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Chapter 600: The Rewritten Ending
"What happened?"

Louise, who had been crying for a long time at the gate of the Lonely Fortress and was then bewildered by the inexplicable existence of the Annihilator, stared blankly at the fortress gate. Suddenly overwhelmed by so many unexpected situations and new information, her emotions and thoughts were somewhat disjointed, and she was now trying to think about the current situation.

She remembered the words the Destroyer shouted after he charged back.

"Is Clark not dead? Has he been resurrected?"

No one could answer her question; after the Annihilators rushed back, they remained silent.

"Clark!"

She couldn't help but call out towards the fortress, "Is that you, Clark?"

There was still silence.

She slumped back to the ground, feeling disappointed and confused, and her spirits lifted.

Inside the cosmic tunnel, another Clark couldn't help but show a look of unease. He looked at Ma Zhaodi and asked, "Didn't it work?"

"No, it worked."

Looking at his system notification, Ma Zhaodi answered confidently.

[Time flow detection complete; the "Lightless Universe" for gig workers is now finished]

[You have received the following rewards: Superhuman friendship, and enhanced physical abilities]

[Please note that you are currently inside the teleportation portal. The return journey is not yet complete, and the advanced physical enhancement reward will be issued later.]

[Upon returning to the main universe, the system will issue you "Superior Chemistry Mastery (Specialization in Compound No. 5)" and "Advanced Physical Enhancement." After returning to your original universe, please proceed to a safe location as quickly as possible.]

boom!
Just as the system notifications filled Ma Zhaodi's field of vision, a tremendous energy storm suddenly erupted from inside the Lonely Fortress, like a thunderclap. A gale swept through, directly dispersing the thick clouds at an altitude of ten thousand meters. The gloomy shadows receded, and the bright sunlight shone on the entire spaceship, making it shine brilliantly.

Under the sunlight, everything becomes visible.

Inside the fortress, the remaining dark and eerie power was completely annihilated by the thunderbolt, making Ma Zhaodi's heart pound with fear, and he even wondered if he had created some kind of big boss.

Fortunately, that's not the case.

Heavy footsteps echoed from within the fortress, and a perfect figure, like a sculpture of an ancient Greek hero, emerged clad in a black battle suit. A black cloak billowed behind him, exuding an inexplicable sense of oppression.

That's the Superman who's returned, Clark of this universe.

"Clark!"

The moment Louise saw this figure, she was overwhelmed with emotion. All the grievances and sorrow she felt after the death of her beloved surged into her heart. Seeing him again now, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She rushed forward and hugged the newly resurrected Superman tightly.

"Is it really you? Oh my god, tell me this isn't a dream. God help me, this has to be real."

"Louis?"

Clark looked somewhat confused and slow-witted. He slowly reached out and hugged Louis, his movements as gentle as if he were practicing Tai Chi.

"Honey, why are you crying so sadly?"

He had barely uttered a question when he caught sight of the tattered red cloak clutched in Louis's hand. Memories flooded back, and he finally remembered what had happened before he lost consciousness.

Did I perish together with Doomsday?

As he spoke these words, he looked at Louise in front of him; his lover's face was so vivid, lifelike, and real.

"You died, but the Destroyer has resurrected you."

Louis explained as much as he knew: “He brought you here, to the Fortress of Solitude, which claims to be the last line of defense left by Krypton to ensure the continuation of the bloodline.”

"Ah," Clark seemed to understand but not quite. He looked at his body and felt no weakness. In fact, he had never felt his body was so strong before. After being resurrected, he seemed to be several times, even ten times, stronger than before.

Can a single death bring about such a significant improvement?

"Is this reasonable?"

Ma Zhaodi couldn't help but complain, "He didn't even have a period of weakness after being resurrected? He looks like he's glowing right now."

The Dark Multiverse Superman's flaws are not merely a slight weakness in terms of abilities, but rather a fundamental deficiency.

[Please note that at this moment, his body contains the energy of the Kryptonian Life Matrix, superimposed with most of the life force of Superman from your own universe, and the energy foundation activated after his body was resurrected and rebooted. Under the important symbolic plot of "Superman's resurrection," the three combine to truly recreate and regenerate, making up for the deficiencies and giving birth to a power far exceeding the original strength of the Dark Multiverse.]

You can draw an analogy between this special chemical reaction and a nuclear chain reaction, or the process by which a sentinel gains extraordinary powers after drinking a potion.

"It looks like it's open."

Ma Zhaodi turned to look at Clark beside him. Clark had been recovering for quite some time in the Black Robe Universe, and the recovery process was greatly accelerated by the Soldier Boy's light energy. He had only recovered to about 70-80% today. It turned out that the resurrection of Superman in the Dark Multiverse was so easy.

"Clark, why don't you go back and check your own Life Matrix?"

“Not really.”

Clark smiled wryly: "I can recover after a little more rest; there's no need to use such important energy reserves."

The two exchanged a few words, and the Superman from the Dark Multiverse had already returned to Fortress Lonely. Louis asked, "Clark, what are you doing?"

"Change your clothes back."

Clark touched his black clothes: "The spaceship just told me that this isn't a Kryptonian combat suit, but a medical suit—black is good for absorbing sunlight, and there's no 'S' on the chest, so I'm not used to it."

Upon hearing this, Louis looked over and indeed, the "S" logo on his chest was gone, replaced by a jumbled pattern with no discernible pattern.

"Okay." She nodded. "I'll wait for you to come home."

The image freezes here, then rapidly passes and disappears.

Ma Zhaodi and Clark then sped back into their original universe.

"Wait, what happens next?"

Clark hurriedly asked, "I want to see what happens next."

Ma Zhaodi scratched his head: "I'd like to see it too, but we can't just wait here for months. If the passage stays open for too long, it might be discovered by some ill-intentioned forces."

The system happens to issue a reminder at this moment.

[Please note that you are currently being teleported. Calculations indicate that as the teleportation nears its end, due to the difference in time flow, this dark multiverse will experience several months or even years.]

“We’ll glance back again as we get close to home,” Ma Zhaodi quickly added. “Then we’ll know how it turns out.”

"it is good."

Clark readily agreed, and the cosmos before their eyes spun rapidly, the glittering stars elongating into millions of streaks of light.

After an unknown amount of time, the system screen popped up again.

That was Superman floating in the sky above Metropolis, one hand gripping the mechanical Superman's neck as easily as lifting a chicken.

Steel Man and Superboy watched in stunned silence.

(End of this chapter)