The lieutenant teleported the two back to the stellar fortress of Sepulk, a massive metal body still shrouded in dark red light, and many planets slowly revolved around it.Speaking of the ghost universe, it is the first universe that Su Ming has mastered, and he is also very attentive to this place, so it can be said that he always remembers Uncle Da's goodness.When I think of Uncle Da, I inevitably think of Kang the Conqueror, the captain of the transport hasn't appeared for a long time, nothing will happen to him, right?
Think of him.
But on second thought, maybe Ren Renkang didn't prepare the right gift?
After all, the current Su Ming can't look down on things that are too bad.It's like heaven doesn't have anything to look up to.The first is the energy attribute on the side of the heavens, which is pure light, and the darkness of oneself is not the same path at all, so most of the heaven-related abilities cannot be used by oneself.The second is that Su Ming has also been to the seventh layer of heaven before, and now the heaven is in tatters, and there are no valuable things, but an angel reincarnation pool is still a little interesting.But put a good soul into it, and it automatically generates little angels who are faithful to God?
What does this do for the death knell?
Therefore, this time it can be regarded as a favor to heaven, but Su Ming did not ask for a reward, or rather, the reward he wanted was from God in the future, but that would not be said until Elaine ascended the throne.
Thinking about some dark things, but the smile on Deathbell's face was as warm and harmonious as that on Superman's face, and the two came to the command center shoulder to shoulder, where the many boxes flying in the air emitted a dim red light, and in the fire pit not far away, there was always a roar that seemed to be absent from the total merger.Usually only the adjutant sits here, and she doesn't need lighting, so this command hall is eerie like a ghost, with the regular faint metal friction sound of some equipment, it can be said that it is full of supervillain style.But Superman's assessment of these is - cool.Don't look at him with a face that is not much different from Da Chao, and the expression on his face always looks like a sunny and cheerful boy, but he is not a superhero, let alone Our Lady's disease, on the contrary, he is still an egoist.He wants to be called a hero, he wants to be respected and recognized, he wants to live carefree.As a human being who has acquired superhuman abilities, he is no different from ordinary humans in these aspects, and he has all the desires that people have, and naturally he cannot be as selfless as Dachao.But in this regard, Su Ming and Luthor have a similar view, that is, people with various desires and shortcomings are real and reliable.A perfect person like Dachao, no matter how you look at it, I don't think it should exist in reality, yes, he is very good, even Su Ming has to admire that person's character, but if you really want to do things with such a moral model, then forget it.Many things are not easy to do, and if you put moral shackles on yourself, isn't it nothing to do?"
Adjutant, come and show my shawl-haired brother those backup plans for the numbered GG series."
Su Ming raised his hand to get a sofa out, pulled Superman to sit down by the fire pit, and took out some skewers wearing cotton candy, and approached the fire pit to roast.The small pieces of marshmallow quickly turn brown and yellow, giving off a sweet flavor, and when used with beer, it really feels like a college student camping."
Okay sheriff."
The adjutant released the projection, and in an instant, dense words filled the field of vision of the two, and she added: "These are the catalogs, Superman wants to see the specific details of which plan, just reach out and click on it." ”The plan under this directory makes it easy for the earth and humanity to play GG in crying.However, the surprised little Superman couldn't say anything for the time being, because just these options called catalogs, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands, and he doesn't know what to say because of the seemingly evil plan names."
Do you usually think about how to destroy the earth?"
He asked about the death knell beside him with a wry smile, but the marshmallow string in his hand spun up a bit."
Sometimes the feeling that the brain is out of control, I don't know if you have ever had it?"
Su Ming, whose face did not change, opened the beer, touched the bottle with Little Superman, poured it into his mouth and said: "For example, when I see a nest of ants on the road, I will suddenly think that if these ants are 10,000 times larger in size and gain intelligence comparable to that of humans, can they dig through the earth?"
Then a plan to destroy the world automatically popped up in his mind, and he asked the adjutant to write it down by the way. ”Ants in the insect kingdom do have a good foundation, they can lift things that weigh four hundred times their own weight, have amazing endurance and defense, and efficient insect swarm cooperation, if the size and weight are really enlarged, and then have brains, even if it can't destroy the earth, it will definitely not be a big problem to exterminate humans."
I understand, so many plans have been accumulated over time."
Superman also took a sip of wine, and he looked up at the catalog: "What if there are really ants who meet the conditions you said?"
”"It's okay, these backup plans you see, I have backup plans to counteract."
Su Ming, who was smiling, took back the marshmallow, blew the smoke coming out of it, and fed it to the strangulation to taste: "You can choose with confidence, we are just putting on a show on your earth, so that people can realize your importance and position, and it will not really destroy the world." ”"That.
There are so many, I can't choose them, can you filter them?
”Little Superman is a little unbearable at this time, he is not a superhero in the orthodox sense, but he is not a villain, although he wants to make a profit, but he also doesn't want to be implicated too much: "Help me choose some disasters that won't kill too many people?"
”"Adjutant, block out the plan that is expected to wipe out more than 99% of the Earth's population."
This is just a trivial matter, Su Ming only needs to move his mouth, and the adjutant can do it well.As the words fell, most of the projection items that were originally floating in front of him disappeared in an instant, and the original tens of thousands of plans were now only a few hundred left.Little Superman was also a little speechless, and he took a cool breath: "So those plans that disappeared are all about the complete extermination of human beings?"
”"No, strictly speaking, there is a difference between 99% and 100%."
Su Ming waved his hand modestly and gave himself another sip of wine: "But the diversity of human populations requires at least a certain population base to ensure that they will not become extinct, otherwise human beings will gradually die out because their offspring are all inbred imbeciles and freaks."
Forget it, don't talk about it so much, there are still hundreds of relatively modest plans left, you pick. ”If you change to someone else, it may be picky and inefficient.But little Superman is also a superman, he has super vision and super speed, each plan only needs to click on a glance, and the action steps of tens of thousands of words can be unforgettable, and the corresponding effect can naturally be evaluated.But the more he looked at it, the more Distorted Superman's expression became, because there were many plans here, and they all seemed too dark to him.
(End of chapter)