The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

"Li Zhen, my master would like to invite you to the Jade Pavilion for a chat."

After everyone joined forces to seal the gap in Hell once again, Zhou Zhanxie, at the signal of the girl leaning on the dragon-headed cane, walked to a short distance in front of Li Zhen and said.

Zhou Zhanxie initially thought there wouldn't be many problems, but the more she interacted with Li Zhen these past few days, the more certain she became that the other party's identity was far more than just an alien.

In many of her words and actions, Li Zhen always habitually displays a naturalness, almost indistinguishable from someone born and raised in this country.

Subconsciously, Zhou Zhanxie believed that Li Zhen had an inexplicable affection for this land and would most likely not refuse an invitation to engage in deeper contact with the country's local forces.

Superman is indeed a saint in the United States, but his very existence is a deterrent that no other country can ignore.

In particular, Zhou Zhanxie already held an official position.

She certainly hoped to win over Li Zhen.

Whether it's physical characteristics or cultural identity, Zhou believes from the bottom of his heart that Li Zhen is more suitable to be China's Superman.

But when Li Zhen, who was sitting by the mound of earth, looked up, her eyes shone with a complex light that was different from usual.

Before Zhou Zhanxie could react to the change in Li Zhen's eyes, a faint voice of refusal rang out.

"No, thank you." "What?"

"Um, sorry, but I think this vacation should end. Besides, my continued presence on this land might be a nuisance for some officials."

Li Zhen stood up and reached out to grab Constantine, who was still lying on the ground like a maggot.

"My purpose in coming here was to relax a bit and, incidentally, complete the mission of capturing Constantine. Now that Constantine has been captured, it's time for me to return to my own life."

Zhou Zhanxie opened her mouth, not understanding why Li Zhen, who had just helped solve a difficult problem, was now suddenly acting so distant.

She subconsciously tried to speak up and persuade them to stay.

"No, the Jade Pavilion is merely an institution located in the underworld. My master and the others simply wished to invite you for a cup of tea as a token of their gratitude..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Zhen had already grabbed Constantine and lifted him into the air.

Now that he has the power of his mind to replace the force field, he can fly silently without even creating a ripple like a fallen leaf.

Zhou Zhanxie swallowed the rest of his sentence and stared blankly in the direction Li Zhen had flown away.

The girl with the dragon-head cane, who had been smiling, suddenly turned serious and walked to Zhou Zhanxie's side.

"What's the big deal? He may be skilled, but his temper is really awful." Zhou Zhanxie lowered his head, glanced at his other master whom he had taken in in the underworld, and ultimately did not continue the topic.

She couldn't very well say that she had clearly seen Li Zhen's strong sense of identification with this land over the past few days, since Li Zhen had been an alien from beginning to end.

High above, Rachel was also unsure about Li Zhen's changing attitude.

She could only sense that after absorbing the intense emotions of those resentful beings, Li Zhen's heart began to feel a kind of fear.

But only Li Zhen herself knows the true source of this fear.

"They look so alike."

For Li Zhen, accepting the pity and anger stirred up by those resentments was not a big problem.

The unparalleled spiritual power brought by the kryptonite jewels made his spiritual world as indestructible as a fortress made entirely of steel.

The problem was that Li Zhen suddenly realized a thought he dared not think about further.

If this Earth in the universe has the same country as his previous life, the same political structure, and even the same history of suffering that occurred on that land.

Could there be counterparts of his family members from his previous life in this world?

History unfolds in a consistent direction, historical events follow a consistent pattern, only some extraordinary forces emerge amidst the relentless march of time. What if the butterfly's wings didn't flap as wide?

It includes China and Hong Kong.

Those provinces on the mainland, the city where he was born, the streets he measured with his footsteps and footprints from his school days to his work.

Does it also exist in this world?

There's a residential complex right next to the street. Inside the complex are apartment buildings. If you climb up to the seventh floor and knock on the door of Unit 2, will the person who opens the door look exactly like the close relative who has been with him for over ten years in the dark and merciful illusion?

Would he still want to go back?

As Li Zhen's gaze grew increasingly fierce, the collective resentment that was about to be completely resolved in his mental world was suddenly blocked by a wall that did not exist in reality.

Having already been partially neutralized, and having escaped the special environment at the border between hell and the human world, the aggregate of resentment, deprived of further replenishment, was completely unable to resist Li Zhen's current power.

"No, don't pass on your feelings anymore."

The collective, which had not yet fully matured and was unable to break through the mental barrier, suddenly felt deceived.

Nearly ten thousand bloodstained, or even mutilated faces that were unrecognizable, began to howl in Li Zhen's mental world.

"You deceived us!" "You said you could understand us!"

"You said you could personally feel our resentment!"

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more and we can get clean and go home!"

Li Zhen, composed of spiritual energy, appeared in the spiritual world, separated from the thousands of roaring entities by only a transparent wall.

However, this Li Zhen was completely unlike the expressionless and indifferent demeanor she displayed to the outside world.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his temples were bulging from resistance.

Li Zhen raised her arm and stabbed her finger hard at the top of the mental barrier, her fingertip aimed directly at the unwilling collective.

"This is not my home!!!"

"I can't let your emotions affect me! If I'm going back, it'll be to my own home!"

With the support of his mental power, Li Zhen's roar in the mental world far drowned out the howls of the aggregates, even scaring them into shrinking into a ball.

They felt an immense power, and having willingly entered the spiritual world, their lives and deaths were now entirely in the hands of the master of this spiritual world.

The aggregate began to tremble. A small head, cleaved in two by a samurai sword, emerged from in front of it.

The child, with his horrifyingly disfigured face, timidly asked Li Zhen a question.

"But you promised to help us dispel our resentment and allow us to be reincarnated..."

Li Zhen's eye twitched slightly.

"Until I find my way back, I will finish it—until then, you all stay here quietly, and I can sustain your spirits."

Li Zhen raised her hand and waved it, causing the mental barrier to expand and be imbued with all sorts of vibrant colors.

A modern town capable of accommodating 10,000 people was built in the spiritual world in seconds.

"Stay here and enjoy your stay."

The aggregate scattered, transforming into over ten thousand mutilated corpses, which, under the infusion of spiritual power, gradually regained their original appearances.

They looked at each other, and finally watched together as Li Zhen's unwavering figure turned away and gradually disappeared from sight.

Meanwhile, Constantine, who was still secretly making various forms of resistance, tried to strike up a conversation with Lee Jung.

"Brother, what good stuff did you manage to get on this trip? Seriously, to eliminate the collective resentment of tens of thousands of beings at once, in my knowledge only a select few archangels can do that..." Constantine's flattery was running out of steam.

From his magical perspective, black mist began to emanate from Li Zhen's body, and after swirling around several times, it gradually coalesced into a rather familiar face behind Li Zhen.

That is precisely the person Constantine has been hiding from recently, and who is currently at the top of the list of people he least wants to see.

The current lord of Hell, Nero.

Constantine's voice began to turn cold; this was the first time he had spoken to Li Zhen in such a serious manner.

"Have you truly completely eliminated them?"