I want to have a date with Superman

A bald head that shines brightly, deep eyes full of wisdom, a face that is exactly like looking in a mirror, and a temperament that is three parts shrewd and seven parts mature.

If Luther hadn't been wearing regular clothes, he would have thought he was looking in the mirror if the other person's suit was as straight as a CEO who just came out of the company's conference room.

"No, you are not my clone. You come from a parallel universe. Are you another me?" Luther asked, then shook his head and denied himself, "There is no parallel universe now. Are you from-"

His pupils shrank, he pointed at "himself" opposite, and suddenly realized: "It's you! The person who has been spying on me with malicious eyes in the past year is you, the 'Overlord Luther' from the future. Harley guessed it right!"

Are you dissatisfied with my imprisonment and my frequent failures, so your eyes are full of malice?

I advise you not to be impulsive. I am you. If you kill me now, you will die in the future too.

Since you are so promising in the future and become the overlord, why not tell me the secret of success so that I can avoid detours and endure less humiliation. "

Harley once analyzed: If his feeling is correct, and someone is really watching him, but she cannot find it, then the person watching him is likely to come from the river of time, and 80% of it is himself, observing him from the future.

Now seeing someone with the same appearance and temperament in front of him, Luther felt that he had discovered the truth.

"Are you serious, do you really think so?" Luther in suit walked over slowly with a strange expression.

"Aren't you - uh~~~" As Luther in the suit approached, Luther felt as if a fist had been stuffed into his head, and the fist stirred his brain so hard that he wanted to chop it immediately. Open your head.

Luthor in the suit stopped, his eyes scornful, "Can't you stand this? It really disappoints me. After so many years, you have barely made any progress."

Luther rolled and crawled and took seven or eight steps back before his aching head barely regained the ability to think.

"You still want to lie to me? After we got close to each other, it caused a time paradox and the conflict of existence, so I am like this. You are me, the future me!"

"Did you just feel a string of electric sparks jumping in your ears, a splitting headache, and your brain couldn't move? That's not a time paradox, it's the interference of subconscious waves.

Or resonance.

The simplest example is two tuning forks with the same frequency. Even if they are separated by a certain distance, as long as one of them is struck, the other one will also vibrate.

If two tuning forks are vibrating and making sounds, and one vibrates stronger and sounds louder, the weaker one will vibrate harder.

Do you understand me?

I am a more advanced being than you. Although my brainwave frequency is exactly the same as yours, it is superior and will drive your brainwaves to resonate with you, so you lose the ability to think independently. Suit Luther smiled.

Luther was stunned. Through the other party's brief introduction and his own personal experience, he felt that the person in front of him was not lying.

Annihilation caused by time paradox will have time fluctuations and has little to do with brain waves.

"Since you are not me in the future, then who are you?"

"I'm Lex Luthor." Suit Luthor had a Luthor-like cunning smile on his face - the same smile Luthor showed when he completely controlled Po's emotions on the private plane.

"No, you're not, not me."

Luther panicked, just like Po that day, panicked as he completely lost control of the situation.

Luthor in the suit looked at him jokingly, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm not you, I'm far better than you."

"You want to replace my identity, why?" Luther forced himself to calm down.

Luther in the suit slowly walked towards the sweating bald man opposite again, and said as he walked: "In the past six months, haven't you often felt that you were being spied on?

That's me imitating your mental waves.

I want to copy you 100% from soul to soul.

This is also the reason why our mental frequencies are exactly the same, and it is also the reason why you feel uncomfortable and have a sense of crisis - your existence is being deprived of me, and your sense of crisis is induced.

My plans were almost ruined by Harley Quinn's offhand advice, luckily you're an arrogant idiot. "

Luther stepped back step by step and said in a solemn voice: "She asked me not to leave the prison, to stay under surveillance, and to stay in the magic circle of protection she drew for me?"

Luthor in the suit smiled and said: "The magic protection circle is actually useless. Only God can distinguish us at this moment. Even if I replace you and enter her magic circle, no alarm will be activated.

Because our souls are exactly the same and our mental fluctuations are exactly the same.

But if you stay in prison and your personal freedom is restricted to death, there is no point in me replacing you.

If you agree with her suggestion, but I suddenly change my words after replacing you and want to be released from prison, it will definitely arouse her vigilance.

It's okay now, you were stupid and ran out on your own, I can completely let go. "

"You-" Luther stared at that extremely familiar face, thinking quickly about every possible suspect.

"You just said 'so many years have passed'? We met many years ago and our relationship was still very bad -" Luther's pupils shrank and he was shocked: "Alexander Kent?! You are my peer on Earth 3 - the hero. Luther, and Louise’s son, is the messenger of the Watcher—Fuck, you’ve set your sights on our universe again!”

"Yes, I finally reacted, but it's a pity that you can't do anything."

Luther retreated to the bedside table, quickly reached into the cabinet with his right hand, and took out a palm-sized energy gun, "Don't come over, I'll shoot if you take another step."

"You are so stupid that it makes people laugh." Alexander sneered and continued walking forward, "Can a mere phaser hurt me? You don't even think about it, if I don't regain the power of my heyday, what will I do in the heaven dimension?"

Luther put the gun against his chin and sneered: "You are the fool! I don't need to kill you, as long as I pull the trigger, my soul will definitely enter the forest of suicides in hell, and no one can stop me.

At that time, it will be useless no matter how much you pretend to look like me, I will tell Harley your conspiracy in person. "

Alexander Kent stopped, but his faint sarcastic smile did not change at all, "Luthor, I bet you don't dare to shoot.

As soon as you pull the trigger, your outcome is determined.

Eternal and unchanging, becoming a tree of the living dead in hell.

From now on, you say goodbye to your dream completely. You can't even see Tear Man, let alone defeat him. "

"Fake!" Luther was angry and shocked. How could this guy tell his most important point directly?

Going to hell, terrible, but not going to make him despair.

Suffering in hell, becoming a tree, was painful, but it could not defeat him.

But if the opportunity to compete with Tearman is completely lost... No, never!

Luther's finger on the trigger loosened.

Luther in the suit smiled even brighter, "Do you remember what I just said? Our brainwaves are exactly the same. I can 100% simulate your thoughts and your way of thinking.

You are transparent in front of me. No matter what you think or plan, I know it clearly.

For example, now, you don't want to die, you want to make a deal with me, I will answer you a few questions, and you will cooperate with all my actions honestly. "

Luther's pupils shrank, his expression was frightened, and his whole body was shaking.

Alexander got it all right!

No, not guessing.

He is really transparent in front of him.

"why me?"

His head was numb and stiff, and the hoarse voice seemed to come from another person's mouth.

"This is really a stupid question. I was born like this. If I don't pretend to be you, how can I replace Tear Man?"

Luther was startled, his question seemed a bit stupid.

He asked again: "Why did you leave the dimension of heaven? Isn't that the pure land of bliss? Is there anything worthy of your planning in the world?"

Alexander must have looked at him for a while and sighed: "Because of destiny! You know the outcome of the final battle of Crisis on Infinite Earths. I used the remaining monitor energy in my body to open the door to the hero's paradise.

In other words, I lost all my power at that time and completely became a mortal.

At that time, I thought I had accomplished my mission and would spend the rest of my life in the Heroes' Paradise until the end of the universe.

But in recent years, the bright and holy walls of heaven have gradually become stained with the dark stains of decadence and decay.

Because of the depraved behavior of the heroes of this world, the Heroes' Paradise has been defiled.

The hero's paradise originates from the hero's belief in justice, purity, and greatness.

It is the spirit of heroes that creates the dimension of heaven.

In the Crisis of Infinite Earth, for the safety of the multiverse, for the billions of people in the universe, and for the belief in justice, countless heroes from various universes shed their lives and blood, composing a great heroic song.

That song lingered in the Creator's dimension (sixth dimension), and finally condensed into a strange dimensional space, the Hero's Paradise!

Crisis on Infinite Earths is over, and the multiverse has been rebooted as the only universe.

The heroic virtues represented by the Heroes' Paradise, such as light, justice, purity, kindness, etc., are all projected from this unique universe.

When the seven people distort Dr. Light's will, when Batman's memory is modified by his teammates, when they unscrupulously attack those who know the hero's identity

When the telescopic man reveals his identity and enjoys a splendid life in the spotlight with his wife, when the superhero begins to accept endorsements to live a life of luxury and luxury, and when the big-name heroes avoid small cities with no commercial value and gather in big cities.

When Superman discovers the secrets of the Seven but chooses to conceal and deceive, when the heroes allow Doomsday to rush into the densely populated metropolis because of their arrogance, when the heroes build one person, one city for the sake of vanity, leading to the destruction of the seaside city, when haha Jordan caused massacres for his own selfish interests.

When the biggest difference between superheroes and ordinary people is their superpowers, when lies, arrogance, and desires spread like viruses among heroes

The dimension of heaven has changed.

On the surface it is still crystal clear and dust-free, but I know that its surface is covered with dark spots of decay and depravity.

Heroes' Paradise is in the Creator's dimension, and its time is different from the material world. We have witnessed the entire process of the only universe from birth to maturity.

It can be said that although we have only been separated for a few years, we have lived for countless billions of years.

Sickness and death should not exist in heaven. For countless years, no one got sick or died in Heroes' Paradise.

But now, Louise is dying.

Because heaven has fallen.

I told old Superman that as long as we return to Earth 2, Lois can survive.

I was lying to him and he wouldn't have helped me if I had said otherwise. "

“When I brought Louise into the Hero’s Paradise, I violated the Creator’s rules.

She is not a hero and cannot enter the hero's paradise.

But she is like my mother and I cannot give up on her no matter what.

In order to let her enter heaven, I imprinted her soul into the core of Heroes' Paradise before the universe was restarted.

In a way, she is the embodiment of heaven.

In this way, heaven will naturally no longer reject her.

But now heaven is corrupt, and no one can save Louise who is bound to it. She is dead. "

Alexander Kent's hands hanging at his waist were clenched into fists, and his voice and body were trembling slightly.

Luther even saw that his eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be crystals twinkling in his eyes.

"It's all your fault. It's all the fault of this fallen world. The corrupt Justice League has failed to live up to our efforts and expectations. This disgusting world should be buried with Lois!"