Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1350 Human Madness

"Nagano-kun, come and try this cocktail specially made for you."

The chaebol daughter said in a delicate voice, holding a colorful glass of wine in her hand, the wine swaying gently in the crystal glass.

Nagano Hiroshi took it with a polite smile, but just put the glass aside, his mind not on it at all.

The purpose of these women approaching him was simple. After hearing that Nagano Hiroshi possessed the mysterious ability to transform into the Giant of Light Tiga, the major conglomerates and so-called big shot families attempted to seize this power.

They felt that if they could win over Nagano Hiroshi, not only would they be able to gain the upper hand in the family's power struggle, but they would also be able to control this supernatural force and dominate the world.

In their distorted cognition, since the so-called optogenetic factors cannot be found, it is not impossible to obtain this power through the most primitive means of reproduction and fertility.

In their minds, the ancient myths of the island nation kept emerging.

In those stories, there are many plots about offering women to powerful monsters and gods, thus giving birth to half-human, half-ghost, or half-human, half-demon offspring.

Now, they also try to use the same method to integrate Nagano Hiroshi's power into their family's bloodline.

What's even more terrifying is that without Nagano Hiroshi's knowledge, they had secretly collected his genetic material and cultivated test-tube babies in a secret laboratory.

Those laboratories, hidden in the dark corners of the city, are guarded day and night by the top scientific researchers.

More than a thousand offspring of Hiroshi Nagano have been bred in test tubes.

These offspring were treated as tools to gain power from the very beginning, and their fate was ruthlessly controlled from the moment their embryos were formed.

The madness of human beings when facing supernatural forces is far beyond imagination. In order to satisfy their own selfish desires, they do not hesitate to trample on all ethics and morals.

Nagano Hiroshi knew that he was shouldering a special mission, and he was eager to rush to the battlefield immediately, fighting a desperate battle with the enemy and protecting those innocent people.

At this moment, the city outside the window was suffering from the crazy ravages of the resentful blood-sucking monsters, and his heart was already burning with anxiety.

However, those selfish, cowardly bigwigs hiding in the villas are like greedy termites, only caring about their own safety.

These bigwigs sat in another luxurious conference room in the villa, with the conference table filled with rare wines and expensive cigars.

They were dressed in custom-made high-end suits, and these glamorous-looking bigwigs did not show any worry on their faces about the terrible disaster happening outside.

One of them was a middle-aged man with a bloated body and a bulging belly, like a pregnant woman who was several months pregnant.

At this moment, he was leaning comfortably on the leather seat with a lit cigar in his hand.

The cigar was carefully selected from faraway Cuba, exuding a rich and unique aroma. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled a thick puff of smoke, which swirled and rose under the light, as if adding a layer of illusory background to his words.

"Hiroshi Nagano must stay by our side at all times. His strength is our lifeline. As for the lives of those people outside, what does it have to do with us?"

"Think about it, who are we? We are the backbone of this country's economy and the core force driving the operation of society. If this country loses us, what kind of chaos will it fall into? Without our investment, those factories will stop working and countless people will be unemployed; without our decisions, the construction of the city will stagnate and the development of the entire country will be deadlocked. The responsibilities we shoulder are not something that ordinary people can understand. Compared with the future of the country, a few lives are nothing."

A white-haired old man sitting next to him nodded slightly. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses flashed with indifference.

"That's right. We have paid so much for this country. Now it's time for the country to protect us. The losses outside are only temporary. When this crisis is over, with our abilities, we will soon be able to restore everything to its original state. And Nagano Hiroshi, the power he possesses is the key to our survival through this difficult time. As long as we are safe, we will be able to rebuild this city and save more people."

Other bigwigs echoed this, and they discussed it in a buzzing manner, each trying to find a plausible excuse for their own selfish behavior.

Some say they control key technologies and resources and are an indispensable part of national development; others claim their families have inherited hundreds of years of business wisdom and play a vital role in national stability.

In their eyes, their own life safety is far above everything else. The destruction and losses suffered by the outside world and the casualties faced by countless people are just an insignificant farce, a price that must be paid to protect them.

Meanwhile, the streets of Tokyo have become a living hell.

The resentful vampire beast was raging wildly. Its huge body was like a moving hill. With every step it took, the ground shook violently.

Buildings on both sides of the street collapsed under its impact, and huge stones and reinforced concrete fell like raindrops.

The once bustling commercial street was now reduced to ruins, with shop signs smashed to pieces, window glass scattered all over the floor, and all kinds of goods buried under the ruins.

Cars were easily crushed by its huge feet, and the metal made a harsh twisting sound under the strong pressure, as if wailing for the tragic fate of the city.

The venomous blood-sucking monster stretched out its thick arms, like a huge steel hook, grabbing at the crowd at will. Those who fled in all directions screamed in fear, their eyes filled with despair.

The resentful blood-sucking monster mercilessly threw the captured person into the terrifying mouth in its abdomen. The fangs in its mouth instantly tore the person apart, and blood splattered everywhere.

Its mouth seemed like an endless abyss, swallowing up the hope of life.

People's screams and cries intertwined together, echoing in the sky above the city for a long time.

In the crazy consciousness of the resentful vampire beast, the real world is an enormous database, waiting for it to dig and devour.

It can only devour living data, and this characteristic makes it hunt humans and Digimon even more frantically. In its eyes, there is only endless greed. In order to obtain more data, it keeps shuttling through the city, leaving a mess wherever it goes.

In a corner of the city, Koji Nakamura witnessed all this, and the anger and anxiety in his heart burned like a raging fire.

(End of this chapter)