The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

The next morning, Diana took Lee Jung to the training ground.

The car drove out of the city and headed towards the suburbs for more than half an hour before finally stopping in front of an open space surrounded by a black fence.

There were no signs at the entrance to the fence. Diana swiped the metal bracelet on her wrist, and the fence slowly opened.

The moment she stepped over the fence, a look of shock flashed in Li Zhen's eyes.

The training ground before him was far more expansive than he had imagined, comparable to a standard golf course. The ground was paved with a specially made elastic material, and in the distance stood several training targets of various shapes, as well as several transparent energy barriers that shimmered in the sunlight.

"The equipment here was set up with the help of Superman and Batman."

Diana introduced the various points as she walked.

"It contains an anti-gravity generator that can simulate the vacuum environment of space, as well as an energy impact simulator that can simulate attacks of varying intensities."

She raised her hand and pressed a control panel button next to her. Li Zhen suddenly felt her body lighten, the surrounding gravity instantly decreased by more than half, and the ground under her feet seemed to become soft.

The following week, Li Zhen began systematic training.

Diana's training methods were completely different from the brutal trials on Witrum. She never asked Li Zhen to make destructive attacks, but instead preferred to have him perform more precise movements.

"Power can be used to destroy, or it can be used to protect."

Diana held Lee Jung's wrist, guiding him to apply his strength precisely to the designated location on the target.

"You must learn to sense the flow of power and make it act according to your will, rather than being driven by instinct."

Li Zhen studied very diligently.

He discovered that Diana's strength far exceeded his expectations. Even though she deliberately suppressed her power, she could easily defeat him simply by relying on her centuries of accumulated combat experience.

Li Zhen was not unfamiliar with this fighting style that relied purely on skill and experience.

In fact, the Vitrum people also receive training in combat skills.

However, due to the Vitrum people's superior physique compared to most other planets, the Vitrum style of combat is designed to kill enemies of the same level as quickly as possible. It is extremely offensive, with every move aimed at the opponent's vital points.

What Diana taught Li Zhen was more similar to the fighting techniques used by the weaker indigenous people on those planets conquered by the Vitrum.

To put it bluntly, this kind of fighting technique is useless against Witrum's massive brick-flying attacks.

They often couldn't even keep up with the speed of the Witrummen before being punched through the chest.

But Diana showed something different.

When the two are evenly matched, Lee Jung's savage fighting style is completely ineffective against Diana.

In her spare time, Diana occasionally receives requests for help from other regions and travels to resolve chaos caused by supervillains.

Whenever this happens, Li Zhen would stay in the training field to practice alone, or put on a hoodie and stroll around the streets of Boston by herself.

Boston's streets are filled with a blend of retro and modern vibes.

He walked slowly along the Freedom Trail, admiring the contrast between the 18th-century buildings and modern shops on both sides of the red-brick road.

Stop at Quincy Market and smell the aroma of grilled lobster and clam chowder;

Sitting on a bench by the Charles River, I watched the sunlight shimmer on the water, and saw young people rowing and playing in the distance.

This peaceful scene was something he had never experienced on Witrum before, and it gradually eased the tension that had gripped him for over a decade.

Sometimes, Li Zhen would observe Diana's battles against the villains from afar.

Diana wielded the Vulcan sword, its golden light shimmering in the sunlight, yet it never inflicted fatal damage on the villains.

Each of her attacks precisely slashed her opponent's meridians, rendering them inflexible, before knocking them unconscious with a non-lethal blow.

Li Zhen stood in the shadows at the street corner, her brows furrowed.

In his educational philosophy, Witrum believed that this fighting style was tantamount to suicide.

Wielding a blade powerful enough to slay gods, yet only attacking non-lethal areas, wastes energy and gives the enemy a chance to retaliate.

His instincts were screaming at him to rush up and take care of those guys in the most direct and violent way, but he ultimately held back.

Diana's formidable combat prowess and composed demeanor forced him to acknowledge that this "non-destructive" fighting style was also a hallmark of a powerful warrior.

Unbeknownst to him, while he was observing the battle, a black-robed figure hidden behind the clouds was staring intently at him with eyes that glowed with an eerie red light.

"My dear sister, when did you get such a brave follower?"

The mysterious man used magic to carefully sense the surroundings, and the more he sensed, the more astonished he became.

This seemingly young boy possessed extremely powerful combat strength and was surrounded by a strong smell of blood.

From a magical perspective, Li Zhen's body was enveloped in a blood-red and black aura, and entangled with countless grievances, which, in terms of sheer numbers, were no less than those of her brother, the God of War Ares.

Yet such a terrifying mortal is nowhere to be found in the records of the divine realm, as if he appeared out of thin air in this world.

"A funny little guy."

The man in black robes curled into a strange smile, a calculating glint in his eyes.

Diana had repeatedly interrupted her as she drew energy from the human world, and she had long wanted to teach her a painful lesson.

Perhaps this boy who appeared out of nowhere is exactly the 'material' she needs.

That afternoon, Li Zhen finished training and strolled around the North Point area of ​​Boston wearing a gray hoodie.

This is a predominantly Italian community, where the aromas of pizzas and cafes waft from the streets, and the walls are adorned with brightly colored graffiti.

Li Zhen was looking down at the handmade jewelry on the roadside stall when a shadow, its form shrouded in magic, landed lightly beside him.

The sudden gaze caught Li Zhen's senses, and he subconsciously turned around to look, only to see a white woman with a bald head.

She had eerie green eyes, wore a pair of gold hoop earrings, and a black, tight-fitting bodycon dress that accentuated her curves.

Li Zhen frowned, subconsciously feeling that the other person's attire was somewhat out of line, and assumed that she was someone who worked in the sex industry, so she turned to the side to try to get past her.

"Excuse me, could you move aside?"

"Don't rush off, little one."

The woman's voice carried a strange allure as she slowly opened her palm.

In her palm lay a golden apple, its surface gleaming with a soft golden light, as if countless tiny runes were flowing within it.

"I have something nice to give you."

The moment Li Zhen saw the golden apple, her pupils suddenly contracted.

An indescribable desire welled up from the bottom of his heart; it was the possessiveness that stemmed from the Vitrum people’s instinct, an extreme craving for great power and rare items.

His breathing quickened slightly, his eyes were fixed on the golden apple, and the destructive urges and killing instincts that had been suppressed in his mind began to rage wildly.

A hint of smugness flashed in the woman's eyes. She could feel the magic of the golden apple taking effect. This apple was a divine artifact; even Zeus in his youth could not resist its allure.

With just one more push, this boy will completely lose control.

But she didn't expect Li Zhen's reaction to be far more direct and barbaric than she had imagined.

In the instant desire surged, Li Zhen did not hesitate for a moment. Her body suddenly sprang up, so fast that she left a blur in the air.

Before the woman could react, his fist, accompanied by the sound of wind cutting through the air, pierced straight through her chest.

"Well……"

The woman's smugness froze instantly, replaced by incredulous astonishment.

She looked down at the bloody hole in her chest, completely bewildered as to why things had come to this.

Ignoring her astonishment, Li Zhen reached out to snatch the golden apple from her palm.

The woman coughed up blood, but her eyes filled with panic. She instinctively used her magic to make Li Zhen's hand pass right through the golden apple.

The two seemed to exist in different spaces, unable to touch each other at all.

"Damn it! Where did these barbarians come from!"

The woman was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't expect Li Zhen's second reaction to be so swift.

He pulled back a section of the woman's arm that had pierced her arm, then gripped her spine tightly with his five fingers.

Although he had never witnessed magic before, Li Zhen's heightened combat instincts told him that to seize this treasure, he had to cripple this woman first.

She is one of the goddesses of calamity, with a tough divine body, but she is not a god of combat and is no match for Li Zhen's monstrous strength.

Hehehe.

The force of hundreds of thousands of tons was unleashed with brutal force, and the spine, unable to withstand the strain, made a cracking sound.

The immense pain caused the woman to scream in agony, and the protective magic of the golden apple could not be maintained due to her disordered mind.

In the next instant, Li Zhen obtained the golden apple as she wished, and at the same time, she snapped the woman's spine.

The cold metallic texture and the warmth of the apple's surface created a strange contrast, and that alluring magic made his eyes even more profound.

In the survival rules of Witrum, the most direct way to deal with something good is to take it by force, and the life or death of the opponent is never a consideration.

The woman's body gradually became transparent, and the confusion in her eyes turned into resentment and unwillingness. In the end, she turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Li Zhen held the golden apple, standing still, her eyes gradually shifting from confusion to clarity.

Looking down at the glittering apple in her hand, Li Zhen scratched her head.

"What is this?"