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Chapter 527 Kill them all

Plans are often subject to change.

Ma Zhaodi initially did not intend to use methods such as passenger plane baggage check-in to send the three people there; he wanted to test the effectiveness of the improved kite folding backpack.

This version was conceived before he came to this world, probably when he was about to leave Barry's universe—spending too much time with idea-generating scientists like Cisco and Caitlin made him itchy to invent something.

So after arriving in the Black Robe Universe, he used the materials here to make a new kite backpack. The difference is that this backpack leaves room for the three-wheeled vehicle to play a role, and the two can be combined into one.

After the two-in-one design is completed, its materials become steel, its power source becomes energy cubes, and its engine becomes the Cybertron engine. Long-distance flight is no longer a problem, and its speed can be basically guaranteed. According to the calculation of the three-wheeled vehicle, it should be no problem to reach the Philippines within ten hours.

Unfortunately, this thing can't stop the Homelanders.

After discovering some strange encrypted information on Homelander's phone, Ma Zhaodi had the three-wheeled vehicle hack into it. They found a map with coordinates in the Philippines and several other maps marked on it. They immediately realized that this trip might be in trouble—no matter what Homelander was planning to do there, flying there directly would risk encountering him.

"Was it because you were in a rush and acted hastily, or did you think this kind of information wasn't important enough to warrant using a paper document?"

Ma Zhaodi could not confirm.

He stared quietly at the screen on the computer—it was the camera feed from the plane, which helped him keep track of the timeline and determine when to disembark.

He didn't even dare to use nanobots for surveillance purposes outside, otherwise they might be discovered by the Homelanders.

The moment he saw the Homelanders flying across the sky outside the porthole, he immediately felt that his decision to play it safe was incredibly wise.

The people from the motherland disappeared again after two or three seconds, and the plane flew smoothly through the clouds toward its destination.

"I should have let Clark do this," Ma Zhaodi thought to himself. "Superhumans can fly much faster than humans, but if he just disappears for a while and flies to the Philippines, it might arouse suspicion."

"Hey, Old Ma."

Franky suddenly spoke up: "When are we leaving? We can't just stay in the safe house forever, can we? In three days, it's time for Walter and his gang of GZs to give the babies blood transfusions. We don't have much time."

Kimiko, who was standing next to him, didn't say anything, but she turned her head and waited for Ma Zhaodi's reply.

"We've already set off."

Ma Zhaodi replied, "After waiting in the safe house for thirteen hours, we will arrive in the Philippines."

"what?"

"No, just trust me. Let's eat first, then take a nap."

Ma Zhaodi stood up and walked towards the kitchen, leaving Franky and Kimiko looking at each other in bewilderment.

Five hours later, in the early morning.

Kimiko and Frankie were fast asleep, while Ma Zhaodi, who had already completed two hours of deep sleep, was full of energy. With nothing to do, he stared at the computer, hoping to see the sunrise over the sea.

However, instead of seeing the sun, a familiar figure flew back from the airplane window.

"Homelander? He's already done what he had to do?"

Ma Zhaodi breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that the other party was faster wasn't necessarily a bad thing. At least he wouldn't have to worry about encountering this uncertain factor in the following operations, which greatly reduced the risk.

However, eight hours later, after using nanobots to secretly move the wallpaper room out of the airport and leading the other two to the campsite indicated by Kimiko as quickly as possible, Ma Zhaodi realized that he had been too happy.

"This is...the camp that shines with light?" "Yes."

Kimiko replied via her phone, "At least it used to be."

Franky stared at the scene before him, speechless.

He wasn't some law-abiding citizen who hadn't seen it all. On the contrary, he had done his fair share of dirty work in Russia and New York over the years, witnessed gunfights and shootouts, and had blood on his hands.

In his mind, at best, this place would just be a gathering of a bunch of madmen armed with rifles, maybe a few unlucky guys who had been robbed, plus a lot of weapons, and a few corpses and the like.

Fanatical organizations all follow the same few tactics, so they're all pretty much the same.

However, what lies before me now is utter silence.

It was truly deathly still, because there wasn't a single living person left here.

Thick smoke, flames, and burning double-headed serpent flags surrounded the former camp. The once-shining steel outposts and gates, as well as the soldiers' barracks that had been bombed into ruins, were all reduced to rubble and fragments, with large amounts of blood seeping out and staining the ground a deep crimson.

The three walked through the charred corpses and severed limbs scattered on the ground. Amidst the stench of blood, gunpowder smoke, and the chilling aroma of meat, Ma Zhaodi carefully counted and found that there were at least a hundred Shining Glory members here.

It dawned on him.

"Leaving aside the people crushed to death inside the building, the sentry outside had his head blown off, another was thrown against the wall and his spine was shattered, and this one simply fell to his death from a great height."

Ma Zhaodi touched the sections of the collapsed buildings and the wounds of a few people in the camp: "As for these few..."

"Heat vision".

Frankie continued Ma Zhaodi's words: "The incision was clean, but it was also characterized by extremely high temperature, which caused the edges to be scorched. Moreover, it covered a large area, and people on the same line seemed to have overlapping wounds."

Kimiko looked up at Franky in shock, then typed on her phone: "Homelander? He's here?"

"It can only be him. Heat vision is something that can't be faked. It can't be Superman who came here and slaughtered this group of people, right?"

"He not only came, he also left."

Ma Zhaodi briefly described what he had seen, and after the two breathed a sigh of relief, they immediately realized that the situation was not good.

"It's highly likely they came specifically to silence us."

"And I stayed here for a while."

"Does that mean the other camps are doomed too?"

"Oh no, we need to hurry!"

"Kimiko, have you found your brother here?"

Kimiko shook her head like a rattle-drum. What a joke! This place is like hell on earth. The bodies torn apart by the Homelanders leave behind their internal organs and other such things. If my brother were here, he would definitely be dead.

With tears in her eyes, she quickly checked everyone there and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, it's not here.
(End of this chapter)