's tone was full of excitement.

"Fix the previous mistakes? Lex Luthor, so, what did you do?"

Eric put his hands on his chest. Now that he understands Lex's technological achievements, the next thing is to figure out the death of Superman.

"Diana told me that you had nothing to do with Superman's death, that you directed and controlled everything, right?"

Eric walked over to Lex, who was very old, and questioned him sharply.

Lex, who was eloquent about his technological achievements, suddenly stopped, lowered his head, and buried his face in the palm of his hand.

"I didn't launch a broad attack, Batman, I didn't unleash the beast of the end. I just invited him to meet and have breakfast here one morning."

His voice was no longer excited, only lonely and sad.

"He came a few seconds after I said it. Do you remember that feeling? Batman? Watching him fly above, like it was carved by the sun, the air was as quiet as a calm lake."

Lex's eyes became more and more painful, drowning in the memories of the past, "I...I offered him an easy deal. I told him I would never fight him, disband the Legion, and just He can have one final debate with me - good and evil in front of the world."

Hearing this, Eric shook his head slightly, and Superman was still in the scheme.

There is a saying in the world that the more the truth is debated, the clearer it becomes, but the truth must never be debated with the majority.

The Peloponnesian War in ancient Greece fully clarified this truth. Once a group of people is kidnapped by hatred, ideology, or hooliganism, they are often not rational and full of wisdom. On the contrary, they will drag themselves into the abyss, and everything that does not conform to their wishes will be destroyed!

It is absolutely the most foolish thing to hand over the truth of fate to the people for judgment.

If it was Eric, he would never have a debate with the people of his motherland. He is full of vigilance against this democratic populism in the West. After all, some people here burn masks in the streets during the epidemic, and believe that 5G signal towers will bring come with infectious diseases...

I believe that the people of the motherland will not be willing to have a debate with him to win the hearts and minds of the people. He believes in his own strength.

It can only be said that Superman is still a pattern Tucson.

"So you won the debate?" Eric asked, frowning.

"No! He sensed something ahead of time and asked me what ruse was hiding where I was debating. In fact, he saw kryptonite shards buried in the ground."

"But I told him there was no trick, just... risk."

Lex stood up and looked out the window, "Shards of kryptonite are sunstones that respond to emotion and will, as long as you know how to connect with them. Fortunately, over the past few weeks, I've helped Staro secretly Everyone in the world has crystals in their brains."

"Just a simple dualism, with Superman arguing as the good side and me as the evil side. Then the world can make a choice, and everyone just needs one word, 'justice' or 'destroy'."

Lex took the trouble to come up with the idea, "If the world chooses a side, then the subterranean shards will activate and they will kill me...or him! He doesn't want to, his friend. We didn't want him to do that, but he had no choice and I made my invitation public."

Having said that, he sighed slightly.

Lex did not continue, but Eric and Raven knew the answer.

The people have chosen Lex's evil!

"So, did Superman lose his speech?"

Raven asked sadly.

"Do not!"

Lex's answer was beyond Eric and Raven's expectations.

"The speech he gave was unparalleled! Omg! I was completely convinced by him!"

Lex thinks he lost to Superman in the speech debate ~www.readwn.com~ maybe because I figured he'd die that day, but I understand his speech...Batman, that was so heartwarming! "

"When it was my turn, I did my best to speak to the key points. I was debating, crafting, hiding famous speeches in my words, I was eloquent and brilliant, but...I Know that I'm not wholehearted. I'm clamoring for the end of the world, and the good lies have long suppressed us, but the more I speak, the less confident I am."

Lex stared sadly at the "blue sky" outside the window, "We all know... In fact, Superman won. After the speech, he and I stood there, waiting for the people's choice.... ..I'm not ashamed, just comforted by the shame. I remember the sound of the grass blowing in the wind, I remember the sun warming my face."

Lex spoke of his final death, his expression very sad.

"Then the earth began to tremble, and we were all ready for what was to come! Waiting for kryptonite to penetrate my body as a loser..."