A happy life blasted into being by a Kamehameha
[Starry Sky Oscillation]
An explosive aura erupted from Doomsday in all directions, but this was not an attack by Doomsday itself. Rather, it was the effusive effect of extremely high-intensity energy converging at a single point and then dissipating on its own.
Doomsday —no, the higher-dimensional being that took over Doomsday's body—condensed an energy ball in its hand.
The energy ball, seemingly only the size of a baseball, emitted a dazzling white light and generated such high heat that it instantly melted everything beneath its feet into magma.
The energy within his body surged forth like a tidal wave, not only levitating Doomsday's body in the air but also blocking the energy emanating from the energy sphere from his body.
He wrapped the energy ball in his palms and slowly raised it to his chest.
At this moment, the energy gathered throughout the body dissipated outside the body, transforming into a blazing white light.
The powerful energy accumulation triggered a transfer of electrical charge. Bolts of lightning, drawn by the charge, sprang from the sky and were attracted to Doomsday like silver snakes. They then transformed into streams of misty light, converging into the energy sphere on his chest.
The blazing white energy sphere emitted an even more terrifying aura.
"Drink!!"
When the energy ball reached a certain limit, Xiu let out a loud shout and threw the energy ball out of his hand.
A powerful shockwave appeared again, and the expanding air mass Setsuna generated a new shockwave that swept across the earth like a scraper, clearing away the building's wreckage and ruins.
The reinforced concrete that had not yet collapsed rubbed against the shock wave, producing an extremely piercing buzzing and sharp whistling sound.
At that very moment, He Himself radiated a dazzling light.
This is undeniably proof that this is a magnificent being, as radiant as the stars!
"Hahaha, well done!"
Shazo shouted loudly, and also clasped his hands together, wrists touching, and placed them at his waist.
Thick, violent energy flowed from his entire body to his hands, gathering in his palms like a surging tsunami.
A point of light shone brightly between his palms. The gathering of Qi did not produce abnormal movement of electrical charges, but it did produce a strong change in air density.
Shazo's energy sphere pushed out the air, spreading out a spiral airflow that caused the surrounding air to rotate.
The pressure difference within the Spiral's trajectory causes water vapor to condense into fog, forming Spiral cloud system.
When the energy reached its peak, Shazo pushed forward with both hands, and the Heat energy burst forth. The blinding light swept through the vacuum path, propelling the energy sphere with unstoppable momentum toward the Doomsday on Earth.
[Kamehameha]
A higher-dimensional being manipulates Doomsday's body, continuously unleashing its violent energy.
A sinister smile involuntarily crept across Doomsday's face.
This isn't it smiling; it's Doomsday's body dying, the cause of death being the outflow of energy beyond its capacity.
The excessively high energy density overwhelmed Doomsday's body systems, and the dissipated energy scorched all of Doomsday's organs, including the brain tissue that housed higher-dimensional life.
The moment the two shockwaves collided, the massive energy clusters collided, expanded after being compressed, and ultimately remained suspended in mid-air.
The stalemate is detrimental to the arriving higher-dimensional beings, because the Doomsday's body, which carries consciousness, is rapidly heading towards death.
With each step closer to death, the power he can control diminishes.
The stalemate of the energy spheres was broken, and the point of confrontation continued to move downwards.
Finally, even Doomsday's body was compressed, and as its massive feet plunged into the lava, Shazo suddenly felt a sense of relief in front of him.
The energy sphere struck the ground, and it crashed down on Doomsday's body.
The next second, a deafening and terrifying explosion resounded throughout the world, but none of the onlookers or participants heard a thing.
Loud sound and strange sound.
When the sound of an explosion exceeds a certain limit, the amplitude of the sound waves exceeds the length limit of the Human Body, and the sound waves will bypass the human body, making the sound inaudible.
But the shockwave that followed was unavoidable; the second shockwave possessed earth-shattering power, engulfing everything around it.
All the buildings collapsed, and the Superhero and Kryptonian watching from afar could not stand. They were swept away by the shockwave like leaves in the autumn wind.
The earth let out a terrified howl, and the dazzling light appeared a moment too late, but it was more intense than imagined, as if a sun had risen from the ground.
The light even briefly illuminated the moon, and the moonlight was clearly visible during the day, creating the spectacular sight of the sun and moon shining together.
After a long time, the dust finally settled!
When everything finally cleared up, the returning Superhero could no longer find their former CBD; instead, they were greeted by a deep, sunken expanse of scorched earth.
The scorched earth was filled with visible high-temperature steam, and the temperature fluctuations distorted the light.
Outside the sunken, scorched earth, spiderweb-like cracks extend and spread in all directions, their destination unknown.
The sky above Gotham City was so clear that not a single cloud could be seen. The terrifying shockwave not only swept across the ground but also swept across the sky, dispersing all the clouds.
The pure air allowed the sun to unleash its full power, its the Heat rays illuminating the ravaged battlefield. The world was eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.
Shazo landed on the battlefield, where the temperature was hundreds of degrees Celsius. Standing on the sweltering ground, he looked at the black slag in front of him, the last trace left by Doomsday on the world.
Above the residue, a wisp of illusory light floated.
As Shazo approached, the air currents generated by his body caused the ball of light to dissipate noticeably, startling him so much that he quickly stopped.
Shazo then sensed something was wrong: [Wait, why am I scared?]
Perhaps sensing Shazo's approach, or perhaps sensing Shazo's thoughts, the white light began to fluctuate rhythmically, and Shazo subsequently heard a grand voice speaking in his mind.
[What an interesting fellow, I'll remember you, Shazo.]
Who are you? Where do you come from?
My name cannot be described in words, and you are not yet qualified to know where I came from.
"Ha, okay, so I don't know anything after all. When will I be able to know?"
[If your simulated state today can be consistently reproduced, you will be eligible.]
As soon as he finished speaking, the white light dissipated.
Shazo gazed thoughtfully at the remains of Doomsday until his Kryptonian subordinates approached. He then let out a silent sigh and ordered Faora, "Collect General Zod's remains. Find a quiet and safe place to bury him yourself."
Faora licked her lips, seemingly hesitant, but finally replied softly, "Yes."
Shazo laughed, "Although Doomsday is mixed with Lex Luthor's elements and is controlled by a mysterious entity, it is still mainly the remains of General Zod. Don't be disgusted by it."
When the Superhero disbanded, the United States Grand Leader and his high-ranking officials in a secret base looked ashen-faced.
Using a spy satellite in orbit 400 kilometers high, they witnessed the battle that had broken out in Gotham City.
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It was from the perspective of weather satellites overlooking Gotham City that they were able to observe the entire battle from a relatively comprehensive angle.
Especially now, one can clearly see with the naked eye that small circular dot on the ground of Gotham, as well as the even more terrifying cloud formations.
Centered on Gotham City, a circular hole appeared in the clouds of the atmosphere, with a diameter of over 1,300 kilometers. Ripples spread outward from the outer edge of the hole.
The Grand Leader's face was ashen, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "From now on, everything that happens in Gotham must be classified as top-level intelligence."
"Furthermore, any operations in Gotham must be carried out with utmost caution, caution, and even more caution."
The heads of the intelligence and Bureau of Investigation nodded frantically, as if pecking at rice.
They had long ago made up their minds to treat that person (they dared not mention Shazo's name) as a taboo from now on, avoiding him, plotting against him, inquiring about him, or planting any people in his presence.
Faced with a monster far exceeding the power of a nuclear bomb, there is no safer strategy than staying away from it.
Everyone in the house Central City the same thought: How could this monster be a madman?
How wonderful it would be if another moral exemplar like Superman emerged!
At that moment, the high-ranking officials in the United States finally understood how valuable Superman was, and they all made a decision: they should maintain a good relationship with Superman in the future, so that at least when Shazo, that madman, went berserk, there would be Superman to keep him in check.
From that day on, all the negative news about Superman disappeared, and all the news media unanimously praised Superman, calling him the moral standard of the modern era.
He possessed Gods power yet insisted on doing good and never committed evil; he was falsely accused yet still trusted the judiciary and did not seek revenge privately.
Superman, he can be called a saint!
Clark Kent was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand how his reputation could have reversed so 180 degrees overnight, but not understanding didn't stop him from being happy.
Moreover, her mother successfully obtained a loan, and she happily quit her job at the restaurant and returned home to run her beloved Farm.
Clark's own life suddenly improved. His news interviews were frequently published in newspapers and on television, and he received promotions and raises one after another, quickly becoming a star reporter for the newspaper.
Everything started to look wonderful.
Clark Kent was simply naive enough, having been taught by old Kent and Martha, but he was definitely not a fool, and he soon figured out why he was suddenly doing well.
So, that night, after putting Lois to sleep, he went alone to the balcony of the apartment and looked out at the "Fantastic" Forest, which he could no longer see clearly.
He raised the wine glass he had specially taken out and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Shazo."
The United States. government's secrecy is a joke; anything known to just two people will soon be known to the powerful figures in power.
Now that they know there's a monster who can kill them at any time, and that he's a madman, the big shots aren't going to be foolish enough to avoid him.
No, that's wrong. The nature of capital is to increase its value, and the primary job of capitalists is to pursue profits. They are never aloof or indifferent.
When capital faces violence that it is powerless to eliminate but may be eliminated by the other side, it will not hesitate to grovel before it for its own safety.
Even capitalists cannot refuse, otherwise they will be abandoned by capital.
However, there are rules to sycophancy. If you start fawning over someone without doing any research, you might end up making a fool of yourself and not even know how you died.
The resourceful capitalist quickly gathered all of Shazo's intelligence, not just starting with his killing of the Joker, but also including his childhood experience of begging for a living.
When all the information is put together, a smart person will naturally see the main storyline hidden in a series of frenzied killings after Shazo killed the Joker.
An intelligence expert from the intelligence agency said incredulously, "That person's goal was actually... to protect the ordinary people of Gotham?"
The intelligence experts themselves found it hard to believe, so they joined forces with psychologists, criminal profilers, serial killer case experts, and anti-gang crime experts to conduct a second and third analysis.
The final conclusion remains the same: Shazo killed people in order to protect the Gotham City.
Everyone was stunned.
"Incredible!"
"Can we use this to control him?"
"Are you crazy?"
"Yeah! If you fucking want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
"Young man, look closely at that man's actions. He's protecting the whole, not just any individual."
"Didn't you realize how cruel that person was?"
"To kill that monster, Doomsday, who destroyed half of Gotham and killed tens of thousands of Gotham City, did you notice him hesitate for even a second?"
"That person isn't Superman; he's wise to the point of absolute rationality and calm to the point of absolute ruthlessness. That's the best protector."
"Yes, with such protection, no one can find a loophole; they can only offer help and curry favor with him in a straightforward manner, according to his wishes."
"Haha, it's simple, it's just buying peace of mind. Spending money for that person is perfectly reasonable!"
"Yes! That makes perfect sense!"
As a result, large amounts of United States capital poured into Gotham, investing recklessly in "loss-making" projects such as infrastructure, public welfare, healthcare, and social security.
These projects aren't actually losing money; it's just that the payback period is too long, making them unprofitable compared to the high returns in the financial market.
However, the investment in Gotham City is not for profit, but a necessary investment to reduce risk, and no one will complain about it.
With massive amounts of capital invested, dozens of firms emerged in Gotham City, naturally creating competition.
Competition unleashed the potential of capital, rekindling the vibrant, competitive energy of early capitalism.
Competition also led to capital naturally relinquishing profits, resulting in a surge in the living standards of Gotham City and further shrinking the environment for gang survival.
Gangs are essentially businesses, and when a more lucrative legitimate business emerges, gangs will voluntarily go legit, leading to a visible improvement in Gotham City's security.
So Shazo settled contentedly in his Forest, and everyone else felt satisfied.
This money was well spent!