Shadow of the Beautiful World

Infinity formulas are strange things.

This thing is based on the experimental system of perfect life carried out by the universe Tianshen group in the stars since the beginning of the universe.

Theoretically speaking, there are locked parts in the genetic blueprint of any life that can be related to the Celestial Group. Those locked genes are like locked doors, preventing life from evolving to a higher level.

It's a prudent protection system.

Any issue related to evolution must be taken seriously, because not all evolutions are good, and at the wrong moment, a wrong evolution can easily destroy a promising civilization.

But since it is a lock of existence in the gene of life, there must be a key that can open it.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to get this key.

In the sea of ​​stars far away from the solar system, in a strange and desolate world, Superman Clark leaned against a rock in the shadow of a mountain that was on the verge of collapse. He closed his eyes, shaking his body like a person with a cold and fever. .

Just now, he injected the first theoretically complete infinite formula produced in this group of stars into his body.

That thing worked very quickly on Clark, a Kryptonian with all the genetic modules. After only a dozen seconds, Clark felt that special changes had begun to take place in the deepest part of his body.

Light.

The silvery, soft light is acting on the genetic level of Clark's body, and trillions of transformation activities are happening in every cell of Clark's body at the same time.

In the genes of the double helix structure, which is very similar to that of the people on Earth, but different, the silver light is spreading rapidly, like a wriggling ball of plasticine, filling in some missing parts out of thin air in Superman's dna structure.

This kind of completion does not mean that Clark's genes themselves are defective.

It is only based on a complete genetic system, and it is being improved to the next stage of life, just like upgrading Clark's body itself at both the software and hardware levels.

Clark was not really a biologist, and he had trouble describing the rapid improvements in the body.

But he could feel the change.

The first is healing.

Physical injuries, the hand bones crushed by Zod, the larynx that is healing, the sternum that was interrupted just now and has just healed itself, as well as the injuries at the organ level, the dredging on the skin, etc.

These injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the self-healing power of its flesh and blood has been accelerated by more than ten times, much like the wound healing of Wolverine or Deadpool.

This is only the most superficial change.

Clark moved his ten fingers, and a feeling of numbness rose in his perception, as if touching high-voltage electricity with his fingers.

The temporary numbness of the senses carried a tingling pain that could not be ignored. Superman could feel that his bones were growing rapidly, those bones were thickening and tougher, and the gaps in the bones were also becoming finer.

The skin cells were rapidly dividing, and the original skin was dying quickly. In just a few minutes, Clark's body was covered with a layer of gray-white dead skin, and new skin was being born.

Just like the process of a scaled beast shedding its skin, the old scales are shed, and a tougher substitute is born, but the process itself has been accelerated dozens of times.

His heart rate has exceeded 500 beats per minute.

It's like the engine being started in a car, beating crazily at the highest speed that the body can bear, sending more sufficient energy along the blood vessels and sending it to every part of the body that is undergoing rapid metabolism.

All-round improvement

Clark's vision became blurred.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with his eyes, but some new, subtle changes were also going on in his eyeballs, and he entered temporary blindness just like a cataract patient.

But soon, with the tingling in his eyes fading away, the world in front of him became bright again.

Brighter.

Clark tried to move his body, but he couldn't.

The paralysis that seemed to be in warm water made him lazy, and the connection between the spirit and the body was like a rusty gear, which seemed very obscure and inflexible.

The evolution performed at the most basic genetic level is like a precise operation, and Clark cannot move effectively until the operation is completely completed.

But with the evolution of life forms, an invisible wind was blowing on the ground around his body, and the fine gravel was blown, swirled, and danced around Clark's body.

His breathing became heavier.

It's like carrying a mountain on your back, and it's like being under the deep sea, with a giant beast swallowing water.

click, click

A deep voice continued to come out of Clark's body. It was the bones colliding, and the completely unlocked genes were driving the process of the first autonomous evolution.

This process is out of Clark's control, but based on the intact Kryptonian genes in every cell of his, this evolution has not made Clark into a more weird state.

For example, wings grow, hands become claws, faces are elongated and so on.

not at all.

His body shape hasn't even changed much, but the density of his body is at least 5 times higher than before. The support of this density has caused Clark's weight to rise rapidly, and his body's ability to bear the weight has also risen together. .

The supposedly difficult threshold of the Heavenly Father was easily pushed away. With the help of the magical infinite formula, Clark completed an evolution of life forms from the basic level.

His hidden potential was quickly unlocked, and his consciousness was returning to a stronger and tougher body.

And in the process of returning, Clark had hallucinations in front of his eyes.

He seemed to be having a dream.

About the Kryptonian civilization, about the dream of the Kryptonian race.

He dreamed of the night when the first Kryptonian group was born on the mother planet, and he saw with his own eyes that the Kryptonians spent millions of years evolving like the people on Earth, building their own civilization system from scratch.

He saw the first cities built in mountains and jungles.

He saw the Kryptonians banishing beasts, inventing writing in the light of fire, and writing the first book.

He saw the first ship in civilization enter the ocean, knights galloping on beasts like horses, and saw civilization go from slavery to feudal civilization, and from feudalism to modern times.

He saw the ancient astrologers interpreting the stars, and he saw the first Kryptonian spaceship rush into the stars.

He saw the king shed blood on the throne, and also saw the establishment and birth of the Supreme Council of Krypton.

He saw the era of great development full of glory, and also saw the era of great decline in which the Kryptonians fell into decline due to genetic engineering.

He walked all the way from the starting point of civilization, and spent tens of seconds browsing through the entire history of civilization, which is the memory recorded in his genes, from ancient times to the present, and has never been forgotten.

It is the deepest memory recorded in the soul of every Kryptonian.

In the end, he saw the destruction of Krypton.

In the scene of destruction, there was a silver light dancing, and in that light stood a figure he was very familiar with.

Clark looked at the background.

Then, he saw his own face.

Standing amidst the silvery light, he seemed to represent the rebirth of an ancient civilization and the future of evolution amidst the shimmering destruction of the world around him.

he

It is that future.

hum

In the flash of silver light, Clark opened his eyes.

He raised his ten fingers and put them in front of his eyes. The dead skin on his body was peeled off in the wildly dancing wind, revealing the smooth skin like a baby. With his ten fingers clenched into fists, the crisp sound of bones colliding made Clark feel the pain in his body. Explosive power.

Bang, bang, bang

The sound like a war drum echoed in this barren world, as distant as a bell.

It was the sound of Clark's heart beating, strong and powerful, the heart beating very fast, like an engine that had already begun to accelerate, and between each throttling, more explosive power would be sent into Clark's limbs and bones.

Every muscle in his body tensed, and the blue combat uniform fell to Clark's feet in pieces amidst the piercing sound of tearing.

They can no longer carry Clark's strength.

The naked Superman reluctantly picked up the torn combat uniform, and he used the clothes to cover his crotch, just like a primitive man who came out of the barbaric era.

He plucked the black hair on his shoulders, grabbed it, and with a flick of his fingers, the sharp nails were like knives, cutting off the black hair.

Then, he grabbed the deformed silver-white syringe at his feet.

Zhenjin

Clark's eyes were as bright as stars.

With the five fingers of his left hand together, under the brute force of the heavenly father, the strongest metal on earth, which is said to be incapable of deformation once it is cast, is no stronger than ordinary steel.

With a weird sound, the syringe was crumpled into a ball of silver iron.

Superman nodded in satisfaction.

Clark looked at the vibrating gold in his hand, and amidst the heartbeat that sounded like an engine, his eyes shot out a scarlet scorching light.

Under the bombardment of the scorching light like the sun, the metal in his palm was melted quickly, and after a few seconds of shaping, it turned into a silver boxer with a rough shape.

The scorching metal pressed against Clark's palm, but it didn't hurt the Silver Superman's skin at all. After several activities, the boxer was completely shaped.

Clark let out a sigh of relief.

Just like the breath of a giant dragon, in one complete breath, the storm blowing on the great plain was quickly calmed down.

He squatted down, moved his body, and between the curling and bouncing of his legs, he rushed straight to the sky like a fired shell. The moment he stood up, a white shock wave exploded.

With Clark's take-off point as the center, the ground within a radius of 3 kilometers collapsed in an instant like a shattered stone slab.

It was as if a monster weighing tens of thousands of tons had just ravaged the ground with its tail.

Clark's body accelerated in the thin atmosphere, his short black hair fluttered behind his head, and he stared at the stars above his head. Amidst the deep and powerful heartbeat, his speed entered the speed of light in a few seconds.

But he's still accelerating!

He can also accelerate.

The speed of light can't stop Clark from becoming faster. He can even feel an inexplicable layer of stuff around his body, just like a slime without a fixed shape.

If Clark's guess is correct, it should be time at the conceptual level. He once talked with The Flash, and Barry told him that at several times the speed of light, he can travel through time by relying on the speed force.

Superman couldn't understand that concept once, but now, he does.

And as long as he wanted, he could also tear away the barrier of time and return to the established past, but Clark didn't intend to do that.

Time is a serious concept, and Clark has no intention of changing the past. He has more important things to do now.

After a few breaths, Clark saw his target.

Zod is taking his soldiers, flying towards the direction of the solar system, they are flying fast, but not fast enough.

Superman clenched the silver glove on his left hand, and in the next second, he passed Zod's team and blocked in front of 16 Kryptonian Supermen.

He was just so naked, without the cover of a cloak, and simply covered his crotch with clothes.

He stood there, looking at the soldiers who stopped in front of him.

He looked at Zod, in the shining eyes of the stars, he was as stubborn and determined as before.

Zod also saw Clark, his junior.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Clark didn't seem to have changed, but there was an indescribable aura hanging over him. This young man seemed to have experienced some very bizarre things in the past ten minutes.

He is not the same as before.

stronger.

It's also more dangerous.

I have seen the future, Zod.

Clark touched his violently beating heart, and he said to Zod:

Stop it, go back with me, I will take over the hatred you bear, and you, you have to start a new life, you will have a new life whether you want it or not!

Enough, Carl!

Lady Fiora next to Zod couldn't listen anymore.

She looked at Clark who was spared, she clenched her fists, and said coldly in anticipation:

You have already lost! Go back to Earth, or, I will send you back!

whoosh

Fiora didn't want to see Clark provoke General Zod again, and then be beaten half to death. She tried to push Clark back before Zod got angry, and it was best to knock this stubborn and naive kid unconscious.

The female warrior made up her mind and threw herself at Clark in the fiercest posture, and she punched Superman's cheek with a heavy fist.

But in the next second, a light flashed in front of Fiora's eyes, and she flew back at a faster speed.

Her face was full of astonishment, she didn't even see Clark's punching movements clearly, but the sharp pain coming from her abdomen, almost fainting, told her

She lost.

Clark Kent defeated her with just one punch.

boom

Ms. Fiora, who flew back, was held in the arms of the expressionless General Zod. The female soldier wanted to say something, but in the painful attack, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't speak at all.

Clark obviously controlled his strength, but he just made her lose her fighting power and didn't hurt her.

I had a friend tell me

Zod handed Fiora in his arms to the warrior behind him, and he looked at Clark, who raised his left hand with a silver-white glove while posing a fighting posture to Zod.

The sun-like rays of light lit up under Clark's skin, like candles lit in deep space.

Against that light, he said to Zod:

To truly accomplish a good deed, one must not only have a kind heart, but also have thunderous means.

Zod, let's fight again in the name of the paths we each practice!