Infinite formulas are bizarre.This thing is based on the "perfect life" test system that has been carried out in the stars since the beginning of the universe.Theoretically, there are locked parts in the genetic blueprint of any life that can be related to the Celestials, and those locked genes are like locked doors, preventing life forms from evolving to higher levels.This is a prudent system of protection.Any question of evolution must be taken seriously, because not all evolution is good, and one wrong evolution at the wrong time can easily destroy a promising civilization.But since it is a lock in the genes of life, there must be a key that can open it.Unfortunately, it wasn't easy to get the key.In the sea of stars far away from the solar system, in a strange and barren world, Superman Clark leaned against the shadow of a mountain on the verge of collapse, he leaned against a rock, his eyes closed, like a person with a cold and fever, constantly trembling his body.Just now, he injected the complete infinite formula of the first management theory that had been made in this group of stars into his body.That thing worked very quickly on Clark, a Kryptonite with all the genetic mods, and only after a dozen seconds, Clark felt that the deepest part of his body had begun to undergo special changes.Light.Silvery, soft light is acting on the genetic level of Clark's body, and trillions of modifications are taking place in every cell of Clark's body at once.In the genes of the double helix structure, which is very similar to that of earthlings, but different, the silver light is spreading rapidly, like a wriggling mass of plasticine, which is filling in some missing structures out of thin air in Superman's DNA.This complement does not mean that Clark's genes are inherently defective.It is simply based on a complete genetic system, which is being improved on the way to the next stage of life, as if it were being upgraded at both the software and hardware levels for Clarke's body itself.Clark is not a true biologist, and it is difficult for him to describe the rapid pace of modification that is taking place in his body.But he could feel the change.The first is healing.The injuries on the body, the hand bones that were crushed by Zod, the throat bones that are healing, and the sternum that has just been broken and just healed by itself, as well as the damage at the organ level, the desilting on those skins, and so on.These injuries are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the self-healing power of their flesh and blood is accelerated by more than ten times, similar to the healing of Wolverine or Deadpool's wounds.And that's just the most superficial change.Clark moved his fingers, a paralyzing sensation rising in his perception, as if he were touching his fingers to high-voltage electricity.The temporary numbness of the senses was tingling that could not be ignored, and Superman could feel that his bones were growing rapidly, those bones were thickening and tougher, and the gaps in the bones were becoming more subtle.The cells of the skin are dividing rapidly, the original skin is dying rapidly, and in just a few minutes, Clark's body is covered with a layer of gray-white dead skin, and new skin is being born.It's like the process of molting the skin of a scaly beast, shedding the old scales and giving birth to a tougher replacement, but the process itself is sped up dozens of times.His heart was beating more than 500 beats per minute.It's like a starting engine in a car, beating wildly at the highest speed that the body can bear, sending more energy to the blood vessels and sending it to every part of the body that is rapidly metabolizing.All-round improvements...
Clarke's vision became blurred.It wasn't that there was something wrong with his eyes, but that some new, subtle changes were going on in his eyeballs, and he went into a brief period of blindness like a cataract patient.But soon, with the stinging sensation in his eyes that had faded, the world before him brightened again.It's brighter.Clark tried to move his body, but he couldn't.The paralyzing feeling of being in warm water made him lazy, and the connection between his mind and body was like a rusty gear, very obscure and inflexible.Evolution at the most basic genetic level is like a delicate operation, and Clark cannot move effectively until the operation is complete.But as the life form evolved, an invisible wind was blowing on the ground around his body, and those fine pieces of gravel were blowing, whirling, and dancing around Clark's body.His breathing grew heavier.It's like carrying a mountain on its back, and it's like being under the deep sea, and there are giant beasts swallowing water.The muffled sound of "click, click" kept coming 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 was not under Clark's control, but based on the intact Kryptonian genes in every one of his cells, this evolution did not lead Clark into a more eccentric state.For example, the growth of wings, the transformation of hands into claws, the elongation of the face and other changes.Not really.His body shape hasn't even changed much, but the density of his body is at least 5 times more than before, and the support of this density has made Clark's weight also jump rapidly, and along with it, there is also the strength that his body can bear.The threshold of the Heavenly Father, which should have been very difficult, was pushed away so easily, and 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, more resilient body.And in the process of returning, Clark hallucinates in front of his eyes.He seemed to be in a dream.About the Kryptonian civilization, about the dream of the Kryptonian race.He dreamed of the night when the first Kryptonian race was born on their home planet, and he saw with his own eyes that Kryptonians had spent millions of years evolving like earthlings, building their own civilization from scratch.He saw the first cities built in the mountains and jungles.He saw the Kryptonians banish the beasts, invent words in the light of the flames, and write the first book.He saw the first ship in civilization go into the ocean, the knight galloping on a beast like a horse, and saw civilization move from slavery to feudal civilization and from feudalism to modern times.He saw ancient astrologers interpret the stars, and he saw the Kryptonians crash into the stars with their first spaceship.He saw the king's blood shed on the throne, and he also saw the establishment and birth of the Supreme Council of Krypton.He saw the era of great exploration full of glory, and also saw the era of great decline when Kryptonians fell into decline due to genetic engineering.He walked all the way from the starting point of civilization, and spent dozens of seconds browsing the thick history of the entire civilization, which is the memory recorded in his genes, which has never been forgotten from ancient times to the present.It is a memory recorded in the deepest part of the soul of every Kryptonite.In the end, he saw the destruction of Krypton.In the midst of the destruction, there was a silver light beating, and in that light stood a figure he was familiar with.Clark looked at the background.Then, he saw his own face.He stood in the silvery light, and in the shimmering world around him in the midst of the destruction of the world, he seemed to represent the rebirth of an ancient civilization, and the future of evolution.He...
It's 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 away in the wild wind, revealing skin as smooth as a baby, accompanied by ten fingers clenching his fist, and the crunch sound of bones colliding, making Clark feel the explosive power in his body.The sound of "bang, bang, bang" reverberated like a war drum in this barren world, as far away as a bell.It was the sound of Clark's heart beating, strong and powerful, and it was beating so fast that it was like an engine that had begun to accelerate, sending more explosive force into Clark's limbs and bones with every swallow.Every muscle in his body tensed, and the blue battle uniform shattered at Clark's feet with a piercing tearing sound.They were no longer able to carry Clark's power.The naked Superman reluctantly picked up the torn combat uniform, which he used to cover his crotch, just like a primitive man who had come out of the barbaric era.He brushed the black hair draped over his shoulders, grabbed it, and with a flick of his fingers, his sharp nails cut off the black hair like a knife.Then, he grabbed the deformed silver-white syringe at his feet."
Vibranium—" Clark's eyes flashed like stars.The five fingers of his left hand were closed, and under the brute force of the Heavenly Father, the strongest metal on earth, which was said to be impossible to deform once cast, was no stronger than ordinary steel.With a strange sound, the syringe was crumpled into a ball of silver iron.Superman nodded in satisfaction.Clark looked at the vibranium in his palm, his eyes glowing scarlet, as his heart beat like an engine.Under the bombardment of the sun's scorching light, the metal in his palm was quickly melted, and after a few seconds of shaping, it turned into a rugged silver fist armor.The scorching metal pressed against Clark's palm, but it didn't hurt the silver superman's skin at all, and after a few moves, the armor was shaped.Clark let out a sigh.Like the breath of a dragon, the storm blowing on this great plain was quickly quelled in a single full breath.He crouched down, moved his body, and between the curling and bouncing of his legs, like a disemboweled cannonball, he shot straight into the sky, and the moment he got up, a white shockwave exploded.With Clark's starting point as the center, the ground in a radius of 3 kilometers collapsed like a shattered stone slab in an instant.It was as if a monster weighing tens of thousands of tons had just ravaged the ground with its tail.Clark's body sped up in the thin atmosphere, his short black hair fluttering behind his head, he stared at the stars above him, and his speed reached the speed of light in a few seconds at the sound of a low, powerful heartbeat.But he's still accelerating!
He can also accelerate.The speed of light didn't stop Clark from getting faster, and he could even feel an inexplicable layer around his body, like a slime with no fixed form.If Clark guessed correctly, it should be "time" at the conceptual level, he once talked to the Flash, and Barry told him that at several times the speed of light, relying on the speed of God, he could travel through time.Superman couldn't understand that concept at one point, but now, he does.And if he wanted to, he could tear through that barrier of time and go back to the past that was already settled, but Clark wasn't going 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 goal.Zod was flying in the direction of the solar system with his soldiers, and they were flying fast, but not fast enough.Superman clenched the silver fist on his left hand, and the next second, he swept past Zod's team and blocked in front of the 16 Kryptonian Supermen.He was so naked, no longer covered by a cloak, just a simple crotch with clothing.He stood there, looking at the soldiers who had stopped in front of him.He looked at Zod, and in the eyes of the stars, there was the same stubbornness and determination as before.Zod also saw Clark, his own junior.There was a look of uncertainty in his eyes.Clark didn't seem to change, but there was an indescribable aura that hung over him, and the young man seemed to have experienced something very bizarre in the past ten minutes.He's not the same as before.It's stronger.It's also more dangerous."
I've foreseen the future, Zod."
Clark touched his violently beating heart, and he said to Zod, "Stop, come back with me, I will take the hatred you have carried, and you, you have to start a new life, you will have a new life...
Whether you want it or not!
”"That's enough, Carl!"
Lady Fiora, who was beside Zod, couldn't listen anymore.She looked at Clark, who had been spared, she clenched her fists and said coldly in anticipation, "You've already lost!"
Go back to Earth, or, I'll 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 knock Clark back before Zod got angry, and it was better to knock the stubborn and somewhat naïve boy unconscious.The female warrior who had made up her mind pounced on Clark with the most ferocious stance, and she threw a heavy fist into Superman's cheek.But in the next second, Fiora's eyes flashed, and she flew back upside down at a faster speed.Shock was written all over her face, and she didn't even see Clarke's punch clearly, but the sharp pain that came from her abdomen, almost fainting, was telling her...
She lost.Clarke.
Kent, with just one punch, crushed her.Lady Fiora, who flew back upside down with a "bang", was picked up in the arms of the expressionless General Zod, and the female warrior wanted to say something, but in the painful attack, her forehead was covered with cold sweat and she couldn't speak at all.Clark was visibly in control of her strength, but it only made her ineffective and did not hurt her."
A friend of mine told 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 fist and struck Zod in a fighting stance.The sun-like light lit up under Clark's skin, like a candle lit in the depths of the sky.Against the backdrop of that light, he said to Zod: "To truly do a good deed, you must not only have a good heart, but also have the means of thunder." ”"Zod, in the name of the path they are practicing, let's fight again!"
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