lerbook Chapter 249 Stealing the Sky and Changing the Moon
Chapter 249 Stealing the Sky and Changing the Moon
Chapter 249 Stealing the Sky and Changing the Moon
A few minutes ago, Mark received a warning from Director Cecil that two extremely powerful red laser beams had appeared where Superman was located.
Straight into the sky.
He immediately got out of bed, changed into his uniform, and rushed to the scene.
Superman hovered silently in the air, and apart from the broken giant spire beneath his feet, no one knew what had happened before.
Mark tentatively stepped forward, trying to ask what was going on, only to find that Superman, who was floating in the air, had his head drooping and his eyes closed, as if he were in an unconscious state.
And the most crucial point is that Mark noticed something unusual about Superman—his tightly closed eyelids couldn't conceal the increasingly intense and bright red light in his eyes. This red light was like a warning light in the night, reminding Mark that the situation was about to get out of control.
It was already self-evident what the red laser beam shooting into the sky that Cissell had told Mark about was.
Invincible Young Hero, do you still remember how Superman easily cut through those highly defensive underground insects with the lasers shot from his eyes?
The first heat field shot into the sky, which was harmless, but who can guarantee that the second heat field won't be shot into some city?
"Superman, wake up!"
He flew in front of Joey and shook his body vigorously, accompanied by Mark's terrified shouts, but still couldn't bring Joey back to reality.
Seeing this, Mark steeled himself. Since that was the case, he had no choice but to "offend them!"
He controlled his strength and delivered a flying punch to Joey's face.
With a dull thud, Mark felt as if his punch had landed on some unknown material that was somewhere between cotton and steel.
It has the feel of cotton sinking into the sea, and the indestructibility of steel.
Without even looking at Joey's expression, Mark knew that his probing punch hadn't caused any trouble for his opponent.
"Can you hear me?!"
With no response, Mark chose to escalate his efforts:
"I hope you won't blame me when you wake up."
In the emergency, Mark had to increase the force of his punches with each swing until he reached his limit after several punches.
It was then that he realized the vast gap between himself and Superman.
His punches were like a storm, but Superman remained unmoved. Not only did he not wake up, but the latter, who was suspended in the air, seemed to be firmly anchored in place. His punch, which was powerful enough to cause an earthquake, did not even move him.
"Ahhhhh!"
The invincible young hero, still throwing punches, failed to realize that during this process, the pain in his hands caused by such blows was suppressed by adrenaline, and the feeling of his fists hitting the opponent's face was completely wrong.
This is the Kryptonians' biofield hardening and transformation, changing from a normal defensive posture to an offensive one.
Joey's consciousness was indeed deeply immersed in dreams and memories, but he still had a subconscious and instinctive focus on survival.
After suffering a severe "blow", Joey finally moved. With a speed that Mark had not expected, he swung his palm and slapped Mark, who was trying to physically wake him up, into the base of the signal tower.
The solid concrete base was reduced to dust by such a penetrating humanoid shell, and the spire, which had already been broken in half, was immediately reduced to a pile of scrap metal several meters high.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that the heat vision energy hidden beneath Superman's eyes was still gathering, Mark wiped the blood from his nose, and recklessly leaped out of the ruins to run towards Superman again.
With his final punch and last attempt, Mark accelerated his body to its limit, charging towards Joey with immense kinetic energy.
If this punch still can't awaken Superman or interrupt his heat vision charging, the desperate Mark will only have the option of using his own body to block the potentially devastating blow.
At the critical moment, the built-in AI "Friday," despite its low computing power, finally found a solution.
She overloaded the communicator that Joey always wore in his ear, using a mixture of low, medium, and high frequency sound waves as a "wake-up alarm clock," successfully waking up the Kryptonian with his sensitive hearing.
Looking up at the sky, Joey knew he was in serious trouble.
After quickly recalling the events before he fell asleep, Joey hurriedly looked back and, sure enough, the hundred-meter-tall metal signal tower that he had worked so hard to build was now only ten meters tall.
"Was I sleepwalking?!"
The restlessness in his dream felt so real that it filled Joey with fear:
"Did I hurt anyone else?! Are you alright, Mark?"
He remembers that the first time he fell into a dream, influenced by the death experience in the dream, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to subconsciously activate his thermal vision.
Fortunately, Batman was there and anticipated the heatwave, otherwise he would have created a huge hole in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s space carrier.
This situation has clearly occurred once again.
"The others haven't arrived yet."
The invincible young swordsman, whose arms beneath the finger cots were covered in bruises from several rounds of fighting and whose tiger's mouth was cracked, watched as Joey unconsciously recovered.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief:
No one has been injured yet.
He didn't even know how to describe his "injury".
Although Mark already had a general understanding of the strength of the superhumans who could defeat Ultron, he only realized the difference between the steel bodies after actually fighting them.
For a boy who has just turned eighteen, being beaten up by someone who is sleepwalking and unconscious is something that is really hard to talk about.
As for the details, Mark felt it would be difficult to explain to Joey just by talking, so he simply used a simplified version of the story:
"I don't know how to describe it, but you're right, you were sleepwalking and lost control. Luckily, nothing serious happened."
"No, this is not without damage."
Upon hearing this, Joey didn't dare to relax, because when he looked up at the sky, he knew that he wasn't "unharmed" as Mark had said.
"No time to explain, come with me!"
Grabbing Mark's arm, Joey lifted him up and soared into the sky. After breaking through the atmosphere, Mark realized the huge mess Joey had made.
While the aliens don't have the superhuman eyesight of the Kryptonians, he's not blind now that he's almost in Earth-Moon orbit.
"My God!"
Mark, a model student who was always mild-mannered and good at everything except academics, finally couldn't help but swear:
"Did you use heat vision to create a hole in the moon?"
The invincible young hero, observing up close, saw that the moon had been melted through by a high-energy ray, its iron core had long since vanished, and the entire surface of the moon was trembling, with every crater on the verge of collapse.
Now that Joey has figured out what happened in his dream, what can he say?
At least he didn't kill in his dreams like some tyrant who had a penchant for married women, which was a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.
He could only shrug and say, "I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, you're right, I used thermal imaging to create a hole in the moon."
"Stay here and make sure no large pieces fall to Earth."
Now that he's brought the invincible young hero here, Joey naturally wants to give them an explanation:
"Your world is in grave danger."
"Of course I know that! I'm not blind!"
Mark, who had never seen anything like it before, was fortunate enough to have memorized some basic astronomical knowledge in order to travel through space:
"The moon right above my head is collapsing inwards like a madman, and it's very likely it'll be captured by Earth's gravity and crash into the planet!"
At that time, the fate of humans on Earth would probably not be as good as that of the dinosaurs in the Jurassic period. In the event of such a celestial collision, everyone would only have one option: to be completely wiped out!
Mark's frantic pace made Joey laugh.
This caused Mark to lose control on the spot: "You're still laughing?! You caused all of this!"
"Calm down, Mark, that's not what I meant by 'imminent danger'."
Joey realized Mark had misunderstood and quickly reassured him, "It's just a moon. With the two of us working together, we can easily push it out of the solar system."
However, anyone with a little common sense knows what tides are. To rashly move the moon away would be a highly impactful thing for the entire Earth's ecosystem and human civilization.
Moreover, it is "impact" in every sense of the word.
Seeing that the Earth's oceans were beginning to accumulate enough kinetic energy to trigger a giant tsunami due to the sudden change in gravity, Joey knew that this matter needed to be resolved as soon as possible.
His eyes swept across the nearby star system and found a fairly suitable alternative, the only drawback being...
"Mark," Joey began to bargain with the Invincible Young Hero:
Do you think Earthlings could accept a golden moon?
Mark was utterly shocked upon hearing this: "So you're saying you can just drag a whole new moon over here?"
"Of course, it's in the next galaxy. I can steal it in a few minutes."
"throat!"
Hearing Superman's guarantee, and glancing at the crumbling lunar surface and core, Mark could only accept it helplessly.
"Hurry up, I'll hold off these small pieces here!"
In such a critical moment, Mark felt that compared to the moon sinking into the Earth and causing a catastrophe, turning the moon's skin from dark silver to gold was no big deal.
Until he saw the 'substitute' three minutes later:
A yellowish-brown planet.
Mark, who was struggling to stop the asteroid, was suddenly filled with despair:
"I think it would be great if Earth didn't have a moon."
As for the ecological disaster that would occur without the moon?
Destroy it already, I'm tired.
"No way! This planet only has a slightly higher concentration of sulfides on its surface! The concentration of various hydrogen isotopes inside is no less than that of the moon, and some of its soil is even suitable for farming!"
Joey was like a shady merchant trying to sell expired goods, attempting to get Mark to accept this rather unseemly solution:
"You can't expect me to actually find a golden planet, can you? Then the size wouldn't match up!"
Joey reached out and clung to the original gray moon of the solar system. His bio-force field began to extend, holding the satellite together on the verge of collapse.
And so he began his belated attempt to mend the fence and steal the sky and change the moon.
They even made sure to give Mark some sense of involvement:
"It's a bit heavy, come and lend a hand!"
Exhausted from destroying dozens of relatively large asteroids, Mark glanced at the scene and saw that Superman was clearly handling it with ease, so he decided not to get involved in the activities of this mythical creature.
"—Do your own thing."
Meanwhile, in an unnoticed underground corner, Cecil, the director of the Global Defense Agency, also observed this scene through satellite cameras spread across outer orbit.
"hiss-..."
He couldn't help but gasp, then raised his hand to touch the wrinkled skin at the corner of his mouth.
This patch of skin, though not intact, is the only original piece of outer skin tissue on his body; the rest was completely corroded during a bio-terrorist attack when he was young.
He received treatment in the hospital that replaced most of the festering tissue in his body, and he survived by the skin's own skin.
After finally recovering, he kept this one patch of damaged skin as a reminder not to repeat the same mistake and not to repeat a failure that could have been avoided.
Therefore, he needs to make all the necessary preparations.
Whenever he gets nervous, he can't help but rub his face a few times; this has become one of his subconscious little actions to relieve stress.
Cecil knew that as the director, he shouldn't lose his composure like this, but he felt that no one in the situation room was as calm as him—"Motherf*ck!"
"In this river?!"
Where has science gone?!
Cecil's assistant, Donald, gestured for the analysts and staff present to be quiet, then listened to the director's words:
"Chief, what should we do now?"
What should I do?
"--I don't know either, Donald."
Cecilia vowed that she had been preparing since the moment Superman appeared.
All the Global Defense Agency can do is guard against Superman, this extraterrestrial visitor, just like they guard against Almighty.
Until they saw Superman, in a moment of madness, pierce the moon with a heat vision, and then casually replace Earth with a satellite.
All of this is so simple to do, it's easier than an average person changing a light bulb at home.
If the other party truly harbors malice towards this universe, how can he deal with a being that has stepped out of mythology?
"You know, Mark. I have absolutely no ill intentions toward your world."
Joey's earlier statement that Mark's world was in imminent danger was not just empty talk.
The world of these aliens will likely be turned upside down soon due to the impending crisis.
"What does this mean?" Mark asked, puzzled. "Didn't we put the moon back?"
"Not the moon."
This crisis is not a minor incident like a moon crash; it is a true matter of life and death.
This is a long story, and Joey probably can't explain it to Mark in a short time:
"Do you remember when we met a really fierce-looking Batman in another universe? That universe is my home universe. Through this dream, Joey has completely confirmed the reason why Mark's brother Oliver suddenly became afraid of him due to the abnormal changes in his bio-field radiation."
That was Joey's subconscious, or Doomsday's instinct, sensing the impending threat and exhibiting an outward stress response. Even though his conscious mind was dominant most of the time, preventing him from going berserk, the wild killing intent and overwhelming hatred surging in his subconscious were enough to make those intuitive creatures feel an oppressive sense of the end of the world.
What kind of threat could trigger such an aggressive state?
Nature could only kill the large group of creatures that had been killed the most times by Doomsday, species from the Kryptonian ecosystem, such as—
Kryptonians.