American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

Superman nodded, indicating that he understood. At the same time, he began to feel a little fearful of the "ultimate life form's" genes in his hand! He was afraid that if he studied this, he would open Pandora's box!

Seeing that his child showed fear, Phantom Jorel continued to comfort him:

"The gene in your hand is different from the Doomsday gene I have seen."

Its potential might not be as high as Doomsday's genes, but it's still capable of slow evolution. What I value is its evolutionary ability.

Jor-El's words had the opposite effect, making Superman realize that he needed to develop a way to counter this gene as soon as possible.

"This thing is still too dangerous. Our next research goal is to figure out how to limit the growth of this gene."

Joel could only continue to persuade:

"Karl, evolution is not a disadvantage! What's most important is that it gives you the ability to adapt to dangerous environments! You are the future of Krypton."

Superman shook his head. He was satisfied with himself as he was now. He possessed power, but he wasn't invincible on Earth. Having weaknesses naturally limited him, allowing him to live a quiet life and enjoy a simple existence.

"The evolutionary path you're talking about is fraught with danger. Joe, I can't guarantee your safety. If I discover the Doomsday on Earth and can't solve it, then this peaceful planet will be gone."

Joe, I think everything is fine right now.

Joel's program fell silent for a moment, then, taking care of Carl's basic instructions, he backed down, indicating that he respected Carl's choice.

"Alright, I respect your choice. To deal with a creature that can grow infinitely stronger, we can use some of the methods we used against Doomsday!"

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Lex Group.

Lex Luther was frustrated because he couldn't detect anything; no matter how he studied the samples, they were just mouse genes.

His equipment was too outdated to accurately locate the genes of the "ultimate life form".

Just like Schrödinger's cat, he is in a situation where he can find it, but can't see it clearly!

Chapter 55 The Kryptonians Arrive, the Curtain Rises

“That’s your problem, Luther.”

General Ryan spoke impatiently, also feeling frustrated. Anyone would be frustrated to be guarding a mountain of treasure but unable to obtain it.

However, this is not the main point for General Ryan right now.

The important thing is, that damn Superman actually ran away!

They had agreed to wait for him, to have a proper chat. General Ryan was even prepared to shove the Kryptonite gun into Superman's mouth and give him a good scare, telling him to stay away from his daughter! And that bastard actually ran away!

Half an hour earlier, General Ryan, who had just woken up, was tricked by Lex Luthor into collaborating with the military on an experimental project to find the "ultimate life" gene in the remains of rats.

Upon hearing this, General Ryan agreed. If their military could replicate that terrifying creature, they would no longer have to fear Superman and superhumans.

Those unpredictable, overwhelming monsters that you can neither kill nor defeat appeared in hordes! Just thinking about it is terrifying!

"Don't worry, General Ryan. Just give me a little more time, and I will definitely figure this out."

Lex Luthor wiped the sweat from his bald head, making false promises.

General Ryan wasn't concerned about the research progress; what he was more interested in now was how to take down Superman.

"Okay, I can give you time. I need a batch of weapons, weapons to deal with Superman."

Upon hearing the word "Superman," Lex Luthor instinctively turned on the surveillance cameras surrounding the lab to check the area and confirm whether Superman was coming.

After letting out a sigh of relief, he reminded him:

"Are you crazy? General Ryan. Our research on this stuff is already going to make us a target of Superman, and you want to go looking for trouble with him?"

"Fuck, that guy dared to stand me up, I can't stand it. Give me a weapon, I'll distract Superman, and you can focus on your genetic research."

Lex Luthor thought it made a lot of sense.

"Sure, I'll help you out this time. I have some non-saleable items that you can use. They are weapons that cannot be mass-produced, but their effects are much more powerful than mass-produced kryptonite guns."

Lex Luthor led General Ryan through a maze of twists and turns to an underground research lab, which was filled with half-finished weapons with exposed wires.

Those were all semi-finished products or scrap; he had already collected all the good stuff.

Passing through the pile of junk, Lex opened another lead-coated door. The room was spacious, with shelves filled with weapons.

Lex clapped his hands, the voice-activated lights came on, and he spread his arms wide, showing:

Come, come and see my treasures:

This is the Kryptonite Gun X, thicker, bigger, and more powerful. The mass-produced model we originally gave you could at most make Superman lose his power, but this one is designed to kill Superman.

This is a Kryptonite smoke grenade. Within a certain space, its power is no less than that of the X Kryptonite Gun.

And these too: Kryptonite bullets and Kryptonite daggers, which, when combined with Kryptonite smoke grenades, are incredibly effective.

If these things work together well, they can easily kill him!

General Ryan's eyes lit up, but he suddenly realized something was wrong: "The Generous Crab, you're researching this, are you already planning to kill him?"

Lex Luthor simply waved his hand, denying it:

"No, no, no, I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, it's just my personal hobby."

"If you saw Superman hanging around in front of you every day, you'd be even more extreme than me, General Ryan."

General Ryan felt his blood pressure rise at the thought of Superman constantly hovering in front of him, cuddling with his own cabbage.

"You're right. Seeing him makes me want to draw my weapon. Only a weapon that can take him down is a good weapon, and only then can I feel at ease!"

"Looks like we've reached an agreement. These weapons are yours. My request is simple: don't let Superman disturb my research!"

"no problem."

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Time flew by, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. Superman was conducting research in the Arctic and hadn't left the house. Lex Luthor was also conducting research and had no time to pay attention to the outside world.

General Ryan, on the other hand, was inquiring about Superman's whereabouts everywhere, vowing to shoot him a few times.

For the past three days, Tian Xiaoban has been inhumanely training cats in the 'Living Dead Tomb'.

He wants to fully develop the advantages of the ultimate creature and maximize Garfield's utility cat functionality!

This allows it to provide emergency rescue in situations such as exhaustion, dizziness, shock, and various extreme circumstances in Tianxiaoban.

Teach it about the structure of the human body, enabling it to perform surgeries to remove parasites and external appendages from the body, as well as various medical first aid knowledge.

What's amazing is that Garfield learned it all.

However, its salty eyes suddenly became unusually murderous, and it often looked at Tian Xiaoban as if he were dead.

Forcing someone to study medicine is like being struck by lightning. How can someone not be furious if they learn more than 30 years of medical experience in just three days?

Moreover, under Tian Xiaoban's soul command, the ultimate creature can replicate those basically incurable diseases on itself, and then let Garfield solve them using the medical knowledge he has learned.

Garfield may not die, but it will feel pain. If it weren't for that damned soul contract that restricted it, it would have torn Tian Xiaoban to pieces long ago.

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The Kryptonian spaceship has landed above Earth.

The spaceship received information from Earth and located Joel's child.

At noon, all of Earth's artificial satellites were suddenly hijacked, and all information channels—television, computers, mobile phones, and radios—were broadcasting the same message:

You are not alone!

Before most people on Earth realized what was happening.

The television screen shifted, the background resembling a high-tech spaceship, where General Zod, clad in black armor, solemnly began his proclamation:

"Kar El, son of Jor El!"

Earth's Superman?

"Heh, what a foolish title. In my eyes, you're nothing but a coward who betrayed his own race."

When General Zod uttered the word "coward," his serious face flushed red—he was so angry he was practically blushing!

He was genuinely furious. Even if Kal-El was born with inferior genes, he was still a superior Kryptonian!

But after he saw the deeds of those superheroes, he thought this guy was stupid, hopelessly stupid!

"You, Kal-El, survivor of Krypton, you should have shouldered the responsibility of rebuilding our planet. Yet, you chose to escape, you chose to forget. What are you doing, someone as powerful as you? Guardian of Earth? Superman?"

You're willing to be a dog for those genetically inferior races! You are a disgrace to Krypton.

I am Drew Zod, the last general of Krypton!

"Karl-El, come out and face me!"

………………

Superman in a lonely fortress in the Arctic.

It's hardened, its fists are hardened!

He was inexplicably insulted by a stranger, and in front of the entire world.

Not only were their alien identities exposed, but they were also damned.

Phantom Joril sighed, expressing his surprise that Zod would actually track him down to Earth.

“Karl, he was a general on Krypton. Before Krypton was destroyed, he was thrown into a space prison and exiled to the ‘Phantom Zone’! I didn’t expect him to escape.”

"So, he's a criminal from Krypton?"

"In my personal opinion, no. Krypton was on the verge of destruction at the time, and the Elders decided that all Kryptonians would perish with Krypton."

Zod wanted to change Krypton's fate of destruction. He launched a military coup and led his followers in rebellion, but he failed. Krypton's destruction became a reality.

What Phantom AI didn't say was that the one who reported the Zod coup was Kal-El's father, Jor-El.

Unlike Zod, who wanted to change Krypton from within, Jorel chose to send his children to another planet to revive Krypton.

Jor'el, through scientific research and observation, was the first to predict the destruction of Krypton, but his report to the Council of Elders was not taken seriously. He was worried about Krypton's future, fearing that the Kryptonians would become extinct.

So he decided to have a child naturally with his wife, Laura. A free life, independent of Krypton's reproductive system.

As a scientist on Krypton, Joryl was well aware of the flaws in naturally born life. Compared to the robust Kryptonians created through gene editing, naturally born life was far more fragile, almost like a disabled infant with a genetic disease.

So, Joril made a bold decision: he hid the Kryptonian genetic compendium within his child's cells, granting the child limitless potential! If the child lived long enough, the genetic compendium within him would transform him into a near-omnipotent Kryptonian.