I, the younger brother of Superman, ended up with a Thanos template.

He then caught up with the AZ187 high-speed train and stopped it with incredible force, but he also collapsed from exhaustion.

Please see the on-site report.

As the host spoke in a horrified tone, the camera panned past the heavily armed soldiers who had cordoned off the area.

A high-speed train was abruptly stopped, its front end severely deformed, with wavy, twisted lines extending backward from the steel front, clearly showing the transmission of that unimaginable force.

But what happened next defied the laws of physics: only the front of the train deformed, while the rear of the high-speed train, hundreds of meters long, remained unharmed on the tracks, and hundreds of passengers disembarked looking bewildered.

At the front of the train, two footprints, each one a dozen inches deep, show the incredible force of the impact it endured, indicating that it had crushed the track sleepers.

Several people in protective suits were collecting something near the footprints; it appeared to be sweat.

There should have been someone there, but they have disappeared.

The host's voice continued to come from the television.

"Regardless of whether there was a bomb on the train, Superman has saved the lives of hundreds of citizens in this city over the past month."

It is reported that Superman, who was exhausted and unconscious, was previously taken away by a military helicopter. It is hoped that the military will release him after investigating the truth.

bass!

"Clark?"

Upon hearing this, David abruptly stood up and took a step forward, his face grim as he stared intently at the sealed-off scene on the television.

It's a bit late, so I've added an extra thousand words.

104. Chapter 103 Let me see what he is.

"The beast has been caged."

On the big screen, Luther stroked his chin with amusement as he watched the monitor in another room.

The young man, wearing a blue T-shirt, was unconscious and locked in a specially made electric chair with heavy shackles that had been prepared beforehand.

It was called a shackle, but it was practically no different from a solid giant steel ball; only the young man's forearms, lower legs, and head were exposed.

On either side of his head, there was a huge sonic weapon pointed at his ears. The elaborate preparations were all in case of any unexpected situations that might occur when he woke up.

Even so, outside the room, where even the walls were made of high-quality steel, a large group of heavily armed soldiers held their breath in tension, as if the room contained some terrifying monster.

"You didn't tell me your plan was to knock him unconscious by running him over with a high-speed train full of passengers!"

The middle-aged general, with his white hair like steel needles, stood as straight as a steel spear, exuding the demeanor of a tough soldier. He stared intently at the screen, his tone unfriendly.

Neither the accident involving this unique organism nor the accident involving all the passengers on the bus was what he wanted to see.

"No, no, no, he wasn't knocked unconscious."

His meticulously crafted plan was presented as so simple, and Luther held up a finger and shook it to emphasize it.

He fainted from exhaustion.

“What’s different?” Sam Lane glared at him.

"General, you want Superman, so I'll give you Superman."

Luther didn't want to explain much to General Ryan, who was a decorated but old-fashioned man who only knew how to train soldiers and fight. He just shrugged.

"Just don't forget what you promised me in the first place."

"Sharing everything about this... Superman's biological material research?"

Sam Lane frowned, recalling what the outside world called this powerful creature.

"Speaking of which, it was your daughter who gave this creature that name, and he doesn't seem to mind it."

Luther scoffed.

"Superman? ...Whether he's even human remains to be verified."

"I have never heard of a human inhaling a super-powerful anesthetic gas that could knock out thousands of Asian elephants, and the heartbeat only slows down slightly."

Sam Lane glanced at the heartbeats being monitored on the screen and snorted.

If it were a human, even inhaling that much oxygen would cause oxygen poisoning.

"Let's take a blood sample from him first, so I can see what kind of thing he is."

"Blood sample?"

Luther looked surprised.

"His skin is so strong that even a titanium drill bit couldn't break through it. What does the general plan to use to draw blood?"

Sam Lane glanced at him, said nothing, but seemed confident.

……

"It's Clark, he's been arrested?"

Hearing the noise, she ran to the living room. Her mother, Martha, turned slightly pale, covered her mouth, and stared at the news broadcast on TV in disbelief.

"Is Superman really Clark Kent? He was taken away?"

Jonathan stared wide-eyed, sitting blankly on the sofa, then became extremely anxious, unable to accept the news for a moment.

"Mom and Dad, you know?"

Dyna stared at the television with a gloomy face and asked casually.

Clark told him that he hadn't told his parents that he was Superman because he didn't want them to worry, and asked him to help keep it a secret.

Upon seeing that Superman was in trouble, the two immediately became anxious and tense, as if they had only learned about the incident because of him.

"Your brother is trying to keep this from us."

But how could we not see that he was hiding a secret from us?

Especially her mother, Martha, covered her mouth, her eyes red and her voice trembling with tears.

In the metropolis, a super vigilante has appeared who can lift a truck effortlessly and move faster than a bullet; the news has been all over television and newspapers for ages.

The couple initially thought the person had gained superpowers from the meteorite, and even remarked at the dinner table that after so many people had gained superpowers from meteorites, at least one person had used it for good.

The couple didn't think much of it, after all, the Superman in the news was a healthy person, how could it be Clark, who was blind?

But later the couple noticed that whenever Superman was mentioned, Clark either tried to avoid the topic or his expression became unnatural when Superman was brought up, leading them to suspect something was amiss.

What a coincidence that a superpowered individual as powerful as Clark, who is an alien, would suddenly appear.

"This is not the time to talk about this, son."

You need to go and bring your brother back.

Coming to his senses, Jonathan jumped up from the sofa and said anxiously.

When things are really urgent, the military might do whatever they want to Clark.

"I see.

I will definitely bring Clark back safe and sound.

David took one last look at the scene, frowned, and vanished in a flash, creating a gust of wind. Seeing their son leave, Martha could no longer hold back her anxious tears.

Jonathan hugged his wife, and the two of them watched the television screen anxiously, praying that their two sons would return safely.

After leaving home, David accelerated at breakneck speed, reaching nearly thirty times the speed of sound in an instant. It took him less than half a minute to get from the small town to the Metropolitan Station where the incident occurred.

[Template integration is 97% complete]

After the Black Emperor template's fusion level increased dramatically on Paradise Island, his ability to manipulate energy also surged, including consuming energy to enhance his physical strength and speed.

Armed soldiers stood behind a cordon next to the platform, keeping all unauthorized personnel out of the area, while military experts conducted final sampling.

"How could this happen?"

Louise Lane rushed to the scene with her reporter assistant Jimmy, and she had a bad feeling as she looked at the orderly cordoned-off area.

She was about to turn around and ask her father what was going on.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

In the center of the scene, a tall, slender figure appeared, radiating purple light. He grabbed a soldier by the neck and lifted him up with one hand, his aura icy cold.

"Which base are you from?!"

105. Chapter 104: I presume you are prepared to bear the consequences?

"Which base are you from?!"

Holding the weapon in his hand, David's eyes were cold and gloomy, and his powerful aura was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe, like an ant encountering an ancient apex predator, a suppression from the level of life itself.

"Who are you!

Put him down!

The soldiers' expressions changed drastically. Had anyone seen how this guy appeared in the sealed-off area?