American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 284 Solution

"This is a terrible story."

Clark recalled the ending that Gino had just recounted.

The Alfred Protocol, this terrifying AI, not only transformed Batman into a horrific metallic monster.

Moreover, this mad AI believes that everything could potentially harm its master, Bruce.

A table, a teacup, or even a fruit knife could be all that's needed.

There are also women who could potentially hurt Bruce's feelings.

The earth might also cause Bruce to stumble.

So what should we do? The solution is simple: destroy the world.

In this way, Bruce will not be harmed and will have no weaknesses.

Ultimately, it relied on powerful quantum technology and the ability to replicate.

The Alfred Protocol destroyed the entire planet.

But soon a strange-looking guy found them and said that there were countless other strange planets in the world that could potentially harm Bruce.

So he joined the Dark Knights, intending to eliminate every possible threat to Bruce.

The recollection ended there. Clark glanced warily at the blue energy object in Gino's hand. As Gino's friend, Clark knew that it was the Singer who had been helping the Justice League with communications and resolving trivial matters.

The other party is also an electronic life form.

Clark blinked, but the meaning behind his words was clear.

Gino simply smiled at his friend's concern, glanced at Clark, who was flying in his hand, shook his head and said, "I know what you want to say, Clark."

"But the singers are different."

As a Cybertronian intelligent life form, the Singer was programmed from the very beginning with no intention of betraying its mission.

Everything is based on obedience to Gino.

In contrast to Batman's morbid expectation that Alfred would be "resurrected" from the internet, Gino believes that tools should be tools.

Metal cannot replace emotion.

As the two talked, Gino slowed down his flight.

Looking at the coastal city not far away, the boy smiled and said, "We've arrived."

The two descended from the clouds and stepped onto the cold concrete street.

The city, which should have been bustling and noisy, was now eerily quiet.

It seemed to sense their arrival.

The next second, the previously empty street began to flash with quantum beams.

One after another, butler heroes emerged from the light, repeatedly asking, "What can I do for you?"

He raised his arm and fired at the two men.

Countless multicolored lasers roared and struck the two of them from all directions.

However, the light speed that could tear flesh and blast through concrete walls was extinguished like smoke when wearing the X-metal-forged armor, and it couldn't even leave a scratch on the armor.

"What do we do next?"

"It's simple." Gino glanced at Clark: "You go hold these guys off, I'll find the computers here and have the Singer hack into them."

As a technology-focused world, Cybertron's technological network is centuries ahead of Earth, so dealing with a group of abnormal artificial intelligences is not a difficult task for them.

"Well, looks like I'm going to be the punching bag again." Clark grimaced helplessly, realizing something annoying.

Among the five members of the Justice League, Batman is responsible for strategizing and gathering intelligence.

Diana was in charge of torture and murder.

It seems that I am always in the position of standing in front, absorbing damage and attracting enemy fire.

Ignoring Clark's complaints, Gino simply leaped lightly and flew towards an internet cafe in the city.

"call."

After Gino left, Clark's eyes also glowed with a fiery red light, shooting a destructive heat gaze at the endless horde of Afu.

Superman doesn't kill people, but robots aren't considered human by his definition!

....

Watching the red light, which seemed to extend to the edge of the city, sweep across countless Afu bodies like wheat being harvested, splitting the group of nanobots in two.

Standing atop the tower, a look of hatred flashed across Batman's face.

Even so, there are still people who dare to harm their own butler!

"Huff huff"

He took a deep breath and then exhaled, his former Batman rationality telling him that there was another guy who needed his attention more.

That blond boy who looked like the leader.

"let me see."

He closed his prosthetic metal eye and entered the network, searching for Gino's whereabouts through every camera in the city.

But as the saying goes, perseverance pays off, and he finally found it.

He discovered that the damn blond boy was in an internet cafe.

The other person turned on the computer and skillfully plugged in a strangely shaped USB drive, then surprisingly found a Daily Planet article praising Gino Luther and began to read it.

"Is this guy a lunatic too?"

Relevant data flowed from the killing machine's metal eyeballs.

According to his own research, the blond boy was not from Gotham City; he was a young man from a small corn-growing town in Kansas, but he was quite capable.

"No, no matter what he does, I have to stop him!"

The killing machine took a step forward, its form dissipating like a quantum particle.

He was going to the internet cafe to stop the other person.

....

"Data reading begins."

"Data parsing in progress."

"Attempting to crack, progress: 10%"

The singer's voice came through the earpiece.

Gino rubbed his head slightly, then snapped his fingers to raise a Heavenly Shield that isolated the computer from its surroundings.

What's meant to happen will happen.

He snapped his fingers, and the next second, a monster covered in black metal, with only its crimson eyes flashing beneath its mask, appeared in the boy's sight.

When enemies meet, there's no point in wasting words.

The killing machine raised its hand and unleashed a palm cannon!

The powerful force struck the Gino armor, but it couldn't damage it in the slightest.

Gino showed no mercy, his red beam cleaving the killing machine in two from top to bottom.

A foul, burning smell emanated from the internet cafe.

The wires intersected with the metal in the cracks, sparking bursts of light.

But in the next instant, the killing machine's damaged metal body was instantly repaired, and with it came countless butlers rushing towards Gino.

"What can I do for you?"

The butlers rushed toward the boy, but were smashed into pieces of scrap metal by the howling iron fist.

"If I could, I would wish you all to die."

Gino, with a calm expression, kicked one of the butlers away, a disdainful look flashing in his eyes.

"You're too weak. How are you going to protect Bruce like this?"

It seemed that his taunts had an effect, as more Afu appeared, and without saying a word, their chests glowed red and they began to self-destruct.

Amidst the roar, continuous explosions echoed through the internet cafe.

Both the computer and the chair were reduced to rubble in the explosion.

The brick wall shattered, kicking up large clouds of dust.

The killing machine reappeared, standing outside the collapsed internet cafe.

He stared at the figure gradually emerging from the ruins.

The other person simply waved the USB drive in their hand, a smile playing on their lips, and said, "Your time has come~"

(End of this chapter)