Chapter 190 Do I Have a Lower Limit?

"I absolutely disagree!"

Dr. Silas Stone was the first person among all the people present to realize what his son Victor had said.

His originally gentle voice was mixed with panic and rage: "I am your father, you must listen to me! Listen, Victor Stone, you have an obligation to listen to me! You are still a child! Unless I die, I will never allow... uh..."

But before he finished speaking, his strong son raised his fist as big as a sandbag and hit him on the back of his head.

"Ouch!"

His voice stopped immediately, and the whole person lay down limply.

Victor stretched out his hand to take his father into his arms and gently put him down.

Shazam next to him was dumbfounded.

"Ah, you..."

"I wanted to do that a long time ago."

The sturdy black youth deliberately spit on the ground in a vulgar manner, and kept swearing, venting his inner fear.

He gently leaned his father against the instrument.

"When you are on the football team, you often have some idiot teammates who get angry after the game and cause bloody conflicts." He explained to Shazam: "So, as the captain, that just now is my little secret that my team has never been suspended because of players fighting."

Victor looked down at his old father who was sleeping like a baby. He whispered in a low voice, so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Dad never knew I could do these things..."

But he stood up quickly.

"But these are no longer important."

He turned around, reached out his hand with a vicious look and picked up the mother box from the instrument, then turned around and grabbed the neck of the experimental assistant next to him: "I ask you to start this damn mother box, and then send all these monsters back home!"

Dr. Stone's white assistant was like a little chicken in front of the tall black youth. He kicked his four legs when he was picked up: "Dr. Stone will kill me when he wakes up..."

"If you don't do it, I will kill you now..." Victor said subconsciously, and then immediately realized that this would not force the other party to surrender.

"Enough, listen carefully. Whether you start or not, I will rush up, and you can't stop me. If you don't start, I will be torn to pieces by these monsters, and then I will die in vain. Make your own decision."

Bang!

A violent muffled sound.

The jack made a series of teeth-grinding sounds.

The thickness of this thing is close to 75 mm, which is definitely more than the armor thickness of most active tanks.

But now the steel was being gnawed by the golems outside like biscuits.

Cyborg held the Mother Box to his chest and began to do warm-up exercises, as if he was not going to die, but was going to participate in a new game and then return with glory as usual.

Boom!

"No way, buddy, are you really going to rush into those monsters with this thing?"

Shazam looked left at the door that kept bursting with loud noises and the sound of teeth gnawing metal, and right at Victor who was doing warm-up exercises with a serious face.

"And then let this broken box open a portal in the monster pile and suck you and them all in?"

Shazam said a little muffled: "But wouldn't you be sucked to the other side of the door? Basically dead."

"Yes."

Victor Stone answered him while leaning down and making a move like a rugby player preparing to start.

The sound on the other side of the jack gate was getting louder and closer. With a loud bang, the gate suddenly underwent a huge deformation.

"But, but you are like this..."

Shazam stood stupidly beside Victor Stone, who was ready, with an idiotic expression as if his brain CPU had been burned, and his IQ stopped responding.

He turned his head to look at Batman standing next to him:

"Bat, say something!"

Chen Tao remained silent.

Not only was Shazam's CPU overclocked, but his CPU was also constantly in use -

Literally constantly in use, at this time, although he still looked like a normal human on the surface, his brain had actually become the Batmobile's onboard computer.

Coupled with the nanorobot-assisted calculations synchronized by the Broken Bat, he was frantically deducing the possibility of future events once he lost his steel bones.

Shazam saw that Batman didn't speak, and then looked at Victor Stone's body.

With a thump, the jack's deformation became more violent.

The young Shazam made up his mind.

"Well, damn it."

He stretched out his hand to grab the Mother Box from Victor's arms, but because he did not use extraordinary speed, Victor, who was called a football player, easily dodged this ordinary grab.

"What are you doing?"

"Or... I'll go, I'll solve this problem." The young Shazam said a little haltingly: "I can fly! I'm a superhero! I may be able to escape the suction of that portal, so no one has to sacrifice."

"Similarly, it is very likely that you can't." But his words were quickly interrupted by Victor: "It is precisely because you are a superhero that you can't sacrifice in such a meaningless place."

The black youth looked ahead, and his eyes became more and more determined.

"I know what you superheroes should do. Fight the villains, defeat the enemies from alien planets, and protect our planet. I know, I know everything."

"You can do much more than I can. For this world, you are more important than me."

He glanced at his father lying next to him with some attachment: "Even if you have to consume, the first person to be consumed is not you, buddy. It's me, useless me."

Listening next to him, Chen Tao slapped his head.

The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

It's bad. This child's life dream is not affirmed, and then the facts prove what his father said, "Football players are meaningless in front of superpowers."

He now had two approaches at the same time, and he was immediately autistic, and then his heart collapsed, and he developed some self-destructive tendencies.

This self-destructive tendency merged with his innate heroism and catalyzed it, and the fear of death was overcome on the spot, without even a moment of hesitation - unlike Shazam next to him, who was almost entangled in the question of whether to sacrifice or not.

"But... but you have a family." Shazam stammered, "You can't die, you still have a dad."

He spoke more smoothly:

"And I'm an orphan."

"No one will feel sorry for me if I die, so I should go."

But despite saying this, Shazam still didn't have the courage to use his super power to take the Mother Box from Cyborg's hands.

After all, he was just a child in his teens. After his clear and stupid brain finally sorted out the current situation, how could he not be afraid?

"It's okay, you know? I'm a football player. They say my arms are like cannons. I can throw the mother box far into the center of those monsters like a football, and then open the portal. In this way, I may have a chance to escape."

Victor seemed to be comforting Shazam, and also seemed to be comforting himself.

"This is the advantage of being a football player." He said: "My training and all my professional skills will come in handy. They... they are not meaningless."

"But... but... you are Victory (Victor Stone's nickname on the football field). So many people are shouting your name. If you die here, there will be no more..."

Victor was slightly stunned. He knew that only fans who had watched his games would know the nickname Victory.

He had heard other people shout his name like this countless times, and he was already very accustomed to being called this way, but at this moment, in this situation, in the last few seconds before his death, he suddenly heard such a familiar name, and he actually felt that he had no regrets in death.

"Hey, how about doing me a favor?" He said, "Can you cheer me on from behind when I charge? Just like you guys do on the football field."

He raised his arms and shouted twice symbolically:

"Victory! Victory!"

He saw a look of reluctance in Shazam's eyes. He put down his arms.

"Please, just do me a favor, please."

He said.

This was both a request and a reason for Shazam not to go in his place.

Victor Stone's eyes were sparkling, as if burning with light and fire, glowing with unprecedented vitality, just like when he ran out of his father's laboratory when he was a few years old and saw football on the square for the first time.

Hot and sincere, so excited.

Shazam turned his face away, he was a little ashamed of his timidity.

"Cough!"

Chen Tao coughed, and just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Victor Stone.

"Enough! Batman, anyone here can sacrifice, but you can't, not for such a small matter, in such a ridiculous way."

He said: "You know, you have been doing justice in Gotham for so many years, and I almost grew up listening to your urban legend."

He said sincerely: "The earth needs you Batman, humans need you, but they don't need Victor Stone, but I think you will remember me, right? You will remember Victor Stone. Right now, today."

Bang bang bang!

Squeak squeak squeak--

The sound of the demons outside banging on the door is getting faster and louder, and Victor's speech speed is getting faster and faster:

"You are more important than me, Batman. You shouldn't take such risks. I can solve this problem, and maybe I can survive."

"Victor!" The lab assistant was sweating. He found a rope nearby and handed it to the future Cyborg.

"Maybe, maybe you can rely on him, and we can pull you back!"

He said, "But with the suction force that can suck away the demon-like, even with it... Oh, forget about these unlucky things..."

He paused: "You must survive!"

Bang!

The gate finally couldn't bear the weight.

First, a trace of red burning spread from the center of the huge iron door to the side, followed by a series of continuous loud noises, and then collapsed.

Victor Stone tightened his muscles.

And Chen Tao...

was still struggling.

The high-speed bullets had synchronized with his body, the azure mask climbed over his chin, and the biological standpoint unfolded from his body, allowing him to open it at any time, so as to take the mother box from Cyborg's body at a speed beyond the limit of human reaction, and then let the puppet composed of mud face and nanorobots run away with it.

But he didn't do that.

He weighed the options in his mind.

Should I really do this? Is it possible that this is the moment when Cyborg is truly born? Will my intrusion interrupt his birth?

He thought about it randomly, and felt that his CPU was starting to overheat, revealing a wise look.

Ah, maybe I can save Cyborg, and then find an opportunity to break his limbs and let his father remodel him? Maybe this will be more convenient.

As soon as this idea came out, Chen Tao immediately shook his head violently.

Oh my God, what am I thinking about. This beastly behavior has completely exceeded the bottom line of human beings. Wait, do I have such a thing as a bottom line?

Shazam gritted his teeth.

Victor Stone's speed is indeed very slow when viewed from the superhuman reaction limit, so slow that he has enough time to think.

Anyway, Shazam's head is now a mess.

He looked at Batman and had no intention of going up to save him.

Damn it, Batman!

Damn it, myself!

Huh!

I will never...

The young boy gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

In 1/10 second, lightning burst out of his body, piercing the air and emitting a slight smell of burning.

Half a second later, the Mother Box left Victor Stone's running palm. Even though Victor Stone was one of the top football players on the planet, he still couldn't resist the superhuman speed.

A second later, Shazam rushed towards the many demons that roared into the room. He had made up his mind and was ready.

Then he heard a sigh, a low and soft sigh.

"Oh, I'm such a fool. I'm broken."

He saw Batman, whose front was wrapped in breeze, blocking him. He was very fast, as if he had expected it. Before he could react, Batman split as he said -

Really split, half of his body fell off from him, turning into a man made of mud, it took the mother box that Batman snatched and threw to him, and rushed directly to the roaring demons.

The monsters opened their teeth and palms, as if they wanted to stop him, but the figure broke into a ball of powder in mid-air, and like a whirlwind, it took the mother box and passed the obstruction of the monsters and rushed directly into them.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz...

With a deafening roar, Shazam saw Batman standing in front of all of them.

He heard the big bat sigh again and repeat what he said:

"Alas, I am such a big fool."

He said.

"Do I have a limit?"

Then he asked himself and answered.

"Obviously, I do. So annoying."

Yeah, it's today's py. (Holding his butt hard)