Superman of the Marvel Universe

"There is a malignant glioma on the frontal lobe... This is a lie you told the young man wearing the Rorschach mask, right?"

The chandelier above Luke's head was shaking constantly due to the air current caused by the space teleportation, illuminating his face in half-light and half-darkness.

Because of the asymmetry in power and information between the two parties, Luke firmly grasped the rhythm of the conversation, leaving the Pharaoh passive.

"Indeed, I deceived Reggie. He is a poor child who only sees what he wants to see."

Adrian didn't have any psychological burden or guilt.

"I caused the New York Massacre, caused his parents to die in that disaster, and even caused him to be sent to a sanatorium due to mental disorder, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations and other problems. I am the person he should hate the most."

Luke raised his eyebrows, he knew the true identity of the second generation Rorschach.

Reggie Long, black, the son of a psychiatrist.

His father once administered the Rorschach test, a well-known projective personality test that uses abstract images to reflect the subject's subconscious.

The doctor hopes to cure this "criminal" with serious violent tendencies by exploring the other person's heart.

But he failed. Not only did he fail to break through Rorschach's psychological defense, but the other party shattered the beautiful illusion in his heart.

"He shouldn't have put on that mask. There may be only one Rorschach in the world, and it's not realistic to want to be the second one."

Luke said calmly.

He learned about Rorschach's past. His real name was "Walter Kowacks" and he was the son of a prostitute. He had suffered all kinds of bullying and insults since he was a child.

Korvax was not an unwavering fighter for justice from the beginning.

The story begins with a kidnapping case. At that time, he had just become a cross-dressing fighter, codenamed "Rorschach."

It happened that a six-year-old girl named Blair Roche disappeared, and Rorschach was responsible for tracing her whereabouts.

He has always been the one with the most radical and violent methods in the militia.

He treats criminals without mercy, and often even the Night Owls who team up with him can't stand it.

But at that time, Rorschach was still very young. At most, he would break a few bones of those guys and then be sent to prison.

That dark night, after finding clues, he broke into the kidnapper's house, but he didn't find the girl. He only saw a pile of burned clothes and blood stains on the desk.

There were two large dogs in the yard, fighting over a young leg bone.

Rorschach could see clearly that there were red shoes hanging on it.

He guessed what had happened, killed the two dogs in anger, and then dumped the bodies in the prisoner's house, waiting for the prisoner to return.

Half an hour later, Rorschach used the butcher knife on the table to chop the bastard's head into several pieces.

According to the rules of the cross-dressing hero, he cannot actually do this. He should be arrested first, then sent to prison and handed over to the law.

This is the formal process.

But Rorschach didn't. The real tragedy before him made him understand the world and the dark side of human nature.

Mortals deserve to be punished, but beasts can only die!

From then on, Walter Korvax died, leaving only the uncompromising and merciless Rorschach.

"Rorschach...it will be difficult for someone like him to appear in the future."

The Pharaoh was a little sad. He admired people who could stand their ground.

Among the new generation of militia organizations, Adrien values ​​Comedian and Rorschach more highly.

Night Owl and Silk Soul are too weak. People like them can't change anything and can only go with the flow.

"Lei Gui is a... fragile person. What he wants to see most is that I feel regretful for my mistakes."

Adrian had begun to get used to Luke's omniscience, and the conversation gradually entered an unusually harmonious atmosphere.

"So, after he found me, I said I had cancer and showed despair, decadence, and even regret in front of him."

"This is far better than being shot to death by the villain in the story."

"Revenge is very about psychological feedback. If the enemy is easily eliminated, there will be no pleasure."

"A once aloof and successful businessman, a well-known cross-dressing hero, is now accused by thousands of people, scolded by countless people, and is seriously ill. He is not going to die soon. He lives in regret and pain all the time... This is what Reggie said The script I want to see.”

"Since he desires this strong emotion, then I will satisfy him."

Luke clapped his hands, a smile on his face.

I have to say that Pharaoh's acting skills are truly superb and worthy of an Oscar.

He is indeed a person who deceives God!

You know, it's not just Rorschach II Reggie Lang, puppets and pantomime.

Everyone, including the government that issued the arrest warrant, thought Adrian Veidt was really going to die.

If he didn't have super vision and could see through the Pharaoh's skull, maybe Luke would have been deceived by him.

"Reggie is one of your pawns, but what about the puppets and pantomime?"

Luke bent down and touched the red lynx, and he felt a familiar energy, which was the breath of Dr. Manhattan.

There is something very strange about this pet.

"They have appeared in Joe's past life, and I can use this to remind him who he really is..."

The Pharaoh was sitting next to the operating table. There was still an hour and a half before the two countries launched nuclear bombs.

He needs to activate the Night Owl airship, leave this place, and find Dr. Manhattan.

"Then why don't you bring the second generation of Silk Soul, Lau Rui?"

Luke continued to stroke the red lynx named "Bubastis", a hybrid creature created by the Pharaoh using genetic technology.

The other party's original intention was to create an "alien race" that fit the plan, but instead they got a special "pet."

"No matter when or where you are, seeing your ex-girlfriend is never something to be happy about."

Adrian shrugged, although Doctor Manhattan may not necessarily care about human emotions, such as cheating, betrayal, cuckolding, etc.

However, any person or thing that may cause variables should be avoided.

"A man who is driven by his inner sense of morality, forgives the murderer who caused his parents' death, and is willing to help him save the wrong tool at the end of his life..."

"A criminal couple that reminds Dr. Manhattan of his past..."

"Nice match. So, here's the question."

Luke raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the Pharaoh and asked, "How are you going to find him?"

"Every living thing has a unique intrinsic field, which is a 'quantum fingerprint' composed of the four basic forces of nature."

Adrian seemed confident and confident.

"Qiao's intrinsic field has disappeared twice. The first time was the experimental accident that created Dr. Manhattan, and the other time... was caused by me."

Luke nodded. The Pharaoh had previously wanted to replicate the experimental accident that had occurred and use the intrinsic field generator to kill Dr. Manhattan.

As a result, the latter had already learned to reorganize his body and did not suffer any harm.

"After that failure, I conducted more in-depth research on Joe, and later discovered that his blue body surface was actually caused by the dissipation of electrons in the body, and these electrons left a trace that can be traced."

Adrian talked freely and told all his plans.

"I modified the Night Owl airship to be able to withstand quantum tunneling, and then follow the traces left by Joe to find him!"

Luke couldn't help but praise and said with a smile: "Nice plan!"

According to the original plot, Pharaoh successfully found Dr. Manhattan, but failed to persuade him to return to the Watchmen universe and continue to play the role of God.

"Well, Mr. Adrian Veidt, I also have a plan, do you want to hear it?"

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"You think you can stop this war that will destroy mankind?"

The Pharaoh looked at Luke who was smiling with suspicion.

He asked, partly as a test, wanting to get more information;

Half of them are genuine reactions, not believing that the other person can do this.

Single-handedly prevent a nuclear war between two major powers?

Unless Luke has infinite power comparable to Dr. Manhattan, it would be impossible to complete.

Although the other party has shown the ability to decompose matter, teleport through space and other similar abilities, this is far from enough.

Adrian is one of the people in the world who has studied Doctor Manhattan the most.

He was once ordered by the Pentagon to use scientific methods to replicate the energy composition of the blue man.

Although not completely successful, it can probably be understood how powerful Dr. Manhattan is.

That is a despairing, invincible power!

"You know, Mr. Anonymous, Joe once told me that he can walk on the surface of the sun, travel through space, and transform the planet..."

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Pharaoh's mouth, deliberately making a contemptuous expression to see if he could arouse the emotions of this unknown person.

But he was disappointed. The other party was indifferent and showed no anger at all.

"Maybe you won't believe it, Mr. Witte, but I happened to have the experience of going deep into the core of the sun. It was no big deal."

Luke shrugged and chuckled.

Not long ago, when he and the Sentinel let go and fought with all their strength, the two of them fell into the sun together.

This can be regarded as a journey into the stars, not much worse than Dr. Manhattan.

"Mr. Witte, we have one hour, two and ten minutes."

Continuing to apply pressure, Luke further spoke.

"If you accept the conditions and are willing to cooperate, I can eliminate the nuclear bomb that is about to take off within four to ten minutes."

The Pharaoh hesitated rarely, unable to tell whether what Luke said was true or false.

"You only want this Night Owl airship?"

Adrian was confused. If the other party wanted to leave the universe, then with his strength, there was no need to negotiate terms with him.

"Coupled with the traces left by Dr. Manhattan, those are the 'coordinates'."

Luke added.

According to the original plot, the Pharaoh traveled to the time and space of the main universe and first met Lex Luthor.

It was jokingly called "the meeting of two of the smartest men in the world."

Then, he designed Batman, which severely deflated the Dark Knight of Gotham.

But all this is meaningless. Doctor Manhattan has become deeply interested in the changes in the main universe and the existence of Superman.

The blue man was conducting an unprecedented observation and would not pay attention to the Pharaoh's persuasion.

"I need to go back and settle accounts with Dr. Manhattan."

Luke made it clear what his purpose was and why he did not take it by force.

It's because smart people like Pharaoh will know how to choose.

Besides, why shake your fist when you can accomplish things through transactions?

As the Supreme Mage, negotiating terms is his basic skill.

It's not too late to raise the table until the negotiation can't be reached.

Moreover, Luke needs Adrian Veidt, the best chess piece to take on Dr. Manhattan.

"Then I want to know, Mr. Anonymous, how do you plan to prevent the war? Russia has a total of 3530 nuclear bombs. Even if it only launches one-third, it is enough to turn the North American continent into a scorched earth."

The Pharaoh expressed his doubts directly and hoped that Luke could give a reasonable answer.

"This does not include the Pentagon's customized nuclear strike plan. I guess the United States will launch at least a thousand nuclear bombs into Russia... This is a confrontation between the Eastern and Western camps, and there is nothing mortals can do about it."

If the situation hadn't been so bad, Adrian wouldn't have come up with the crazy idea of ​​getting Dr. Manhattan back.

The smartest man in the world, facing the final moment of the Doomsday Clock, deeply feels his powerlessness.

"First, I will intercept all nuclear bombs launched by Russia and the United States within 10 minutes."

Luke spoke in an understatement about the tasks that were impossible for normal people to accomplish.

"Then, fly to the Kremlin or the White House and spend 15 minutes convincing the presidents of the two countries."

"To tell you the truth, I am a pacifist. I have convinced many conspirators and careerists who want to rule the world and start wars. Therefore, the two presidents will be influenced by me and put aside their prejudices against each other."

"Everything is settled satisfactorily like this. Are you satisfied with this answer, Mr. Witte?"

Even though the city was as deep as Pharaoh's, he couldn't help but be shocked by Luke's "perfect" plan.

He opened his mouth slightly and asked in disbelief: "Is it that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Luke curled his lips, as if this was just a small problem that he could easily solve.

"Intercepting a nuclear bomb, with the president of the country...four 10 minutes?"

Adrian was a little sluggish and couldn't think straight.

If these words had not come from Luke's mouth, he would probably have regarded them as the ramblings of a madman.

"Please believe me, Mr. Witte, I am definitely experienced in how to act as the world's third pole and demonstrate force."

Faced with Luke's solemn assurance, the Pharaoh didn't know how to answer.

This man is either an irrational lunatic, or a god descended into the world.

"It seems you still can't believe it. Poor knowledge limits your imagination."

Luke looked up at the time. The round clock hanging inside the secret base made a ticking sound.

The second hand beats one by one, and time passes slowly.

"To show my sincerity, I don't mind paying a little 'funds' in advance."

Snapped!

Luke snapped his fingers, and the space vibrated slightly, wrapping around the secret base he left in the sewer.

The Pharaoh sat there blankly, his hands trembling slightly.

He was not frightened by Luke's special abilities such as teleportation and space teleportation, but an uncontrollable excitement welling up in his heart.

"Could it be said that human beings have more than one God..."

Adrian stared intently at the round clock hanging on the wall, his body motionless, as if he was expecting something.

10 minute later.

Luke returned to the secret base on time.

"It's done."

The young man seemed to have gone to a high-end restaurant, ate and drank a lot, and showed a sense of laziness.

The Pharaoh sitting opposite him twitched his nose and smelled a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

"You intercepted all the nuclear bombs of the United States and Russia? How did you do that?!"

Adrian stood up and quickly turned on the monitor array along with external TV and radio.

All kinds of information poured into his ears, and just as Luke said, the nuclear bomb in the air disappeared before it left the country.

Not even the bright light or aftermath of the explosion appeared.

"Just appetizers."

The corners of Luke's lips curled up, as if he had just done an insignificant and trivial thing.

"Now, let's get back to negotiating the deal."