Zombie Marvel? Luckily, I'm Superman!

The old man was panting heavily with anger, wanting to explain, but ultimately held back.

He also knew that he was being too concerned about Eli. And as Eli grew older and more mature, he was gradually becoming impatient.

No, the truth is not concern, but worry.

He wasn't exaggerating; Eli was indeed different from other young Kryptonians, or rather, different from all other Kryptonians.

Eli loses control when faced with dire situations.

That was when Eli was still young. Back then, the old man, like other parents of the Kryptonians, loved to let his descendants experience all kinds of hardships and dangers so that they could become stronger faster.

But after that incident of losing control, the old man's way of treating Eli changed dramatically.

Fortunately, he was the only one present when things went out of control; no one else knew about it.

The old man was unwilling to mention that time he lost control to anyone, as it would likely cause other Kryptonians to see Eli as an outcast.

He didn't even want to think about that loss of control, how much pain Eli was in, or what kind of destruction he caused.

Fortunately, Eli had no memory of what happened after he lost control.

Therefore, he couldn't explain too much, which caused the old man a lot of distress.

For all these years, the old man has been avoiding putting Eli in dire situations, and that's why.

It wasn't that Eli was prevented from participating in the challenge, but rather that the old man felt that in this situation, having Eli possess greater strength before taking on the challenge would ensure a safe passage.

He knew this was putting the cart before the horse, since the purpose of participating in the challenge was to improve combat power faster and better.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

The old man never stopped investigating why Eli lost control.

After extensive investigation, the focus shifted to Eli's genes.

But when the investigation went deeper, the old man couldn't find any information about where the out-of-control genes came from or what they were composed of.

Even analyzing this part of the gene is impossible.

This made the old man's mind even more heavy.

Since the Kryptonians' current technology cannot analyze it, the origin of this gene can only be manifested by an existence superior to the Kryptonians.

His son didn't have this gene, and his daughter-in-law was also a Kryptonian. After some tests, no abnormal gene was found. Yet it appeared in Eli's body.

This made the old man suspect that someone had done something to Eli when he was young.

The Space Association? Or some other association or organization hostile to the Kryptonians?

Or perhaps... a manager?

In the old man's eyes, they were all suspects.

The investigation must continue; until then, Eli must not be allowed to fall into a desperate crisis.

Even when he was still young, Eli's loss of control unleashed such destructive power.

Given Eli's current strength, if things get out of control...

The old man squinted his eyes.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

The old man knew that his time was running out, and he could sense that he was becoming increasingly dissatisfied with his control.

We need to find the cause or a solution before Eli completely explodes!

With little time available and the investigation making no progress, the old man inevitably became increasingly irritable.

His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

Damn it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the angrier I get, the more my hands

How exactly did his bastard son take care of Eli?!

He picked up the communicator and typed and sent a bunch of text.

Then, with a loud "bang!", the communicator shattered on the table...

The message crossed the endless space of the dimensional gap world and was transmitted to a communicator belonging to a man named Warren who was fighting monsters on a remote continent.

As the special notification sound rang out, Warren, who had been somewhat lazy, suddenly sharpened his gaze.

His right fist clenched instantly and he unleashed a powerful punch.

The roaring monster that charged forward flew back at an even faster speed.

This punch rendered it temporarily immobile, and even its mind went blank. It couldn't understand how its previously soft fist had suddenly become as hard as the monster cakes its grandmother used to make.

Warren took out his communicator and muttered something strange in a low voice: "Old man?"

Turn on the communicator.

Your daughter ran away! Where are you? I'm going to beat you up!

ha?

Warren's face contorted in pain as he looked at him.

I read it again and even checked the sender's identity.

It really is the old man.

But what does it mean that the daughter ran away?

Was the old man's account hacked?

……

Ding-dong!

Another communication alert came through, and Warren sensed something was wrong.

This is his wife's notification sound.

Where did you run off to? The old man is here, and he seems very irritable and angry. You'd better hide out for a few days.

[Also, do you know where Eli is? She's set to block all messages. What happened?]

Warren was completely baffled.

Hiding for a few days? Hiding my ass! The Space Ruins will stabilize in a week and can be opened.

There was no time for him to hide.

"roar!"

The monster, completely oblivious, roared and charged again.

"Get lost! I don't have time to play with you right now."

Before he could even reach Warren, he was sent flying with an impatient slap, this time even further away, and was completely knocked unconscious.

Before losing the ritual, the monster had only one thought.

You call this playing?

……

After swatting the monster away, Warren frowned and walked towards his starship.

There was no way to hide; the messages from the two of them came one after another, both revealing the same issue.

What is Eli up to? Not only has he rejected all messages, but he has also disappeared without a trace.

Thinking back on the old man's excessive "pampering" of Eli in the past, Warren sneered.

Based on the information he gathered, he felt that Eli's problem was most likely related to the old man.

The Space Ruins are about to open, and Eli's actions are probably related to the fact that the old man is preventing her from participating again, or like before, he is ostensibly letting her participate but actually arranging for her to play a minor role in the rear!

If Eli cannot be found before the Space Ruins open, and he is sent alone into some unknown part of the Space Ruins, the danger is self-evident.

The old man not only doesn't reflect on his actions, but he also blames himself?

Thinking about this, Warren himself was filled with anger.

Do you want to beat yourself up too?

He still thinks he's the same person he was a few years ago?

This time, I'll pinch the old man's arm until it's bruised before I feel better!

Tell the old man I'm going back right now!

After sending a message to his wife, Warren boarded a starship and sped back home.

Meanwhile, on continent number 02, a tall man wearing a mask sat on a minimalist metal throne, staring blankly at a picture.

He is the manager of this dimensional gap world, and also one of the earliest beings trapped in it.

The picture in my hand shows a human being.

He looked at the people in the picture with a gaze that seemed to be filled with nostalgia and emotion, as if he were seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.