Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Karl knew what these men were plotting, but didn't care.

He didn't have any ambition to control the entire industry, and he opened D&M purely to find something to do. The Ayre Group was involved in too many industries, and he was reluctant to manage this huge business empire.

The only thing he needs to worry about is that after seeing Superman's performance as "Kal-El", Rao is obviously a little irritated.

"He was frightened by the way you got along with Mr. Luther, Master." Alexander said, "To be honest, you frightened me too—you know what Mr. Luther is doing, don't you?"

"I know, his little research on Superman, and some not-so-good remarks, I know." Carl said, looking at the contract signed by Lex, "He is my greatest Enemy, Alexander, I should be nearer to my enemy."

Alexander smiled noncommittally, but did not stop Karl's behavior.

This smile made Carl look away from the contract. He looked at his butler thoughtfully, and asked him, "I don't know if this is my illusion. You seem to... have changed a lot recently, Alexander."

"Not only you are learning and growing, master, I am also learning and growing. You have learned about the courses on intelligent machine creatures, and I believe you can understand the biggest difference between us and humans—"

"You don't have only one brain." Carl whispered, "Each of you is actually a group."

"Full mark answer, Master." Alexander returned with a steady smile.

Karl looked at the butler thoughtfully. Even though he had already known about Alexander's life form under Alexander's education, for him, Alexander was still unimaginable.

Alexander can project his consciousness into different mechanical bodies, and at the same time manipulate these two bodies with his self-consciousness, not only two, but thousands of them, the stronger Alexander grows, the more he The more self-consciousnesses that can be separated, each one is essentially Alexander.

Carl, who had only one body and one consciousness, couldn't imagine what it was like, but it was even more difficult for him to imagine that Alexander had another life in a place he didn't understand at all.

Yes, he knew that Alexander had a life of his own, but he didn't know anything about those lives, and that would be strange.

"That sounds amazing," Carl said, looking slightly troubled and dazed. "I never imagined my life without you, Alexander."

"What you really can't imagine is that you are not my all, master," said Alexander, "but no man can be another man's all. I keep telling you that you need more friends, you need more Companionship, this is not my worry, you have to realize that I am different from you - I am not in awe of life, I am not afraid of death, I have neither kindness nor pity, I have emotions but all emotions are Subtlety, if I show it, it's only because I need to show it."

"Will you have love?"

"Love is out of control, master, love makes me miserable."

Carl looked at Alexander for a while, then turned his gaze to the starry sky.

"Are some of you in the universe? There must be a very spectacular view, and you must have a very great job." He said.

And in another early morning, after finishing sorting out the materials about Superman that he was doing every day, Lex dialed the internal line and asked Moses to go to his office.

The headquarters of the Lex Group is the tallest building in the metropolis, and Lex's office is located on the top floor of this high-rise building. The entire top floor has been opened, one side is a terrace, which can be lifted by a helicopter, and the other three walls are covered with bulletproof glass , Lex's desk is located in the place with the best view.

Sitting at his desk, just turn your head slightly, you can see the morning sun rising from the buildings of the metropolis, and the setting sun slowly sinking on the horizon.

What a beautiful city this is, clean, tidy, and full of hope. Although she also has inevitable dark forbidden places, her darkness can be cured and removed, and her darkness is a clear bruise.

Unlike Gotham, Gotham and darkness are one and the same. Gotham grows in darkness. If you want to get rid of evil, Gotham must be defeated.

This is my city, Lex thought, standing in front of the tall glass, his face upturned, placing himself in the light of the rising sun.

The color of the light was as beautiful as molten gold, and the young president stood motionless in the gold. His light golden curly hair was shaped into golden threads by the bright rising sun, and his pale skin and slender body were revealed A kind of eternal, flowing charm.

This is a country where everyone is obsessed with wheat-colored skin and fitness. Pale and slender beauty is not the mainstream, and only people in certain circles love this feature.

Kelex.Luther, walking into the shopping mall with his unique calmness, young, gentle, but vigorous in his style, uses his exquisite speech, brilliant creativity and long-term vision to draw people's attention away from the fact that he does not conform to the aesthetics of most people. His characteristic face and stature transferred to his exuberant genius and made himself another synonym for winning.

Mossy, who is waiting for summons at any time, holds three jobs, follows the boss' schedule, and is always working, walked into Lex's empty office, and saw the scene of Lex opening his arms.

I really need a raise - I mean, why can't I ask for a raise when the boss spends so much money on his flying "S" every day?

Then Mercy did the math on her paycheck, and damn it, she thought, I'm already the biggest earner in the whole Lex Group, except for the boss.

She was used to Lex acting like this.

After Lex opened up the top floor of the entire Lex Group headquarters as his office, Mercy had a deep understanding of Lex's narcissism and desire for control, and was quite immune to it.

She asked without changing her face, "What's your order, boss?"

"No news from Carl's party yet?"

"No, boss. I asked his secretary, Rao, and the response was that Mr. Ayer is enjoying his last peace and is currently in seclusion. Only Alexander knows where he is."

"Holiday? It really sounds like Carl's style." Lex stood in front of the glass window, his back turned to Moxie, "I hope he won't stay in seclusion for too long, you know, he shines like a diamond, and for For diamonds, too much humility can also mean arrogance."

"You seem to have a good impression of Mr. Al." Mossy stood behind Lex, and outside the glass window was the gradually bustling city, but she only saw Lex's back in her eyes, "Do you need me to raise Mr. Al's attention level? ?”

"No, no need, Mercy, my contact with Carl is not about work, nor is it about some cooperation that cannot be disclosed. Besides, we have exchanged personal contact information, and if necessary, he will Call me directly - I have no doubts about that, even in the middle of the night Carl has no compunction about this behavior, he is too spoiled."

Lex said, "But this is also the most incredible point. I have never figured it out anyway: Why does he remain so tolerant, considerate, and peaceful after being loved so much? Is there anyone in this world who is born a saint?"

He was literally gnashing his teeth and muttering to himself at the end of the sentence, and Mercy, who knew the boss was thinking of someone, wisely kept silent.

"Anyway, this is not his time. During this time, the frequency of Superman's activities has decreased significantly, and the action of the X-Men has increased significantly. I already have a list of mutants who have left Xavier College. It's a pity that Professor X's ability I haven't deciphered it yet, the hints he left in people's minds can't be cleared, and I can't get any news for the time being."

Lex shook his head, turned around, walked to his seat and sat down.

"What's the matter, Mercy?" he said. "It's not your style to stay here and say nothing. Tell me what stupid things those idiots did again, and I need to deal with them."

"Actually, it's not about the DS lab." Mercy said, the DS lab is the most secretive of all the labs funded by Lex, with the task of studying Superman and eventually destroying Superman, "it's a matter of the company .You spent a total of 3000 million U.S. dollars on DS Labs and various related businesses last month, and this month you injected another [-] million U.S. dollars into Mr. Ayer. At present, the company's liquidity is seriously insufficient."

"Oh." Lesk relaxed absently.

He turned on his work computer, rummaged through the folder named "failed product" for a while, clicked on one of the emails sent to Moxie, and turned over the computer at the same time, showing the content to Moxie.

"This is the result of a small experiment. I originally planned to create a simple device that could propel a normal-sized human to fly in mid-air, but the experiment failed in the end. The fuel I developed was too powerful and the load was too heavy. In light conditions, the power system is difficult to control, and it is appropriate to replace it with something heavier... Go talk to the airline, this fuel can solve their urgent needs now, and it should be able to get several hundred million."

No matter how many times he looked at it, Mercy would genuinely shudder at Lex's talent.

"You are a genius, boss, you are the ultimate in human wisdom." She praised sincerely, and left the president's office full of joy and confidence.

Lex crossed his fingers on the table, watched Moxi's figure disappearing in front of the door indifferently, and after a while, he pulled the corner of his lips and showed a sneer.

"Wisdom is power, but compared to my wisdom, my power is too small."

He closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. The most powerful mind on earth was calculating how to find Superman's weakness and defeat Superman.

So focused, so ruthless, nothing can interrupt his thinking, nothing can temporarily withdraw this terrifying brain from thinking, except...

Wait, he thought, Carl is turning 20 soon.

If nothing else, that small party was not only a housewarming celebration, but also his birthday party. There is nothing special about the 20th birthday in terms of custom or law, but it is a full-year birthday, and it will be There is him Lex.Luthor's participation belongs to Carl's first birthday.

He began to think about what gift to give Karl.

dark chocolate?soda?bow tie?

No, no, these are too ordinary, and they can't reflect the importance he attaches to Carl's birthday.

He stared deeply, deeply at the sunset, suspended all work, and carefully arranged the gift that was about to be presented to Karl with his excellent wisdom.

Another ordinary day passed for Carl.

There are always various disasters in the world, but none is more painful than war.There is very little he can do in such an international event. War destroys all those who stand in front of it, regardless of men, women, or children.

Carl was heartbroken by the bullets in those little hands holding outdated rifles.

After a long day of rescue operations (he was even sure that most of the children he saved would end up on the battlefield), he landed at his new home in the Metropolis, quickly changed into fluffy house clothes, and went to the bathroom for a soak. bath.

His genes can absorb the energy of the yellow sun. In essence, he is like a battery. The more energy he absorbs, the stronger his ability will be.

The sun of Krypton is a red sun, and the genes of Kryptonians cannot absorb the energy of the red sun, so when illuminated by the red sun, his power becomes less and less used, and eventually he will gradually become the same as ordinary earthlings. Usually not very fast, but also not very slow, the intensity of the red sun's rays will also affect this time.

Kryptonite and the red sun are his weaknesses, but if these weaknesses are used well enough, they will be of great help to his daily life.

Leaving aside the fact that each of his villas is equipped with kryptonite transmitters to reduce his strength and make him more human-like in many senses, just talking about the identity of "Kal-El", these weaknesses play a big role. little help.

That pair of Carl.Al's glasses are mixed with a little green kryptonite powder, and emit adjustable red sun and yellow sun radiation.

He can freely decide how much ability he retains when he becomes "Kar-El" through the adjustment of radiation, and the ability he retains is constant, and basically will not exceed the limit of human strength and agility. will be turned off, and other abilities, such as X-sight, will be suppressed.

Green kryptonite will make Kryptonians weak, painful, and powerless. In essence, it is also a kind of radiation, a kind of neurotoxin-like radiation, but when the yellow sun shines, the resistance of Kryptonians will also become stronger. In order to be powerful, Kryptonians can be immune to the radiation of kryptonite after absorbing enough yellow sun energy.

In fact, after absorbing enough of the yellow sun's energy, Superman would be truly omnipotent.

Pause and reverse time, break the dimension, one breath can destroy a galaxy, one thought can create a world, he will be omniscient and omnipotent, and become the god of all concepts.

That's what Karl saw in the parallel world, the strongest form of Superman when he still had self-awareness, the Golden Superman.

Even for him, such power, which is almost at his fingertips and can be obtained by sleeping on the sun for enough time, is a temptation too strong to resist.

Especially when he is sad.

But Karl finally resisted. After he flew above the sun and was deeply intoxicated by the joy and comfort of the yellow sun's energy permeating every cell, he suddenly thought of Clark and his beliefs.

He thought of Lex, his friend, his old enemy, the one who was always at his opposite, so solid and so steady.

The song of the earth led him home.

And he never tried to approach the sun again.