I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

Portland suppressed a laugh, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"Ah, do you need my help? Even God has moments when he can't do something."

He withdrew his mocking expression and began to speak seriously. He glanced at the four glowing dogs and sneered, "Although I don't know why one of the main gods is missing, which deviates from the original rumors, if you really can't deal with this guy, perhaps you can add a new god. I, Portland, will be the new generation of main god!"

The goddess's face was icy cold as she snapped, "Portland, you've gone too far!"

Portland's expression changed. "Did I pass?"

He shuddered, slowly raised his head, and looked at the goddess of beauty with a contemptuous tone, saying, "The goddess whom countless people revere has now humbled herself to find me for the sake of my invention, and even went so far as to resurrect me. Isn't that enough to make me one of the main gods?"

He also wanted to become a god. He was tired of being a mortal, not only because he was weak but also because he didn't live long. These guys resurrected him, which clearly meant things had reached a very tricky point. The thorns and barbs made it impossible for them to do anything, and it had already exceeded their control. Otherwise, why would they go to such lengths to resurrect themselves and reshape their bodies?

……quiet.

Seeing the goddess's face darken at his words, Portland reached out and patted off imaginary dust from his body. He was relaxed and composed, showing no fear of the deity before him. He smiled and said, "You should think it over carefully. I have discovered that I have extraordinary bones and have opened up the Ren and Tong meridians. I am a peerless genius, one in a million. I, Portland, have the potential to become a god!"

The four main gods coldly observed this arrogant Portland. He truly lived up to his title as a mad scientist—crazy, mindless, audacious, and with fierce, arrogant words. His arrogance was extremely pronounced. Look at this man's behavior! Who, then, is the real god?

The God of Wisdom said calmly, "Portland, we are the supreme gods who created the Kryptonians. Putting aside the fact that you should show us the respect we deserve, let's talk about our resurrection of you. Aren't you going to say thank you?"

Portland scoffed, "I'm a scientist who dedicates my life and loyalty to scientific achievement. As for gods—I don't need to respect any deities. I only respect those who value my talent. And what are you guys anyway?"

He glanced coldly at the four main gods. He was not afraid of death. He had made outstanding progress in the field of science, and his achievements were unmatched on Krypton. He only made sacrifices and contributions for science.

"you……"

The four main gods were furious, glaring at this madman with hatred. He was truly insane, speaking so arrogantly. He had already died once, so what if he died again? He was fearless and had nothing to fear.

Now that they were at their wits' end, Ye Ritian's figure weighed heavily on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.

They lived in constant fear, terrified that the Silver Superman might invade the realm of gods at any moment. They were never at ease and were always preoccupied with worries.

call.

Rao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He opened his eyes and looked at Portland arrogantly, saying slowly, "Portland, when you created the Ancient Doomsday, we secretly intervened. Without us, there would be no artwork that satisfies you!"

"Hmph, you four."

Portland remained indifferent. Of course he knew all this, and that monster was the culmination of his life's work, arguably his greatest creation.

He didn't know how his little darling was doing out there, whether it was eating well, sleeping well, or if anyone was bullying it, or how the current turbulent situation had developed.

However, the current situation can be analyzed. The fact that the four main gods are forced to revive him to resolve this matter due to the crisis suggests that the matter has become a very big deal, and the person in charge will have to step in. After all, the feeling that "the one who tied the knot must untie it" is quite strong.

He sneered, "I've always known that some mysterious external force has interfered with my research. No matter how subtle the change, it won't escape my perception; I can detect it easily. It's just that I can't pinpoint the source of this force, so I haven't made any rash moves or given myself away. I've simply continued to do my own thing obediently. It seems even you haven't noticed. There's one more thing, please don't forget..."

After a pause, Portland suddenly looked up, his sharp eyes fixed on the God of Wisdom, and roared, "Doing science also requires a brain. Without extraordinary intelligence and insight beyond ordinary people, how can you do science? In terms of intelligence, the four of you combined can't beat me, especially you, God of Wisdom. You should get down here right now and let me sit on your divine throne!"

Chapter 204 Portland Wants to Be a God in the Multiverse

"court death!"

The Goddess of Wisdom roared, but did not make a move. This guy was difficult to deal with, and the current crisis needed him to resolve the problem. From her perspective, the fierce attack in Portland's eyes was no less than that of a god. An invisible aura rapidly spread from him, pressing directly towards her, arrogant and unruly.

The other three main gods also looked grim. This utterly brainless mad scientist was simply incomprehensible and incredibly difficult to deal with, but at least he wasn't as difficult as Ye Ritian, who was their number one enemy.

Rao took a deep breath, regaining his composure, and said, "How about this: if you help us resolve our current predicament, we will grant your wish and join forces to make you a god, ranking as the fifth scientific god, on par with us. What do you say?"

Portland looked at them in surprise. They'd already given in? Why don't you try being aloof again? I can handle it.

"The God of Science, well, that's not impossible."

Why am I the fifth one? Shouldn't I be the sixth? Where did the other evil god go? Aren't there five main gods? What exactly happened in history during this time?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Portland frowned, pondered for a moment, then looked directly at Rao and said, "Fine, you could have just agreed to this earlier. Why all the fuss? Now tell me, how's my adorable pet doing? It didn't kill you all, so it's still not perfect!"

hiss!

The four main gods took another deep breath. Don't get angry, don't get angry. This person is a madman. We can't let our anger get the better of us with his insults. We are noble gods. It would be very unwise to get entangled with a mentally deranged person.

Moon Goddess: "He has slaughtered countless lives; countless universes and superheroes have died at his hands, but now..."

Portland's heart skipped a beat. He was quite satisfied with the first part of what he said, thinking it was indeed his creation, but why did the tone and style of the second part suddenly change?

He held back and didn't rush to ask; they would tell him themselves. He watched him intently.

The goddess spoke up: "Until recently, a fake Kryptonian named Ye Ritian appeared. He used mysterious and extraordinary power to defeat the ancient Doomsday and even usurped its category system. We have completely lost it and can no longer obtain the definition editing rights to part of the Doomsday."

Portland was stunned: "You mean it's dead? That's impossible. It can evolve and resurrect infinitely. No one can devour it..."

Rao was too lazy to talk to him, so he directly unleashed a divine power image, which was the whole process of Ye Ritian defeating the Ancient Destruction Sun that he had seen.

……

A moment later, Portland was stunned. In an instant, the scene flashed through his mind, and he analyzed the data. He exclaimed in panic, "What kind of strange power is this? It can't be imitated or engraved. It devoured my little darling in such a bizarre and inexplicable way?!"

"Are you four idiots? He has superhuman abilities, yet he's not a Kryptonian. How could he be fake? He's clearly one of us Kryptonians. Why is there a member of our race who's outside our control? What are you doing? How did you manage to rule countless universes of Krypton? Letting him run wild is one thing, but letting him grow to this extent..."

Portland looked at the four main gods, their faces contorted with disappointment. They had squandered a perfectly good hand. That unreplicable conceptual power was in the hands of a member of their race with astonishing potential. They could have used their Kryptonian connections to communicate with him properly, but instead of nurturing him and even trying to bring him over to grant him a godhood to strengthen themselves, they wanted to kill him. What kind of logic was that? Four foolish gods.

"Oh, I see. You're worried that he'll covet your divine position, or rather, try to divide your absolute control over the Kryptonians, so you want to kill him!"

Portland muttered to himself, immediately understanding everything, finding that sliver of possibility among countless impossibilities, and sorting out the vast amount of knowledge.

The four main gods' expressions grew increasingly grim, their eyes flashing with boundless killing intent, and streams of murderous aura emanating from their bodies. As time passed, their astonishing aura continued to rise.

Rao said coldly, "Let's not talk about that. That Ye Ritian is a new generation of Kryptonian false god. This matter has seriously affected our status. We have already made enemies with him, and he will not let us go. We need you to create a brand new second-generation Ancient Doomsday, which can counter the evolution and immunity of the first generation on the basis of the original. It would be best if it were an upgraded and enhanced version of the monster Doomsday, stronger than the first generation. Moreover, it must be created as soon as possible. This is related to the survival of our Kryptonian pantheon in the realm of gods. We are facing life and death at any time!"

Portland muttered, "Destruction? So be it. Or move out of the realm of the gods. Where can't we live and become gods? Besides, you've destroyed countless Kryptonians. Countless Kryptonians have died because of your wanton manipulation. Countless unknown destinies have been led to their inevitable end under your guidance. Your deaths will be a price to pay for them!"

"That's enough, Portland. Just do your own thing. Don't worry about us. Your primary goal is to develop the second Doomsday!"

The four main gods were slightly annoyed. This guy was getting more and more outrageous, daring to say anything and speaking without restraint!

"cut!"

Portland snorted coldly, but didn't pursue the matter further. Instead, he took action, walked into the prepared laboratory, and began to tackle the domain of the second-generation Ancient Doomsday. Fortunately, he still remembered the cell structure of the first-generation sample.

"Do you know how difficult it is to create an ancient doomsday? That doomsday is a magnificent work of art that I spent my entire life researching. It took a lot of time and energy. It is an irreplaceable replica. Even the gods are no match for it. Now that I have just been resurrected and haven't even had time to be happy and enjoy it, you have given me an even bigger task... It's easy for you to talk when you're not in my shoes."

Portland was somewhat mentally broken. Being resurrected was originally a good thing. Who would want to die if they could live, unless they had lived enough? Doomsday was the culmination of his life's work, and its creation was no easy feat. In his eyes, it was even perfect.

Now we have to create an even more perfect one, stronger than the original, capable of countering the opponent's evolution, and immune to the opponent's evolution into a system that restrains its own evolution... My goodness, this is truly an enigmatic mathematical problem!

Portland shook his head, his mind filled with a jumble of perplexing thoughts, and murmured...

"However... this is also a challenge, and I'm very interested in it. The first generation lacked individual rationality, it was absolute chaos and disorder, and it continued to evolve relying on the instincts in its genes. So the second generation could have rationality, even divinity, and an endless, insane immunity, perhaps..."

Portland's eyes were gleaming with a sinister smile, a terrifying aura quietly unfolding within him. He had conceived an even bolder plan: to merge himself with the second Doomsday, possessing all its powers. He would not only become a god but also slay a god, possessing absolute will without losing his madness. Haha.

He sneered inwardly, "I'll definitely shock those four bastards to death! What kind of trash god are they? I'll become the supreme god, the god of doomsday, the god-king of the multiverse!"

The four main gods stared blankly at the scientist Portland, who alternated between muttering to himself and laughing maniacally, all of which they witnessed, filling them with doubt and astonishment.

"This person...is he insane?"

In the end, they all came to the conclusion that this guy was a madman, a crazy scientist. Seeing his busy figure, the four of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's no need to tell him that we want to devour the second-generation Ancient Doomsday. In the end, he's just a pawn in our game, yet he dares to dream of jumping out of the game."

A sinister glint flashed in the eyes of the God of Wisdom as he discussed the matter with his three teammates.

The Moon Goddess also revealed a sinister smile and nodded, saying, "Of course. Once the plan is complete, we'll kill Portland first, and then we'll kill Ye Ritian."

The God of Wisdom said coldly, "Next, we just need to wait and see how things develop in Portland. Just in case, we will protect him closely until his experiment succeeds!"

The Moon Goddess chimed in, "Alright! We won't bother that Ye Ritian for a while!"

The goddess didn't say anything; everything was going smoothly, and all they needed to do was take good care of Portland.

"Orphan Silver Superman, don't think you've got the victory in the bag just because you've swallowed up the Ancient Doomsday. The original Constructor is in our hands. Once Portland creates an Ultimate Second Generation Doomsday, then we'll have four Ancient Doomsdays. Let's see how you handle that!"

Rao sneered, his eyes filled with immense emotions. Endless rage burned the image of Ye Ritian in his mind until it was completely incinerated, and only then did the emotions in his eyes slowly dissipate.

Just then, a shocking change occurred.

The moon goddess, the goddess of beauty, the god of wisdom, and the sun god, among others, suddenly paled and stared straight ahead.

boom!

With a soft sound, under the watchful eyes of the four main gods, ripples suddenly appeared in the void around Portland, and a large, powerful, white hand reached out and grabbed directly at Portland.

With a sudden roar, the five fingers spread out like a massive mountain peak that stretched as far as the eye could see, blotting out the sky and the sun. The giant hand grabbed Portland and held him in its palm.

This move was clearly intended to capture him, not kill him, because the hand was not clenched so tightly that it left no gaps, giving the impression that there was room for maneuver.

Portland was terrified: "What...what is this? Who attacked me?"

Honestly, even the smartest man couldn't imagine who would target him at this moment. He had just been resurrected, had no enemies, and wasn't fighting with anyone for his inheritance. Who could possibly want to kill him?!

The four main gods stared in disbelief at the shocking turn of events. Someone had actually dared to intrude into their domain and make a move, even arresting people right under their noses. It was utterly outrageous!

Provoked, Raoh reacted immediately, shouting coldly, "Stop! I don't care who you are who ambushed my Krypton, but anyone who dares to run wild on our turf must die!"

Swish!

He raised his hand and unleashed a divine attack, resembling a beam of light. Its vast and dazzling brilliance concealed boundless killing intent. Do not be deceived by its beauty; this is a terrifying beam of light capable of killing.

This light can easily destroy a universe, tear apart its framework and shake its foundations. Its powerful force bombards the void with terrifying force, reaching its very end at an extremely fast speed.

boom!

Rao's attack struck the giant hands precisely, but caused no damage whatsoever. Rao's energy dissipated rapidly, and the beam of light vanished instantly.

Rao looked on incredulously: "No way, he's this strong with just one hand?"