DC New Krypton

Edward was right, Haile did have the body of a god, but he still had the emotions of an ordinary person.

Many things that Haile can't see can be seen.

The eradication of eight million crimes, public stalls, paternity testing, human trafficking and other matters, it is certain that Haile has some disgust and difficulty in accepting some things.

Even when Hal ruled the earth and gave the earth's civilians a prosperous and good life, he felt the same way, with a bit of a sigh of ordinary Kryptonian civilians being implicated and killed by the higher-ups.

Therefore, Edward concluded that Haile could definitely be manipulated, swayed by emotions, and manipulated by emotions.

Just because of Haer's strong feelings.

Edward was right.

At the same time, because Haer controls a body that can withstand nuclear bombs, he is not lost in the endless desire for killing, lust, and power due to this power. He still maintains this state of mind, which is also the most terrifying.

San Francisco Golden Triangle, now Human Experiment Site No. 1.

Thachai Village is built against the Mekong River. It has beautiful scenery and overlooks forests, mountains, canyons and cliffs. It forms a large traffic dead corner and few outsiders can enter.

In the distance outside the village, a large sea of ​​poppy flowers swayed bright red, making them charming and beautiful.

Life in the village was peaceful and peaceful. The sentry guards squinted and yawned, looking down from a high position, carrying AK47 on their backs, and kept watch for a long time.

Haer suddenly descended here from the sky. Within his sight, slaves, organs and gold imprisoned underground were everywhere.

“Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, lust.”

Before the crowd in the village could react, Haier directly tapped seven nearby people with his fingers and used them as experimental subjects.

Directly towards their heads, implant the strong Seven Deadly Sins character.

The lustful man pulled a cow directly beside him and began to take off his pants with crazy eyes.

The glutton rushed out of the village, his face sinking into the sea of ​​poppies.

The greedy ones rush into the nearest house without any reason and snatch the gold.

Lazy people huddle in the corner, close their eyes, and hide their ears.

The furious man set up his AK47 and started shooting at Hare, roaring and yelling, "What have you done to us? I'm going to kill you!"

The jealous one, with eyes full of resentment, took out his Glock pistol, shot the furious one to death, turned around and ran away.

The arrogant person holds his chest high and his eyes are arrogant. He is the only one in heaven and earth. "Who are you? How dare you enter Thachai alone!"

"He's the alien!"

"Kill him! He comes to conquer."

"I don't believe he's invulnerable."

"Shoot, shoot!!!"

In an instant, the Thachai Village was thrown into chaos due to the sound of gunfire. This village of nearly 20,000 people had a strong military force. Teams began to rush over with guns, causing even greater chaos.

Haile's movements did not stop. Compared with the slow motion of each step they ran, mind control, and a single thought, the people around him who shot at him began to perform various actions.

After forcibly implanting the seven deadly sins, Hare implanted seven virtues into the panicked gun-toting team: justice, tolerance, loyalty, temperance, generosity, hope, and perseverance.

The gun team suddenly changed.

The righteous people thought they were righteous and shot at Haile to protect their homeland.

Those who are tolerant, put down the AK47 in their hands, like the Father in Heaven, open their hands, "We should talk in a friendly manner."

The loyalist, implanted by Haer to be loyal to him, suddenly rebelled at this moment and shot his teammates.

Temperance, generosity, hope, and perseverance were all shot to the ground by loyalists.

"This is such a waste and no one should be killed by worthless bullets."

Haile felt that this was not good, but did not stop it.

He was just strolling through the chaotic village, surrounded by crazy people who were disturbed by all kinds of thoughts, crazy people who were unwilling to give in to the madness.

He is like a god, walking independently in the filthy, dark and sinking human world,

Haer implanted various personalities, thoughts, and ideas one by one, and at the same time blocked their thoughts, experimented with time, and tested the psychic abilities of many ideas.

It also cuts off every thought, idea, thought, and memory they have, forming compartments. They are unable to form continuous thoughts, resulting in crazy self-mutilation consequences.

Mental isolation.

Incoherent thoughts, completely incoherent conflicts with newly added ideas, caused strong dissonance and directly caused them to go crazy.

Haer implanted it into their minds, guided them, and allowed them to form new personalities.

Two personalities, three personalities, four personalities, eight personalities, sixteen personalities, thirty-two personalities, Haer looked at the people who formed one thousand three hundred and twenty-one personalities in surprise.

It is true that every personality has independent thinking. It is crazy and ferocious to rely on the independence of the main personality to think about personality.

In the end, the person's brain was overloaded and couldn't bear it. The synapses burned, his brain was on fire, and he fell to the ground.

Create personality.

Create a different kind of personality based on the soul that relies on its own life.

This is not a purely offensive or control ability.

Instead, it is defined by Haier as an auxiliary skill.

On the contrary, the created personality can become an assistant, fill in the gaps, assist the main personality, carry out various studies, work, scientific research, etc., alternately improve the self, and exist like a deputy brain.

However, Haier will not create a sub-personality for himself, because once the sub-personality takes over, he can even snatch the body, consciousness, and memory and become the main body.

This invisible hidden danger is based on the personality created within oneself and is unavoidable.

Haile shook his head. It was a pity that he could not experiment what he wanted.

What he always wanted to create the most was a thought stamp that was higher than the stamp of survival of living beings, but this was not a simple thing. He always felt that it was far worse, and almost as if it was just a hair away. That feeling made him frown.

Of course, the various psychic skill experiments here were not without harvest, allowing him to confirm many of his ideas about psychic abilities and to gain a practical understanding of the limitations of psychic abilities.

Corridor of Mist.

Haer casually used another mental application. Immediately, the subject's eyes turned white and he fell to the ground. The profound scene in his mind caused his mind to fall into an infinitely repetitive corridor until he died.

Originally, Haile named it the Corridor of Fear, but the construction of the corridor can not only be a memory of fear, but also happiness, sadness, sorrow, anger, etc.

Haier held his big hand in the void, and the next moment, all the crazy people and sleeping people in Tachai Village had their thoughts nirvana, their brain synapses were burned, and they all fell down and died.

His psychic ability, after three months of research and thinking in the sun on the International Space Station, combined with current human experiments, has become very mature and it is difficult for it to mutate again.

Haier looked around, and saw that throughout the beautiful village, wisps of gunpowder smoke were rising in several places, roosters were crowing, dogs were panicking, and there was no sound of human beings.

Before leaving, Haier thought for a while and spread his psychic abilities to the entire village.

He rushed into the sky and left, not even the sound of roosters crowing and dogs panicking.

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This is a country in the desert. The largest city has only 5 million people. It is poor and backward, ignorant and feudal. Even people of different genders are not allowed to be liberated. They have to cover their bodies even when going out.

The aging of people's hearts and the blocked prejudices are the most difficult things to break.

This is a country that is unwilling to surrender, and the people live like pigs and dogs. Only 3% of households even own a TV set. The upper class is lavish and luxurious, with golden toilets and fat fingers covered with pearly gem rings, all showing the oppression of humans by humans.

Haile stepped into the most luxurious palace here, with vast halls, crystal chandeliers, magnificent paintings, long historical paintings, and tigers and leopards in the backyard, all showing superior power and luxury.

"Stop! Who is it?"

As Haile walked into the palace, soldiers and guards appeared with guns pointing at him and shouting angrily.

"Light."

Haer said softly, his voice fluctuating widely, and the first batch of soldiers surrounding him had already burned themselves to death from the inside and outside, their bodies heated up, emitted flames, and burned themselves to death.

He was not satisfied. He said light, but what appeared was fire.

This may be the understanding of the soldiers' thinking.

More soldiers came rushing forward.

"Air." Hal said softly.

Some soldiers received the tip and found that the red blood cells in their bodies were actually absorbing air. The whole body began to fill with air, expanded into a ball, and exploded.

"The earth."

Some soldiers suffered from stiff joints and suddenly suffered from osteosclerosis. Cells throughout the body were as hard as rocks, and they were stiff and unable to move, and their vision was dark.

There are also soldiers whose hair grows longer and longer, and the pores all over their bodies are covered with hair. They are strangled by the hair and become a black ball of hair. The black ball of hair continues to grow until it has no physical nourishment.

"Stars."

Haile said doubtfully, to see how they would understand.

The result is that they press their heads and forcefully keep rotating them. Even if they are dead, they keep turning their heads with their hands until their nerve reflexes weaken.

"life."

The remaining soldiers howled, kissed their hands and feet, put down their guns and left.

Haier was slightly satisfied with this skill and strolled into the depths of the palace.

It was almost like a whisper from God.

God’s whisper in your ear.

The subject's body is genetically influenced by his own mind, resulting in unpredictable mutations.

"No! No!"

"I have money. I can give you whatever you want."

"My wife, money, power, and wealth can all be given to you!"

"No~~~~~~~"

With a wave of his hand, the bloated, pampered, tender-skinned politician was physically shaken into molecules and disappeared.

Already the last person to resist.

There are no people or forces who openly want to resist or escape.

Haer floated slowly and looked around. Under the dust in the distance, there were flat houses with yellow sand and mud. There were people tightly wrapped in turbans. When they walked out, they saw Haer floating on the palace, kneeling and praying devoutly.

Just when Haer was about to rise into the sky and leave.

There is a spiritual force that is jumping around in this city. Every time it jumps, it will pull up a weak spiritual force.

He is like a ray of light, jumping into the hearts of people in the city one by one, as vigorous as a rabbit jumping repeatedly, jumping lightly on the mirror, gathering the spiritual power of tens of millions of people, one by one, in the sky full of yellow sand , vaguely feeling that his psychic ability condensed into Edward's face.

"Edward Yorton, you are indeed the most outstanding human being on earth!"