I became Superman

Zhou Ming had only seen this thing in videos.

After the mutation began, Zhou Ming became interested in it, mainly because he was interested in the highest achievement of modern human weaponry, and also wanted to know if he would be able to resist it one day.

So when he has nothing to do these days, he looks for related videos to watch. When he sees the light that looks like the rising sun and the mushroom cloud in the videos, he can't help but feel amazed.

This is the power that wisdom brings to mankind, and one day he will use his own body to fight against the super power created by human wisdom.

I never expected this day to come so soon, and in such a setting.

Wait... can landscape architects even build things like this?

Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

Zhou Ming dared not be negligent.

Theoretically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid of this kind of thing now.

However, the shadow of a tree, as perhaps the most famous weapon in human history, is still something he should take seriously.

Zhou Ming adjusted his force field to its maximum and then headed towards the dozen or so falling nuclear weapons.

Before he could get close, he felt a blinding flash of light.

The entire small world was filled with intense light, making it impossible to see anything else.

It was just a small world about ten miles away, but a dozen high-yield nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, and the core of the explosion was almost everywhere.

Temperatures reaching tens of millions of degrees are comparable to those at the core of the sun, and theoretically, it is impossible for any substance to maintain its state at such temperatures.

But as everyone knows, Superman doesn't talk about theory.

Zhou Ming hovered in mid-air, letting the impact and radiation of the explosion sweep over him.

His force field generated intense turbulence.

This means that while the impact of these nuclear bombs was indeed powerful enough, it was still not enough to break through the force field and reach his body.

……

In the initial set design, Minglou sat at a wooden table, intently watching the scene unfold.

That place called the nuclear bomb landscape is one of his trump cards; once activated, even he dares not linger there.

His physical body wasn't as monstrous as that guy's.

He didn't know if the guy could hold on, but if he couldn't, he planned to pull him out in time.

The other party was not the kind of deity that harmed society, and he did not want to exterminate them.

Minglou stared intently at the nuclear bomb sculpture and soon "saw" a bright flash erupt from it. He knew then that the nuclear bomb had exploded.

He focused his attention on Zhou Ming, preparing to immediately move him away if the other showed signs of giving out.

This is his skill as a landscape architect; he would never make a mistake.

But he soon realized that he had been worrying for nothing.

That guy hovered calmly at the center of the explosions of more than a dozen nuclear bombs, letting the shockwaves pass over him.

Judging from his posture, he didn't seem to be enduring a nuclear bombing; rather, he looked like he was strolling along a riverbank, enjoying the spring breeze and taking a leisurely spring outing.

No way...

Even the well-informed Minglou was somewhat dumbfounded at this moment.

Wait, what is he going to do?

Minglou saw Zhou Ming suddenly move, rushing towards the ground and slamming his fist into it.

Ouch!

Minglou felt a sharp pain in his head, and a scene in his mind suddenly collapsed.

Then the familiar figure crashed down from mid-air into the flowerbed in front of his thatched hut.

Minglou went over to check on it with a pained expression, complaining, "You came out, fine, but why did you ruin my flowerbed!"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "You bombed me with a nuclear bomb, and I destroyed your flower garden and you're still upset? Besides, this is your landscaping. You can just think of restoring it."

Minglou said with heartache, "I didn't plant these flowers; I transplanted them from my hometown... Oh well, it's their fate."

He turned back, looking at Zhou Ming with a complicated expression, and said, "You've really given me a big problem."

Zhou Ming said, "I'm qualified to be that exception, aren't I?"

Minglou said, "Perhaps. You have reached a level that I do not understand, but the level of the Empire is also something I do not understand. I cannot make a judgment on two things that I do not understand."

Zhou Ming said, "It seems I need to visit someone even more important."

Minglou remained silent for a while before saying, "If you trust me, then leave this matter to me. I will definitely meet your demands and ensure that the Empire will not make any demands on you."

"The Empire bears a very important mission, which I cannot tell you now. If you clash with the Empire, the end result will be fatal, for all of humanity."

"I don't think you'd be happy with this outcome either."

Zhou Ming said indifferently, "I only want unrestrained freedom; I have no interest in anything else."

Minglou smiled and said, "That's good. I'll take you on a tour of the headquarters. Afterwards, I may have to go back to Shenjing in person. You can stay here and wait for news, or you can go back to Chengdu first."

As he spoke, he led Zhou Ming toward the elevator that went up.

The elevator doors opened, but inside was not an elevator, but an endless expanse of darkness and emptiness.

Minglou was taken aback, clearly unprepared. Then his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Minglong, what are you doing?"

There was no response from those around.

Zhou Ming asked, "What went wrong?"

Ming Lou's face turned ashen as he said, "We've been taken into custody."

Zhou Ming asked in confusion, "What containment?"

Minglou looked at him apologetically and said, "Before you arrived, I discussed with another god at headquarters that if you refused to cooperate with the Empire, we would take you in to prevent you from escaping and causing harm to society."

"I proposed to talk to you first, and whether or not to contain you would depend on the outcome of the talks. For some reason, my companion initiated the containment mechanism on his own."

Zhou Ming wasn't flustered, but rather curious, and asked, "What kind of containment mechanism is this, that it's so confident it can contain a god?"

Minglou explained, "There's no fixed mechanism for containing gods. Each of the Empire's mechanisms for containing gods is based on the characteristics of the god itself."

"Our Southwest Headquarters' containment mechanism is designed to work with my abilities. It uses the Saliva of the Candle Dragon, an incredibly solid substance that is very difficult to destroy. As long as I pull the deity into my landscape and then wrap my landscape with the Saliva of the Candle Dragon, it is equivalent to containing the deity."

Zhou Ming asked in surprise, "You mean, His Majesty Minglong, without us even realizing it, used some kind of Candle Dragon Saliva to cover such a large area of ​​real scenery?"

Minglou laughed and said, "You don't know this, but this scene of mine was originally inside the Zhulong's saliva."

"The Zhulong Saliva is a pearl the size of a fingernail. My vision is inside the pearl; otherwise, it would be impossible to actually dig a space more than ten miles underground to hold my vision."

"You've reduced the spatial dimension of the scene."

Zhou Ming suddenly realized.

Minglou nodded and said, "Normally, the Zhulong Saliva is not in a contained state. There is a passage connecting this place to the outside world, and I need to give my permission to sever the passage."

"Because of our meeting, I entrusted the Candle Dragon's Saliva to Minglong for safekeeping. For some reason, he activated the containment mechanism without authorization."