The adjutant teleported the two of them back to the star-like fortress of Sepurk. The huge metallic celestial body was still shrouded in dark red light, and numerous planets slowly revolved around it.
Speaking of which, the Ghost Universe is the first universe that Su Ming has mastered. He is also very concerned about it. It can be said that he always remembers Uncle Da's kindness.
When I think of Uncle Da, I inevitably think of Kang the Conqueror. The transport captain hasn't appeared for a long time. Will something happen to him? I miss him.
But then I thought about it, maybe Renjiakang didn't prepare a suitable gift? After all, Su Ming now doesn't like anything that is too bad.
It's like there is nothing in heaven that you value.
The first is the energy attribute on the side of heaven, which is pure light, which is not the same as your own darkness at all, so you cannot use most of the abilities related to heaven.
The second thing is that Su Ming has been to the seventh heaven before. Today's heaven is in tatters and there are no valuable things. The only thing that is interesting is the angel reincarnation pool.
But put a good soul into it and it will automatically generate a little angel who is loyal to God? What use does this do to the death knell?
Therefore, this time it was considered a favor to Heaven, but Su Ming did not ask for reward. In other words, the reward he wanted would be with God in the future, but that could only be done after Elaine came to power.
He was thinking about some dark things, but the smile on Deathstroke's face was as warm and harmonious as the one on Superboy's face. The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder to the command center, where many strange boxes flying in the air emitted a dim red light.
In the fire pit not far away, there were always vague roars coming from the complex.
Normally, only the adjutant sits here, and she doesn't need lighting, so the command hall is as eerie as a ghost. Combined with the regular and faint sound of metal friction from some equipment, it can be said to be full of super villain style.
But Superboy's evaluation of these is - very cool.
Although he has a face that is almost the same as Da Chao, and the expression on his face always looks like a sunny and cheerful boy, but he is not a superhero, nor does he have Mary's disease. On the contrary, he is still an egoist.
He wants to be called a hero, wants to gain people's respect and recognition, and wants to live a carefree life.
As a human being who has acquired superhuman abilities, he is no different from ordinary humans in these aspects. He has all the desires that people have, and naturally he cannot be as selfless as Dachao.
But in this regard, Su Ming and Luther have similar views, that is, people with various desires and shortcomings are real and reliable.
No matter how you look at it, a perfect person like Da Chao should not exist in reality. Yes, he is very good. Even Su Ming has to admire his character, but if he really wants to work with such a moral model,
Then forget it.
Many things are not easy to handle in the first place. If you put moral shackles on yourself, wouldn't you be looking for trouble?
"Adjutant, come and show my shawl-haired brother the backup plans of the GG series." Su Ming raised his hand to get a sofa, pulled Superman to sit down by the fire pit, and took out some marshmallow-clad sticks.
, getting closer to the fire pit and roasting.
The small pieces of marshmallow soon turned brown and gave off a sweet taste. If used with beer, it really feels like a college student camping.
"Okay Sheriff." The deputy put on the projector, and immediately dense text filled their field of vision. She added: "These are catalogs. Superman, if you want to see the specific details of which plan, just reach out and click on it."
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The plans in this category make it easy for the earth and mankind to cry and cry.
However, the surprised Superboy was speechless for the time being, because there were probably tens of thousands of options called directories alone, and each one of them had such evil-looking project names that he didn't know what to say.
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"Do you usually think about how to destroy the earth?"
He asked the death knell beside him with a wry smile, but the marshmallow string in his hand spun faster.
"Have you ever had the feeling that your mind is out of control sometimes?"
Su Ming, who remained calm-faced, opened the beer, touched the bottle with Superboy, took a sip and said:
"For example, when I see a nest of ants while walking on the road, I suddenly think, if these ants expand ten thousand times in size and gain intelligence equivalent to humans, can they dig through the earth? Then an idea of destruction automatically pops up in my mind.
When the world plan comes, let the adjutant take note of it."
In the insect world, ants do have a good foundation. They can lift things four hundred times their own weight, have amazing endurance and defense, and have efficient swarm cooperation. If the size and weight are really enlarged, and they have brains, even if
Destroying the earth will not work, but exterminating human beings will certainly not be a big problem.
"I understand, so many plans have been accumulated over time." Superboy also took a sip of wine and looked up at the catalog: "Then what if there are really ants that meet the conditions you mentioned?"
"It doesn't matter. I have backup plans to counter these backup plans you see."
Su Ming, who was smiling, took back the marshmallow, blew the smoke from it, and gave it to Strangler for a taste:
"Don't worry about your choice. We are just putting on a show on your earth to let people understand your importance and stance, but we won't really destroy the world."
"Um. There are so many and I can't choose. Can you sort them out?" Superboy was a little bit unbearable at this time. He is not a superhero in the orthodox sense, but he is not a villain either. Although he wants to make a profit, he can't
False, but he didn’t want to be involved too much: “Choose some disasters for me that won’t kill too many people?”
"Adjutant, block all plans that are expected to wipe out more than 99% of the earth's population."
This is just a trivial matter. Su Ming only needs to use his mouth and the adjutant can do it well.
As the words fell, most of the projection projects that were floating in front of him disappeared in an instant. There were only a few hundred plans left out of the tens of thousands.
Superboy was also a little speechless. He took a breath of cold air: "So those plans that disappeared were all for the complete annihilation of mankind?"
"No, actually strictly speaking, there is a difference between 99% and 100%."
Su Ming waved his hands modestly and took another sip of wine:
"But human population diversity requires at least a certain population base to ensure that it will not become extinct. Otherwise, humans will gradually perish because their descendants are all inbred imbeciles and freaks. Forget it, there is not much to say, there are still
There are hundreds of relatively modest plans, take your pick."
If it were anyone else, it might be confusing and inefficient.
But Superboy is also a superman. He has super vision and super speed. He only needs to click on each plan and take a look at it. The action steps of tens of thousands of words can be remembered vividly, and he can naturally evaluate the corresponding effects.
But the more he looked at it, the more distorted Superboy's expression became, because there were many plans here, which seemed too dark to him.