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The basement was brightly lit, and various cold, steel instruments were displayed in glass cabinets.

The System's furious voice in his ear gradually faded. Before long, Alex could no longer hear the System's voice. It had probably cursed until its power ran out.

Alex didn't respond to its tirade. He took out a small, black USB-like device, half a finger in size, from one of the display cabinets filled with various strange, high-tech items.

The Digital Projection Mask.

It was similar to the device Harry used in the third season of The Flash, which could project a new face and cover one's original appearance with just a press.

Although it could maintain the disguise effect when worn around the neck, this little device wasn't that perfect or flawless.

For example, moving too fast or too slow, or turning one's head too quickly, could cause the projection to lag, resulting in pixelation and mosaic patterns. This could easily lead to a blurred face, with the projection struggling like electromagnetic interference, creating a series of revealing issues. It could only barely help Alex disguise himself as Martin Stein.

Alex also needed to dye his hair white, use the Bone Shrinking Technique to reduce his bone spacing to match Martin Stein's height, and slightly pad his mid-section to simulate a middle-aged man's belly. Combined with the Digital Projection Mask, he'd need to apply makeup to his hands to give them an aged appearance, and adjust his physique, spine, and demeanor. Ultimately, he needed to become a nuclear physicist in his fifties, possessing extensive knowledge and an elegant demeanor.

"Skynet, extract all videos of Martin Stein, create a three-dimensional image, build a dynamic model, and then download the projection to the Digital Projection Mask."

After issuing the command to Skynet, Alex opened another program and began working at his desk, his hands flying across the keyboard in a blur.

He had a lot to do. Besides impersonating the missing Martin Stein and memorizing his movements, habits, and mannerisms, he also needed to create a specialized sonar weapon based on Danton Black's physical examination and EEG reports.

This might not directly destroy Danton Black, but it could disrupt his brainwave frequencies within a certain range, preventing him from controlling his clones with his thoughts and rendering him incapable of controlling them.

Based on the pursuit in the lower city and the hexagonal algorithm used for surveillance range, Alex estimated that the Multiplicity's main body and its clones were about 5 kilometers apart. This was a considerable distance, but it wouldn't stump Alex. He would choose a suitable location to lure the Multiplicity out.

Additionally, Alex needed to compile half of the controlled nuclear fusion information in his mind into a report and send it to Central City's authoritative science and technology magazine.

The current time in the DC world was 2007. Technology was visibly advancing at an increasing pace. However, controlled nuclear fusion, such a powerful, clean, and pollution-free energy source, had not yet appeared, nor had alien technology significantly impacted Earth to this extent.

Therefore, the controlled nuclear fusion data Alex had in his mind could be considered a guide for future human research into nuclear fusion. Once published in Central City, it was bound to cause a massive sensation.

Alex's plan was simple: use Martin Stein to lure the Multiplicity out. Danton Black would absolutely not tolerate someone who had opposed him becoming a world-renowned figure, possessing more wealth than him, and achieving fame and success.

He himself was a wanted criminal, rejected by society, unable to appear openly, and unable to enjoy the superior material comforts. In contrast, Martin Stein, who had opposed him, was famous, praised by the public, possessed endless wealth, and enjoyed all the material life that Danton Black could only dream of. This immense disparity was enough to drive someone to insane jealousy. How could Danton Black possibly tolerate it?

Alex understood Danton Black perhaps even better than Danton Black understood himself.

Danton Black was a typical individual with intense jealousy, arrogance, a desire to enjoy all the world's pleasures, and a certain amount of ability. However, this ability was not commensurate with the scope of enjoyment he desired. He was someone who harbored envy but lacked the means. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stolen Stagg Industries' experimental equipment to sell for money, leading to Martin Stein discovering and reporting him.

The money he obtained from stealing and reselling the equipment was all squandered on food, drink, women, and gambling. He even incurred significant debts because of it. After being fired by Stagg Industries and finding himself at his wit's end, he used his abilities to commit jewel heists.

He had studied Danton Black thoroughly, understanding his psychological state and behavior inside and out.

Danton Black's first criminal act using his abilities, the jewel heist, was actually accompanied by fear and trepidation in his heart. The fact that he left the thirty million dollars worth of jewels at the hotel indicated his fear and unease. He rejected the jewels with an uneasy heart, perhaps feeling more fear than excitement.

It was too overwhelming. Thirty million dollars clouded his judgment, making him uncontrollably anxious about his future.

Al Swan pointing a gun at him on the spot directly facilitated his psychological transformation into a criminal. It was foreseeable that in the future, possessing superpowers would make him feel superior, more reckless, and completely uninhibited in causing harm.

Alex saw this clearly, and his guess was not wrong.

As he was engrossed in the basement, preparing the report and sending the controlled nuclear fusion data to various science and technology magazines, gradually building a reputation under Martin Stein's name, Alex's phone rang.

"Alex, the Multiplicity has committed another crime."

"He robbed two gun stores on High Street consecutively. The stores were completely ransacked."

"The police exchanged fire with him, and seven people died!"

"The firearms he now possesses are enough to arm a team of over a hundred men, combined with his abilities."

"Alex, I can't imagine it. He alone is a terrifying team. Even counter-terrorism forces would struggle to deal with him!"

"Perhaps only that guy in the red and blue suit, flying in the sky, with his invulnerable, steel body, could catch this guy!"

The Director sighed bitterly. The Multiplicity's threat was simply too great.

Especially in a city, if he cloned himself over a hundred times, each with an assault rifle, in a densely populated city, it would be a disaster. It would be the fastest formation of a terrorist team.

How terrifying? Let me explain. In a certain place, five terrorists once opened fire freely with assault rifles, killing 50 people in just a few minutes. The killing speed of firearms is more terrifying than imagined.

Moreover, this was over a hundred clones, over a hundred firearms. Director Mark couldn't even imagine how tragic the scene would be.

Most importantly, you couldn't capture him. Even if all the clones at the scene were eliminated, you wouldn't find his main body. He would still be at large, alive and well.

The next time he appeared, it would be another terrorist team.

Even though Director Mark had somewhat exaggerated the Multiplicity's threat in his imagination, when the Multiplicity robbed firearms and armed a hundred-person terrorist team, he realized he had still underestimated these superpowered individuals.

Director Mark's heart felt like cursing. He deeply resented Al Swan for stealing the credit! If Alex had punched this Multiplicity to death, there wouldn't be so many problems! It was all his fault for being meddlesome and deliberately intercepting information to show off. Damn it!

'This is the correct way to operate!'

A different glint flashed in Alex's eyes. This wasn't like the comics. In the comics, the Multiplicity used his fists, splitting into numerous clones, and engaged in close-quarters combat, but couldn't kill anyone for a long time.

Indeed, reality wasn't like the comics!

The Multiplicity's superpower, combined with firearms, was a perfect match. As long as you weren't as invulnerable and overwhelmingly strong as Superman, and as long as you were still afraid of firearms, he would be virtually fearless of anyone.

Even Alex, if caught off guard by him and surrounded by firearms, would be turned into a sieve.

Most importantly, if his clones died, he might even use them to strap on bombs and create suicide bombers. You truly couldn't fight him head-on.

"Mark, I'm almost ready. I need some manpower to await orders."

"Okay, I'll arrange it immediately!"