Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

As Clark regained consciousness, the Kryptonians' powerful regenerative abilities made him better every second than the last. Clark, who used to stutter, could now speak a long, heartfelt speech to Jupiter without any pressure.

"Honestly, Clark, I'm already very pleased that you can think this way!"

"I look forward to seeing you possess the strength to stand alone, to fly through the sky in a cloak, and to protect the world. I will patiently wait for you~"

Jupiter gave Clark his approval.

"Thank you, brother..."

Clark closed his eyes with satisfaction as he spoke. Right now, he had to do his best to rest, then try to get out of this hospital bed as soon as possible, start training as soon as possible, and try to fly into the sky to defend peace as soon as possible.

"You're welcome……"

Jupiter knew that Clark, that silly boy, had completely misunderstood him. He actually wanted Clark to know what it meant to back down when things got tough, but it didn't matter. Since Clark had misunderstood, he would just try a different approach.

"You are all my pride!"

Martha looked at Clark on the hospital bed and Jupiter, who stood tall and composed, and she was immediately moved. She was so lucky that her two children could be so friendly.

"Of course, we are all your pride, now and in the future!"

Jupiter nodded, assuring his mother in this world that he would always be Martha's pride.

"Ok!"

Martha nodded.

Next, Jupiter sent someone to let Martha and Jonathan rest, while Clark was sent to the hospital for treatment.

Jupiter returned to his office.

"It seems my foolish younger brother's determination is stronger than I imagined..."

"Then let's find him an opponent and have some fun!"

As Jupiter thought this, he snapped his fingers lightly, and suddenly the space in the entire room intertwined, with time and space constantly becoming disordered at that moment.

The next second, a middle-aged man dressed in white armor appeared in front of Jupiter.

"I didn't expect you to summon me?"

The man seemed to never expect that he would one day escape that hell. He greedily breathed in the air around him, as if cherishing every second of his moment.

"I've never forgotten you, Terry!"

The person Jupiter summoned was none other than Regent Tyger of Viltum, whom Jupiter had thrown into the breeding hell, where he was subjected to repeated exploitation every day.

"Speak! Why did you summon me? You must have a reason for summoning me, something you want me to do! You're not like your foolish brother, you're a pure Veltumian!"

The strong man before him had his arms crossed in front of him, displaying his muscular physique. He didn't seem to hate Jupiter for defeating him or for what he had done. On the contrary, Regent Tyger had always admired Jupiter. In his eyes, Jupiter's survival of the fittest was the law of survival that the people of Veltum should abide by.

"Ha ha……"

Jupiter simply smiled after hearing what the man in front of him said.

"I do need your help with something!"

"The world we live in right now is a completely new world, and I am now the greatest superhero in this world, but heroes need to be highlighted by evil! So, Trevor, do you know what I mean?"

Jupiter hinted to Turgene.

"Got it! You're still playing Nolan's game. Fine! If that's what you want, I'll create a near-perfect villain!"

Turgene understood Jupiter's meaning and nodded, indicating that he understood what Jupiter meant.

"This is for you..."

Jupiter thought for a moment and handed Trevor a yellow glass tube in which liquid was flowing continuously.

"This is……"

Cuige looked him up and down and realized that the thing in his hand was actually a syringe.

"This is a super serum that I developed from the bodies of the Kryptonians, a race unique to this world. It's something specifically designed to strengthen our bloodline. Once you inject this, you can have the advantages of the Kryptonians, while also compensating for the physical shortcomings of us Voidlings."

Jupiter explained to Turgene how to use the serum in his hand.

"understood!"

Cui Ge nodded, then picked up the serum and plunged it into a vein in his arm.

The special material of the syringe easily pierced Cuige's skin. As the liquid entered Cuige's body, he instantly felt that the world he was in had undergone a tremendous change.

"Hearing, reaction time, and vision are all improving; the senses can receive more and more information!"

"And it's still increasing, I see, is that so? Is this increase in me due to the sun in the sky?"

"How interesting. I never imagined that there was such a powerful race in the universe."

Trigger staggered a bit, and after pacing around the room like a drunkard for a few steps, he returned to normal. He had mastered the Kryptonians' powerful senses in just a few seconds, but he had not analyzed the source of their abilities.

How are you feeling now?

Jupiter asked Turgene.

"Zizzizi..."

Terry did not answer. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his bloodshot gaze burned the syringe in his hand to ashes.

When it could no longer be burned, Cuige's rough hands exerted a little force and squeezed the syringe into a handful of powder.

"I feel great right now!"

Cuige stretched his neck, making a cracking sound. He could feel the activity in his body's cells. He swore that his cells had never been so active before. This feeling was amazing.

"Then it's up to you, you big villain!"

Jupiter looked at Tyger with satisfaction, as if Tyger were his experimental subject, admiring his technical success.

"I will put on the most perfect performance, our great hero of Wiltum!"

After saying this, Terry transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared into the Kent Building at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

"My dear brother, no need to thank me. I know you will be extremely satisfied with the opponent I have chosen for you!"

Jupiter stood in his office, hands behind his back, admiring the beautiful view outside the building, and muttered to himself.

"boom!!"

Outside……

Not long after leaving Kent Tower, Terry arrived in another city where a colossal 800-meter-tall building stood. While slightly shorter than the Tower of Babel, which was over a thousand meters tall, it was still quite imposing, embodying a vast amount of architectural technology. This building was called the Luther Tower. Ever since the Kent Group's forceful entry into Metropolis, the Luther Group had slunk away, building this tower in the neighboring city. Its 800-meter height seemed to indicate that the Luther Group was determined to fight the Kent Group to the very end!

Inside this massive building, a bald man nearly 1.9 meters tall looked at the city before him with a complex expression. Whenever he looked down at the city from this angle, his heart was filled with rage. This was not his city. This city was too unfamiliar to the Luther Group. Their real city should be the metropolis, but that damned Jupiter, a despicable alien who called himself a god on earth, had occupied his territory!

You seem very anxious!

Just as Luther was getting angry and agitated, a hoarse voice, commanding and condescending, reached the ears of the bald man in front of him.

"..."

“If I were you, I wouldn’t illegally break into someone else’s building, you… alien.”

The bald man was startled by the sound of the knife, but he pretended to be calm and relaxed. He turned around, looked at the uninvited, burly man in white, and said in a cold voice.

Wow!

"You recognized me as an alien at first glance, I have to give you a round of applause!"

The burly man in white, Cui Ge, applauded the head concubine's insight after hearing the bald man's words.

"Hehe, this is not a problem, Mr. Alien. You should understand that in the city next door, there is a damn guy in white clothes flying around in the sky every day, making people feel nauseous and giving them stomach aches!"

As he spoke, the bald man pulled a button from his sleeve. With a simple press, he could immediately alert everyone that his office had been hacked.

"Hahaha……"

"You Earthlings really love to pull these little tricks!"

Cuige stood up. He was unexpectedly amused by the bald man's comical performance from beginning to end, but that was the end of it.

In an instant, Cuige appeared in front of the bald man, grabbing his wrist—which was far too slender for Cuige to see—with one hand.

"Hey! Damn aliens, I knew you were planning to attack me!"

The bald man was none other than Lex Luthor, the owner of Luthor Tower. At this moment, he glared fiercely at Trigger. He had long guessed that one day that tight-fitting pervert who flew in the sky all day would come and kill him, simply because he was too smart.

"Hahaha……"

"Interesting idea, but unfortunately, I'm not here to cause you any trouble!"

"On the contrary, I'm here to help you. I know you must be very annoyed by that hypocritical guy who's always talking about world peace, right? Coincidentally, I'm also very annoyed by his behavior, so I want to support you and take him down together. Of course, I'm not just talking about him personally, but also the company behind him!"

With a smile, Tyger's eyes flashed red, instantly destroying the alarm hidden in the bald man's sleeve. He then tossed Luther onto a chair beside him, moved a chair over, sat down in front of Luther, and began to speak with a smile.

"You want to fight Jupiter II with me?"

Why should I trust you?

Luther narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't believe that this guy, who was clearly of the same race as that bastard in white flying around in the sky, would help him.

"It's simple, I can't stand what that bastard is doing!"

"We... Kryptonians are born to rule over you inferior civilizations, but that idiot not only gave himself an Earth name, but also thinks he's a god every day, naively considering himself a hero who protects peace, even violating our Kryptonian mission! This moron has completely disgraced us Kryptonians! Our Kryptonian power isn't for defense, but for conquest! So I must teach him a lesson and let him know why he's on this planet..."

Tig's expression held a hint of dissatisfaction, and his feelings were genuine. He did indeed dislike the naive ideas of some of the Veltum aliens, who believed that in this world, only the strong prey on the weak, and it was either you kill me or I kill you...

"I knew you aliens coming to Earth was never a good thing..."

Luther had an expression that said, "Everything is exactly what I expected." He had long suspected that an alien like Jupiter, whose entire being was designed for battle, was definitely not doing this for some stupid reason of protecting the weak. Ha! Protecting the weak? What a fucking idiotic thing to say!

"So you don't want to cooperate with me anymore, you weak Earthling!"

As he spoke, Terry floated up from his seat and looked down at Luther, who was sitting in the chair.

"Nonsense, of course I'd cooperate with you, an alien. At least we share the same goal: we both dislike that damned alien..."

Luther shook his head. He was confident that he could control the aliens in front of him and that he could decipher everything about them, provided that he could obtain some of their DNA. Previous attacks, whether missiles or melee weapons, had not been able to harm these damned aliens in any way. But Luther believed that these aliens definitely had ways to hurt each other!

This was Luther's chance, so he chose to play along, first cooperating with the idiotic aliens in front of him, and then wiping out the entire group of idiotic aliens!

Chapter 302 Inducement

Luther and Tyger appeared to have reached an agreement, but in reality, they both harbored ulterior motives and didn't take each other seriously.

Tyger needs someone who can give him enough influence in this world, and Luther also needs a powerful fighter who can deal with the invincible Jupiter. The two of them can be considered to be a good match.

On the other side...