American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

The soldiers were stiff and numb all over, frozen in place and unable to move.

Without the interference of bullets, the penguin continued its charge towards Lex Luthor.

Lex Luthor raised his gun to attack, but he adjusted it, expanding the range of the freezing ray and continuing to fire. He created an ice wall in front of him, then turned and ran.

Lex Luthor's side led to the office building's emergency exit, and he found the stairs and ran up.

That penguin moves by gliding along the ground. When running up stairs, a penguin's feet are definitely no match for a human's legs!

He ran up two floors and suddenly heard a penguin's roar coming from below: "You bald bastard, if you've got the guts, don't run away!"

Lex Luthor retorted:

"Silly penguin, if you're so capable, don't chase me! But with your short legs, you can't catch me anyway! Hahahaha, cough cough!"

"Ding!"

The penguin, who had pressed the elevator button before even speaking, revealed a wicked smile. "Really? You idiot Lex."

"Phew! Fifth floor is enough, right? My God, I'm exhausted! Phew..."

Lex Luthor leaned against the corner of the wall, panting. He really couldn't run anymore; he hadn't exercised as much as he had in the past few years!

"Hey Surprise, bald Lex! Hehehe!"

The sound of penguins rang out above his head, and Lex Luthor looked up in shock.

"Why! How is this possible! Your short legs can't be that fast!"

The penguin laughed and said:

"Take the elevator! You don't actually think taking the stairs is faster than taking the elevator, do you?"

Lex Luthor: "Impossible! The elevator buttons are so high up, how could you possibly press them?"

Feeling underestimated, the penguin said:

"Idiot, it's just a button. I can press it by jumping up. And even if I don't jump, I can use any tool, like a broom, to poke it. You don't think I'm as stupid as you, do you?"

For the first time, Lex Luthor felt his intelligence insulted by a penguin; common sense was limiting his imagination.

"Fuck, this doesn't make sense! It's just a penguin!"

"Wrong, I am the smartest penguin in the universe!"

The penguin slid down the stair railing, and just as it was about to reach Lex Luthor, it leaped up, performed a nimble 360-degree flip in mid-air, and landed with a flying kick!

"Ah!"

"puff!"

Lex Luthor got kicked in the stomach by a penguin, and it felt like his stomach acid was kicked out!

The penguin ignored him; its kick hadn't been forceful, just meant to cause Lex Luthor a momentary pain.

It picked up the high-tech freeze gun with its fin, a look of surprise on its bird face: "This gun is cool, I want it. What other good stuff do you have? Bring it out!"

Lex Luthor: "You...! I'll definitely catch you, Penguin!"

"It doesn't matter! As long as you can do it."

Kowaski's penguin body is fake; even if you catch it now, you won't be able to detect any penguin genes.

Moreover, with Lex's current technology, it's impossible to catch it.

Lex Luthor remained silent, but his eyes grew increasingly fierce.

…………

The words are divided into two parts.

Superman is receiving free missile sterilization.

The giant bat that released sonic attacks did not choose to fly away when the missiles approached.

Let the missiles shatter their bodies, and let the fragments of flesh fall to the ground. They will then transform back into rats and chase after the swarm of rats ahead.

Hundreds of missiles were aimed at them, and flashes of fire and explosions followed one after another. Large numbers of bats were blown to pieces, and flames shot into the sky.

However, the flames from the explosion inevitably affected Superman, with the high-temperature air waves blowing over him repeatedly, having a strong sterilizing effect.

All the bats in the sky have fallen to the ground; now the rats on the ground are the real danger!

Superman chased after them and used his Freeze Breath on the swarm of rats.

As the cold wind swept by, large numbers of rats froze solid; even in death, they maintained the motion of running.

As Superman flies, he blows air, and wherever he passes, rats are frozen into ice sculptures.

Previous heat vision tests have proven that they cannot be killed. Even if they are cut in half, they will not die, but will instead multiply!

Therefore, Superman believes that the best way to deal with them is to freeze them! This can inhibit their cellular activity and prevent them from dividing into more individuals.

Although we still can't kill them, we can limit their numbers and restrict their movements.

However, these rats are not ordinary rats. After discovering that many of their companions had died, their claws began to strengthen!

Their metallic claws dug frantically at the ground, and in just a few minutes, they were able to dig an entrance big enough to squeeze themselves inside.

Superman noticed it too. He used his X-ray vision to look at the ground and saw that there were quite a lot of rats that had burrowed underground.

His frozen breath was blocked by the ground and couldn't reach the ground, but his vision could.

Superman used a heat ray to strike the rat, penetrating the ground.

However, the injured rat split into even more individuals, and there were just too many rats.

Moreover, those rats would cooperate, with five or six rats digging a hole together, and their digging speed was faster than that of a machine.

"It happened!"

Superman was truly at a loss with the rats burrowing several meters underground; he couldn't possibly turn the entire LexCorp upside down to search for them.

A frustrated Superman glanced at where Lex Luthor was and saw him talking to a penguin.

He recognized the penguin; he had even participated in a chase with it before. In a flash, he flew over.

The fake penguin, which had been mocking Lex Luthor, suddenly dodged Superman's grab by a hair's breadth.

"It's that ability again. How did you do that?"

The fake penguin said confidently:

"It's simple. Who told you to release your bio-field all day long? As long as I turn myself into an electromagnet, I can dodge your attacks using the same magnetic field!"

Superman: "Okay, Kowalski, you really are a genius. So, is this farce finally over? You've already beaten up Lex Luthor!"

The swarm of rats outside, the unconscious general and soldiers, and Lex Luthor with a resentful and aggrieved expression—after all this commotion, not a single person has died.

Superman had already guessed that the penguins wanted to give them a hard time.

"I've already finished here. That arrogant idiot Lex has been successfully defeated by me. However, you seem to have forgotten about one more person."

"You mean that strange guy who can turn into a crow? What's his purpose?"

"Well, his purpose was to cover for me, and at the same time, he also likes to have fun!"

"He loves playing around!" Lex Luthor exclaimed in shock. "All those missiles I used, and he still hasn't killed me!"

"That's normal. If the ultimate creature at the top of the food chain could be easily killed, what kind of ultimate creature would it be? Unless you send it into space and let it fend for itself in the extreme environment there, you simply can't kill it on Earth!"

The Superman thing just sounds weird. It feels like this penguin is teaching them how to take down the ultimate creature!

Aren't you guys a team?

Penguin: "Being on a team doesn't mean you're compatible. If there's a monster around you who wants to eat you all day long, wouldn't you want to kill it?"

Superman pondered for a moment and said:

“I’ll think about it… Well, I’m not sure! In my understanding, overly dangerous creatures need to be kept in captivity. You’re considered a dangerous creature here too, so why don’t you come with me to the Arctic? I’ll take good care of you.”

I was inexplicably labeled a dangerous creature, and they even said they would take care of me?

The penguin thinks, "This Superman's gotten too cocky. Maybe he can't hold a knife anymore?"

It tried to clench its fist, but found that its fins could not clench or harden.

"Okay, I won't bother you for now. After all, you're Superman, aren't you? You have this inexplicable protective instinct."

Stop! Don't say anything about taking me away anymore, I can't be bothered to listen!

Among the rats outside, there's his true form; the one with the green tag is it. Go catch him if you want!

After saying that, the fake penguin used Dragon Fang and teleported away in a burst of light.

Superman was stunned for a moment. From what the other party said, they supported him in capturing the guy who could eat his body.

"Wow, I never expected you to save me! Superman."

Lex Luthor got up from the ground. That annoying penguin had left in a way he couldn't understand; maybe it was space technology.

But that's not the point. The point is what the penguin said.

"The ultimate creature at the top of the food chain!"

Lex had never heard of such an arrogant title in his entire life. Even "Superman" was not as frightening as this title of "Ultimate Creature"!

Superman asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just a beating from a penguin. I'll get my revenge next time, and my gun too! How dare they steal my stuff! I'll remember this!"

Lex Luthor wasn't as generous as he appeared; he was already plotting his next move against the penguins.

Superman: "Take care of yourself and look after the soldiers and generals on the first floor. I'm going to deal with that 'ultimate creature'!"

"Wait, Superman, could you get me some of his body tissue?"

Superman warned with a serious expression:

"Luther, no! He's dangerous! His cells can devour normal human cells; they're extremely dangerous. Even a small part of your tissue could eat you up! I won't give you something so dangerous!"

Superman was genuinely worried, which is why he said those things.

But Lex Luthor interpreted these words as: How could I possibly give you something so dangerous? If you were to use it against me, that would be disastrous!

Lex Luthor feigned regret and said, "Alright then! Hopefully, he won't eat you!"

Superman shook his head speechlessly and kicked out with his legs.