I, V, Gotham Legend

……

Superman held Darkseid's waist, crashed into the factory, and flew ten thousand meters into the sky.

They competed with each other on the way to take off, trying to break each other's waist with their arms, but unfortunately no one succeeded.

As if they realized their efforts were futile, they hugged each other again and fell towards the ground at the same time, with their heads facing the ground in tacit understanding.

The two men hit the ground at the same time, raising a huge cloud of smoke and dust, like a bowl of flour that had been hit by a strong hammer.

When the dust cleared, the two men stood face to face, their hands clasped together, wrestling like bulls.

The ground shook and broke as the two men exerted their strength, and the entire area seemed to experience an exaggerated earthquake.

Chernobyl itself is an uninhabited area, so there is no need to worry that the fighting will affect too many innocent people. The largest number of people here are the demons brought by Steppenwolf.

"I'm so surprised you're willing to compete with me in strength." Superman's facial muscles were twisted together.

"I have plenty of time." Darkseid just said one sentence.

Superman decided to spice things up a bit, his eyes lit up red, ready to shoot Darkseid in the eyes.

Suddenly, a black object fell from the sky like rain, smashing through a piece of rubble and nailing itself between the two of them like a stake.

The two top monsters could certainly sense that something had fallen next to them, but they both held on to each other tightly, not letting the other escape from their hands.

Therefore, they can look at this thing falling from the sky together and recognize what it is together.

It was a pitch-black bullet, and its head alone was as big as a car.

NO22. Cyberspace

The car-sized bullet reflected the moonlight, with a gray-red flash at the base, like the calm before a storm.

Superman remembered seeing this thing, and Darkseid saw straight away what it was.

"The natives of Earth are so reckless... just like before," Darkseid commented.

As his words fell, the warhead suddenly detonated, the scorching heat spread with a mountain of radiation, and a mushroom cloud rose above the entire factory.

The air currents spread with radiation and heat waves, sweeping across hundreds of miles like a tsunami, and the rocks and metals along the way turned into crystals and molten iron.

Superman broke through the smoke and dust, he flew into the sky like a bullet, looking at the earth that was swept away by the wind, his body trembling slightly.

The fight between Superman and Darkseid was earth-shattering, and it was expected that it would attract attention.

What he didn't expect was that the earthlings actually used nuclear weapons directly. Although it was understandable considering that this was originally an uninhabited area, the feeling that his life was not cared about at all still made him feel complicated for a while.

The power of destruction once again ravaged the area that had suffered nuclear pollution many times, and smoke and dust filled everything visible to the naked eye.

Compared to Superman who immediately moved away, Darkseid seemed to be too disdainful to hide and he remained motionless.

Even Superman couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed from a direct explosion of a nuclear bomb, but he looked at the center of the explosion solemnly. He didn't think that Darkseid would be shattered like this, even if it was just a clone.

As the explosion died down, Superman's eyes could finally see clearly through the smoke and dust, and Darkseid's body was standing there;

Superman fell from the sky, his biological body protecting him from radiation, and he landed in front of Darkseid.

The visibility in the world covered by smoke and dust was extremely low, but Darkseid's red eyes still quickly locked onto Superman's position.

"You don't look like you're doing it with ease." Superman's eyes could already see through what was going on inside Darkseid's body.

"This body was meant to be abandoned." Darkseid remained calm, his rock-like body covered with cracks. "You killed Steppenwolf here, right? Do you know why he set up a base here?"

Superman's face turned cold: "The demons you stationed here have been cleared out."

"As long as there is enough food and a mother body, we can have as many lowly Apocalypse Demons as we want." Darkseid looked up at the sky, "The environment here is perfect for breeding Apocalypse Demons."

Superman raised his fist, "You don't have time to gather those puppets."

"Where is the puppet in front of you?" Darkseid suddenly smiled, and the cracks on his body were closing rapidly.

Superman could feel that the guy in front of him was breathing in the radiation that filled the air, and his battered body was recovering.

Nuclear weapons can't kill him, but make him stronger...

……

The Earth is getting closer and closer in the picture, and it looks like it will break through the atmosphere in about an hour.

Valerie was sweating profusely as she flipped through the documents in the spaceship. The sense of urgency of racing against time also made her feel extremely stressed.

She originally chose to enter the spacecraft to look for clues to the anti-life equation. Although her stated purpose was to seize the enemy's artifact, she knew in her heart that this was not an easy task.

The others agreed with Valerie's plan, not only because they thought it might be possible, but also because they really needed to investigate the enemy's purpose and someone really needed to deal with the fleet in space.

Valerie's data cable was connected to the server, and she could feel that she could control the main ship, but there was more than one "queen ant" in this sky fleet.

If she rashly manipulates the main ship to act in violation of the "ant nest consciousness", the entire "ant colony" will focus fire on the main ship as if clearing out an alien that has broken into an ant nest.

Therefore, Valerie temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​collecting a new spaceship in the inventory and concentrated on reading the information inside the spaceship.

要快… …

Valerie felt the situation was difficult. She found it difficult to understand the text on Apocalypse. The information recorded in the server was like a series of incomprehensible books that made her feel irritated.

She remembered that a long time ago she had many times been able to inexplicably understand certain texts that she had never been exposed to before, but she no longer had this experience now.

Since it is AI that directs the fleet's actions, then investigating the underlying data should also be possible.

Valerie's current intelligence level is 8, which is considered advanced computing power by ordinary people's standards, and she has been learning programming-related knowledge for several months.

She took a deep breath and tried to call up the underlying code of the server, but a database that had been running for tens of thousands of years could not be figured out just by looking at it.

"V, what's the situation?" BT behind her looked at Valerie's furrowed brows and asked in an electric voice.

"Don't worry, I'm still trying." Valerie said, making up her mind.

As a cyborg descended from the game, Valerie has one last trick up her sleeve for the Internet, but no matter how you think about it, this trick is not suitable for use in dangerous environments.

She looked back at the earth on the screen, thought for a moment, and didn't say anything like a last word. She just told Old Joe, "Please keep an eye on the surroundings for me."

As she spoke, she knelt down and leaned her head against the server to ensure that she would not fall to the ground later.

She closed her eyes and followed her instinct, feeling the world spinning with her as if she were falling into water.

When Valerie opened her eyes again, she could no longer feel her body.

She entered a dark space with no direction. She seemed to be suspended in mid-air, but also seemed to be standing on land.

In the dark space, numbers formed a huge world. The red characters changed color and arrangement before her eyes, like a vast ocean connecting the sky.

She raised her hand, but no longer saw the porcelain-white skin she was so used to seeing, not to mention the pink manicure.

This is Valerie's trump card, which can only be achieved after the intelligence exceeds seven - she sneaks her consciousness into the data world of the server.

This place is like the origin of the world's existence. If we must give it a name, it would be cyberspace.

Unlike the cyberspace in the game, Valerie's location is only in the consciousness of this "ant colony".

This world is not outstanding in the development of cyberspace. At least this antique that is tens of thousands of years old is still primitive. Cyberspace has no decent defense. Valerie was prepared for her consciousness to be burned.

Having said that, cyberspace instinctively raised some demon-like guards, their bodies made up of code, and there were not many of them.

Valerie easily crushed these demons, she crossed to the edge of the cyberspace and touched the code.

She wanted to use her brain as a computer and simulate the codes until she found the one responsible for finding the anti-life equation.

The codes in cyberspace flow like rivers, flowing through Valerie's digital body and circulating in this world...

……

Old Joe watched Valerie sit down next to the server with her eyes closed. He thought she was just doing something new and creative.

Now as a mecha, he just holds the weapon and stands by Valerie like a loyal guard.

Green Lantern and the slime-like demon were fighting fiercely outside. Although it was a bit difficult at the beginning, after getting familiar with the slime monster's fighting style, Green Lantern successfully brought the battle into his rhythm. I believe that the winner will be decided soon.

Just when Old Joe felt that the situation was getting better, Valerie, who had been "sleeping" peacefully on the server, suddenly sat up, her body twitching as if in a spasm.

"V! What's wrong!" Joe was frightened by Valerie's sudden reaction. He quickly walked to Valerie and focused BT's scan on Valerie.

Valerie didn't answer Old Joe. Her body was arched into a bridge shape, and codes could be seen flowing in her lifeless eyes.

The scan results were surprising. Valerie's body temperature was rising rapidly, exceeding fifty degrees in an instant.

For a normal person, a fever of 40 degrees is enough to kill him. The only reason Valerie is still alive is because she is a cyborg.

But that didn't mean she was safe, as Joe could see that Valerie's temperature was still rising.

"V! Wake up!" Joe realized that he couldn't go on like this, and he anxiously circled around Valerie and the server.

Calm down. As a string of AI, I should be rational.

Old Joe stopped and looked at Valerie's spasming body, his electronic brain spinning rapidly.

He remembered Valerie's battle in the universe not long ago. Old Joe stopped beside Valerie and opened the cockpit.

Octopus-tentacle-like mechanical arms extended from the armpits of the mecha, reached into the cockpit in the abdomen, and pulled out various tubes and wires.

This is what Valerie uses to connect to BT, not only to integrate with the external prosthesis, but also to cool down the prosthesis after overload.

Old Joe inserted the needle of the tube into Valerie's back according to his memory, piercing it into the bone according to his feeling, and the wire was connected to the interface at the back of her neck.

The blue liquid flowed into Valerie's body through the tube, and the girl, who was originally convulsing, finally slowly slowed down her convulsions.

The back of the mecha was emitting a lot of white steam like a breath, and the smoke enveloped the space. Old Joe watched Valerie's body temperature drop rapidly, and his mood gradually relaxed.

It’s a pity that the data cable connecting Valerie to the server was too short, otherwise Joe would have taken Valerie back to the mecha cockpit.

Valerie's body temperature dropped back to 40 degrees, which is still fatal to ordinary people, but for Valerie, she is no longer in danger...

……

The nausea and other feelings were gradually subsiding, and Valerie breathed a sigh of relief. She put her hand back on the code.

It was also the first time for Valerie to immerse herself in cyberspace, and the first time for her to calculate codes she had never seen before. This situation was completely unexpected.

Fortunately, Old Joe reacted quickly and connected the heat dissipation device to Valerie's body, but her back only hurt a little.

The code from Apocalypse penetrated Valerie's chest like a bullet, as if it was materializing Valerie's calculation process.

This "ant colony" has existed for tens of thousands of years, and has left behind a large amount of junk information during its long life. If Valerie were to browse through all of it, she might also experience the same empty tens of thousands of years.

But she doesn't need to search so much. In the final analysis, there are only two underlying logics supporting the ant colony.

Loyalty to Darkseid, and finding the Anti-Life Equation.

Tracing back to the origin of everything, Valerie was like pushing away the complicated smoke bomb in the treasure chest and digging out the treasure at the bottom...

……

Valerie, who was held in BT's arms, suddenly opened her eyes and breathed heavily like a drowning person who was rescued from the shore.

Her skin was all pink from the fever, and her delicate skin was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"How is it? V, can you stand up?" Old Joe asked with concern.

"I... I need to cool down..." Although there was a cooling device on her back, Valerie still felt top-heavy.

She controlled BT through the connection between the back of her neck and the mecha, raised her hands toward the ceiling, connected her arms together, and fired a cannonball toward the ceiling.

The shell hit the ceiling and exploded like a grenade, but it did not blow a hole in the top.

White air waves were shaken by the shells, instantly condensing the water vapor in the air and turning the entire ceiling into white crystals.

This is the ice grenade derived from Mr. Freeze. After being modified by Valerie, its effect has been doubled and it is also extremely compatible with the BT mecha.

"I still have this trick?" One could hear surprise in Old Joe's tone. If he had eyes, his eyes would have opened wide like a light bulb.

"You still need to learn." Valerie closed her eyes, and the ice crystals absorbed the little heat in the room, making her feel much more comfortable.

Joe felt that Valerie needed to enjoy the cool breeze for a while, so he didn't send her to his cockpit immediately: "It seems that you got what you wanted."

"How long did I sleep?" Valerie asked. This was important experimental data.

"twenty minutes."

"It's faster than I thought... I thought a hundred years had passed." Valerie relaxed and slumped down, her own character panel appearing in front of her eyes.

The "Intelligence" column, which represents computing power, reached ten.

"If we only look at it from the perspective of the search, it's a great success... But there are some problems, Joe, let's connect the spaceship. We should also talk to Batman about this. He's a smart guy."

Old Joe nodded and was quiet for a while. At the same time, in the Kryptonian spaceship that was crossing the atmosphere and heading towards the battlefield, Old Joe's shadow suddenly appeared among everyone.

"V wants to initiate a video conference." Old Joe explained to the surprised crowd. He turned on the monitor that was projected onto the wall, and Valerie's delicate and weak face appeared on the screen.