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There was nothing around, but the deep sea also harbored dangers, and danger could leap out from the depths at any moment.

"Boss, do you remember sixteen years ago? I heard someone say..."

Weeks remembered something and looked at the person in charge.

I don't know what you're talking about.

The person in charge said, pulling him towards a corner, "Idiot, when you signed the confidentiality agreement, didn't they make it clear to you that you couldn't mention that matter in front of outsiders?"

"I was negligent."

Weeks nodded.

As mentioned earlier, most people have never seen an extraterrestrial civilization or an extraterrestrial object. However, Weeks is not among the majority because he once worked in an office job at NASA. Sixteen years ago, he witnessed an unidentified flying object passing over the United States. It was later confirmed that it was a genuine extraterrestrial object. However, the authorities blocked the news from the public, and people just thought it was a meteor that flew by that night.

"Wex, it's time to give me back my camera."

As the two were talking, the bearded Sack strode over and immediately reached out to snatch the camera, practically pressing himself against Weeks.

"Hey! What are you doing? Get away from me. Don't cling to me like a sissy. You can't take the camera back yet. I'll send it to you after we've confirmed that everything is okay."

Weeks shoved him away, his face full of disgust.

“Fuck? Mr. Weeks, are you kidding me? This camera is my life. You can’t just take it back like that.”

Sak was dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, it's not up to you. You'll be going back with Group Two in a bit. This Arctic trip is ending early. I'll explain the reason to Mr. Luther. I'll personally take the glacier photos he wants and send them to him later."

After finishing his statement, the person in charge did not listen to Sak's explanation, turned around and left. Before leaving, he waved to his subordinates to take Sak away, clearly not wanting outsiders to see the situation at the scene.

"Fuck, you'll get your comeuppance!"

Sack was led away cursing, but as he got into the car, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips in the dim light. He held a bugging device in his open palm, the very one he had just taken from Weeks. "Heh, you're right, freelance journalists are always shrewd. It's just a pity you're not shrewd enough."

"Sack, stop grumbling. Your luggage is already in the trunk. Buckle up, we're about to drive you back to the metropolis. Honestly, you should be glad the metropolis is much warmer than here!"

The driver got into the car, drank some hot water, and smiled.

"Of course I'm happy. I've gained a lot this time, and Mr. Luther won't be disappointed."

Sack smiled, put the bug into a box containing several memory cards marked with the English abbreviation for backup. After sitting down, he leaned back in his chair, spread his legs, and settled into the most comfortable position, enjoying the warmth of the carriage, before drifting off to sleep.

When you wake up, the world will witness the first explosive news of the year—no, it will be a sensational drama that will shake the entire world!

On the other side of the Arctic, in a rarely visited, frozen region, one is surrounded by a vast expanse of ice and snow. The harsh environment often leads to the extinction of many native Arctic animals.

The migration of people left the area devoid of life, deterring many expeditions from venturing there. Over time, it became an uninhabited area in the Arctic, as such places are practically synonymous with danger.

What appears dangerous to outsiders is, for Lowe, an ideal hiding place for his spaceship. The dangerous environment of the area poses no threat to either the spaceship or the Kryptonians. At most, it's just a bit cold, but that's not enough to make the Kryptonians sick. To be precise, there's nothing on Earth that can make a Kryptonian sick.

Now, all Luo Wei needs to do is cover the surface of the spaceship with a layer of white frost, and it will be able to completely blend into the white Arctic world. Even satellites cannot detect the spaceship. If nothing unexpected happens, it will not be discovered for the next few years unless Luo Wei actively exposes itself, except for certain people with special abilities.

"Currently, all equipment and systems on the spacecraft are operating normally, all environmental indicators are normal, and air quality indicators are normal."

Standing in front of the control panel, listening to the prompts ringing in his ears, Luo Wei felt a mix of emotions. After being frozen for ten thousand years, the spaceship was not only not old, but all its equipment and facilities were still able to operate normally. Just from this spaceship, one could see how advanced the Kryptonians were in technology. It was just a pity that even though the Kryptonians had such a powerful level of technology 20,000 years ago, they were still destroyed 20,000 years later.

All of this can be attributed to the stubbornness of the upper leadership, who were unwilling to make changes, resulting in the long-term stagnation of Kryptonian civilization. Indeed, although Kryptonian civilization was very advanced 20,000 years ago, the existence of the Codex of Life kept Kryptonians in a utopian world, where everyone had a clear division of labor and there were no disputes. The entire planet seemed very peaceful and tranquil, without internal strife. However, beneath the peaceful surface during its glorious period, there were often subtle cracks. As time went by, these cracks became more and more pronounced and larger.

The utopian world deprived the Kryptonians of their autonomy, limiting their behavior and thoughts and preventing them from unleashing their full potential. Consequently, when technological development hit a bottleneck, they were unable to break free from their current limitations and climb to higher levels. This led to the tragedy of Kryptonian civilization, which was destroyed under the rule of a group of inflexible leaders.

"The Cursed Kryptonians"

Rowe muttered to himself that his race was indeed cursed. Otherwise, how could a race with unlimited potential create something like the Codex of Life? It was clearly meant to bind the Kryptonians and greatly restrict the development of Kryptonian civilization. In addition, the existence of the red sun and Kryptonite was equally fatal.

However, even scientist Jor-El knew that Earth had a golden sun and that Kryptonite did not exist. It was impossible for the rulers of the Kryptonian civilization not to know this. The rulers even knew this 20,000 years ago, but they did not allow their people to migrate. If the Kryptonians had migrated to Earth earlier and ushered in an era where everyone was a superhuman, it would only have been a matter of time before the Kryptonian civilization ruled the galaxy.

"Oh right, I'm here to pick up my battle uniform."

Luo Wei then remembered the important matter, just...

He was so engrossed in the history of Kryptonian civilization that he almost forgot about his business. Then, he glanced at the map on the control panel and found the location where the battle suit was stored.

In a dimly lit corridor, upon arrival, the lights were turned on, illuminating the corridor and the surroundings. Several recesses were visible on the wall, containing various styles of combat uniforms, including classic blue, deep dark black, red, and some with unnamed color schemes. Those uniforms with such awful color combinations probably wouldn't even get a chance to be used.

"Just you."

Luo Wei chose his most classic fighting outfit: a blue base with red pants worn over it. However, looking at the bright red shorts, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "This seems even more disgusting."

Suddenly, he remembered that there was a laboratory on the spaceship, so he decided to modify his combat suit. At least he had to remove the red shorts, which didn't quite fit modern aesthetics. Only keeping the all-blue color would look good, just like Hengchao's suit. Hengchao's suit didn't have red shorts either; it was all one color, perfectly highlighting his physique, which resembled that of an ancient Greek god.

Luo Wei modified his battle suit using machinery, and the effect after wearing it was similar to that of Heng Chao. The main reason was that he was also very tall, over 1.8 meters, with a muscular physique. The tight-fitting battle suit highlighted his perfect muscle lines!

"The spaceship is really well-equipped."

Luo Wei took off his combat uniform and put it in his backpack, intending to put it back on when he got back. Then he began to look around. It was a laboratory with a full range of scientific research equipment. He couldn't understand many of the things, but judging from their high-tech appearance, these things were definitely not simple. They were at least more advanced than most laboratories on Earth.

"Perhaps I can make good use of what's on the spaceship to create a combat suit that can protect against Kryptonite."

He touched the special rubber suit in his backpack and inadvertently remembered that Heng Chao was wearing this suit when he was beaten to a pulp by Batman. The real reason was that Batman had Kryptonite, which caught the simple Kryptonian off guard and rendered him unable to fight.

It must be admitted that Kryptonite poses a great threat to Kryptonians. A single piece of Kryptonite can weaken a Kryptonian. If a piece of Kryptonite is ground into powder and put into a bomb for a Kryptonian to inhale, it will directly weaken them to the state of an ordinary Earthling. Batman's line, "Superman, do you bleed?", is still fresh in Lowe's memory. Kryptonians rarely bleed, so if the opponent has Kryptonite, then that line is irrelevant.

Because a single piece of Kryptonite is enough to kill Superman in the early stages.

Lowe is currently in the early stages of his career, and he feels he must do something to prevent tragedy from happening, especially now that he's famous. If Batman or Lex Luthor were to target him, it would definitely not be a good thing.

"Let's go back and think about this carefully. This combat suit can't be developed in a short time."

The boy pondered for a moment, then got up, left the spaceship, and went outside. The blizzard had temporarily subsided, and the sun shone brightly in the deep sky. The dazzling sunlight shone on the earth, making it hard to open one's eyes, but at the same time, it made him feel incredibly comfortable.

bang——

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Luo Wei launched himself into the air and flew towards China. His speed and altitude were so great that anyone looking down would only think it was a bird flying by, not a person.

The next morning.

In a metropolitan mansion, a bald man with a stern face and sharp eyes sat on the sofa, questioning the bearded man opposite him, saying, "Alien civilization? Sack, I may have a lot of money, but I won't pay for a bunch of stupid videos and photos."

“Luther, I told you I wouldn’t let you down, just you wait.”

Sack plugged the USB drive into the TV, pressed play, and clips filmed during the blizzard began to play.

"Did you really take this picture in the Arctic?"

Lex Luthor's expression changed instantly after seeing the video.

“It’s absolutely true. The people at the Arctic base didn’t want me to take it out. They were worried that things would be exposed, but luckily I was quick-witted.”

Sack said smugly, "Luther, if you send these out, the group's stock will definitely soar tomorrow!"

Lex Luthor didn't say much, just grinned and replied, "Well done."

As he spoke, his sharp eyes remained fixed on the screen. The massive spaceship on the screen suddenly burst forth, filling the entire frame, and Lex Luthor's expression gradually turned fanatical.

Chapter 17: Bruce Wayne!

Gotham is a city forever shrouded in dark clouds. In its early years, the city built factories on a large scale. The long river running through the city was polluted and black. In this dirty river, you could see not only household garbage and factory waste, but also woven bags that looked like human figures. As the river flowed downstream, a foul stench always filled the air.

However dirty a city may be, there are always bright and beautiful areas. Compared to the chaotic slums, the manor houses in the wealthy area appear particularly clean. When the newspaper boy rides his bicycle into the dense woods, it seems as if even the gloomy sky becomes clear. There is not a single piece of garbage on the roadside, and the good drainage system prevents sewage from accumulating on the roadside.

"The Wayne Manor newspaper!"

The newspaper boy slowed down his bicycle, stood up straight, and gazed at the manor's magnificent decorations with longing in his eyes. When he arrived at the large iron gate, the boy got off his bicycle and stuffed the newspaper into the crack of the gate.

Hey, what's the big news today?

The elderly Alfred came over, took the newspaper, and asked.

"Grandpa, don't you like watching TV?"

The newspaper boy was puzzled.

"I'm nostalgic. Newspapers always allow me to calm down and savor the content. Child, you wouldn't understand how slow the pace of life is for older people."

Alfred said.

"Then you'd better read the newspaper carefully. There's some breaking news today: someone filmed aliens in the Arctic, and even the spaceship was clearly visible. Honestly, you really should watch that video; that spaceship was practically right next to you!"

The newspaper boy waved his hand, got on his bicycle, and rode away from the manor, heading towards the bustling city shrouded in dark clouds.

"Bruce, have you seen the news?"

Alfred listened to the newsboy's words and walked into the house while looking at the newspaper. When he saw the eye-catching picture of the spaceship on the front page and the accompanying text, he frowned slightly, turned back to the hall, and immediately called out to the living room.

"A spaceship appeared in the Arctic? Aliens appeared in the Arctic?"

Bruce leaned wearily against the sofa, bandaging a fresh wound on his hand. Several bottles of medicine, a scalpel, and needles and thread sat on the table in front of him. As a legendary vigilante in Gotham City, these were essential items for him. When luck wasn't on his side, he'd inevitably get some new wounds. Of course, as he'd grown, he rarely got injured now, mainly because Bruce had developed a whole host of protective gear and suits that could largely prevent unnecessary minor injuries. His mechanical exoskeleton also enhanced his strength.

"Yes, it's a news report published by a newspaper under the Lex Group. It contains a record of a conversation between the head of the Arctic base and its members, in which the existence of extraterrestrial civilizations was mentioned. This news caused Lex Group's stock to surge. It seems that these days, people like gimmicks and new things that are novel and intriguing."

Alfred sat down beside him, looking at the newspaper. "A ridiculous lie caused the stock market to soar. What do you think, Bruce?"

"Luther is clever; he gave some people hope, however small, but as long as hope remains..."

People will always believe that he truly exists.

Bruce rubbed his temples and said, "Turn on the TV. It's broadcasting a video repeatedly about an alien civilization appearing in the Arctic. In one segment, a faint red light appears halfway up a mountain, and when slowed down, you can vaguely see a human figure flashing by."

He took a sip of his drink and continued reading. The next scene was a conversation between the head of the Arctic base and a member of the group. The audacious Lex Group even provided a photo of the two of them together.

Bruce raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said, "It's Weeks. I've met him before when I went to NASA. I didn't expect him to be working in the Arctic now."

"So, you think this could be true?"

"Alfred asked."

"I'm not sure. I don't have time to deal with that right now. Last night, those smuggling gangs exhausted me. But when I was traveling the world, I learned from some people in Norway that there are other races besides humans. Some races live in the sea. Perhaps the red light in the Arctic is a characteristic of another race."

Bruce was exhausted; his handsome face looked haggard, and his voice was weak. He turned off the TV, rubbed his sore eyes, and said, "Let's reschedule the daytime activities for tonight. I need to rest."

"Ok."

Alfred nodded, and as soon as he responded, he saw that the young master on the sofa had fallen asleep. With a heavy heart, he took a blanket, covered Bruce with it, turned on the air conditioner, tidied up the items on the table, and then cleaned the wound on the young master's palm again. Only after he finished doing all this did he turn and leave.

Meanwhile, the news released by Lex Group in China was simultaneously published globally. Its newspapers in other countries printed large quantities of newspapers or published the news in other newspapers to ensure that more people knew about it. As a populous country, China was naturally one of the targets. In addition, domestic media were also vying to report on this matter. After all, there is a time difference between domestic and foreign events. Some domestic newspapers, after learning about the events abroad in advance, would report on them as quickly as possible to maximize their profits.

"Spaceship? Have the Americans gone mad? How can so many people believe this? This doesn't look real at all, and the photos look even blurry."

"There's even a video! The special effects in this video are really good, even better than the special effects in our domestic movies. They really went all out!"

In the Criminal Investigation Division office of the Green Vine City Police Department, Xiao Wang sat in a chair, looking at the newspaper with a disdainful expression.