Earth-19999

Inside the spaceship that had slumbered on Earth for over eighteen thousand years, Luthor stood face-to-face with Superman.

In the water behind them, a massive embryo constantly writhed, the monster brewing within on the verge of emerging.

"What is that?"

Superman was not afraid of monsters. After all, he was simply too powerful. How could a strong man be scared away by just any creature?

Faced with Superman's indifference, Luthor was utterly enraged, his anger stemming more from Superman's disregard for him.

He raised his injured hand, pulling away the bandages around the wound as he shouted excitedly yet apprehensively.

"That is an abomination from ancient Krypton, blood of my blood—and your Doomsday!"

Splat!!!

The embryo, roughly four meters in diameter, shattered instantly, and a pair of enormous black hands reached out from within.

Those hands tore the amniotic membrane apart before pulling the body free.

At once, a black monster over five meters tall appeared fully in Superman's sight.

Yet Superman was not only unafraid, but actually somewhat curious.

That curiosity even made him briefly forget his hatred for Luthor.

Superman asked softly.

"Is that all? What about the other one? The smaller one?"

"Hm? Which one?"

Even Luthor was startled by Superman's question. He instinctively turned to look at the water, but in the now blood-red genetic fluid, there was nothing else!

But Superman was absolutely certain of his judgment. Though he could not see the thing's exact location, he had clearly heard a fourth heartbeat at the scene!

He pointed at Doomsday, who was tearing the slime from his body.

"Right beneath that big guy. Something woke up with him. Did you wrap it in lead?"

As he spoke, Superman tapped his ear.

"I don't know what you're hiding, but sorry, while I can't see through your design, I can hear that thing's heartbeat!"

The moment he finished speaking, Superman distinctly heard that heartbeat become slightly erratic.

Beneath the water, inside another small biological cocoon with barely any presence at all, a man encased in thick ice revealed a helpless expression.

That man was Heisenberg, the ninth-generation only son of the old Hai family on Earth.

He was also now a transmigrator in the DC movie world!

Two years earlier...

Inside the ancient Kryptonian Spaceship, an armored figure was speaking to another man in robes.

"Jor-El, my data has overwritten your control of this spaceship. You have lost your authority."

"Yes, everything is about to go as you wish, but I have greater faith in my son. He will defeat you, Zod!"

"Really? A man raised by Earthlings on a farm, who has never undergone war training, will defeat me, a general tempered by countless battles?"

Hearing his old friend Jor-El's words, General Zod laughed mercilessly.

"Only a traitor like you could say something so naïve. Goodbye."

Click!

Zod drove the identity key fully into the console, and Jor-El's image shattered instantly.

With that detestable man gone, Zod turned his attention to the spaceship's database. He desperately needed to find the Codex he had dreamed of.

Only by finding the Codex could Zod rebuild his race and make the name of the Kryptonians resound through the universe once more!

Unfortunately, he was ultimately disappointed.

The Codex had not been hidden here by that damned Kal-El.

But as if by miracle, although there was no Codex, Zod still discovered something.

Or rather, someone.

"General Zod, please do not make any contact with the criminal buried within the spaceship!"

"Reminder once again, General Zod. Contact with the criminal imprisoned within the spaceship is forbidden!"

When Zod examined the spaceship's oldest and most primitive operational records, the ship's intelligence tried to stop him with those warnings.

This left Zod deeply puzzled. There was actually a criminal here?

"Retrieve the criminal's records. Why did neither Jor-El nor Kal-El know about this criminal?"

"General, Leader Jor-El of the Academy of Sciences once accessed the criminal's information as well, but he buried it before Kal-El discovered it!"

"Hm? He did that? Forget it, retrieve the records," General Zod said with a nod.

"Yes. The criminal is named Heisenberg, 64th Elder Council Member of Krypton, final executor of Operation: Glory, a butcher who slaughtered more than seven hundred of his own kind. Crime: treason."

The instant the ship's intelligence finished speaking, Zod's eyes widened.

He could not help recalling that massacre from long ago!

Long, long ago, Krypton had been obsessed with outward expansion. Countless Kryptonians plundered and conquered throughout the universe, treating conquest as glory and naming it Operation: Glory.

But that operation came to an end eighteen thousand years ago.

Eighteen thousand years ago, a Kryptonian Elder named Heisenberg led the Academy of Sciences in breaking the rules Krypton had maintained for a hundred thousand years, conducting in-depth research into the secrets of Kryptonian bloodline.

Not only that!

To speed up the development of other planets in the universe, Elder Heisenberg even developed monsters based on Kryptonian genes and fused with various mutant genes.

Those monsters could not be controlled. They caused enormous chaos on Krypton, and at least one-third of all Kryptonians died in their slaughter.

The method of creating those monsters was sealed away by Krypton, and Krypton gave those monsters a name: Doomsday.

After that, Elder Heisenberg lost his inherited status and was hunted down by the Kryptonian Guard.

But as the shared leader of the Kryptonian Academy of Sciences and Kryptonian military at the time, Heisenberg's personal strength created endless trouble for those trying to capture him!

At the cost of more than seven hundred Kryptonian lives, Heisenberg was imprisoned. Under Kryptonian law at the time, he was sent into a random-jump spaceship from which there was no return and launched into distant space.

Operation: Glory ended there, and Krypton never again dared conduct research into genetics.

Krypton's fear of the possibility of genetic mutation even made them afraid to allow children to be born naturally.

After all, natural birth brought limitless possibilities for life.

From then on, they sealed every outstanding Kryptonian gene into storage, forming the Codex that had been passed down to this day.

Every child was born by selecting the appropriate information from the Codex, cultivated in Krypton's specialized Genesis Chamber, harvested by Kryptonian Scavenger Beasts, and raised in Kryptonian Nurseries.

In short, Heisenberg, who left Zod so conflicted, had once been the Elder Kryptonians hated most and the creator of Krypton's great catastrophe.

Even though Zod now needed every Kryptonian's strength, he still did not dare release Heisenberg from his prison.

He shook his head.

"Keep him imprisoned!"

"Yes!"

One day earlier...

Alexander Luthor, the new head of LuthorCorp, entered the Kryptonian Spaceship now heavily surrounded by the US Government, carrying a case containing five pieces of fingertip skin.

This Kryptonian Spaceship had crashed during the Superman incident two years ago, and after Superman brought it down, it had remained here ever since.

If the spaceship did not wish to fly, Earth's technology had no way to move it.

Luthor slowly pressed the fingertip skin onto his own fingers. He had used Kryptonite to cut those five pieces of skin from General Zod's remains.

And this allowed him to enter the spaceship's command room.

Walking all the way to the spaceship's core, Luthor obtained control authority over the ship to his complete satisfaction under the intelligent system's guidance.

He placed Zod's remains into a small creation chamber that resembled a water surface, then cut open his own hand and let his blood flow over General Zod.

At his command, the creation chamber began operating. A monster combining the genes of General Zod and Alexander Luthor was about to emerge.

Countless streams of energy converged upon the spaceship, and half the United States' electricity was ruthlessly seized by this ancient Kryptonian Spaceship.

But Luthor did not know.

As energy gathered on a massive scale, the ancient Kryptonian buried within the spaceship regained his life as well.

Before Heisenberg had even awakened, a hollow voice had already sounded in his mind.

"The multiversal plane has been bound. Bound individual: Origin Earth soul Heisenberg. Bound body: DC Universe Kryptonian Elder Heisenberg. Identity fusion in progress."

All that above was bullshit. In any case, Heisenberg had awakened—completely awakened!

At the same time, countless pieces of information and memories made him understand what had happened to him!

"Tsk, tsk. I lost two hundred and thirty thousand in cards last night, got worked up, and had a heart attack..."

"I died?"

"I transmigrated into the fucking ridiculous DC World?"

"I'm now Krypton's last hawkish Elder, the Kryptonian Heisenberg?"

"I was exiled and imprisoned for a full eighteen thousand years!!!"

"Now I'm alive again, on Earth in DC?"

"Heh heh..."

Heisenberg laughed silently. He had finally realized what he possessed.

A Kryptonian!

That was Superman's bloodline, coveted by countless people.

Indestructible strength, a body nearly immune to all harm, Heat Vision, Freeze Breath, speed infinitely close to light, free flight, and all kinds of abilities so absurd they might as well run on willpower!

With power like this, in the Marvel Universe, aside from a handful of mages, he was invincible!!!

Why the hell should he be cowardly anymore? He would never again settle for life as a corporate drone, hahaha!

Having figured everything out, Heisenberg immediately wanted to break free of his restraints. He wanted to enjoy life—he had to enjoy life!

Back then, whether they were rich or officials.

Or his superiors and clients.

Heisenberg had not dared disobey those people.

Even if they threw his dignity to the ground and stomped on it, Heisenberg still had to smile and praise them for stomping well!

What a powerful stomp. You can tell they're in great health.

But now, as a Kryptonian, Heisenberg wanted to tell everyone that everything they possessed was bullshit!

Only fists were the hard truth, and with these Kryptonian fists of mine, I'm the fucking hardest truth—the absolute truth!

Who else!!!

Who else can make me lower my head?

Who else can make me yield from the heart?

Who else can...?!!

Wait!

Heisenberg froze.

As the solid ice melted away, along with the spacetime matter Krypton used to imprison criminals.

Heisenberg finally saw his surroundings clearly.

Of course, he had watched Superman vs. Batman. He knew where he was, which meant he knew even better what that black monster glaring down at him was!

"Doomsday!"

Heisenberg instantly lost his nerve.

"System, get out here. Why did I revive together with Doomsday? I'm just an ordinary, weak, powerless Kryptonian!"

"I haven't basked under Earth's yellow sun. I can't fly yet, and I don't have Heat Vision. What am I supposed to use against Doomsday!"

"Even Superman, who had soaked up sunlight for over thirty years, got killed by Doomsday. What can I do? Hide?"

"I'd like to hide, but I can't even move right now, and Doomsday has already locked onto me!"

"At least let me move! I'll just rub against it, just once, once!!!"

That was right!!!

At that moment, Doomsday had also discovered Heisenberg buried deep within the creation chamber.

In Doomsday's eyes, Superman in the distance was far less appealing than this strange fellow Kryptonian below.

After all, one day earlier, infant Doomsday had already sensed an existence he hated intensely, continuously stealing the energy meant for his creation!

So Doomsday stretched out his huge hand and scooped up the spacetime matter enclosing Heisenberg.

The once incomparably hard spacetime matter was melting rapidly, and Heisenberg's face gradually appeared in Superman's sight.

"Damn it, what is this? Another Kryptonian?"

Luthor's astonished and frightened voice rang out without end.

But Heisenberg had no ability to answer.

The spacetime matter had yet to dissipate completely. He could not even move, and could only watch as Doomsday grabbed him and squeezed down viciously!

"Ahhh! You bastard, if you've got the guts, let me out of this thing first! I'll beat you to death myself!!!"

Wrapped in spacetime matter and unable to move at all, Heisenberg's mind rang with a silent wail.

It hurt. It hurt terribly.

The instant he had successfully transmigrated and come back to life, he was about to die.

Was he really going to die just like this?

"Detected that the host is about to suffer fatal damage. The host's working hours will now be advanced. A work universe will be randomly selected for deployment."

"Work location selected: Earth-19999, Marvel Universe."

"Anchoring the host's basic spacetime. Work deployment commencing. May the host begin work as soon as possible and contribute to the sustainable development of the multiverse!"

"Deployment complete!"

In but an instant, Heisenberg emerged from his pain and discovered that he had appeared in space.

And before him was that incomparably beautiful Earth...