Ultimate Life Begins with Injustice

"You're kidding, right..."

Old A's voice even trembled as he spoke.

"That's the mission anyway."

Big B shrugged, his expression not as exaggerated as Old A's.

But clearly, capturing this large, dark green, murky slime alive in the stinking sewers is a very challenging task.

"This thing won't be easy to move back. I estimated that even if it were loaded onto a truck and brought back to Lex Building, the freight elevator wouldn't be big enough."

"You're already considering installing it on a vehicle?"

Old A stared wide-eyed at Su Lun; this newcomer was completely beyond his expectations.

Even though he was quite experienced in "recycling biological assets," he was still dumbfounded by such a sight.

The newcomer next to him was even more composed, so Old A could only conclude that he was exceptionally talented.

But thinking about my old pickup truck, I doubt it could fit something that big in its bed...

Suren didn't say anything special.

Having spent dozens of days in Tokyo observing cursed spirits, this giant slime was only somewhat unbearable for him due to its smell.

After all, cursed spirits look all over the place, but at least this slime doesn't make a sound, which is enough to cover up its smell flaw.

So the problem is, if we want to capture them alive, how do we get them back?

"The homeless man from before was swallowed up, but now only his skeleton is visible."

Suren took two steps closer and stared intently at the murky, gelatinous interior.

Some clothing residue is visible, but there is indeed only the skeleton and no organic matter left.

Or rather, the gel itself contains these organic substances.

"So, it's somewhat corrosive, and the gelatinous substance on it is acidic?"

"It's alkaline. Acidic cleaning solutions are used in laboratories. The drain pipes in Metropolitan are all made of metal. Using acidic solutions is neither effective against organic matter nor will it dissolve the pipes."

Big B curled his lip, looking at Old A with some disdain.

Although the cleaning solutions used in the laboratory are often acidic, it is clear from what Old A said that he has not usually put much effort into academic research.

"Gurgle...gurgle gurgle."

As the group approached, a muffled sound came from inside the large section of green slime.

Immediately, the group saw the clump of gelatinous substance slowly moving towards them.

"Alive!"

Old A suddenly jumped backward and immediately reached a safe distance.

Although the monster's speed was comparable to that of a snail, the mere sight of such a large mass of slime moving was already quite astonishing.

"Of course it's alive..."

Suren squinted and continued forward, but also silently gathered the energy of the [Emotional Furnace] within his body.

This is a world full of superheroes and supervillains, so why does Old A seem more like an intern than him?

Big B's behavior was even more aggressive; he simply poked a fork shallowly into the surface of the slime.

"No reaction means no sense of touch...?"

Big B did not take any further action, while Suren reached out to look at Old A.

"What are you doing?"

"You should have one hot dog left from the one you bought on the way. Can I borrow it?"

Although he didn't understand what Su Lun meant, Old A still took out a packing strap from his backpack and handed it to him.

Suren tied the hot dog to the grabber and poked it at the surface of the slime from a distance.

The next second, the green gel had already climbed up and completely swallowed the entire hot dog before stopping.

Suren released the handle of the retrieval clamp, but the front end of the shelf remained inside the slime's body.

He casually poked at it to make sure the entire clamp was embedded in the rubber, and then pulled it out sharply.

The hot dog at the tip of the clip had disappeared, and the slime itself didn't seem to react much.

"It has a strong suction force and is instinctive, but it's more like a single-celled organism; it can only make some simple judgments."

Suren made his conclusion.

A rare smile appeared on Big B's face.

"Like a paramecium?"

A machete was pulled from Big B's waist, and with little effort, a large piece of gelatinous substance was ripped off.

The gelatinous substance, detached from its original form, showed no signs of becoming a second life; it simply lay there limply.

Even if Suren took out the hot dog to test again, it no longer had that strong suction.

"Inaccurate. It can move precisely toward us and generate a strong suction force. I personally believe it utilizes the body's existing nervous system and muscles."

Suren's vision was clearer than the two of them. Although the inside of the slime was murky, Suren could still see some fibrous texture if he looked closely.

Just like the muscles and nerves of Icarus before.

"I said, let's not hold the academic conference here..."

Old A, holding a not-too-large Bowie knife, stared wide-eyed as he peeled off the outer layer of gelatinous substance piece by piece, as if cutting through aspic.

This is a job that requires considerable skill, because there are many impurities in the gel. If a mistake is made and the other person's vital tissues are damaged, it could very well "kill" them.

According to Suren's instructions, even if he explained things in detail, Old A's hands wouldn't be that accurate.

Sure enough, with a slight tremor of his hand, the entire slime began to shake again.

"Coo coo coo..."

The gel-like substance surrounding the three people suddenly became clearer, and a pair of eyes spun around within it, finally settling on Old A and Big B, who were standing close by.

"He regained his sight, and he can see us now..."

Suren's tone was somewhat unfriendly.

The [Emotional Furnace] can indeed ensure that he won't be swallowed up by this lump of gel, but once the other party gains consciousness, it will be troublesome if they really fight to the death with them.

After all, he didn't want to wrestle with something like that in the sewers.

"Damn it! This thing is still evolving?"

Old A panicked completely and instinctively retreated again and again.

Not only him, but even the usually composed Big B had a somber expression.

If there's really no way to handle it, then we'll just have to let Superman deal with the monster later.

He wasn't worried about whether he could handle it, but rather that the bonus for this fieldwork would disappear.

Especially considering that everyone had put in so much effort.

"Don't panic, he means no harm, continue."

Suren's words were not unfounded; his [Emotional Furnace] did not receive any negative energy from this creature.

Moreover, the other party stopped moving.

It's like... seeing things clearly and then waiting for them to continue.

Old A swallowed hard and, mustering his courage, slowly stepped forward again.

As the excess gel was cut away and the internal skeleton was extracted, the group finally shrunk the slime to a size that could fit in a bag.

……

"It's been a long time, but it's finally over."

Old A sighed deeply. He hadn't been in the sewer for long, but he already suspected that his nose was malfunctioning.

"It's a good thing that it's finished."

Big B placed the bulging body bag on the back of the pickup truck, and then put the bag containing the skeleton on top.

Suren, meanwhile, stared blankly at the flow of people on the street.

For parking convenience, Old A parked his pickup truck in the parking lot of a large supermarket, not far from the entrance to the sewer.

At this moment, a bustling crowd was coming and going at the entrance of the supermarket. If you ignored skin color, he felt as if he had returned to the peaceful days of his previous life.

[Analyzing the biological entity Clark Kent (Karl Al)]

[Species: Kryptonian.]

Suren was startled and instinctively focused on the image in front of him.

A tall, muscular man wearing glasses was pushing a fully loaded shopping cart and casting a questioning look at the group.