The Richest Man in the DC World

It feels really cool to have your feet off the ground.

Luke couldn't help but fly around the warehouse, and after a few somersaults in a row had to stop to adjust his balance.

This process is time-consuming, requiring constant collection of data, adjusting the internal structure based on the collected data, and then repeating the above process.

After two busy days, the effect is still not ideal.

The flying ability of Ghost 1 is driven by energy, which is fundamentally different from the biological standpoint of Kryptonians. The latter can do anything in mid-air: dancing, walking, levitating, etc. Ghost 1 can only perform front, back, left and right movements. It is awkward to move laterally.

"how should I solve this?"

Luke was a little worried, smoking a cigar, "It's a good choice to add an anti-gravity device, but if you do that, the armor will look bloated, and energy consumption will also be a problem."

"If only there was N metal."

Just thinking about it, the spaceship suddenly vibrated, as if it had hit something.

"Won't it be the asteroid belt again?"

Luke didn't dare to be careless, he quickly put on his armor and left the warehouse. This time, the shock lasted for a short time, only ten seconds. By the time he reached the main control room, the spacecraft had stabilized.

"Linda, what's going on?"

The pale girl turned her head stiffly, her smooth forehead was covered in sweat, as if she had experienced something terrible, she swallowed and said in a hoarse tone,

"We could...may be...in trouble."

Outside the fortress of loneliness is a place of nothingness. There is no light and no darkness. It is just a vague concept formed by the most basic particles that make up matter, consciousness and thinking.

This is the dimensional space, also known as the dark domain, the place of origin.

Space transition is to use the space-time difference between dimensional space and the real universe to travel at high speed. Every time you enter or leave the dimensional space, energy is consumed. The larger the volume and the higher the density, the more energy is consumed. , the energy consumed cannot be measured by the current technology of the earth.

Energy is the foundation for the development of civilization. The so-called science and technology are all branches built on the backbone of energy.

Dimensional space is closely related to energy. Compared with the universe with complete physical laws, it is more like a conceptual body formed by the combination of energy factors.

There is no air or light here, only the most basic elements. It looks dark and deep, but it actually contains unimaginable danger. The source of danger is the high-dimensional creatures that An Xie cannot describe with realistic concepts. No one knows how such creatures came into being. Yes, even the top scientists in the universe cannot explain it. Some scholars of advanced civilizations believe that these creatures existed before the birth of the multiverse.

They wander aimlessly in the dimensional space, spend endless years, grow bigger and stronger day by day, and in front of it, even the most powerful gods in the universe are as small as ants.

At this moment, Luke felt this way, he just glanced through the moon window, his body shivered like a sieve.

It is too big, and the big one can only see a shadow, and the outline of the body cannot be found in the field of vision. The lonely fortress, which is dozens of meters high, is like a grain of sand in the sea in front of it.

Fortunately, there is no physical law in dimensional space. Otherwise, this thing only needs to move a little, and the impact can turn the entire spaceship into Nirvana powder.

Luke swallowed and said shiveringly,

"This...this...what the hell is this shit? Linda, can you drive a boat! You can't see such a big thing. If you have to slam into it, don't pull me when you want to die."

"Who is looking for death, it flew over by itself, how do I know."

The girl replied angrily and quickly activated the emergency procedure,

The Lonely Fortress disappeared, the energy shield was reduced to the minimum power, the outer structure contracted inward, the lights were all brightened, and it tried its best to pretend to be an ostrich.

After doing all this, the two sat side by side under the moon window, not daring to breathe, and while chanting "can't see me, can't see me" in their hearts, they prayed to the gods from all walks of life that the big guys outside wouldn't turn over.

If it turns over, let alone Fortress of Solitude, even if the big bosses such as Brainiac, Darkseid, and Anti-Monitor come, they have to kneel on the ground and sing conquest.

At this moment, Luke suddenly remembered the documentary he saw in his previous life: How many microorganisms will people crush to death when they turn over? Do people care about the life and death of microorganisms?

The answer is obviously no. After the level of life reaches a certain level, the meaning of weak and small life will become blurred, just like people don't care about the life and death of microorganisms. Similarly, the behemoth in front of you will not care about the fortress of loneliness. No small dots sticking to the skin were noticed.

Time passed little by little and became extremely long.

I don't know how long it took, the sense of oppression began to subside, and Luke still couldn't see what it looked like. His field of vision was pitch black. Except for a large blur of shadows, he couldn't see the real appearance at all.

After confirming that the danger was gone, Linda seemed to have lost all faith, as if a fish with a bone was slumped to the ground, her heart was pounding, her cheeks were bloodless, and the sweat dripped on the ground through her clothes, forming a pool of water.

Luke was not much better, left the ghost armor, sat on the ground, and said with lingering fears,

"You didn't tell me that I would encounter such a thing before you came."

"I didn't expect it either."

"What the hell is that?"

"I don't know, you can call them higher-dimensional creatures."

"they?"

Luke grasped the key words accurately, "Don't tell me, there is more than one thing."

"Who knows, it's the first time I met him anyway."

Luke took a few breaths, his face a little ugly

"Linda, I think you're hiding a lot of things from me."

The girl rolled her eyes, "I think too much, how could I lie to you, only you lie to me."

"yes?"

Luke didn't believe it at all, and stared at her with burning eyes, "Kryptonian space technology has a history of tens of thousands of years of development. It's impossible to know the dangers of space transitions, and you didn't tell me anything."

"You didn't even ask!"

Luke: "..."

"OK OK."

The girl got up and whispered something, Luke sneered, stretched out four fingers,

"One box is not enough, I want four boxes."

"Four boxes are four boxes."

There is a lot of stock of energy crystals in the Fortress of Solitude. It's no big deal to give him four boxes. Anyway, the things belong to cousin Carl, not hers.

The share that belongs to her has long been transferred to the Journey, which is the capital for Linda Danvers to settle down.

The woman who started the separation is so unreasonable.