[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 154 Eden 42

outside the universe.

After Hawthorne listened to their speech, he was so happy that the seals applauded.

"I understand too much, did you see? He understands too much." Hawthorne poked at Meimeng, who was completely afraid to move, "Very well, I can save a lot of effort now! I officially announce that Bruce Wayne Become the best non-staff employee of Xingnest!"

Meimeng kept responding, feeling ashamed to death.

To be honest, no matter how you say it, it is also a little evil god who shakes the universe, and even has many followers of its own.Regardless of the fact that it is a subordinate of the old ruler, the NTR behavior of the Eye of the Secret Star spreading its own beliefs in its domain is simply a humiliation to it!

...but what else can it do?It can't beat it, and it can't run away. In addition to smiling on its face, it has to coax this great god. If someone gets upset and pokes it, then there is really no place to cry.

Facts have proved that with internal support, Hawthorne's plan execution efficiency has indeed improved by more than one level.

After sorting out and analyzing all the situations, several Chaoying and a Chaofan quickly made a plan. The first thing they did was to rely on the suppression of money and power to successfully settle the residence station. The top executives basically hold the management rights of the entire residence station in their hands.

Next, they began to perform.

First of all, Tony activated his banknote ability, and a phone call called the Octopus engineering team, and a church was built on the square overnight, a one-to-one replica of the Church of the Secret Star in Gotham, and the spire just touched the mark of the secret star. Location.

The natives of the residence station and the residents of Tomorrow woke up early the next morning, and were lazily preparing to go out for a stroll, when they saw a very magnificent church rising overnight on the central square of the residence station.

This church, which is slightly mixed with classicism and Gothic, looks extremely shocking at first glance. The towering spiers seem to pierce the comfort of the space station and point to the dark depths of the universe.

The complex carvings and decorations and the stone building materials that have almost disappeared in the space age are even more amazing, as if this building should not belong to this cold, large machine box full of metal and cables, but should be from the kingdom of heaven. God descends here.

The aborigines of the residence who had never seen this kind of building were all stunned.

"A miracle, a miracle—!"

"This... is this material rock?"

"I have never seen such a breathtaking building, and... and for some reason, just by looking at it, I have the urge to worship!"

The superheroes who watched on the side all complained: Of course you want to worship, the space environment psychology that people on earth have spent thousands of years researching, generation after generation of master architects have gone on, guaranteed to let you see it at first sight stay.

Although it’s okay to see too many churches of all kinds, the shock at first glance will definitely stay in their subconscious for a long time.

So, on the day the church was built, countless people lined up to enter the church to pray and make a wish.Bruce has been dealing with the Church of the Mysterious Star for the longest time, and his background in Gotham also made him quite familiar with some of its habits and rules, so he simply cosplayed as a bishop, listening to the fervent prayers of the aborigines with a blank expression.

"The great eye of the secret star, the omnipotent god, there is a huge stinky flower growing next to my living cabin, and it poisons my house every day! My wish is that this stinky flower will die tomorrow Lose!"

So that night, Clark, who was wearing a gas mask, pulled out the stinky flowers, planted them in a place where no one was around, and took a bath for half an hour after returning.

"Great God! My leg has been broken for ten years, and it has never healed. I hope to stand up again!"

So that night, Clark rushed into his house, knocked him out with a hand knife, took out the enhanced organism repair spray developed by Luthor, sprayed him a few times, then quickly eliminated the criminal evidence, and left the scene quickly.

"The omnipotent eye of the secret star, the place of all my beliefs, the supreme existence beyond the stars! I can't find the cat I raised. I have lived with her for so many years. I really can't live without her. Already!!"

So that afternoon, Clark ran across every street at the speed of light, and finally managed to find the cat under a cat's favorite mint tree on the corner of the street, and immediately picked it up and took it home.

Clark: Thank you for the invitation, and thanks for the re-employment opportunities provided by the Eye of the Secret Star.After being unemployed and returning to work, it is still the original recipe and the familiar taste.

However, occasionally there will be very excessive requests, such as "please give me a girlfriend, the girl over there is good" "I hate the ugly star next door with the ass on the face, I hope it goes out Turning left and being killed by a car", "I hope all the bugs of the Exterminator will die suddenly in place", etc., were all rejected and blocked by Bruce.

Moreover, those few guys who went too far will be punished by Ian at night.

The so-called punitive measures are that he rushed into other people's living quarters in the middle of the night, and threw them all into the underground labyrinth of the church while they were asleep—yes, even the ghost fight behind the Gotham Church that leads directly to the main church of the secret star. The walls and corridors were all reproduced, but because the space power of the Outer Gods could not be reproduced, a maze was simply built.

These people were all terrified when they woke up, and when they crawled out of the maze, they all collapsed on the ground exhausted.They don't know who did these things, and the monitoring can't find anything. They can only attribute it to their own bad luck.When they saw the imprint of the secret star hanging high in the square, they all trembled in fright, always feeling that they were being watched by the gods, and could only cry bitterly and confess that they shouldn't have strange thoughts.

Ian is also very happy recently.

Since he was identified as the "Son of Revelation" by the natives, the attitude of the entire residence towards him has undergone a 180-degree change.

On the second day after the prophecy was issued, as soon as he opened the door of the living cabin, he was overwhelmed by the flowers that suddenly fell down.

There are also notes written in various characters inside Huahua, which seem to be mostly words of apology, and some even come to ask if I can come to pay respects to him.

Ian: ...?What is bye bye?

Ian then walked around the square, and those malicious eyes basically disappeared.Most people still dare not look directly at him, but the content of the whispers behind him is completely different.

"That is... the Son of Enlightenment who left the nest?"

"I've never been so close to him before, but he seems very gentle..."

"After all, it's just a cub, even if it's a gestalt cub, it won't be too cruel, right?"

"His eyes are really amazing, like a nebula."

Ian: ...?

He thought about it for a long time, and he could only attribute it to the fact that the people who thought his eyes were good-looking were not the same group of people who said his eyes were disgusting last time.

On the same day, Ian got his wish to eat the special snacks of the indigenous people in the residence station that he wanted to eat, and he didn't pay for it.

It wasn't intentional to eat the overlord's meal, but when he was about to pay, the boss immediately stopped him in shock, and gave him an extra snack, and bowed to him several times:

"May the Son of Enlightenment of the Secret Star bless our small shop with prosperous business!"

Ian:  …

Ian felt that this residence was a bit too much to stay in.

……

Two months later, when Steve finished dealing with the messy things in the legion and returned to the residence station with the gestalt information, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

——The towering church, the imprint of the secret star overlooking everything, the aborigines whose mental outlook has obviously changed greatly, and the belief and fanaticism in the eye of the secret star that is almost everywhere.

Steve: ...?

He found the Chaoying who stayed in the residence station, and was very confused: "Did you build this church? Or did the Eye of the Secret Star come? This... This doesn't look like your style!"

Several superheroes looked at each other, but also very helpless.

After explaining the cause and effect clearly, Steve fell into deep thought.

"Infecting the gestalt... This is indeed a very labor-saving method." Steve said, "But the people on the federal side will probably go crazy if they know it. A fairly restrained gestalt has already given them a big head, not to mention Not to mention a tainted crazy gestalt."

"This is also a matter of our scruples." Clark said, "That's why we try our best to spread the belief of the Eye of the Secret Star on a large scale in the shortest possible time, as a last resort, betting that He will help .Is there anything new about Gestalt now?"

Steve sighed and said: "Their offensive is getting more and more fierce. The news has not been reported yet, for fear of causing panic, but hundreds of star systems have fallen on the border. Fortunately, there are no federal colonies in those star systems. planet."

But the loss of energy, minerals and troops is enough to hurt the Federation.

"..." Everyone was silent.

At this rate, it is only a matter of time before the Gestalt annexes the Federation.

"How much power of faith have you accumulated now?" Steve asked.

Bruce glanced at the secret star imprint in the sky, and narrowed his eyes. In his vision, a high-purity belief crystal had basically taken shape: "It's basically ready."

Everyone took a deep breath.

"Fine," Tony said. "Then we'll hammer out the details of the plan."

……

Together, several of the world's most intelligent brains came up with a plan quickly.

"First is Plan A." Luthor said with his extremely smart forehead, "The drone will take the samples of the alien plants to the Gestalt territory, and try to find as many infected daughters as possible."

"The success rate is close to zero, but if it fails, there is basically zero loss." Steve nodded, affirming the tactical value of this plan.

"If it fails, then enter the PlanB link." Tony said, "The invincible superman will rush home with samples of alien plants, randomly find a gestalt star system, grab a certain sub-individual inside and directly infect, and then Just turn around and run."

"The success rate of this plan is relatively high." Bruce added, "but considering that there may be certain risks in letting Clark come into close contact with alien plants, Ian will accompany him."

Ian, who was sitting on the sidelines and being called, raised his head from the novel: "Huh?"

"It's very simple." Tony said in a coaxing tone, "If you find something wrong with your super daddy, you just punch him twice and drag him back out."

"Hey, wait a minute," Clark said hastily, "Don't use nicknames!"

Tony didn't care at all and said, "Isn't it enough for little Ian to understand?"

Ian nodded seriously: "Understood."

Clark: ...

Well, although, why is it that I am inexplicably happy...

"If this plan also fails, it only means that the difficulty of the matter has exceeded our expectations." Bruce said in a deep voice, "There may be two reasons for the failure."

"The first is that the resistance of Gestalt has exceeded our expectations, resulting in Superman not being able to successfully infect the alien plants into sub-individuals, or in other words, the number of infections is not large enough to be able to treat the entire collection of Gestalt. make an impact.

"The second possibility—" he paused, and said, "The pollution of alien plants is ineffective against Gestalt."

"This is the worst possible outcome," Steve whispered.

"If it is the first case, then I will return to the Gestalt with a sample of the alien plant. This plant has a certain incubation period, and I will take it to infect as many core sub-individuals of the Gestalt as possible, and then wait for the concentration During the outbreak period, or find an opportunity to directly infect the Gestalt center." Bruce said.

"It's too dangerous." Clark frowned to express his disapproval, "It's very difficult for you to escape unscathed, after all..."

After all, Bruce's physical strength in this universe is not high, and he is also limited by the gestalt. Once the medical team is dispatched, he has almost no chance of surviving.

"If I can't escape, I will be infected with them." Bruce said calmly, "Increasing our victory chips."

Anyway, this is just a dream, and death is not the end, and because of this, he can treat everyone as a chess piece without any psychological burden.

He believes that the Eye of the Secret Star also has the same idea as him.

"What about the second situation?" Clark asked.

"...If it is the second case, if the alien plants are ineffective against the Gestalt—" Luther took over the topic, his expression became serious, "Then we are bound to usher in a crazy counterattack against the Gestalt. The only solution in front of us is to consume the power of faith and let the Eye of the Secret Star intervene in this universe."

This is the last, least possible, and only way.

Everyone was silent for a moment, thinking about all possible situations and accidents in their hearts.

In the end, they continued to discuss the details, and formulated specific steps for each step, clarifying the role that everyone needs to play in this game that concerns the future fate of the entire universe.

Ian sat aside, quietly listening to their discussion.

He turned his face sideways, and his colorful eyes looked at the secret star mark hanging high in the air. There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes. At the same time, his slightly slender and pale fingers slowly touched the spine of the book in his hand. wiped off.

This unobtrusive action caught Clark's attention.

He glanced back, and clearly saw the name of the book in Ian's hand.

"Do Gestalt Individuals Dream of People from the Baa-Baa Planet?" "

Clark was slightly taken aback, and for a moment, he even wondered if Ian had realized that he was dreaming.

After all, with Ian's extremely introverted personality who hardly accepts changes in the surrounding environment, it is very likely that he realizes that he is dreaming but refuses to tell others.

But soon he put this unreliable and unfounded weird idea behind him, and concentrated on discussing the next plan with Chaoying.

……

After the meeting ended, several people left the conference room one after another, leaving only Luther, Clark and Ian.

Ian was still looking down at the book. Clark called him, but Ian raised his eyes and said, "...I need to stay a little longer, Clark. You go first."

Clark was taken aback.To be honest, Ian doesn't have any ideas of his own most of the time, but if he decides to do something, he will basically be stubborn all the way to the end.

Clark is not the kind of control freak who interferes too much in other people's decisions, he just nodded, said "please contact me if you have any questions", and left the conference room.

After Luther packed his things, he was about to leave when his footsteps suddenly stopped.As if he sensed something, he turned to look at Ian.

The latter had already put down the book at this time, and those eyes that seemed to be able to see everything in an instant looked straight at him.

Luther narrowed his eyes slightly: "...do you have something to say to me?"

This is really rare.

This autistic kid from Star Nest, who barely interacted with anyone except Kryptonians, would take the initiative to stay and talk to him alone?

Ian nodded.

In his field of vision, there was a precarious status bar on top of Luthor's head.

[Lex Luthor: sanity value 491/600, pollution degree 26.74%]

"In the future, don't leave the habitat again." Ian said calmly.

Luther frowned: "Why?"

"..." Ian lowered his eyes and said, "You shouldn't be overly exposed to those alien plants, you're infected."

Hearing this, Luther was obviously stunned. His pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead in an instant, and his Sanity value dropped suddenly!

The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

Luther felt that his body had fallen into a state of numbness, and his mind was about to go numb, but in just a moment, he adjusted his mental state, forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Only me?"

Ian nodded.

Luther heaved a sigh of relief, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"Don't come out again." Ian said, his tone was cold, "Otherwise... I will."