Chapter 3930: MU: The Super-Body Incident (Part 21)

Luo Se had to admit that he had been completely defeated.

At least in this confrontation, he hadn't won a single point. For the smartest person in the world, this was a disaster. But Luo Se suddenly felt a sense of relief.

From the moment the other party revealed his true identity, Luo Se felt as if he were sitting in a church, facing something like a true Jesus Christ: powerful, wise, and omniscient.

He suddenly began to reflect: what did his personality's resistance and hatred toward Superman actually stem from?

Did it come from Superman's power? No, it came from Superman not being powerful enough.

If there were no Superman, the most perfect creature Luo Se could imagine would be himself; but if there were a Superman, Superman would be the perfect life form in his mind, the limit of his imagination for what a wise life form could achieve.

But Superman was not perfect. He had many shortcomings, and even in Luo Se's view, Superman's shortcomings significantly outweighed his strengths. These shortcomings were like a black hole, swallowing up Luo Se's perfect imagination.

Therefore, his malice toward Superman and every persecution he carried out against him carried a punitive nature, as if to prove that Jesus was not the Son of God by nailing him to the cross.

As long as it could be proven that Superman was indeed not that perfect, it could cover up the fact that "the perfect Superman chose to remain imperfect."

In essence, he couldn't understand why Superman would want to be a human full of shortcomings.

This actually still stemmed from his arrogance. Rather than saying Lex Luo Se was a humanist, it would be more accurate to say he was a Luo Se-ist. He protected humans like Luo Se, not those foolish ordinary people. Therefore, he also couldn't understand why Superman would rather step down from the altar than stand with ordinary people.

Superman chose ordinary people between himself and ordinary people, and Luo Se could not accept such a choice. Therefore, he had to prove it—prove that Superman was not a savior, prove that he could be nailed to the cross, prove that choosing this way would only lead to this one end—just like everyone else who didn't choose Lex Luo Se.

But what if Superman didn't have so many shortcomings, didn't have that useless kindness, that naivety of only relying on others, that stupidity of sealing his super-brain to improve empathy with ordinary people... what would he be like?

Now Luo Se knew. But was he happy? No, he wasn't happy at all. Because in front of such a Superman, he was no different from the ordinary people he looked down upon.

He realized that Superman had never been choosing between Lex Luo Se and ordinary people, but between "being himself" and "being an ordinary person"—without the Lex Luo Se factor.

"I advise you not to do this," Clark spoke again.

"Not to build a body for it?"

"Don't leave a weakness. It isn't stupid; it won't step into a trap so easily. It will definitely do all kinds of probing and investigation beforehand. If it finds out, wouldn't all your previous efforts be wasted?"

"If you really build a perfect body, aren't you afraid you won't be able to beat it?"

"Of course I'm afraid. But you can't build a truly perfect body," Clark said, "And don't blame me for being blunt, but if you could build one, you would have already replaced your own body with it. And the fact that you are still standing in front of me in this state proves that you don't have a better solution for a 'body'."

Luo Se was speechless.

"Moreover, whether it ultimately enters this body doesn't depend on whether the body is perfect enough, but on whether it has any other choice. If it has no body, it will die immediately; even if it's a pile of scrap metal, it will have to make do with it. Forcing it to have a body is the key point of this plan."

"It is in contact with my sister," Luo Se said, "I can't say it's in love with her, but it should choose to save her. At that time, I will create a vacuum environment so that the electronic life can only control that body to save her."

"Unreliable. If your sister really had that kind of attraction to it, it would have already made a move. Since it hasn't, your sister might not be that important to it."

"I just want to make it misjudge the situation, make it think it can save Lena at a very small cost. As far as I know, it has saved others this way before. But as long as it enters that body, don't even think about coming out."

Clark thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "That is possible. However, would a robot suddenly appearing in a vacuum environment be too obvious?"

"Then add rationality to the robot's appearance there. For example, the President wants to move against me, and I have to build a mechanical army to fight him. Lena had an accident while leading the mechanical army, and controlling the robot beside her to save her is the simplest method."

"But how can you guarantee that during the production process, it won't take advantage of the situation and directly control all your robots?"

"As far as I know, it doesn't have that ability. I mean, it didn't evolve in that direction. Even if it did, I could find a way to interfere with it. In fact, I already have some ideas."

"For example?"

"It turned itself into a radio wave. Although it gained the ability to invade places outside the network, it also increased its own weakness—any radio wave can be interfered with."

"You found a way to interfere with it?"

"Sort of," Luo Se stood up, took a black box out of his desk drawer, and said, "This is a frequency jammer, and it's also the fundamental reason why I can discuss the plan with you here without any scruples."

"How are you sure it's useful?"

"I've tested it."

"How did you test it?"

Luo Se walked over with the object, looked at Clark, and cursed inwardly: A Superman who knows how to use a super-brain is really hard to fool.

"I didn't test it on the electronic life of our universe."

"Then which one? They communicate with each other. As long as one discovers this thing, it will definitely report to the others, making them wary and not easily fooled."

"That guy was controlled," Luo Se sighed softly and confessed truthfully, "People from a certain universe caught it and trapped it in a container. They are selling it."

"Selling it?"

"Yes. But buying it completely is too expensive, so I rented it for a period of time for research."

"The cost?"

"Sharing the research results with them. This way they can sell this jammer to other invaded universes in exchange for resources. I was the first to contact them, so there was a discount on the price, and I also have a share of the money from selling the jammers."

Clark showed a satisfied expression and said: "The people in that universe are quite flexible. Of course, you are too. But how did you find them?"

"They are even more flexible than you think," Luo Se snorted and said, "They advertised in the Battleworld, and basically every superhero group received the advertisement information. After I made the jammer, they ran another wave of ads, and now quite a few people have come to them to buy it."

"How do you transport cosmic resources?"

"Currently, they don't accept resources other than energy for the time being," Luo Se shook his head and said, "The Battleworld has an energy exchange function. Even if it's the same world, you can upload and download between different universes; you just need to pay a little handling fee."

"Sounds interesting. You said quite a few people have bought it, so does that mean you've already accumulated some energy?"

"It can't compare to Batman's," Luo Se snorted coldly and said, "He raided Mount Olympus; he's the quickest-handed among the multiverse Batmen."

"Alright, it seems this plan is indeed somewhat feasible. So I only need to be responsible for defeating it in the end?"

"It's not that simple. Batman is busy building some kind of defense network right now and doesn't have time to manage me. You have to represent him and put pressure on me, so that my building a mechanical army to fight back will be justified."

"Hasn't he already sent a sniper to kill you?"

"Then you can write this into the report and let the whole world know, so the electronic life can know too. But I'm afraid that's not enough. You can find a safe opportunity to convey this plan to him, so he can cause me more trouble..."

A series of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the corridor. Luo Se stood up and turned to look. With a 'bang', the door was pushed open directly, and a team of agents rushed in. The person in the lead had a pair of gray eyes.

"FBI, Agent Wei En. Mr. Alexander Luo Se, we suspect you are involved in the recent CIA private plane crash. Please come with us."

Luo Se's pupils shrank.

Time returned to after Schiller fired the shot.

After he finished the call about the crash and got into the car, he dialed Greed's number.

"Hello? It's me. Come over and take a shift... Natasha's plane was shot down. You go to the sea and take a look for me, fish her out, and by the way, go to the Batcave and check on those two scientists."

"Me? I have to clear my own name. No, I'm not going back to Washington. Showing loyalty to the President is useless. The best way to clear your own name is to find someone more suspicious, like the one who fabricated the scandal between the President and the CIA Director, that would be good."

With a 'swish', a figure in a robe appeared in the passenger seat. Greed pulled down his hood. The agent said: "Stop the car, change clothes."

Greed changed into the agent's clothes, while the agent changed into the FBI uniform prepared in the car, took his work ID, tucked in his gun, and got out of the car halfway.

The car drove toward the pier, while he turned around and walked back, making a call while walking: "Transfer a few people from the Metropolis base and send a car to pick me up."

Soon, an FBI car appeared on the side of the road. Schiller opened the car door, looked left and right, and sat in.

"Luo Se Group."

The car stopped at the entrance of the Luo Se Group. Schiller rushed in with his ID, and neither the guards nor the security personnel dared to stop him. He went all the way to the top floor and, ignoring the assistant's obstruction, knocked on the door of Luo Se's office.

"FBI, Agent Wei En."

Luo Se's face turned visibly livid. Although he wished the President would cause him more trouble so he could build a mechanical army more justifiably, the person who came was Schiller Rodriguez, a bastard agent who had shot him twice, both times almost killing him. How dared he?!

Luo Se slammed the corner of the desk, and the glass curtain wall outside instantly dropped a baffle, the surveillance retracted into the ceiling, and was replaced by machine gun turrets. Several red dots instantly focused on Schiller.

After Luo Se calmed down, he realized he shouldn't have done this. If he really killed this Rodriguez here, the grand drama of opposing the President would turn from fake to real.

Fortunately, Superman was also here; he wouldn't allow him to kill, so this could be considered a way out, Luo Se thought to himself, while counting silently, waiting for Superman to step out and reprimand him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

There was no movement from the direction where Superman was standing. Luo Se couldn't help but turn to look, only to find that Clark had actually hidden in the corner of the wall. He cursed inwardly: You have a body of steel, what are you hiding for?!

Only then did he remember that the other party was not the Superman of his universe and didn't seem to have such firm principles.

Fortunately, Schiller didn't let him down. Facing so many aiming red dots, this bastard agent still pulled out his gun with an expressionless face.

"Resisting arrest, fleeing from police, intent to assault an officer."

Bang!

"Take him away."

?? I've noticed you all are very sensitive to character swaps now.