People in DC, every day administrative leave

Zhang San handed the trash can on his hand to Kara along with the chip it recycled and donated. The housekeeper was full of high technology. If she wanted to know what the chip was for, just give it to her.

"Come on, Baldhead, I'll take you to see your studio."

"us?"

Lex Luthor, who heard something else from his words, followed him. He shook his head when he saw the undisguised open-door base in the back mountain. It was difficult for others to discover a place like this.

Inside the cave, there is a rotatable surveillance camera hung on the wall next to the elevator door, but there is only one. It seems that the role of decoration is far more than practicality.

Ding.

When she heard the noise in the elevator, the Super Queen raised her head and glanced. When she saw that the newcomer was a bald man, she moved her eyes to the computer.

In the laboratory, Meditation Mite, who had just discussed the energy destroyer with someone in the morning, saw what really existed and the maker himself in the afternoon.

"Lex Luthor? Do you think I'm a fool who can't watch TV news? He's old enough to be that dead man's father! How much did he pay to hire the actor?"

The Meditation Mite didn't believe that the bald man in front of him was Luther. It thought it was a part-time job that Zhang San found outside for the sake of face.

It briefly scanned the so-called energy destroyer, which was similar in appearance to a movie camera and contained only a few components, which are often seen on some energy devices.

Can this thing paralyze Superman?

"A bug also wants to understand the crystallization of human wisdom. Don't tell me that this is also a member of the laboratory. It should be lying on the experimental table like a talking dog instead of here."

Luther was not polite at all. He looked at the green bug with nothing but contempt and disgust in his eyes.

Being ridiculed again, the Meditation Mite floated in front of the opponent and made a spitting sound.

Although no liquid flew into his face, Luther, who felt insulted, stretched out his hand and tried to catch the bug and crush it, but unfortunately the other person ran away very quickly.

"This is my territory, you'd better go over to that disgusting keyboard fan, bald assistant."

Without talking nonsense to the bug, Luther picked up the energy destroyer next to him and pointed it directly at the guy floating in the air to activate the machine.

The machine he spent time and energy on emitted a buzzing yellow energy beam and successfully hit the opponent, but the bug covered in this energy did not fall down.

"The toy gun destroys your lies, smart human being." The Meditation Mite, which did not feel any discomfort, laughed. No one can deceive it, which is great and full of wisdom, no one!

Seeing how arrogant it was, Zhang San, an onlooker as an outsider, temporarily turned off the function of the Meditation Mite's bracelet.

In an instant, the bug, which lost the energy protection of the bracelet, quickly fell to the ground, and by the time someone caught it, it had turned into a limp figure.

Luther, who was holding the energy destroyer, moved his mouth, and then a ball of liquid hit the green bug.

"Idiot." After humiliating the bug, he put the thing back. Just now, Luther saw that the reason why the bug could ignore the effect of the energy destroyer was mainly because of the shrunken bracelet on it.

And he has exactly the same one in his hand, and Zhang San who can give such a thing must also have it. Before he understands the specific function of the bracelet, Luther will not do anything that may cause misunderstanding between the two parties.

"Your job is to research superpower potions and restore Brainiac's nanotechnology."

In addition to the fact that there are no partition walls, the internal space of the laboratory is actually very large. It is enough for two people and one insect to conduct various experiments inside.

Zhang San pointed to the device not far away that could contact the laboratory in the mining area and told the bald head that if he wanted information, he could just ask the big guy. The Kryptonian scientists over there had a lot of experimental records. "This information." Luther didn't pay much attention to the pharmaceutical development and research records he got a few seconds ago, but after seeing some of the artificially marked information points above, the bald head began to take the information in his hand seriously.

[Laser Eyes][Levitation][Invisibility][Ultrasound][Energy Control]

If the side effects can be eliminated, he can use this potion to create a powerful super-powered army in batches!

[The last person who studied it was really an idiot. He only thought about how to control randomness but never thought about combining multiple abilities. 】

Luther, who had a calm expression, turned a few more pages and suddenly his eyes widened. The most important research project of superpower potion turned out to be to prolong the life of the person being injected!

He was going to take a look at the pharmaceutical development process recorded by others and the results obtained after their experiments, but the experimental subjects written above had nothing to do with scientific research.

鸡.

Or an ordinary broiler?

"Is there any problem?" Seeing that the bald man didn't speak for a long time, Zhang San, who was sitting next to him and waiting, asked.

"What's the problem? Using chickens to study this kind of thing will never be successful. The best way is to use prisoners in prisons."

Lex Luthor sounded like a supervillain when he opened his mouth, and he suggested using certain special groups as guinea pigs to test drugs.

Criminals are the most indispensable thing on earth, and some large companies and governments have done similar experiments.

Some of the people they use aren't even criminals.

"Earthlings can't do it, but I can get you aliens."

Zhang San takes the path of human supremacy, and using humans for pharmaceutical experiments does not fit with his personal label.

After all, the keyboard represents the earth, this is one thing that everyone agrees on.

Therefore, for the benefit of the people on earth, no one would object to him using aliens for experiments. At least most people with brains would not think there is anything wrong with this behavior.

The bald man looked at him meaningfully, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Is this why you chose me instead of Brainiac? You have the same humanism as me."

"Make no mistake, you're just being selfish."

A certain hairless bald man actually glorified himself as a humanist, which even Zhang San found funny.

Seeing him leaving the laboratory, Luther, who stayed behind, turned and walked towards the room where the materials were stored.

The meditation mite not far away guessed what he wanted to do, but it did not remind the other party. The green worm was looking forward to seeing the smart bald man look angry next.

On the other side, Zhang San, who returned to the villa, used his keyboard identity to start communication with Speedmaster, who manages the war world.

(Prisoners? Didn’t you say last time not to raise a group of people who can’t do anything but still eat free food?)

Speedmaster, who was in the palace, was sitting on the chair that originally belonged to Mongo. He was a little confused as to why the alien prisoner on the keyboard suddenly became alive again.

"I have prepared a place for them to work, and everyone's food and accommodation are included in their salary."

The big guy in charge of pharmaceutical research had never considered this experimental method before, so Zhang San was not prepared to raise a group of freeloaders, but it was different now.

(End of this chapter)