Chapter 463 Those Who Were Once Great (Part 1)

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Gray Mist, a mysterious symbiote created by Knull, the god of symbiotes. At first, Schiller thought that this symbiote might have been created by Knull, the god of symbiotes, to escape.

But now it seems that the ability of this mysterious symbiote has far exceeded the scope of helping Knull escape from prison.

However, Schiller can also imagine that Knull may have placed more ambitions when creating this special symbiote, for example, he may want a stronger body, or want to transform his life form and upgrade himself to a higher-level creature.

Schiller does not know what kind of life form is perfect in the eyes of a chaotic demon like Knull, but now it seems that Gray Mist is infinitely close to this standard.

What kind of life form is the most perfect?

It is difficult to have a standard answer to this question, but the reason why Schiller feels that Gray Mist's life form is very close to perfection is that he has more possibilities than any other life form. This way of existence with almost no weaknesses is not his end, but his starting point.

After obtaining this symbiote, Schiller discovered several characteristics of Gray Mist. The first is that he is a repeater, the second is that he is picky about food, and the third is that he is addicted to alcohol.

Putting aside the first and third points, Gray Mist is indeed very picky about food. The brains of ordinary people cannot arouse his interest at all. He does not even look at them. He is only interested in the brains of smart people like Bruce and Stark, or rather, they are not smart people, but geniuses among ten thousand.

Of course, this is only the diet of Gray Mist in his infancy. At that time, he still retained some of the properties of ordinary symbiotes and was interested in some special substances produced in the brain, but later, he began to become more and more picky about food.

In the incident of Gnar serving food, Gray Mist swallowed a large wave of energy from Gnar. Since then, he has not even been interested in Stark's brain, and he thinks about eating energy every day.

Because the energy that Gray Mist swallowed for the first time came from the most original chaotic energy of the universe, he seemed to become more picky about food because of this. Schiller has indeed not heard him shouting for hunger for a long time.

This time, Gray Fog felt hungry when facing the kryptonite that sealed the monster egg, which made Schiller a little confused. Is there something special about these kryptonites?

Perhaps there is a trace of this, because even Doomsday, which is still in the egg, is not so easy to deal with, but the light emitted by these kryptonites has greatly suppressed its life activities.

"Are you sure you really want to eat it? This thing is radioactive, are you sure you won't have diarrhea?"

"No!" Gray Fog swallowed hard in Schiller's mind.

"Okay, then let's think about how to get rid of this egg, and then dig out these kryptonites for you to eat..."

"You can move it away!"

"The question is, where to move it? If you throw it into the sun or a black hole, it may hatch early. If you move it to other safe places, without the suppression of kryptonite, it may hatch soon..."

"Ring..." Gray Fog suddenly gave Schiller an answer that he didn't expect.

"Ring? What ring? Oh, you mean the ring you made before?"

Schiller quickly understood what the gray fog meant, and he looked down at the gray ring on his hand.

When Schiller first chatted with Green Lantern, he copied one of Green Lantern's abilities, but because Green Lantern's ability came from Green Lantern, the system could not directly copy Green Lantern, so he copied an ability of Green Lantern's ring, called "World in Ring".

Many people's understanding of Green Lantern may stay on the more popular abilities of emitting green light all over the body, teleporting, and emitting light waves, but in fact, it is mentioned in the Green Lantern comics that Hal's Green Lantern ring has an independent world.

In the comics, Hal once shrunk his defeated opponents, digitized them, and stuffed them into the world in the Green Lantern ring. They can survive indefinitely in that world. Of course, Green Lantern Hal himself was once trapped in the ring.

Schiller still remembered that when he first gained the ability of the world in the ring, he entered that world and took a look. After entering that world, he appeared on an empty island, and below was a huge city shrouded in fog, and even a huge monster shadow was vaguely visible.

At that time, Schiller had not yet completely settled down in the Marvel and DC worlds, so he put the exploration of the world in the ring very far back in his schedule, in short, he had forgotten about it.

With the existence of gray fog, Schiller did not need to use the world in the ring to store or move, so he had not thought of this function for a long time. At this time, the gray fog said that this function could be used to deal with the monster's eggs, which really inspired Schiller.

He stood in the center of the platform, looking at the huge monster egg, thinking.

He thought that in the comics, Hal used the energy of the Green Lantern to shrink the opponent infinitely, then imprisoned him in a force field composed of will, and then used a process similar to transcoding to put the opponent into the Green Lantern's ring world.

But Schiller did not have a Green Lantern ring after all, so it was probably difficult to completely replicate the process of Green Lantern throwing people into the ring world. What to do, or to practice to know the truth.

Seeing Schiller walking towards the monster egg, Lex and Bruce stopped their exploration work and gathered towards him. Bruce walked over to Schiller and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

"I have some ideas, but whether it can succeed still needs to be tested. I suggest you leave here."

Schiller glanced at Clark, who had withdrawn from the hole and was waiting in the corridor outside, because he was too weak to stay here, and he was afraid that he would faint.

Bruce didn't say anything, and Lex didn't express his opinion. Schiller continued, "It's not that I don't want you to watch this process, but because I'm not completely sure, but you are all ordinary people..."

"Once something goes wrong during the experiment, such as the monster hatching early, or the radiation of kryptonite suddenly erupts, you two may die here..."

Bruce opened his mouth. He didn't seem to resist Schiller's request for them to leave here. He looked Schiller up and down, paused, and then looked Schiller from head to toe. Schiller was a little scared by his look.

Just when Schiller wanted to ask Bruce what he was watching, Bruce said hesitantly, "...Are you suffering from anxiety?"

"I..." Schiller was stunned by his question.

"You look different than usual."

"What's different?"

Bruce pursed his lips and said, "If it was in the past, at the moment I hesitated just now, you had already started to threaten me with topics such as psychology test scores, internship opportunities, next semester homework, home visits to Wayne Manor, Alfred, Elsa, and Dick..."

Schiller lowered his head and said to himself, "He... am I a devil?"

"Okay, okay..." Schiller stretched out his hand and said to Lex and Bruce, "The method I thought of is related to magic, so it is not your professional field, but I can explain the general principle to you."

"In short, I have a special space, which is an independent world. I plan to move this egg in, so that even if it hatches, it should not threaten the real world."

Bruce and Lex looked at each other, gave each other a look, and then turned and started to walk out.

Bruce supported Clark and left the underground cave with Lex, and returned to the previous hall. Lex said to Bruce: "I know you left micro cameras on the way here, but this is Metropolis after all, it's my territory..."

"But we can talk," Bruce rarely showed some patience, perhaps because he recognized Lex's wisdom, he was willing to explain something to someone as smart as him.

At this time, Clark, who had left the underground cave full of kryptonite radiation, finally felt better, but the walls of this hall were still all kryptonite, even in the corridor where they left.

Clark felt very uncomfortable after being weak for a long time. He just wanted to leave here now. In addition, he didn't understand or was interested in what Bruce and Lex talked about, so he planned to wait on the ground first, and wait until Professor Schiller solved the egg, and then find a way to solve the radiation problem underground.

So he started to walk out, and Bruce and Lex were negotiating an important part and didn't pay attention to him. Clark dragged his weak body to the cellar.

When in the cellar, the radiation was not as severe as before, so Clark recovered some strength. Although he was still a little weak, he could use various abilities.

This made him feel a little better, so he stood at the exit of the cellar, pushed open the door of the cellar, and took off directly on the spot.

Just as he took off, he heard the sound of "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" of gunfire, and then saw countless agents rushing out from the surrounding bushes, and bullets poured on the cellar door like they were free.

From the perspective of the agents, after the cellar door was opened, everyone adjusted their sights and aimed their guns at the cellar door, so that if someone came out, they could hit him in the first place.

Ordinary people should climb up the ladder when leaving the cellar. When they first came out, their speed was very slow, and a few bullets could kill them.

But Clark was different. He flew out directly, and he flew very fast. The agents just saw a figure rushing out, and they instinctively shot, but at this time, Clark had already flown to a height of several meters.

Clark was stunned for a moment, and then he was engulfed by endless anger. Superman is just and kind, not without temper.

First, he came to put out the fire and was trapped here, then he was inexplicably attacked by a group of agents, fought with them, and had an extremely sad nightmare after returning to the room and falling asleep. Even if Clark had a good temper, his patience had been exhausted.

Alfred and Kayla, who were watching all this from the window on the sixth floor of the manor, frowned at the same time.

Alfred was very confident that Bruce would never fall into such a pediatric trap. To be honest, the firepower of these agents was not as strong as the gang fights that happened on the streets of Elizabeth Street in Gotham.

Not to mention Batman who dared to uphold justice in the night of Gotham, even ordinary people in Gotham could avoid this level of firepower coverage, otherwise they would have died countless times.

But Bruce's way of breaking the situation made Alfred unable to understand. Where did this flying man come from?

At this moment, they saw that all the bullets poured out by the agents were condensed in the air.

Then, an irresistible circular airflow swept out from Clark's body, and everything around him flew backwards.

In the eyes of the agents who fell to the ground, Clark instantly rose into the air like a rocket, descending like a god in the flying snow.