In the end, Carl gave up on further research because studying the lamp ring alone could not explore the power of the emotional spectrum, and even if some results were obtained, they would not be worth the effort put in.

Kevin withdrew his right hand from the device and said, "What a pity. If we could mass-produce lamp rings, we might have been able to replace the Stigmata Project."

Jackal said, "My Lord, there is no need to be disappointed. In fact, even if we created the Lamp Ring, our universe does not have an emotional spectrum, so it is impossible to sustain the consumption."

“Hmm.” Kevin turned a page of the comic and said, “From this, it’s clear that the Superman universe is incredibly diverse in its power systems, and planets are just a small stage.”

Grey Snake said, "After all, it's a comic book, so of course it should be as exciting as possible."

“But now that the comic has become reality, we have to start dealing with them.” Kevin closed the comic and began giving instructions.

“Collect all the comics from the past few decades without missing a single one, then have the intelligence department analyze them. Also, coat the outer layer of all the important laboratories with a layer of lead.”

"Jackal".

"exist."

"You can't replicate the lamp ring, but surely you can replicate the red sunlight."

"No problem, we have obtained relevant data from astronomical exploration. Give me three days, no more than two days, that will be enough."

When a star passes through its long prime—the main sequence stage—and enters its old age, it will first become a red giant.

The young yellow sun can grant Superman superpowers, while the red sun will erase those powers. Krypton's sun is the red sun, which makes the Kryptonians ordinary people on their home planet.

However, compared to the immediate effects of Kryptonite, the red sun is not so convenient. Depending on the amount of energy in Superman's body, it may require continuous exposure for anywhere from a few minutes to several days.

Kevin nodded: "Once you've finished it, we'll contact each other again."

……

……

St. Freya's side was noisy and chaotic, and it took several minutes to get back on track.

Theresa and the others knew that Bronya had been to the DC world, but because she didn't bring any souvenirs, they didn't really feel it. It was only when they saw Karl that they truly realized that their fantasy had become reality.

Theresa led everyone to the office and then asked curiously, "Mr. Superman, what brings you to our world? Is it like in the comics, where you travel through the universe to catch a fugitive criminal?"

Karl laughed and said, "You're overthinking it. I just received a request for help from Bronya, so I came to help her out."

“Bronya’s red light ring has gone out of control,” Bronya added.

"Oh, so Bronya, you brought souvenirs? Why didn't you show them to us?" Kiana asked curiously as soon as she heard that Bronya had something from the comic book world.

"Idiot Kiana, that's not some toy," Bronya said, clearly annoyed. She'd almost been killed by the Red Light Ring.

"I'm just curious about the items from other worlds," Kiana said shyly.

Suddenly, Carl remembered something. He opened his palm, and a box with a question mark printed on it fell into his hand.

This is a targeted lottery ticket. It looks like this after being taken out of the chat group. If you select one, the question mark on the box will turn into the symbol of that world.

"Kiana, if you're really curious, why don't you do me a favor?" Karl said.

"Huh? What kind of help?" Kiana asked, puzzled.

"This is a blind box. Can you help me open it? If you can get something good out of it, I'll give you a gift."

Karl planned to have Kiana draw the lottery for him. He remembered that Kiana had always been very lucky in this area. Anyway, no matter which world he chose, it all came down to luck in the end, so he might as well have someone with incredible luck draw for him.

"Yay! I'm a true European who always gets gold items in single pulls. Watch me get the rarest item."

Kiana didn't hesitate at all, immediately opening the box and even skipping the step of choosing a world.

Suddenly, the room was filled with colorful light, and a stream of light leaped out of the box and landed in Karl's hand.

When the light faded, everyone could see the prop clearly. It was a large, multicolored, columnar crystal with a handle at the bottom, resembling a sword hilt. However, as a sword, this gemstone was absolutely unqualified, as even the blade had not been fully forged.

"It's quite pretty, but what exactly did I get?" Kiana asked.

"It looks like a magical artifact." Karl recognized it. It was a magical artifact from the doctor's world, called the Gem Sword, which possessed the incredible ability to interfere with parallel worlds to a certain extent.

“I should be able to use it.” Karl put away the gem sword. Kiana’s luck was indeed good. Although she didn’t get a cosmic-level artifact, this kind of item that can interfere with other worlds is exactly what she needs. Relying solely on the Speed ​​Force to travel through time is ultimately a bit too narrow. He’s not the Flash who can generate the Speed ​​Force.

"So Kiana, what kind of item do you want? You should know a lot about my world, so tell me, what do you want?" Karl asked.

But at this moment, Kiana, who was usually very carefree, suddenly became embarrassed and scratched her head, saying:

"No need, no need, you're practically giving me something for free, I can't possibly accept it. I was just a little curious, I didn't really want anything."

"Are you sure you don't want it?" Karl asked again.

Kiana shook her head and said, "Really, no need. If there's anything I really want, it's to become the strongest Valkyrie, destroy the Honkai, and make this world a better place."

Kiana's words surprised everyone present; Kiana's level of awareness was surprisingly high.

Karl laughed and said, "I'm planning to eliminate the Honkai anyway. As for your wish, you can keep it for now and tell me when you've thought it through."

Chapter 126 Playing the Emotional Card

Hearing that Karl planned to fight against the Honkai, Theresa felt a little dizzy. It was like a character from a comic book suddenly jumping out and saying he would help her save the world. The most important thing was that he might actually have the ability. Anyone would have their brain overloaded if they were in his shoes.

“Superman! Are you really going to help us?” Theresa asked excitedly.

Carl said, "What, am I behaving strangely?"

"No, you're Superman, after all." Theresa and her group had an initial impression of Superman, and after a slight surprise, they calmed down. Isn't saving the world a matter of course for Superman?

“That’s great news! With Superman here, we don’t even need to fear the Herrschers.” Theresa said happily, “If only a Herrscher came right now, Superman, your power wouldn’t be wasted.”

Theresa knew that Superman's abilities surpassed those of the Herrschers, and at this moment, she actually began to look forward to the appearance of the Herrschers.

Karl silently complained to himself, "If that's the case with the Herrschers, there are three of them in this small room."

Bronya, who has just become the Herrscher of Reason, Raiden Mei, the Herrscher of Thunder who is suppressing her power, and Kiana, a clone with the personality of the Herrscher of the Void within her, finding a Herrscher would be very simple.

Carl snapped out of his thoughts and said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who only knows how to fight and kill? My superpowers include a super brain."

“Uh…” Theresa was a little embarrassed. She had completely forgotten about this point, since Superman works almost always emphasize Superman’s strength rather than his intelligence.

Karl said, "Bronya told me that Honkai energy can corrode the human body, so let's start by making drugs that can resist Honkai energy."

Theresa nodded repeatedly, then strode out of the office with her short legs: "I'll go get the documents for you right now!"

Karl smiled and then started chatting with the Bronya.

A few minutes later, the office door opened again, but it wasn't Theresa who walked in; it was Fu Hua.

"Class monitor, what brings you here?" Kiana asked in surprise.

However, Fu Hua did not answer her, but instead said to Karl, "Mr. Superman, the Bishop of Destiny invites you, and we hope you can accept the invitation."

Bronya frowned slightly: "Squad leader, could it be that you're the mole planted here by headquarters?"

Bronya suggested that Karl come to St. Freya Academy first, not because she didn't want him to go to the Schicksal headquarters, since the headquarters had the most complete information, but because she wanted Karl to have some understanding of the Honkai beforehand, so that he wouldn't be fooled by Otto with fake information.

Furthermore, Bronya had previously concluded that St. Freya Academy had spies from the Schicksal headquarters, and it wouldn't be long before the headquarters sent someone to contact Karl. Before that, Karl could make preparations.

Bronya was surprised to find that the mole was the usually serious and earnest class monitor. She thought that someone as upright as Fu Hua would never be a mole.

"I'm sorry," Fu Hua said briefly, then fell silent and waited for Karl's reply.

Bronya didn't take any further action. She knew it wasn't the right time, and simply being a spy for headquarters wasn't a particularly serious matter; at most, they would distance themselves from Fu Hua in the future.

Karl stood up and said, "Alright, I'll also meet the leaders of Schicksal. Bronya told me you are the largest anti-Honkai organization."

Fu Hua didn't respond, but simply made a gesture of invitation, and then led Karl outside the office building.

Once they reached a secluded spot, she handed Karl a tablet and said, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, the Bishop isn't here. We'll use this to contact you first."

Karl didn't mind. He opened the tablet, and an image of a blond man appeared on it—it was none other than Bishop Otto of Destiny.

Otto began, “Hello, Mr. Superman, I’m sorry to speak to you in such an impolite manner. I should have met with you in person, but I simply couldn’t wait any longer.”

Karl understood Otto's feelings, after all, Otto's greatest wish was to resurrect someone who had been dead for 500 years, and he had made countless efforts for this.

In the DC universe, there are clearly methods to revive people, and there are even more than one to choose from. Under such circumstances, it's no wonder Otto couldn't wait.

“Hello, Mr. Otto,” Karl greeted him, then said, “Since you think it would be better to talk face to face, let’s meet.”

“Oh, then I’ll start making arrangements right away,” Otto replied.

"No need."

After Karl finished speaking, he put down the tablet, tilted his ear to listen to the sound, and suddenly soared into the sky, disappearing from Fu Hua's sight in the blink of an eye.

Karl flew all the way from the Far East to Europe, where he saw nine floating islands, which were the headquarters of Destiny.

Carl landed in front of a luxurious building, making quite a noise upon landing.

“I’ve arrived,” Carl said to the tablet in his hand.

A few seconds later, the door in front of Karl opened from the inside, and Otto walked out with a surprised look on his face.

Otto's mental fortitude honed over 500 years allowed him to immediately compose himself; an ordinary person would probably have thought they had just misread something.

"As expected of Superman, he locked onto my location in an instant. I thought the artistically rendered scenes in the comics would be a bit exaggerated, but now it seems to be a completely realistic record," Otto praised.

The stronger Carl is, the happier he is, because if the outrageous claims about Superman are true, then the methods of resurrecting people in DC comics will also seem plausible. The better Carl performs, the more reliable those methods will appear.

“Mr. Otto, you don’t need to be so polite. You must have something more important to say to me since you’re so eager to see me,” Karl said.

Otto immediately showed signs of distress, changing his expression three times in a short period of time, truly a master of face-changing.

"Mr. Superman should already know about the existence of the Honkai. Unlike you, we ordinary people are very fragile. The only way to fight against a natural disaster like the Honkai is to give everything."

"Due to the higher Honkai energy resistance of women, coupled with the invention of artificial Stigmata technology, we had no choice but to select the Valkyrie class as the main force against Honkai."

"I can't possibly express their hardships with my words, Mr. Superman. Would you please come with me somewhere?"

Otto brought Karl to the hospital at the Destiny Base.

There are many Valkyries here who were seriously injured on the battlefield, but there are many more who are older and gradually unable to resist the corruption of Honkai energy. They used to be warriors, but now they can only lie in hospital beds.

"As you can see, the artificial stigma technology is not perfect. Even if they don't die on the battlefield, almost none of them live past 20 years after becoming Valkyries."

Chapter 127 Manufacturing Medicine

“They are all heroes, but they should have had better lives if they hadn’t been forced by circumstances, instead of becoming suicide bombers.”

After being corrupted by Honkai energy, if the resistance is high enough, they will not die directly. Animals may become Honkai Beasts, while humans will become zombies. They can jump, run, and fight, but they have no life and will only attack humans mindlessly.

If a Valkyrie fails to withstand the Honkai erosion, she will become like that, and when this happens, her teammates will usually kill her without hesitation.

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