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Kara was caught completely off guard. One second she was almost uncontrollably at full power, and the next she suddenly felt as if her body had been hollowed out. It was as if all the solar energy in every cell of her body had been squeezed out, causing her to involuntarily cry out. She was drenched in sweat and, without realizing it, fell to one knee.

"What...what is this?" Her blonde hair was disheveled, and she was slightly out of breath. "I feel a little uncomfortable."

The red sun generator has been successfully tested.

Shen You immediately turned off the device, somewhat surprised by her intense reaction.

Logically speaking, the red sun isn't Kryptonite; it should only rob Kryptonians of their superpowers without harming them. After all, Kryptonians are born living in the environment of the red sun and haven't shown any adverse effects.

But he quickly realized it might be an adaptation issue. A Kryptonian who had adapted to the yellow sun and gained godlike power would naturally experience a rejection reaction when suddenly exposed to the powerful red sun, resulting in a series of symptoms such as weakness and nausea.

Although not fatal, the initial reaction is similar to that of kryptonite.

Shen You was very satisfied with the test results, but Kara was not so relaxed. This was the first time she had been exposed to the red solar radiation of her own star system since coming to Earth, and without any experience or preparation, she was completely exhausted by the radiation.

Even after leaving Shen You's lab, the girl was still pouting, looking like she had been bullied, her legs were trembling, and she felt sore all over.

The old wizard frowned for a long time after seeing this, and after thinking about it, he still summoned Shen You.

“Young man, I believe you have a pure heart, but perhaps your foreign tribes are different from us in some aspects involving moral principles.”

The old wizard said earnestly.

"I recently did some research, and nowadays, eighteen is considered an adult. Being a minor violates ethics and the law, with penalties ranging from three years to the death penalty."

"Uh, I know that, but why are you bringing it up?"

The old wizard narrowed his eyes: "I saw you tell that Kryptonian girl to go down, and when she came out, she was flushed and panting."

"Uh, that's when I asked her to help me test the new equipment."

"New equipment?"

The old wizard looked somewhat bewildered.

"What kind of equipment could tire a young woman out like this?"

Shen You: "."

Chapter 49 is about an undercover agent.

On the outskirts of Gotham, at the temporary camp of the Sky Eye Society.

At the foot of the mountain, a row of tents was erected, one next to another, lined up neatly in an array. The fabric was mainly dark black, almost blending into the darkness of Gotham.

Soldiers in combat uniforms moved about the camp, and various sounds emanated from different tents. Trucks were constantly transporting various equipment and instruments into the camp, which were quickly deployed under unified command.

Not long ago, the SkyEyes branch base stationed in Gotham City became a battlefield for unidentified aliens. The battle caused SkyEyes considerable losses, with the entire base almost blown to pieces. But that also convinced headquarters that Gotham might be involved in an alien event, so they quickly dispatched personnel to establish this temporary camp.

Dale Smith strode across the camp to his makeshift office. He entered, flipped his hand, and a hazy black mist billowed from his palm, sealing the entrance like a black fog.

It was a simple spell that could restrict entry and exit through any door.

After being restrained, he sat down behind the desk, his facial muscles stiff and expressionless. Darkness flashed in his eyes, and a cloud of black mist emerged from behind him, transforming into the form of a hideous demonic spirit.

Amonhot, a demon, is currently one of the executives of the demon forces operating near Gotham.

It had clearly possessed Dale Smith of the Sky Eye Society. After it left his body and floated away, the possessed man's head lolled to the side, and he immediately lost consciousness.

The demonic spirit extended its chaotic claws, gently tracing them through the air. A layer of magic emanated from its palm, drifting into the air and transforming into a circle, forming an image as smooth as a mirror.

At first, it was pitch black, but soon an image was reflected. The face of the owl demon appeared at the edge of the darkness.

"Finally remembered to contact you? Demon Amenhote." The owl demon on the other end looked somewhat displeased.

The demon spirit Amenhot said dryly, "The organization has been quite busy lately, with a lot of things going on. I have several tasks to follow up on at the same time, and I really can't find the time."

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?" the owl demon said, even more annoyed. "You're starting to sound like a human lackey. You're always busy working for that 'Sky Eye,' never showing up for meetings, and never contacting anyone on time."

"You haven't really forgotten who you are, have you?"

"This wasn't my choice. I just took a nap in the middle of a meeting, and when I came to, you all unanimously approved my assignment to infiltrate the human population."

They said it would be three years, but then another three years came, and now I'm about to be transferred out of Gotham to their headquarters.

"Alright, stop complaining. Now's your chance to shine," the owl spirit interrupted. "That human 'Sky Eye Society' has countless eyes and ears, and possesses exceptional wide-range search capabilities. And now they're also interested in that 'Ultraman' who's always getting in our way."

If all goes well, we can incite and utilize human power to deal with him.

“I know, we’re already trying,” Amenhote sighed, “but their progress isn’t going well either. That Ultraman is elusive, and the Sky Eye is still completely in the dark.”

"I know. Anyway, keep in touch and let me know as soon as there's any progress, okay?"

The owl demon's expression changed slightly, as if it had discovered something.

"what happened?"

"My detection magic has detected something—something incredibly fast," the owl spirit said with a hint of surprise. "Such speed. From this direction...it seems to be preparing to attack you!"

"Attack me?"

Amenhotep showed a hint of doubt, but quickly sneered.

"Ha, interesting. It dares to attack my Amenhote camp, it's asking for trouble. Whoever it is, it's doomed. I said it."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he casually waved his hand, and the mirror-like black circle in front of him vanished into thin air.

The magical connection was severed. The owl spirit on the other end of the communication opened its mouth, hesitated, and didn't have time to say something.

What does "my camp in Amenhot" mean?

Has this guy really forgotten that he's an undercover agent?

Amenhotep absorbed back into Dale Smith's body, merging into it. Dale, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes, his head, which had been slumped to the side, snapped back to its upright position with a crisp cracking sound.

He stood up, released himself from his restraints, and strode out of the tent, ready to see which fearless group dared to trespass on his territory.

However, he never expected this at that moment.

Next, he witnessed a scene that he would likely never forget in his long demonic life.

A god among men.

Amidst the darkness shrouding the mountains, lightning suddenly struck from within the rolling black clouds. The azure flash of lightning briefly illuminated the sky and also revealed a tall, slender figure in black.

a woman.

Wearing a uniquely styled black jumpsuit, with her long hair flowing, she floated in mid-air among the dark clouds, a fleeting flash of lightning illuminating the striking "S" on her chest.

The next moment, she swooped down.

The speed was breathtaking. A transparent shockwave exploded behind her, as if it were a continuous, instantaneous teleportation with no cooldown, and several afterimages flashed past the still-dazed Sky Eye agents.

With dull thuds as flesh was struck, three to five Sky Eye agents were sent flying backward by the heavy blows. One of them was even lifted off the ground by the collar by a woman, soaring more than twenty meters into the air in a fraction of a second before being thrown down at an even faster speed.

The poor soldier was instantly smashed into a bloody mess, turning into a pile of rotten flesh with his internal organs pulverized.

"Enemy attack!"

The Sky Eye warriors immediately snapped out of their daze and hurriedly drew their guns to return fire. Bullets rained down on the woman from all sides, but to no avail. The woman let the bullets bounce off her body and fall to the ground, deliberately standing still and smiling contemptuously, as if mocking their futile attempts.

Three seconds later, she moved again.

It was another flash so fast it was almost invisible; the Sky Eye warriors were instantly scattered in a flurry of motion. A black afterimage, like a cannonball, pierced through the base, crashing into a turret despite the heavy fire. The steel turret snapped in half, the upper half of which the woman effortlessly lifted with one hand, casually tossing it down, smashing several tents before exploding with a deafening roar.

The woman's body passed through the flames of the explosion and landed gracefully in front of Dale Smith—the demon Amenhote.

"Are you in charge here? Pass on a message to your boss," the woman said lazily.

"Yes, no problem." Demon Spirit nodded.

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The moment the demon spirit saw this woman's figure, which resembled a war goddess, killing anyone who stood in her way, all his previous heroic spirit vanished.

Suddenly it dawned on me, I'm an undercover agent, why am I risking my life?

That's a wolf in sheep's clothing; I can't afford to mess with him.

“You killed our men and took one of us hostage.”

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the girl immediately. Once we have her, we'll leave this planet immediately, and we can let bygones be bygones for what happened before."

The woman raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

"Did you remember?"

"I've got it." The demon spirit nodded.

"Alright." The woman nodded in satisfaction, her figure slowly rising into the air. "Then remember, make sure you deliver the message. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Okay, take care," Dell said politely.

The woman suddenly accelerated, leaving a sonic boom as she disappeared into the night.

Dale waved in the direction she disappeared, then turned to see the agents around him looking at him strangely.

He snapped irritably, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and contact headquarters!"

Chapter 50 Who's Thinking About Me?

When the first-generation artificial solar radiation simulation device was officially completed, Shen You became increasingly optimistic about the project's prospects after a series of tests.

Especially in the foreseeable future events involving conflict with Kryptonians, the Red Sun Simulator can play a crucial role, instantly stripping an unprepared Kryptonian of 99% of their combat power, almost guaranteeing a kill on first encounter. Furthermore, it can simultaneously absorb corresponding radiation energy to replenish its own power.

Ultraman isn't a Kryptonian; he's not picky about energy absorption. Not only does he absorb stellar radiation, but he can also absorb energy from all sorts of different sources and with different properties in the original work. Sometimes, absorbing energy of different attributes can even give rise to different forms and abilities.

So it accepts both the golden sun and the red sun, and they can all achieve the same charging effect.

If your team has a Kryptonian mixed team, that's even better. They can apply super-buffs to their own Kryptonians while simultaneously applying debuffs to the enemy, turning the epic Kryptonian battles in "Man of Steel" from hell into an easy dungeon in no time.

In the past two days, Shen You also made some minor adjustments to the power of the golden radiation, making it easier for Kara, who was still in her developmental stage, to absorb. He then arranged for her to have artificial sunlight for a period of time each day, both to test the equipment's performance and to accelerate her awakening.

When Shen You returned home that day, he saw Kara sitting at a table in the corner of the shop, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Her pretty face was full of melancholy, and her blue eyes were deep as she looked out the window.

While watching, he kept muttering things like, "I'm sorry I was born a superhero," and "I really want to love this world."

Unable to figure out what was going on, Shen You curiously sought out the old wizard: "What's going on here?"

"It's nothing, just physical development." The wise old wizard saw through the truth at a glance, as always.

Shen You wondered, "Can physical development really turn you into this?"

The old wizard gestured to his temple: "You've got a brain."