American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 337 is coming.

Justice League lobby.

Inside the monitoring room.

Countless city projections were displayed on a giant wall screen, and Batman stared expressionlessly at the large screen not far away.

He sat in a chair, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Another patrol, no abnormalities found in Gotham City."

Diana's voice came through the headset.

"Everything in the seaside city is as usual."

Clark's voice also joined the meeting discussion.

"Continue monitoring."

Batman responded by resting his chin on his hands.

He was thinking.

Where exactly is the Mother Box that was placed in human hands?

"Victor."

He cautiously pushed open the closed door, and the no-longer-young Black man gazed cautiously at the figure standing outside the window.

"Perhaps you should go out for a walk."

How I live my life is none of your business!

The boy took off his coat, revealing a metallic body.

The remaining half of the face revealed a gloomy expression: "If you could have come with me that night, my mother wouldn't have died in the car accident, and I wouldn't be in this ghostly state now."

The boy's words were like a sharp blade piercing the man's heart. He remained silent for a long time, then took out a pre-prepared tape recorder from his pocket and placed it on the table: "I know you're feeling very upset right now, I hope you can listen to this."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The boy remained silent. Shortly after his father left, he turned on the phonograph his father had left him.

"Sizzle~"

A crackling sound rang out beside my ear.

"Victor, your abilities are now extraordinary, and incredibly powerful."

"You have unlimited potential."

"In the world of network messages made up of 0s and 1s, you are the absolute overlord."

"In modern life, no one can live without internet devices."

"And you have the ability to easily break through firewalls, hack into other people's electronic devices, and paralyze a country's network."

"This ability is extremely powerful and domineering. I'm telling you this simply to let you know."

"You need to understand what you should do with this ability."

"Will you become one of the revered heroes of the Justice League, or a villain feared by the people?"

"But whatever choice you make, I will love you."

Victor silently put down the tape recorder in his hand.

He took a deep breath, his metal throat bobbed, and he closed his eyes slightly, instantly appearing in the online world.

Just as his father said, he was the absolute overlord of the internet!

"So, what kind of person should I become?"

With his mother's face flashing through his mind, Victor made up his mind. His thoughts raced, and he moved through the internet, heading towards the Tower Network where the Justice League was located.

then.

boom!

A figure blocked Victor's path.

"Intruders, annihilate them!"

A short-haired woman suddenly appeared, blocking Victor's view. In an instant, she unleashed countless pieces of programming data, raining them down on Victor.

"Fuck!"

There was no time to respond; the massive torrent of data transformed into two roaring fire dragons that lunged at Victor.

The boy stumbled and dodged the dragon's attack, watching as two fire dragons tore apart a skyscraper made of data streams.

Bricks flew as Victor scrambled to escape, shouting, "I'm not an intruder!"

"My name is Victor, and I'm a college dropout. I'm here only to help you! To help the Justice League."

Despite Victor's explanation, the Singer remained unmoved, only constructing more data hounds to hunt down Victor.

"Damn it!"

Victor was forced to fight back, creating a data assault rifle in the online world.

"I've come to you because I have a mother box at home!"

He shouted out the information, and the dragons and hounds around him stopped biting.

"We're in communication," the singer replied expressionlessly.

In the real world at this moment,

Batman.

The singer's cold voice came through the earpiece.

"explain."

Bruce lifted his heavy eyelids and asked.

"A young man named Victor is trying to hack into the Justice League's firewall and claims to have the Mother Box."

"Mother box?"

Batman straightened up instantly; he hadn't forgotten the story of the three Mother Boxes.

Where is the boy now?

Walking through the alley, Silas Stone slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his eyes filled with helplessness.

A car accident not only changed his son Victor, but also took his wife's life.

At the same time, his son Victor was also in imminent danger. In order to avoid losing his two beloved children overnight, he chose to use the Mother Box in the interstellar laboratory to save his son, but the Mother Box also turned him into a half-human, half-machine creature.

"Buzzing~"

Before Silas could think too much, the sound of wind blowing overhead interrupted his thoughts.

"Gah!"

The piercing screams were particularly jarring in the silent night. Silas looked up and saw several monsters dressed in alien armor roaring and howling at him.

The monsters flapped their wings and swooped down, grabbing Silas's arm amidst his terrified screams!

Chebelli.

"so?"

Steppenwolf suddenly raised his head, a wicked smile flashing in his eyes: "The Parademons have found the last Mother Box?"

"And in Gotham City?"

"Open the mother box teleportation channel!"

He stood up, gripping the axe in his hand: "I'm coming over now!"

hum!

The Mother Box burst forth with dazzling light, constructing a spatial passage. Steppenwolf waved his hand, signaling his Parademons to follow him.

"soon."

Steppenwolf stepped into the spatial portal, a joyful smile spreading across his face: "Soon I'll be able to conquer this world and return to Apokolips!"

"We've arrived."

With a flash of golden magical light, two figures stood on a desolate and barren land almost simultaneously.

"Life protection."

Gino used magic to reduce the chances of the two being exposed to radiation.

"What's there?"

Barry, now dressed in his red Flash suit, was looking up at the tall buildings in the distance.

It was covered in black metallic substances, looking both mysterious and terrifying.

"The Mother Box can modify the terrain, and these black metals are a kind of defensive fortification of the Mother Box."

Gino picked up a pebble from the ground and tossed it gently.

"Whoosh!"

The stone traced a graceful arc through the air, hurtling towards the distance.

Then, as if sensing the invasion of their territory by wild beasts, the black matter instantly transformed into sharp blades that pierced the pebbles, turning them into dust!

At the same time, seemingly sensing the intruders' presence, one after another, Parademons flapped their wings and flew out, countless dense beams of light falling towards the two.

Gino raised his arm, and a golden magical shield appeared. Thousands of beams of light fell into it, splashing out ripples as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

"Alright, Barry, get ready for battle."

(End of this chapter)