The whole world has my vest

Metropolis, this city, which is completely different from Gotham City, has their proud and unique treasure-Superman, the god of the world, is the patron saint of their metropolis.

But just as where there is light, there is shadow, and the metropolis where Superman lives is entrenched with supervillains who are his enemies.

— Lex Luthor.

As the chairman of the Lex Group, he is famous for his hatred of Superman. Even though many people in the United States regard Superman as a god on earth, only Luthor still believes that Superman has weakened human potential and made the world worse. .

Since the day Superman appeared, Luthor has been committed to freeing the world from the "threat" of this alien, and has repeatedly set up various conspiracies against Superman. bailed out.

Just as people in Gotham acquiesce that the Joker is Batman's old enemy, so Luthor is Superman's old enemy.

Of course, Lex Luthor would not be interested in a small emerging technology company. He has too many things to do in a day, whether it is group business or targeting Superman, it will take a lot of energy from him.

But when he learned that some behind-the-scenes people wanted him to steal the company's technical samples, Luther raised his eyebrows slightly.

He, Luthor, was very interested in making those behind-the-scenes people pay attention to what they wanted to get regardless of Tony Stark and the forces of S.H.I.E.L.D. behind him.

On the top floor of the Lex Group's high-rise building, Luther sat on the comfortable and spacious boss chair, looking at the small instrument in front of him: "This is the DCMINI developed by the 'well' organization?"

With a round shape like a hook, the white instrument is decorated with green leaves, which looks more like a delicate work of art.

It is completely impossible for people to think that this thing can hide dreams.

"You've done a good job, and the reward has been remitted to your account." Luthor raised his hand, indicating that the other party can check the account.

Of course, the stolen sample cannot have a product manual, but how to use it is difficult for Luthor. He thought about it for a while, and then buckled the hook part on his bald head like a headband, and then put it on. Flip the boss chair so that you can stretch your body and lie down.

Luther closed his eyes, and he, who had great control over his body, soon fell asleep.

He is dreaming.

Luther realized this very clearly at this moment.

Usually, he rarely dreams. The company's business and thinking about how to deal with Superman require brain power, so every time he falls asleep, he sleeps deeply. When human beings enter deep consciousness, even if they have dreams, they will not wake up. Remember.

This allowed Luthor to maintain his vigorous energy and physical strength.

So at this moment, when he looked at the blue sky and white clouds, he looked around with great interest.

This is my dream, so in my dream, I should be omnipotent.

With a thought in Luther's mind, a god in the world in a scarlet cloak appeared in front of him, and a superman as handsome as Apollo knelt down in front of him and surrendered to him.

But soon Luthor frowned himself, causing Superman's figure to disappear.

Although it was only for a short moment, he did feel unspeakable happiness and satisfaction, and even had the idea that it would be good to stay in this world for a longer time.

This made a proud person like Luther unbearable.

"This is a false dream, I want to make Superman be defeated by me in reality, so that I can be satisfied!"

He yelled at himself in a low voice.

With vigilance, Luther did not dare to make too many changes to the world, but the feeling of doing whatever he wants is indeed addictive, whether it is flying in the sky, or fighting alien enemies in dreams, and finally defending the world. The actions of the earth put Luther in a good mood.

But soon, he realized again, if he was only the master in the dream, would he let those helpless hyenas take action?

Luthor, who was thinking like this, didn't know that his dream was clearly seen by Joshua who was far away in Gotham.

Those who stole the DCMINI didn't know that dreams could be projected onto the screen, and Luther, who was groping for the use of the DCMINI, certainly didn't know.

Joshua nearly sprayed Pepsi on the screen when Luthor asked Superman to kneel him down.

"I really don't intend to make trouble this time."

Joshua hummed softly, with a eager smile on his face.

"You have chosen this path yourself."

Whether it is the "well" organization or DCMINI, they are all created to help those superheroes. They are good for catching dangerous criminals and heroes with ptsd.

Joshua likes heroes, heroes who go forward bravely, and ordinary people, who are full of shortcomings but have shining points from time to time.

'Well' protects mortals, DCMINI heals heroes.

But DCMINI was targeted by those 'robbers' and then taken away, just like the original work "Red Pepper" from which DCMINI came from was also plagiarized, and the original author who passed away has not received even an apology. They suffered the same encounter.

These people are robbers, disgusting thieves.

Joshua can get back the sample that Luther stole, but it can't punish him at all, and it can't let the world know the real ugliness under his glamorous identity.

So, like a truly powerless researcher, he let the 'well' organization persistently petition to try to recover the stolen samples.

Of course, it turned out to be fruitless.

Luthor is indeed the villain who gave Superman a headache. After that, he continued to try to explore the limits and uses of DCMINI, and even kept those few prototypes for the reason of "wanting to study more internal structures for mass production". .

Not only that, DCMINI can share a dream, which is simply another vast and borderless world, and Luthor has even thought of hundreds of ways to use this technology to make money.

Beautiful dreams are more addictive than any drug, not even Luthor can resist that power.

Perhaps he thought that he had successfully resisted the temptation of the dream, and all he was doing now was just exploring, but in fact it was just what he thought, and the evidence was that he was constantly going deeper into the dream.

However, when he used it too many times, Luthor discovered that reality and dreams could merge together through activation.

what does that mean?He is omnipotent in the dream, and he can bring the ability of fantasy into reality.

As long as Luthor thinks that he is invulnerable and can go to heaven and earth, he can become a "superman" in another sense in reality.

It's just that it is very difficult to perfectly manipulate the dream, and you will wake up from the dream if you don't pay attention, and the range that only one person can do in the dream is also very narrow.

The most important thing is that if you want to maintain the fusion of dreams in reality, it means that Luthor has to be dreaming all the time to be able to do this.

But who can dream all the time?

Luthor, who owns the incomparably rich Lex Group, even if the dream can make him feel the extraordinary power, he doesn't want to give up the real present for the illusory dream.

——Adults, of course, choose to have both.

Luthor is very rich, so with a lot of money, someone is willing to keep dreaming a dream for him.

But not everyone's dreams are so interesting, every time Luthor fell into a dream, he would feel lost.

And soon, Luthor discovered that those mentally ill people had bizarre dreams, just like one after another exciting different worlds that they wanted to explore.

DCMINI is constantly activated in those dreams, until the accumulated energy is enough to envelope the entire metropolis in it.

No superhero discovered that the metropolis that was originally guarded by supermen was reduced to the residents of dreams in an instant.

The sky is bright and the sun is busy, and there is a sudden change in this prosperous big city.

The boundary between dreams and reality has become blurred, and the scope of the mutation's spread cannot be clearly seen no matter whether it is technology or magic.

After all, when people dream, they don't know they are dreaming until they are awakened.

The first one to be recruited is of course the superman whose magic resistance value is so pitiful that it is close to zero-Clark Kent.

He didn't know when he was lying on the desk of the Planetary Daily. The pen he was holding in his hand had already slipped onto the manuscript paper unknowingly, and the overflowing blue ink splashed like a stream on the snow-white paper. trace.

And when Clark Kent opened his eyes again, he only felt that he closed his eyes and rested for a while because he was too tired. He stretched his body a little, and prepared to continue to complete his press release. After all, the deadline is a few days away It's day.

Clark Kent, who was buried in the manuscript, did not notice a strange creature flashing through the window behind him-you know, Clark's office is on the twelfth floor of the Daily Planet, not only that, but the extraordinary hearing belonging to Superman should have made him It's best to spot these strange creatures before they get close.

Until a scream made Clark raise his head in an instant. He put on Superman's uniform and wanted to save people where the sound came from. —He lost his ability to fly!

After noticing something was wrong, Clark immediately checked his body, and he was surprised to find that he had become an ordinary person. Although the strength brought by his strong and strong muscles was still there, he could easily move with one hand. He had to use two hands to lift the desk.

Not only that, it seems that the outside of the glass has traveled to another world, and from time to time some people in strange costumes fly through the air.

Clark pressed himself against the wall, then carefully looked out the window.

He saw his neighbors, the proprietress who often went to the breakfast shop, and the editor-in-chief of the Daily Planet wearing strange clothes, fighting monsters in the air.

"What exactly is going on……"

Clark frowned, thinking quickly whether the magician from which plane cast the spell?

But in this case, you must contact Batman, at least maybe you can ask the relevant information from the magician Zana or Constantine.

Clark immediately dialed Bruce's number, but what came out of the receiver was the following words: "The number you dialed is participating in a parade with traffic and horns, please call them to dance together!"

The weird, upbeat song that doesn't convey the meaning of words that followed made Clark realize that something was serious.

"This is the hymn of Liberal Utopia. The melancholy that no one cares about is like a grotesque joke. The delicate roses are so cheap, just like the disabled and diamonds are falling to blood!"

This cheerful and lively song sounded so chilling to Clark's ears.

Although the communication with the companions of the Justice League was cut off, Clark was able to become a respected superman not only because of his powerful strength, but also because of his brave and kind heart no matter when and where.

After Clark left the office, he didn't find his colleagues. He calmed down and walked from the stairwell to the lobby on the first floor, then observed the surrounding situation with bated breath.

The front desk that should have been in the lobby on the first floor was gone, and a strange parade passed by the door of the Daily Planet. The music Clark heard on the phone sounded again, and this time he saw the performers with his own eyes.

Those upper bodies are all kinds of musical instruments, but they have grown hands and legs. They dance and play the musical instruments on their bodies, singing and laughing, and keep moving forward.