The first-generation brainwave collector invented by Hank Shaw was a machine larger than a 200L refrigerator.
The second-generation electroencephalograph modified by Luther is no longer the size of a suitcase.
When the brainwave data collection technology fell into Batman's hands, he successfully reduced the size of the third-generation product to the size of a router, but amplified the power to cover the entire earth. Covering the earth is exaggerated, but it can collect the open air on the earth's surface at fixed points in geosynchronous orbit.
The brainwave data of a certain super person in the environment.
Even if Luther Jr. and his brothers later created the Ormac crisis, and even if the military accepted the full set of Ormac technology and began to develop subamozo, their brainwave collectors did not change much. They were all Batman's brainwave machines.
instrument.
It's enough.
Until the birth of the first generation of Ya Mo Zhuo, that guy could load any quantum gene into his body. He didn't even need a brainwave collector, and he could also rely on his physical body to load "superpowers" to read other people's brainwaves.
But whether it's machine collection or superpower collection, as long as someone else's brainwaves are harvested, they can be detected.
A bowl is filled with water. No matter what method you use to remove the water from the bowl, the fact that the water is taken away can be observed.
When people are thinking, the brain emits brain waves outward. Brain waves are like water in a bowl. If you don't take it away, it will continue to stay in the bowl. If you steal the brain waves, the bowl will be empty.
You can tell if your brain waves have been stolen by staring at the bowl.
By the way, the "anti-brain wave detector" built on this principle was also invented by Batman.
Since he obtained Luther's brainwave collection technology, he has also begun researching equipment to defend against it.
And he also successfully reduced it to the size of a chip, making it very easy to carry.
After Harley proposed the "Waiting Plan", almost every hero wore a "bat chip".
Black Alice also has it.
When the chip detects that her brainwaves have been stolen, Zhenglian headquarters will immediately receive the message regardless of her state at the time.
Then the "Anti-Armagedron Combat Team" who was waiting for the enemy - Harley, Diana, Chao, and Doctor Fate - rushed to support them immediately.
With such a luxurious lineup, Harley is confident that she can keep Amojo.
As a result, the first time I waited and waited, I encountered an accident.
Black Alice used to rely on her talent to make a living, but now she has become an official magician.
After all, she masters a singularity spell. Being a magician is almost equivalent to guaranteeing the position of a spiritual wizard.
Regular mages who practice meditation can skillfully control part of their own thoughts - if they complete a deathbed transformation, a change in magic power, and the unification of all thoughts, they can control all thoughts.
Thoughts are thought fluctuations and mental power.
Brain waves are a manifestation of mental fluctuations.
Therefore, stealing the mage's brainwaves will arouse their vigilance.
If a mage can unify all his thoughts and not emit brain waves to the outside world at all, it will be useless to use the brain wave device to attack him every day.
Such as Harley.
Luther originally planned to steal her brainwaves, but she discovered the device as soon as it got close.
"I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions well." Black Alice lowered her head and explained weakly: "After my brain waves were stolen, I was shocked and angry, but I didn't have an immediate attack.
I just turned around and looked around, using my mental power to find Yamo Zhuo's location.
Then it discovered that I discovered it.
In order to prevent it from escaping, I borrowed Shazam's power to fight with it."
"You made a mistake. It wasn't that it ran away. It was that you should run away as soon as you encountered it." Harley sighed.
"Huh?" Black Alice looked at her doubtfully.
"Why do you think Ya Mo Zhuo is looking for you?"
"It wants to copy my brainwaves and steal my talents." Black Alice said.
"So, you are no match for it, and it wants to benefit from you. If you don't run away when you see it, why don't you just keep it and let it be satisfied?" Harley said.
"Ah, what should we do now?" Black Alice asked worriedly.
Dr. Destiny comforted her and said: "Your talent is very special and not easy to steal.
Because we mages rely on wisdom, and those with superpowers rely on genes."
Harry said: "When Yamo Zhuo saw us coming, he had no intention of fighting and ran away immediately, which shows that his intelligence is not low."
Da Chao said with an anxious look on his face: "Even if I don't understand magic, I still understand how terrifying Black Alice's talent of borrowing magic power can be when combined with Yamo Zhuo's ability to copy soul genes.
Harley, we can no longer wait and wait, that is too passive.
And as you said, Yamo Zhuo is very smart and must have noticed that we are hunting - cough cough cough."
He spoke faster and faster, his cheeks slowly turned red, and finally he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing violently, bending over from the cough.
Diana glanced at him complainingly, "Are you so excited? Although Yamodra ran away, judging from its behavior, it was not a brutal killing monster like Doomsday, nor a conspirator like Little Luther. It - oops
, you coughed up blood?!"
Seeing the bright red color falling to the ground along the gap between Dachao's fingers, her expression changed and she exclaimed, "Medrogen bacteria?! Haven't you been injected with Luther's universal elixir?"
"Has the submozo virus evolved again?" Dr. Destiny asked seriously,
Harley walked over to support Dachao, who had a relapse of his old illness, and then looked back at Black Alice, who was in a bad state, and said: "Put aside Yamojo for now, Yamojo virus is the first target we should conquer."
After teleporting back to the Hall of Justice, she seemed to remember something and asked in a low voice: "Black Alice, do you still have contact with the Stranger?"
When the ghost "falls" into a magical debt collector, it is the Stranger who reveals to the heroes that it is Black Alice's destiny to solve the crisis.
If the Fallen Ghost is the villain in the story, Black Alice is the protagonist, and the Stranger serves as the "Arch Mage Merlin" who tells the protagonist's prophecies, guides the protagonist's appearance, and helps the protagonist grow up.
"After the last separation, I haven't seen him for almost a year. What's wrong? Well, my head hurts."
Black Alice's head was dizzy and her consciousness began to become blurry.
Harley asked her to enter the treatment room, then took out her mobile phone and dialed "Philip Stark".
Philip Stark is the Stranger's former human identity.
He stole the identity of the real Stark, changed his appearance, and lived with Stark's wife and children for more than ten years.
"Hello, Harley?"
Fortunately, this phone number has not been canceled yet.
Harley quickly told what happened to Black Alice, and then asked: "She is my God brother's new target, right?
Now that her Singularity Curse is at risk of being snatched away by Amazo, should you help her get some 'insurance'?"
"I understand, I will handle it." The stranger said.
"Harley, Luther, come and save Mr. President."
Before hanging up the phone, a large group of anxious people in suits and ties suddenly rushed in from the corridor outside the medical office.
The leader is General Lane, and the rest are mostly the president's bodyguards and staff.
"What's wrong with him?" Harley asked casually, and saw that Mr. President looked like a blood bag with seven holes poked in it. Blood was pouring out from all seven orifices, and the blood that flowed out had turned yellowish brown.
The old skin on the body surface also shows a trend of becoming crusty.
"Oh, he's suffering from Yamodra complications too?"
"My father has received the universal vaccine, why does he still get sick?"
Miss Truss, with messy hair and missing high heels, twisted her face and shouted anxiously.
Harley waved and summoned two doctors wearing nano-biochemical protective suits, "Help Mr. President inject a tube of universal potion."
"How did he come into contact with the Yamodra bacteria? Who was the source of the infection?" she turned around and asked.
"I don't know who spread the virus. Now the entire White House has fallen, and hundreds of people have been infected." General Ryan said with an ugly face.
"Ha? Haha" Harley laughed out loud in front of everyone regardless of the occasion, "What did I say? With the terrifying speed of the spread of the Yamojo virus, if we don't take strict precautions immediately, the metropolis will fall soon.
You didn't listen, now it's better, the White House has been ruined, and retribution has come."
"My father took the panacea!" Miss Tesla shouted excitedly.
"So?" Harley asked.
"So there shouldn't be anything wrong with him. What went wrong? Did Luther inject my father with fake medicine for personal revenge?" Miss Tesla said.
Luther, who was also wearing a white nano-protective suit, walked out of the hospital ward with a dark face and said coldly: "The government took away 500 medicines from me one after another. How do I know which medicine your father used?
Don't talk about your father, Superman just got sick again.
As I warned you at the beginning, the panacea can only be used as a temporary emergency. The key is to develop a real sub-modro vaccine.
It’s best to take precautions and not get sick.”
Harley complained: "These are all what I said, right? You were smug and arrogant at the time, thinking your potion was perfect."
"I'm not here to tell you this." There was a moment of embarrassment on Luthor's face, and then he said urgently: "Superman is in critical condition. You'd better send some 'God of War' power to help him save his life."
The doctor who was guarding the president also turned around and shouted nervously: "Miss Quinn, we have given Mr. President a tube of medicine, but it seems to have no effect. He is still coughing up blood and is still metamorphosing.
"
"Why is this happening?" Miss Tesla shouted, her face turned red, she became dizzy, and she coughed up pools of blood.
"Cough cough cough"
Her cough sounded like the fuse of a firecracker was lit, and a series of violent coughs of blood erupted in the corridor.
They are all White House bodyguards and staff.
Many of them were actually wearing biochemical protective suits, and blood coughed on their masks, staining their own clothes red.
"Father, something happened. Jimmy just called and said that Louise fainted at the Daily Planet and was still coughing up blood. I think she is also infected with the submojo virus." Lucy trotted over and said nervously.
"It's over." General Lane's face was pale and his eyes were desperate. "The panacea has failed. Now is just the beginning. Sooner or later, all the heroes will fall. The metropolitan defense line will inevitably collapse. What should we do?
Is it too late to set up a quarantine area now?"
The impact of Yamo Zhuo's symptoms on the American people is actually very serious, after all, the transmission coefficient is there.
The reason why the United States is still singing and dancing is because superheroes are extremely efficient in doing things.
Superheroes can be active on the front line of disease prevention because they have received the universal vaccine.
"Don't be anxious, don't be afraid!"
Standing in the corridors of hell with blood all over the ground and howling ghosts and wolves, Harley shouted loudly: "The submojo germ does not directly kill people, it just transforms the patient into submojo.
As long as the antidote is found, even if you are completely transformed into a sub-demon, you can still return to your original state."
"But the vaccine has no clue at all!" General Lane said bitterly.
"Harley, you save Superman first, and the others will take care of it later," Luthor urged.
Miss Tesla lay on the ground, grabbing Harley's trousers with her bloody hands, "Save me first, give me the 'God of War' power, please."
Harley used clever force to kick her on the chin, sending her rolling several times.
"I have another trick that might be useful."
Harley took out her cell phone and dialed Hal Jordan's number.
After waiting for three full minutes, a voice came from the other side, "Harry?"
"Did you read the message I sent you last time?"
"what's the message?"
"Medrogen, Smallpox Green Lantern."
"Oh, you want it to solve the sub-mojo virus? Isn't there a vaccine? Luther's panacea." Hal asked.
"The elixir has failed, and now we need the Smallpox Lantern to save the world." Harley said.
Hal mused: "Your Tyrant Bug seems to be more suitable for handling this kind of situation."
Harley was shocked. Could it be that he saw her little idea of letting the Green Lantern of smallpox go to the thunder?
"The Tyrant Bug is also there, but I thought, having one more helper will give me more confidence."
"It's not very convenient right now."
"What is it doing?"
"Being a spy, lurking on a galactic villain who is suspected of being connected to Kalona. When Kalona comes to us, we rush forward." Hal explained.
"Okay, I'll let Xiaodouzi try it first."
Harley had no choice but to hang up the phone and follow Luther into Dachao's ward.
"Xiaodouzi, go inside his body and try the Yamo Zhuo bacteria."
She seemed to be talking to the air, but the "air" really responded.
"My supreme lord, you should have allowed me to appear on the stage a long time ago! The reputation of the Pox God will surely resound throughout the earth today."
A little golden light lit up in the air and flashed into Da Chao's nostrils.