Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 367 The Smartest Person on Earth
Bruce Yu had never been so speechless in the chat group.

He confirmed with Fang Yu again and again: "So, what I'm going to face next is Darkseid's attack on Earth. At the same time, we know that the Justice League has six founders: Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Cyborg, Flash, and Aquaman. After Batman merges with Flash and kills Superman, only the three admirals of the sea, land, and air remain."

"I also lost the Flash as my lifeline for rebooting the universe, right?"

For a long time, no one spoke; only Bruce Yu's panting could be heard on the channel.

Now, everyone understands.

Recovering memories late and being able to take advantage of existing abilities might not be a good thing.

Just like Bruce Yu.

When he regained his memories, he had a kaleidoscope, a second-order gene lock, and so on—it seemed like a promising start. However, he ended up in what turned out to be a Dark Multiverse of minus 52.
Among the group, Fang Yu, the pirate imprisoned in Impel Down, was actually the least likely to die.

Thinking of this, Bruce Yu complained again: "The Red Death was recruited by the Batman Who Laughs, so the Batman Who Laughs will also come to my Earth. I'm so stupid!"

Stephen Fang, who also has a background in American comics, didn't know how to offer comfort.

After all, Darkseid is different from Thanos. Thanos at his peak needed the Infinity Gauntlet and the six Infinity Stones, while Darkseid, even in his juvenile form, could fire Omega Rays, fight hand-to-hand with Superman, and travel through time and space.
There was originally a Superman on Earth who was protected by the Origin Wall and could ignore Omega rays.

Now that Superman is dead, even if you manage to avoid Darkseid and stay away from Earth, other threats from the multiverse, such as the Batman Who Laughs—a beastly boss that destroys everything in its path—will arrive, making it all pointless to hide.
This Earth is truly doomed.

The rain in Gotham always comes suddenly.

Bruce Yu stood under the eaves of a narrow alley, watching the raindrops splash into murky puddles on the asphalt road.

It's been three days.

He had been wandering aimlessly down the streets of Gotham for three whole days.

He couldn't think of a way to defend against Darkseid's attack.

Just like netizens' comments on "Justice League"—Superman and his five accessories.

Without Superman as a main force, Earth seems to have truly become a sphere that any cosmic-level boss can destroy at will.

"Would you like to buy an umbrella? Ten dollars, sir."

A homeless man at the alley entrance waved a tattered umbrella, its surface bearing a faded "LexCorp" group logo.

Bruce stared at the sign for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and flagged down a passing taxi.

"Go to the Metropolitan, Lex Building."

He could have reached Metropolis with a single Flying Thunder God technique, but he didn't intend to.

Bruce Yu looked at his reflection in the car window, pondering how to change his future.
The glass facade of the Lex Group gleamed coldly on the rainy day. The receptionist, her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, tapped on the register: "Do you have an appointment, sir?"

Bruce Yu raised an eyebrow, a golden tomoe flashing in his pupils. The receptionist suddenly sat down, looking dumbfounded, and watched as Bruce Yu took the elevator card and headed straight for the elevator.
When the elevator reached the top floor, the rain intensified.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire city looks as if it's being washed by God.

It washes away the blood that Kryptonians shed here a week ago.

Luther, with his back to the door, was trimming the dead leaves of the green plants by the window, the snip of the scissors particularly jarring in the empty office.

“I’m curious,” Luther said without turning his head. “An Asian guy who took a taxi all the way from Gotham, obtained an elevator card through hypnosis, is he trying to kidnap or extort me?”

"neither."

Luther continued trimming the plants. "What's that?"

"Save the Earth".

Bruce Yu's voice echoed in the empty office. Rain pattered against the glass. Luther's scissors paused for a second, then he continued trimming the withered leaf. After a long while, he burst into laughter, still without turning around.

"Save the Earth?" Luther's tone was laced with sarcasm. "There will always be fools who think they can be the protectors of the Earth. Do you think you can?"

Bruce Yu ignored his sarcasm and walked straight to the French windows. “Darkseid’s army is already on its way,” he said calmly. “You may not have heard of Darkseid. To make it easier for you to understand, you can think of him as an enhanced version of Superman who has an alien army.”

"And the only person on Earth who could confront him head-on has already been killed."

Luther's fingers tightened slightly. "What do you mean?"

Bruce Yu drew an "S" on the glass, "Superman is dead."

Luther squinted. "I don't believe it."

"I know you don't believe me, so..."

He shattered the glass with a punch, and the feathered creature behind him emerged from his body and floated in the air.

Luther stared wide-eyed at Bruce Yu’s back, and then he felt a wave of heat hit him!
"Composite Ninja Technique: Flame Wind and Waves!"

In an instant, the entire view outside the building's windows was engulfed in a raging fire! The sky looked like a fiery cloud, the surrounding rain was instantly evaporated, and the cattle and horses inside the building were all stunned!
After venting his anger, Bruce Yu flew back along the crack in the shattered glass. Luther scrutinized Bruce Yu with his sharp eyes. "Are you saying that Superman wouldn't come here to observe this phenomenon, so the conclusion is that Superman is dead? That's not convincing at all."

"call"

Bruce Yu moved his neck and flew out of the window again.

He clasped his hands together, and a divine mark appeared at the corner of his eye.
In front of Luther and everyone in the metropolis who was watching this phenomenon, he shouted: "Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"

boom--! ! !
The earth trembled, and countless giant wooden arms tore through reality from the void, raising a majestic thousand-armed Buddha statue as tall as a mountain range!

Its height surpasses the spire of the Lex Building, casting a shadow over half the city. A thousand giant arms stretch out under the clouds, the lines of each finger clearly visible, as if a god has descended to earth!

The scissors in Luther's hand clattered to the ground, his pupils contracted violently, reflecting the overwhelming wooden creations outside the window. The scientist's rationality collapsed at this moment.

“This…this isn’t real.” His voice was hoarse, his fingertips unconsciously digging into his palms. “Genetic modification? Quantum materialization? No…this is…”

The Buddha statue's palms stirred up a hurricane, cracking the glass curtain wall of the Lex Building. Luther staggered backward, feeling insignificant for the first time in his life.

He stared intently at Bruce Yu on the forehead of the wooden Buddha, a series of possibilities flashing through his mind, and finally arrived at an answer.

Such an existence requires no self-deception.

If Superman were still alive, he would surely appear and deliver a powerful punch to Bruce Wayne's face.

But if he doesn't come
Superman is really dead.

As Bruce Yu dissipated the Buddha statue, Luther's breathing finally calmed down, but the fanaticism in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

He loosened his tie and shouted hoarsely at Bruce Yu hanging in the sky, "What did you just say... about aliens? Something called Darkseid? So what do you want from me? What can I do for you!?"

Bruce Yu hovered in front of Luther. "Now, you're the smartest person on Earth, and I need your help."

"Resurrecting Superman".

"Resurrect Superman?" Luthor heard the funniest joke of his life. "You want me to resurrect Superman?"

“Yes.” Bruce Yu’s eyes were incredibly firm. “You heard me right, I’m letting you resurrect him, on the condition that…”

"I'll give you a chance to kill him with your own hands someday."

(End of this chapter)