393. You're Trying to Send Me to My Death!

"Nobody knows more about superpowers than me!"

Before long, Bob got all excited and started talking loudly in the room. "Mr. Morton, I know you're Superpower User, and I hope you'll work for our Capitalist Income Protection Guild!"

"Don't worry, I'll give you anything you want—money, power, beautiful women—you can have them anytime you desire!"

"And all you need to do for us is serve us, nothing more!"

"You've got the wrong person, I'm not him," Morton shook his head.

"No, you are!"

Bob exclaimed excitedly, "I told you, nobody knows more about superpowers than me. Although your ancestors were the Britannian, you are now a citizen of our Eagle Country."

"I know you want to live in seclusion and stay out of the world, and in fact, you have been doing so for years."

"However, our Eagle Country is in danger. Some of those Hua Nation have become Superpower User and are even working for the government!"

"We need you, my friend, we really need you!"

"What?"

Morton exclaimed in surprise, "Hua Nation has produced Superpower User?!"

"That's not right. There should only be one Superpower User in the world, not me!"

Surprised, he no longer even bothered to hide his identity.

Bob became even more excited. "See, Mr. Morton, I told you I knew you well..."

"And I'm not lying, Hua Nation does indeed have Superpower User, and there's more than one, so we need your help!"

"Okay, I'll help you!"

Morton nodded immediately.

"The reason I've stayed here and stopped using my abilities is because I haven't found any other Superpower User in the world."

"I never imagined that Hua Nation would still have..."

"Then, my existence has meaning."

Upon hearing this, Bob was so excited he almost had a stroke.

"Mr. Morton means that before this, you were the only Superpower User in the world?!"

"That's right!"

Morton nodded, full of confidence and immense pride. "I, as a descendant of Holy Knight, can be certain of this!"

"That's why I've been living in seclusion, but I never expected that another Superpower User would appear, so I finally have a chance to use my abilities!"

"Please wait a moment!"

Before Bob and the others could say anything, Morton turned and went into the inner room. A short while later, he emerged wearing a silver holy armor, holding a greatsword and a round shield in each hand, looking extremely majestic, almost like a sword god from Western mythology reborn!

Especially when Morton suddenly took a step forward, his entire armor was surrounded by ' Holy Light,' making him look astonishing and sacred.

"That's so cool!"

Bob exclaimed, "Mr. Morton, you look incredibly capable! You can definitely help us get through this and fend off those superhumans!"

"Of course!"

Morton spoke, and after donning his armor, even his tone became more 'official'.

"My sword can cut through all obstacles, my Holy Light can dispel endless darkness! My round shield can block all attacks..."

"My armor makes me feel like a god!"

As he spoke, the greatsword and round shield began to glow, appearing even more astonishing.

but...

William suddenly thought of a question and said, "Mr. Morton, please forgive my bluntness, but I have been learning about people and things related to Superpower User recently, so I have heard many stories."

"Based on what you just said, I'm curious, what would happen if you used your sword to cut your shield?"

"In Hua Nation, this is called the story of the spear and the shield."

Bob: "...???"

Morton: "..."

His entire body flashed with Holy Light for a moment, and after a while he said dejectedly, "That won't happen!"

"These are all things passed down from my ancestors."

"Do you know what? I'm already 123 years old, and the question you asked will never come true!"

Morton wanted to swear.

What the hell is this question?

Didn't you see I was showing off? Your question is making me really embarrassed, okay?

"William!"

Bob rolled his eyes. "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"This kind of problem should never have happened. Mr. Morton can definitely help us solve the problem of those cultivators in Hua Nation, so that we will no longer be troubled by Hua Nation."

Yes, yes, yes.

William knew he had asked a stupid question and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

But at that moment, Morton's expression suddenly changed, and the Holy Light around his body began to flicker and flash rapidly. "What did you just say? A cultivator?!"

"Right." Bob was taken aback. " In Hua Nation, aren't Superpower User just cultivators? That's what they call themselves."

"However, we are more used to calling them Superpower User or superhumans, or of course, Superman."

Morton's expression immediately turned even uglier. "Are you sure you're a cultivator, and not some other kind of Superpower User?"

"Sure!"

"That's impossible!"

Morton exclaimed, "Cultivators ceased to exist over a thousand years ago, and it's impossible for them to reappear!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"But... we have his videos. The Resident Happiness Living Department of Hua Nation has also personally admitted that he is a cultivator. How about I show you the videos?"

Bob was a little confused. What's wrong with cultivators?

We're all Superpower User, what's with that expression?!

Besides, with your glowing body and muscular physique, you look far more powerful than those cultivators, right?!

"Show me!"

Bob took out his phone...

After thinking about it, I decided to show Morton the most classic 'battle' of cultivators, which is the video of the meteorite explosion.

This video has already spread all over the world, and you can easily find it online.

Then...

As Morton watched the video, his face turned pale when the figure repeatedly shattered meteorites, finally smashing half of one with his bare hands, and then 'missing' with a punch!

Even his legs were trembling slightly, and the Holy Light emanating from his body had completely vanished at some point...

"Mr. Morton, is that him? The people from the Resident Happiness Living Department in Hua Nation said he is a cultivator, there shouldn't be any mistake, right?"

"You can leave now!"

Morton's face turned pale, and he immediately tried to send them away.

Bob, William, and the others were stunned. "Mr. Morton?!"

"I'm letting you leave!"

Morton's face turned from white to green, then from green to black...

At that moment, he wanted to curse!

Damn it!

I'm a descendant of Holy Knight, not even a true Holy Knight, just a descendant, and the last one at that...

Even though I have superpowers and equipment left by my ancestors, I can only bully ordinary Superpower User at most, okay?!

You guys are really something!

The first thing he did was tell me to go fight cultivators!!!

And he's a cultivator who can shatter such a huge meteorite with a single punch, holy crap!

Are you crazy?!

Are you guys really here to ask me to come out of seclusion and help? Or are you here to 'ask our ancestor to his death'?

Fuck!

Morton still knows his limits.

Do you not know your own capabilities?

When fighting against ordinary Superpower User, with his own superpowers and the advantage of his equipment, he would be a true 'war god' who could punish everything.

But are cultivators Superpower User?!

Here, we must explain a concept.

The superpowers and special abilities that people often talk about are actually a kind of 'precious ability' inherited from childbirth, which can be simply put as 'talent'!

This kind of talent is one in a million. People who possess this talent may be born with superpowers, or they may activate this talent at some point in time by chance, thus gaining superpowers.

After that, you can gradually strengthen your superpowers through special training.

However, most of them become stronger to a limited extent, and the progress is relatively slow.

But what about cultivators?

Others may not know, but Morton knew it perfectly well.

Those guys are a bunch of freaks!

And it's an extremely perverted pervert!

The weak may be very weak, but the strong... are beings that can destroy the world with a wave of their hand, like the one I just saw, that was ridiculously strong.

Should I go and fight him myself?

Are you looking for death?!

Why?

Seeing Morton's increasingly grim expression, Bob, William, and the other members of the Capitalist Income Protection Guild were all dumbfounded.

"Didn't we already agree on this..."

Bob also wanted to swear.

Damn it, didn't we just agree on this? You've already put on your gear!

I've already planned out how to take photos of you, how to create hype, how to show off, and how to swagger and bargain with those people in the Resident Happiness Living Department!

And then you suddenly changed your mind?!

You're insane!

"You agreed?!"

Morton sneered, "Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending?"

"Superpower User? Cultivators are also Superpower User? What are Superpower User compared to cultivators?!"

"Are you trying to kill me?!"

"Get out of here, all of you! If anyone dares to try and persuade me to fight that cultivator again, I'll chop them down right now!"

!!!!!!!

Bob and the others finally realized what he meant by those words.

"You... can't defeat that cultivator?"

William was somewhat incredulous. "You are a descendant of the legendary Holy Knight..."

"Descendants?!"

Morton scoffed, "Don't even mention me, his descendant, even my ancestors..."

"Well!"

Then, he sighed and said, "It's not your fault. Many things have long since disappeared into the dust of history. You simply don't understand."

"But you've all heard of Alexander's Eastern Expedition, haven't you?"

"I've heard of it, so what?" Bob asked, puzzled.

"Alexander's Eastern Expedition..."

Morton's face darkened, a hint of fear flashing across his eyes. "Historical records indicate that Alexander's Eastern Expedition ended in Ancient India."

"But no one knows that there were many strong men in Alexander's army at that time, similar to my ancestors. And no one knows that after they reached Ancient India, they did not stop."