He saw things even more clearly than Amanda Waller.
In space, several satellites LexCorp had launched just days ago were extending their lenses, capturing real-time footage of everything happening in Gotham.
Lex Luthor rubbed his temples, a hint of fatigue in his eyes, as he watched Superman being taken away by Qingshui on the display. He silently glanced at the Kryptonite battlesuit parked beside him.
Inspired by technology acquired from Atlantis, he had greatly accelerated his research into Kryptonite.
He had not only produced synthetic Kryptonite but also developed a technique to create miniature nuclear reactors using the radioactivity of natural Kryptonite, leading to the creation of this battlesuit specifically designed to counter Kryptonians.
Nanobots… what a shame. After this, Watt will definitely be wary of that move. Hmm… I need to be careful too.
Luthor tapped his fingers on the table, his mind racing.
Natural Kryptonite was hard to come by. Most of the places he'd found with potential traces of Kryptonite had already been visited by a certain pervert who enjoyed wearing black tights. The amount he'd collected, combined with his current stock, wasn't enough to build the mech army he envisioned.
However, creating a special mech task force with a single-digit number of members wouldn't be a problem.
I wonder what Batman's robots use for energy. It's a shame getting that technology from him is too difficult. Otherwise, I could try to mass-produce these black robots. Paired with artificial Kryptonite, I could assemble a perfect army.
Luthor stood up from the table with a hint of regret.
He looked out the window.
LexCorp had just gotten back on track. If he wanted to surpass Watt and Amanda in the coming year, he had a lot of work ahead of him.
A few minutes later.
A rocket carrying Batman, Wonder Woman, and a fail-safe launched, heading for the Space Watchtower built by the Justice League in geosynchronous orbit.
Qingshui also delivered Superman to the North Pole.
"Is this it?"
Qingshui set Superman down and scanned the surrounding thousand meters with Transparent World. Finding no anomalies, he paused.
His Shadow Clone vanished.
Before the rocket even reached the Watchtower, his Shadow Clone had been destroyed by the fail-safe.
"It needs a key to open."
Superman took a pure, translucent yellow crystal from his body and dropped it on the ground.
"Shit, you actually have pockets in your suit? Why couldn't even I sense them?"
"Kryptonian technology. My suit is made of special material and has invisible pockets. Honestly, even my own X-ray vision can't see through them."
Superman rummaged around the edge of his well-developed pectoral muscles, which looked at least C-cup size, pulled out a sticky liquid, wrapped the yellow crystal in it, then took it out again. Finally, he tossed the yellow crystal into the air.
Qingshui looked up.
As if drawn by some call, the yellow crystal directly disappeared into the air.
Immediately after, the ground shook violently. Countless white, semi-transparent crystals rose from the ice plain out of thin air, slowly extending and finally forming a massive palace.
This was…
Spatial concealment technology?
But given that Krypton could even open the Phantom Zone, this kind of spatial technology wasn't too surprising.
"I'm feeling much better. You can put me down now, Watt."
Qingshui released his arms, and Superman slowly floated up, leading Qingshui to the metal doors of the Fortress of Solitude, and placed his hand on them.
The doors opened smoothly, revealing an empty hall connected to various passages.
A middle-aged man dressed in Kryptonian-style clothes stood with his hands clasped over his abdomen, gazing at Superman with gentle eyes.
Transparent World swept over him, and still, there was nothing.
"My friend, I am merely a holographic projection composed of light particles, like a ghost, not a real person. My true self is in the deeper computational zone of the Fortress of Solitude."
The middle-aged man, or rather the Fortress of Solitude, seemed to possess equipment capable of sensing mental energy, as it detected Qingshui's Transparent World the moment it was activated.
"Watt, this is the fortress's AI, formed from the memories of my biological father, Jor-El. Father, this is my friend, Watt."
Superman introduced them to each other.
"Mr. Jor-El."
Qingshui nodded slightly.
"Father, grant Watt Level Two access, and please show him around briefly. I need to go to the medical bay first, and also prepare some anti-Kryptonite suits for me."
Superman greeted them and then flew off without delay down one of the passages.
The effects of the Kryptonite hadn't fully subsided yet, and he needed to use the medical technology here at the Fortress of Solitude to recover to his peak condition as quickly as possible.
"Mr. Jor-El, please tell me about this place."
Qingshui said to Jor-El.
"At your service, Kal's friend."
Jor-El snapped his fingers, and white crystal tubes immediately rose from the ground, forming a table with a steaming cup of an unknown green liquid on it.
"This is a Kryptonian beverage, like your tea and coffee used to entertain guests. Although some ingredients cannot be found on Earth, it still recreates ninety percent of the taste and flavor."
Qingshui took a sip, then drained the cup.
It tasted pretty good, a bit like mint.
"Kal's treatment should take about ten minutes. During this time, please allow me to give you a quick tour of some areas in the Fortress.
Over there is the information storage and data processing center, which holds most of Krypton's history, culture, and technological information. Level two clearance prevents access to deeper sections.
This is the medical area where Kal is being treated. Next door are the training and entertainment areas, as well as the living quarters…"
Qingshui followed Jor-El as they looked around.
The place was vast, so he could only get a general overview.
Qingshui noticed that Superman seemed to really enjoy making statues and memorials.
In the front hall, there were statues of Superman's biological parents, Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van, as well as a model of Krypton.
There was also a life-sized statue of Lois Lane. According to Jor-El, Qingshui also saw statues of Superman's first love, Lana Lang, his college girlfriend, Lori Lemaris, and the actress he admired in his youth, Lyla Lerrol…
Hmm, these statues were all life-sized, not stone carvings, and looked just like real people.
Qingshui was worried about being rude, so he didn't dare touch them, nor did he dare ask Superman how he used these statues.
If these statues could be used, and Superman would use them.
"This is the Kryptonian item storage. Please be extremely careful during the next part of the tour and do not touch anything, as it could be a weapon made with ancient Kryptonian technology."
In front of a crystal door, Kal-El suddenly stopped speaking and looked up.
"Other friends have arrived."
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