I want to have a date with Superman

The Pharaoh struggled under the iceberg for a long time, but he could not find the door to his palace.

In the end, it was Harley and Ivy who helped him find Kanak buried deep in the snowdrift.

It is indeed a gorgeous palace, with genetic and quantum experimental areas, living areas, office areas, leisure and entertainment areas and even a 500-square-meter underground swimming pool inside.

The old man came to the bar with familiarity and opened a bottle of real 82-year-old Lafite for the guests.

Then several people held wine glasses and, under the guidance of the Pharaoh, visited his biological laboratory, physics laboratory, and controllable nuclear fusion power room.

Of course, Harley also took a look at the famous tachyon generator.

There is also a space teleporter that rains squid: small squids are caught from the bottom of the sea and randomly teleported to the sky around the world.

Dr. Manhattan's teleportation has strong side effects. The escaped teleportation will crush the body of the little squid, and when it falls from the sky, it will become a sticky squid rain.

"Now that the Kryptonians show up, it can be turned off."

The Pharaoh looked complicated and cut off the power. The machine that had been working automatically for decades rumbled to a halt.

"If it stops, your crime of massacring three million people in New York will no longer be concealed." Harley said.

"You have mistaken the cause and effect. I did not build this machine to hide any secrets, but to use this machine to create a false reality.

The world is united under the pressure of aliens. At least no more nuclear war is my goal.

For this purpose, I created the giant alien octopus.

The squid rain, which took place only a few decades ago, continues to warn countries around the world. "

"Aren't you afraid that the crime will be exposed?" Harley asked.

"Only when you feel guilty can you be afraid, but I have no guilt in my heart. Even if God stands in front of me, I can justly curse it - you bastard, why did you add these sins to us when you created human beings to self-destruction? desire?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to see God, and Satan will be waiting for you in hell." Harley smiled.

"That's okay. When I see Satan, I can just as well scold him - you idiot, tempting mankind to lead to complete destruction in internal fighting, and then there will be no more people in the world. What's the point of your existence?

Not to mention God and Satan, I will justly scold any god I see - a majestic god who does nothing, and the world still relies on me, a mortal, to save it by means that you despise and hate. Are you ashamed? "Pharaoh said confidently.

"Perhaps the gods are really not qualified to judge you, but humans are." Harley looked at him steadily and said seriously: "You must have been targeted by the government for a long time. Once it is opened again, it will be a matter of time before they come to your door."

"The U.S. government should have known the truth of the '112' incident. Otherwise, why would I have faded out of the public eye and stayed in this land of ice and snow in the past few decades? I was exiled!" the old man sighed.

"The world situation has changed. You can turn off the squid rain because of the Kryptonian invasion. The government and the world no longer need the alien giant octopus to maintain false unity.

Your reckoning may come soon. "Harry said seriously.

The alien giant octopus has only one purpose, to remind earthlings that aliens are watching you, so don’t fight among yourself.

The invasion of Krypton has the same effect, even more direct and obvious: people all over the world have seen and experienced it. If the heroes who protect the planet had not turned the tide, all the people on earth would have died in the gravity transformation.

There are Kryptonians today, and it’s not surprising that aliens will appear tomorrow. Therefore, there will definitely be fights between countries on the earth, but the act of firing nuclear bombs at each other will most likely not happen before we leave the solar system.

Now that the alien giant octopus is useless, the U.S. government no longer needs to help Witt hide it.

The key is that Werther came out yesterday to make a splash and let everyone pay attention to him.

"I'm not afraid." The old man sneered: "Do you think they didn't want to capture me and imprison me in some underground prison?

Of course they do.

But this is my palace and my military fortress, and they can't do it. "

"There were no superheroes or superpowers before. They really couldn't do anything to you, but now as long as you send a message to Superman, you are finished." Harley sighed.

"Superman? I'm not afraid of Superman. His weaknesses are too obvious. Give me two days and I can develop a method that simulates kryptonite radiation—shit!"

The Pharaoh was saying proudly, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and Dachao in a blue-black frosted uniform and a bright red cape floated in front of him with an expressionless face.

"Super-Superman?" He was horrified and stammered: "You, why are you here?"

"My lonely castle is next door. When I heard the noise here and someone calling my name, I came here." Da Chao said with a wooden face.

"You also built a fortress in the North Pole? Shit, you're still next door to me, why?" the Pharaoh shouted.

"My super vision can see through the earth veins under the ice and snow, and I found that this is the best location." Dachao said.

The Pharaoh's old face twisted, "You can hear me talking in the bunker?"

"able."

"Farke and Joan don't have such good eyes and ears. Kryptonians are too unscientific. A race like yours should not exist in the universe." Pharaoh cursed in a low voice.

"Adrian Veidt, please come with me. I want to hand you over to the Metropolitan Supreme Court." Superman said seriously.

Harley laughed on the side.

Pharaoh sneered and stepped forward, poking Superman's navel with his finger, "Kryptonian kid, you have no right to do anything to me."

"I have been listening to your conversation since the Archimedes airship landed. You murdered the scientists and engineers who built the castle for you, and you also used the giant alien octopus to kill three million people in Gotham." Dachao said seriously.

"You are not qualified to judge everything I have done." King Pharaoh said.

"I am indeed not qualified, so I hand you over to the court and let you accept a fair trial from the people of the world." Superman said solemnly.

Pharaoh was stunned and turned his attention to Harley, "You are the captain of the Watchers. What do you think?"

The old teammates asked the captain for help.

"I don't care about the trial, but I don't want to be humiliated by this alien guy. When I put on the uniform and acted as a cross-dressing hero, his grandfather was still wearing crotchless pants." He quickly explained.

"No one has lived here for more than ten years. Where were you before?" Harley asked.

"Didn't I say it? I'm in Joan's paradise, the Garden of Eden on Europa. But the life there is too monotonous and boring, like a prison. I managed to escape with great difficulty," King Pharaoh said.

"How about I send you back again? The earth is indeed not suitable for you to stay." Harley said softly.

"He must face trial." Dachao frowned.

Facing Pharaoh's puzzled gaze, Harley said directly: "Dr. Manhattan had foreseen this situation before he left. He said that the U.S. government might use the knowledge and technology in your mind to destroy the universe.

If necessary, I can kill you myself. "

"Fake!" Pharaoh looked livid, "Qiong is so heartless. He can have a beautiful love for 20 years only because of my help."

"Has Joan ever said what kind of technology it is?" Laurie asked in surprise.

The two of them believed it immediately, but Dachao was full of doubts, "Harry, are you kidding me?"

"Do you believe in Dr. Manhattan's abilities?"

"I'm not sure." Dachao said doubtfully: "What technology does Mr. Witte have that can destroy the universe? He is just an 80-year-old man, and any technology he has has long been outdated."

"Boy, you should be lucky that you were born a few decades later. If you were of the same era as me, you would be locked up in my experimental cage with the mice for the rest of your life." Pharaoh sneered.

"Witt invented mature tachyon particle technology in the 1970s, but it's already 2013, and the top laboratories in the industry are still looking for tachyons - ugh -"

While Harry was speaking, his face suddenly turned pale, and blood spurted out from his mouth. Small and dense wounds were opened on his jade-white skin, and blood mist sprayed out.

Her expression was shocked and stunned, her body seemed to be attacked by an inexplicable force, she fell back, and her arms opened unnaturally.

The people nearby were even more horrified and inexplicable.

"Harley, what's wrong with you? Who, who is plotting against you?" Ivy looked excited and her magic power surged.

Superman also activates super vision and hearing, and is on full alert, observing all directions.

Only Pharaoh was surprised for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "So that's it, your injuries have been transferred to the present."

Then, he gloated and laughed again, "You will suffer a lot in the next few days, or even months."

"Old man, what do you mean?" Ivy said sharply.

The Pharaoh said happily: "Didn't you notice? Her expression and movements just now were exactly the same as the afterimage left behind when she was flicked away by Qiong's finger on the airship.

The damage to Joan was more than she could bear, and the excess force was transferred to the future—the present.

But this was just the first afterimage, and there would be sixty or seventy fatal injuries waiting for her in the future.

It’s fun to show off for a while, but you’ll have to repay endless debts, hahaha—ouch—”

The old man who was smiling suddenly felt a severe pain in his head, as if his brain was being stirred into tofu with an iron spoon.

His eyes rolled white and he fell to the ground.

Harry wiped away the blood on his lips and sneered: "You are right. It's fun to pretend to be cool for a while, but you can repay endless debts. In the days to come, prepare to continue to work as a slave."

"What did you do to him?" Laurie quickly squatted down and checked the Pharaoh's breath and heartbeat.

"Mind spell." Ivy suddenly realized. She quickly produced a few fruits with green plants and handed them to Harley. She asked doubtfully: "The magic power caused by the attacks in the past can be retained until now?"

"The attack comes from the past, but the damage happens now."

Harley swallowed the date and thought about it.

The damage just now did not make the experience jar bubble. It was not that there was no experience value, but that all the experience was given to her when Dr. Manhattan attacked her.

In other words, by spreading the damage to dozens of times in the future, experience has been paid in the past.

Effect first, cause later, similar to Dr. Manhattan, disrupting the order of cause and effect in time.

But the magic of cost failed to reverse the cause and effect.

"What are you going to do with Werther?" asked Laurie.

"Send him back to Europa and let him spend the rest of his life in Dr. Manhattan's paradise." Harley said.

"He should be allowed to stand trial first. One day the '112 Incident' will be known to the public, and when the people demand justice, who will satisfy them?" Clark frowned.

"I just want to ask, if the technology obtained by the military from him leads to the destruction of the universe, will you bear the responsibility?" Harley said.

"What technology can destroy the universe?" Superman wondered.

Harley shook her head and said, "I don't know, not even Werther himself.

For example, the controllable nuclear fusion that powers this fortress is just a power station, but in the hands of the military, it can be turned into an engine for a space carrier.

It may not be to directly destroy the universe, but to interfere with Dr. Manhattan's process of repairing the universe.

There is a blind spot in the future, and Dr. Manhattan cannot see through it. "

Clark thought for a while and said, "I want to go to Europa to see if he can do any evil and is being punished."

"You are so free."

"What to do with the fortress?" Clark asked.

"My fortress, don't worry about it."

Seeing her natural expression, Clark's eyes widened.

"What are you looking at? Apart from me, the captain of the Watchers, who else is qualified to accept the legacy of the Watchers?"

"You're imprisoning Mr. Witte, aren't you trying to steal his fortress?" Dachao asked suspiciously.

ps: In fact, the Pharaoh's fortress is in Antarctica. I realized it only after I finished writing this chapter. I was embarrassed and couldn't change it. Da Chao had already appeared.