He saw even more clearly than Amanda Waller.
In space, the LexCorp satellites launched a few days ago were extending their eyepieces, filming everything happening in Gotham in real time.
Lex Luthor rubbed his brow wearily, watching Superman being carried away by Qing Shui on the display screen, and silently looked at the Kryptonite armor parked beside him.
Relying on the inspiration he gained from Atlantean technology, he greatly accelerated his research on Kryptonite.
He not only created artificially synthesized Kryptonite, but also invented a technology to use the radioactivity of natural Kryptonite to create miniature nuclear reactors, and manufactured this set of armor specifically for Kryptonians.
“Nanomachines… what a pity, after this time, Vought will definitely be on guard against this trick, um… I also have to be on guard.”
Luthor tapped the table with his fingers, his mind racing.
Natural Kryptonite is difficult to obtain. Most of the places where he found possible traces of Kryptonite had already been visited by some pervert who liked to wear black tights. What he collected, plus the stock on hand, was not enough to create the mech army he imagined.
However, creating a special mech action force with a single-digit number of people is not a problem.
“I wonder what kind of energy Batman’s robots use. It’s a pity that it’s too difficult to get these technologies from that guy. Otherwise, I could try to mass-produce this black robot. With artificial Kryptonite, I could build a perfect army.”
Luthor stood up from the table with some regret.
He looked out the window.
LexCorp had just gotten back on track. If he wanted to surpass Vought and Amanda in the coming year, he would have a lot to be busy with.
“Is this the place?”
Qing Shui put Superman down and scanned the surrounding area for thousands of meters with his Tōngtòu World, finding nothing unusual, then paused.
The shadow clone disappeared.
Before the rocket even reached the watchtower, his shadow clone was blown up by Fail-Safe.
“A key is needed to open it.”
Superman took out a pure, transparent yellow crystal from his body and threw it on the ground.
“Sh*t, you actually have pockets on your suit? Why can’t even I sense them?”
“Kryptonian technology. My suit is made of special materials and has invisible pockets. To be honest, even my own X-ray vision can’t see through it.”
Superman reached into the edge of his sturdy chest muscles, which were at least a C cup, pulled out a mass of viscous liquid, wrapped the yellow crystal in it, took it out again, and finally threw the yellow crystal into the air.
Qing Shui looked up.
As if sensing something, the yellow crystal directly disappeared into the air.
Immediately afterwards, the ground shook and mountains swayed, and countless white, translucent crystals rose from the ice sheet out of thin air, slowly extending, and finally built a huge palace.
This is…
Spatial level hiding technology?
However, Krypton can even open the Phantom Zone, so it’s not too surprising to have this kind of spatial technology.
“I feel much better. You can put me down now, Vought.”
Qing Shui released his arms, and Superman slowly floated up, leading Qing Shui to the metal gate of the Fortress of Solitude and pressed his hand on it.
The gate opened smoothly, revealing a spacious hall connected to a series of passages.
A middle-aged man wearing Kryptonian-style clothes, with his hands flat on his abdomen, was watching Superman with gentle eyes.
Tōngtòu World scanned over, and it was still a void.
“This friend, I am just a holographic projection composed of light particles, like a ghost, not a real person. My main body is still in the computing area deeper in the Fortress of Solitude.”
The middle-aged man, or rather, the Fortress of Solitude, seemed to have devices that could sense mental power, and noticed it the moment Qing Shui released Tōngtòu World.
“Vought, this is the fortress intelligence formed by the memories of my biological father, Jor-El. Father, this is my friend, Vought.”
Superman introduced them to each other.
“Mr. Jor-El.”
Qing Shui nodded slightly.
“Father, grant Vought level two permissions. Please take him on a brief tour here. I have to go to the medical room first, and also help me prepare a Kryptonite-resistant battle suit.”
Superman greeted him and flew towards a certain passage without stopping.
The effects of Kryptonite on him hadn’t completely subsided, and he had to use the medical technology here at the Fortress of Solitude to help himself recover to his peak in the shortest possible time.
“Mr. Jor-El, please introduce me to this place.”
Qing Shui said to Jor-El.
“At your service, friend of Kal.”
Jor-El snapped his fingers, and white crystal tubes immediately stretched out from the ground, forming a table, with a cup of steaming unknown green liquid on it.
“This is a Kryptonian drink, just like the tea and coffee you use to entertain guests here. Although some raw materials cannot be found on Earth, it still restores ninety percent of the taste and flavor.”
Qing Shui picked it up, took a sip, and then drank it all in one gulp.
The taste was not bad, a bit like mint.
“Kal’s treatment will take about ten minutes. During this time, please allow me to give you a general introduction to some areas of the fortress.
That is the information storage and data processing center, storing most of Krypton’s history, culture, and technological information. Level two permissions cannot explore deeper locations.
This is the medical area where Kal is being treated. Next door is the training area and entertainment area, as well as the living area…”
Qing Shui followed Jor-El to look around.
It was very big here, and he could only browse it briefly.
Qing Shui discovered that Superman seemed to like making statues and memorials.
In the front hall were statues of Superman’s biological parents, Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van, as well as a Kryptonian model statue.
There was also a life-size statue of Lois Lane. According to Jor-El’s introduction, Qing Shui also saw statues of Superman’s first love, Lana Lang, his college girlfriend Lori Lemaris, and the actress Lyla Lerrol he admired when he was young…
Well, these statues are all life-size, not stone sculptures, and look like real people.
Qing Shui was afraid of offending, and didn’t dare to touch them, nor did he dare to ask Superman how he used these statues.
If these statues could be used, if Superman would use them.
“This is the Kryptonian artifact storage. Please be careful during the next visit and do not touch any items, as they may be weapons made with ancient Kryptonian technology.”
In front of a crystal door, Kal-El suddenly stopped and looked up as he spoke.
“Other friends have arrived as well.”
