The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3942 MU Superbody Major Event (22)

Chapter 3979 The MU Superbody Incident (22)

Clark didn't emerge from the shadows in the corner of the room until his agents had taken Luther away. His eyelashes fluttered slightly as he quickly sized up Schiller before him.

"What were you talking about just now?" Schiller asked.

“He has a plan,” Clark said immediately. “He wants to give that electronic life form a body, then use a trap to force it to use the body, and finally trap it inside the body and destroy it.”

"What kind of trap?"

“Intentionally create conflict with the president, use the excuse of self-defense to create a mechanical army, then cause an accident involving his sister, forcing the electronic life form to control a mechanical body to save her, and then lock it inside.”

Schiller paused for only about a second before turning and walking out. Clark called after him, "Where are you going?"

“Go back to base, and then find him a good place.”

Clark caught up with him, then turned and asked, "What's wrong with this plan?"

“You should be asking where there’s nothing wrong with this plan,” Schiller said, not even glancing at him, as he strode down the aisle. “How could you possibly think that Alexander Luther created the mechanical legion to destroy electronic life?”

"Otherwise, what is it for?"

"Of course, it's to turn it into a weapon. One second we capture it, the next we put it in command of the mechanical legion, overthrow the president's rule, and make it the leader of the Federation."

How is he going to control it?

"Since he has a way to confine it within the body, he naturally has a way to control it. If he can't control it, he can negotiate terms, as long as the president is removed from office."

"But he said he would let me destroy the mechanical body."

"A simple divide-and-conquer strategy. If you destroy the mechanical body, but the cyber life form survives and overthrows Batman's rule, what will Batman think of you?"

"It makes no sense. I'm not a superman in their universe."

"Yes, he probably didn't expect that either. But the divisive tactic was just a side effect; whether it succeeded or not didn't matter. As long as it didn't disgust Batman, that was fine. The important thing was to overthrow his rule."

Clark squinted and said, "No wonder I felt something was off when he said that guy tricked him and wanted revenge. But this plan does sound pretty convincing."

"The fact that Batman is strong in this universe proves that the power level of this universe is very high. Whether it's Superman or Lex Luthor, they would be among the best of their kind. Where are you in this universe?"

“The Injustice universe,” Clark replied, “he’s going to rescue that Batman.”

Schiller shook his head. Clark asked again, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

“It was Batman’s stupid idea again,” Schiller said impatiently. “He thought that since he couldn’t leave, he should send Superman instead, but splitting up forces at this time is extremely foolish. Luckily, he remembered to call you over.”

Clark sighed softly and said, "We can't not go, can we? That universe's Superman really went too far."

"How's it going over in the Dark Universe?"

"Spider-Man went, and his role was limited, but he did resolve a lot of trouble, freeing up Batman to deal with the electronic life forms."

They took the elevator downstairs to the Luther Corporation building. Schiller stopped his car and said, "I'm taking Luther to the Batcave. You keep an eye on his sister and make sure Lina is in no danger."

"I don't understand. If Luther's plan is no longer needed, why let his sister continue to have contact with cyber life?"

“That was part of my plan, or more precisely, Iron Man and the others. Feelings don’t happen overnight; someone has to play the role of the initiator. Miss Luthor is a smart woman; she knows what to do.”

After saying that, Schiller got into the car. Watching it slowly drive away, Clark sighed. Then he flew to Luther Manor, landing on the balcony of Lena Luther's room, giving her a huge fright.

"Good heavens, what are you doing here?" Lina said, then realized something was off. "How could my brother allow you to come here?"

"Does his permission mean I can't come?"

"Uh... wait a minute, you're not Superman, are you? Where did this imposter come from?"

Clark shook his head and said, "I am Superman, just not the Superman of your universe. I know you have been in contact with electronic life, and I have to come and protect you to prevent it from using you and then discarding you."

Lena frowned slightly, seemingly contemplating the current situation. Clark briefly explained Luthor's plan to her, then said, "This plan is theoretically feasible, which is why I was fooled. Do you think your brother would use this method to overthrow Batman's rule?"

“It’s hard to say,” Lena said, walking around the sofa and placing her hand on the back as she pondered. “To be honest, I also don’t think he would destroy the cyber lifeform. Even if he destroys the main body, he would definitely leave a backup. That’s just the kind of person he is. As for whether he will have a major conflict with Batman, that depends on how threatening this cyber lifeform is. If the plan goes smoothly, he will definitely turn against Batman later; but if there are any setbacks…”

“He wants to use me, and I think I can use him too,” Clark said, his eyes lowered. “What would Luther do if I got injured or even nearly killed when I went to destroy that body?”

Lena turned around abruptly, staring at Clark in disbelief, as if trying to discern something different in his face. But the man before her was like a snow sculpture, his icy yet gentle demeanor covering his classically handsome features with a light layer of snow, like an exceptionally fickle traveler.

“He’ll go crazy,” Lena said. “Superman is special to him, not just as his enemy, but also as his Jesus Christ. A fanatic wouldn’t allow anyone to harm his God.”

"By then, he will be completely opposed to cyber life, right?"

“Don’t do that,” Lina said, frowning as she walked quickly to him. “You can’t hurt someone like that. It’s too cruel.”

Clark seemed like a sculpture that had suddenly come to life, and said in a light tone, "It seems you have a lot of confidence in my moral character."

“You’re Superman,” Lena said, looking him straight in the eye. “Superman wouldn’t use such underhanded tactics, not even Kal-El. What kind of monster are you?”

“So I was just saying,” Clark said with a smile. “The agent has already taken him to the Batcave, so he probably won’t have much of a chance to build his own mechanical army.”

Lena breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a chill run down her spine. She instinctively moved away from the Superman in front of her and said, "Are you sure you're here to protect me?"

"Of course. But I'm also a little curious, my universe's Luthor doesn't have a sister. Are you and him from the same parents?"

“I don’t want to talk about this. If you insist on staying here, then stay here. I’m going upstairs to rest.”

Clark simply watched her retreating figure as she went upstairs in silence.

Back in her room, Lina took out her phone. She typed a message: "It must have been my brother who sent him. This is a conspiracy against both of us. Did you hear what he just said? You must stay calm and not hurt Superman, or my brother will go crazy and deal with you."

The other party replied with a single word after a long time: "Don't worry."

When Luther woke up, he found himself not in a hospital room, but in a strange room. Judging from the decor, it looked like a bat cave.

Don't ask him how he figured it out—most people don't have the habit of printing bat patterns on their walls, especially not three feet high. The huge bat symbol covered the entire wall; if he still couldn't see it, he must be blind.

Now Luthor is wondering why he's in the Batcave. Although he was determined to tell Batman his plans through Superman and then legitimately build the mechanical army, he's not one of those lunatics in Arkham Asylum. Why would Batman bring him to the Batcave?

Luthor is a legitimate businessman; even if he were arrested on certain charges, he could be released on bail, and his lawyer would soon be contacting law enforcement. If he were to disappear at this point, every department would be in serious trouble. Besides, Luthor Corporation can't function without him; the shareholders will do everything in their power to find him. If things escalate, wouldn't even Batman, the president, be implicated?

As he was pondering these things, he suddenly noticed shadowy figures outside the door, but judging from their size, they didn't seem to be Batman, and there seemed to be more than one person.

Luthor rolled out of bed, coughing a few times while clutching his chest to signal to the person outside that he meant no harm, but they ignored him. Luthor peeked out—and lo and behold, Iron Man and Black Widow.

Luthor does have a ticket to the Battle Realm, but arrogant people like him don't like to cooperate with their counterparts from other universes, so they rarely interact. However, they recognize the more famous heroes from both worlds, and even if they haven't seen their faces, they can guess their general appearance.

At this moment, Iron Man and Black Widow are debugging a mech, or more accurately, a robot, while another unfamiliar person is looking at the equipment; he also appears to be a scientist.

“You’re awake,” Natasha said, looking up at him. “I just came to check these parameters. The ankle’s twisting ability is too poor; it can’t do a flying kick at all. This won’t do.”

“This isn’t just an ankle problem; without a flexible Achilles tendon, it simply won’t meet our requirements,” Stark said, frowning.

"But if you use biomolecular materials, the strength of the entire calf will decrease significantly, and the running speed will also decrease, which is completely counterproductive," Doom also said.

Luthor was genuinely curious. He knew Iron Man was a great scientist, so the other person working with him on research must be equally capable, and Black Widow was probably assisting them in experiments. What exactly was this impressive team developing?

Regardless, Luther was a scientist, and he considered himself the best scientist in the world. So, he naturally felt itchy to demonstrate his skills in this academic discussion.

He walked over, looked the body up and down, and couldn't help but exclaim: It's simply a perfect mechanical body.

The entire body is approximately 2.1 meters tall. Unlike typical robots, this mechanical body has bionic skin, meaning it's not just a metal shell. The surface skin is soft, but transparent, allowing a clear view of the internal mechanical structure.

Its internal structure is quite different from that of a human. It does not have human internal organs, but instead has a reactor surrounding its chest. However, its various pipes and joints are very similar to those of a human. Overall, it is somewhere between a robot and a android, full of technological beauty, yet with a touch of the uncanny valley effect that can be unsettling.

“What is this?” Luther asked.

“The body we’ve prepared for cyber life,” Natasha explained, arms crossed, “abandon your stupid and cumbersome plan. Instead of wasting time, you should focus on perfecting this body.”

(End of this chapter)