Human

Cosmic Biotechnology Co., Ltd..

Second floor.

Sunlight streamed in through the open glass windows of the clean, white corridor.

The sunlight illuminated the tiny dust particles and floating particles drifting in the air. The environment was quiet, and the sunlight was still and warm.

Ba Di stood tall, its eyes gazing up at the sun, silent and still.

He rarely looked up at anything, but he had to look up at the sun and yearned for its sunlight.

The sunlight granted him power: eyes that could see a thousand miles, Penetrating Sight, high-temperature rays, Microscopic Vision, ears that could hear in all directions, unparalleled power, the power to shatter the earth.

Sunlight is his lifeblood and the source of his strength.

It's almost ten o'clock now. The sun is a warm yellow, very beautiful, reflecting warmth.

In his eyes, the sun refracted colors more magnificent than a rainbow, some of which were even invisible to the human eye.

The human eye can only perceive a very narrow Lightray, from red to violet, about 780 to 380 nanometers, known as the visible spectrum. However, there are still very high and very low wavelengths of light that are invisible. But Ba Di can see and perceive all of these, much more than the average human eye.

The sunlight refracted in his eyes, seemingly transforming into points and lines, vibrating and transmitting, and was received by him.

His white figure, bathed in sunlight, radiated a divine glow.

However.

Sudden.

It's as if they've fallen from their pedestal.

The sunlight paused for a moment, hovering around him for a brief instant before not entering his body again.

He felt as if every cell in his body had slumped down, too lazy to move, as lethargic as the weak, powerless moan of someone with a high fever. In an instant, he went from being lively and greedy to being completely still, unwilling to absorb even a ray of sunlight.

His right hand trembled slightly, and his expression as he silently gazed at the sun changed.

A sudden feeling of weakness crept into his right fingertips, a sense of frailty creeping up his arm. It felt like an uncontrollable spasm, or like numb tendons, tingling and then going limp, as if his bones couldn't muster any strength.

His neural transmission system was delayed, and his five senses gradually contracted. His ears could no longer hear people speaking a kilometer away, his eyes could no longer penetrate obstacles and could not see a thousand miles away, and he could no longer emit Heat Vision.

My body is decaying.

Fifteen meters away, Mike came running out of the elevator, still a burly man, a tall, strong Russia man with big, serious eyes and a rugged face. His silence was enough to frighten a child. He was carrying a black briefcase.

Turning the corner, he saw Ba Di sunbathing expressionlessly. His white figure was still tall, but his aura was different from before, and there was a hint of ordinariness to it.

When he saw Ba Di, he suddenly had a strange feeling that he was different from the Ba Di he knew. They were sunbathing in the same sun, but for some reason, there was something different about them.

Ba Di is a person.

It doesn't feel like God.

He kept his doubts to himself and strode toward Ba Di.

In the clean, white corridor, the sunlight reflected off the walls, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Footsteps echoed as they approached Ba Di.

As Mike drew closer, Ba Di became increasingly ordinary.

But his spine remained straight, his face remained expressionless, and he stood there as before.

His body gradually deteriorated, his eyesight narrowed, and his hearing diminished, as if rewinding to when he was weak.

The cells seem to absorb solar energy, producing an acidic green substance in the genes that corrodes the muscle cells and platelets. What was once a mighty river of blood is now gradually turning into a sluggish, muddy mess.

The heart no longer beats as strongly as before, and the bones are corroded by acidic green substances, making them extremely fragile.

Mike came within two meters, Ba Di had completely transformed into an ordinary person, weaker than ever before.

But he was still basking in the sun, his face unchanged, gazing up at the sun.

"I'll crush you sooner or later."

Ba Di looked up at the sun and said something, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he had boundless ambition and a grand and unparalleled aspiration to conquer the world and control the stars.

Mike suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, and a burning heat rose in his heart, a restless flame within him, his blood surging and ready to ignite.

As I got closer to Ba Di, I felt more and more that Ba Di was just an ordinary person sunbathing.

This puzzled him.

Where has that divine aura gone?

Where has the domineering god, the king who radiates boundless brilliance, looks down upon the world, and holds absolute power over all, gone?

You are the one who submits to the gods.

Why is it that the closer I get, the more I feel that Ba Di is just like an ordinary person?

He was puzzled.

But when Ba Di shouted at the sun, "I'll crush you sooner or later," it suddenly made his blood boil.

It was still the same voice, the same imposing presence, the same king, the same deity looking down upon the world—nothing had changed.

Even without radiance, he still possessed an imposing aura that drove people mad, making them worship his god like madmen.

His words, his expressions, every single one of them inspired a frenzied devotion to him.

He is God.

Mike suddenly felt an urge to kneel down beside him; this awe-inspiring presence overwhelmed him with excitement and pride.

Even Mike didn't know why, but when Ba Di said he wanted to crush the sun, he felt that Ba Di would definitely be able to do it in the future.

As for myself, I'll just wait and see the sun go out.

Witness the existence of that moment.

His eyes were wide open, so wide they were almost sore, and tears were welling up in them. With a hint of Delirium in them, he stood breathing heavily beside Ba Di. Ba Di didn't say anything, so he just stood there quietly.

One meter, the body descends to the level of an ordinary person, so fast it's suffocating. The body is gradually corroded by the acidic green substance produced. At this rate, after about half an hour, obvious green veins will appear on the surface of the body.

She's already this weak without even coming into contact with Kryptonite.

Ba Di remained expressionless as he looked away from the sun. At that moment, his eyes, like any ordinary person, were stinging from staring directly at it, causing his tear ducts to ache.

At this moment, the sun was no longer his source of strength, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

This feels like a betrayal. Why did the one who was supposed to protect him and give him strength suddenly abandon him when he had Kryptonite? Why is the light no longer shining on him?

If you can always be my source of strength, I will protect you even if it means giving my blood and drying up my own body! Because of the influence of Kryptonite, even his spirit was affected. It wasn't weakness, but something complex emerged from his memories and thoughts.

It's terrifying, it drives people crazy.

It made him think of very bad things.

It gave him the idea of squashing the sun.

In the future, if one day he reigns supreme over the universe, he will definitely swallow the sun whole to see what it tastes like, and he will also squeeze the sun like a marble.

The sun, at this moment, stung his eyes and gave rise to a crazy idea.

His genes already had problems, and now that he's in close contact with Kryptonite, the problems seem to have gotten even worse.

Ba Di felt as if he wanted to scream and rage from the bottom of his heart to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

His face was expressionless now, a result of his own deep suppression.

He controlled his mental state with strong willpower, managing to suppress this abnormal mental state.

"Explain the situation."

When Ba Di spoke, his voice was not weak, his indifferent expression remained unchanged, and he showed no signs of mental or physical change.

Mike handed him a photo.

The background of the photo is a cornfield with rows of green corn stalks standing upright. The wind blows the corn stalks to the side, and the long leaves flutter in the air. The sky is azure with a few white clouds.

The Kent Couple that Ba Di met were smiling brightly and happily in the sunlight. The woman was holding a baby in her arms, and the baby in the swaddling clothes had a pair of bright blue eyes that looked curiously at the camera. At their feet, a white wolf-like dog seemed to be watching the baby in the woman's arms with a wide-open grin like a husky. It looked very funny, and its eyes seemed to have thoughts in them. It was smiling with great satisfaction.

Ba Di stared intently at the photo, his gaze shifting from Superman to a dog.

"It happened a little over a week ago. It looked like a shooting star was falling from the sky, but there was no sign of it actually falling."

"We visited posing as journalists. The Kent Couple had just taken in an abandoned baby and a dog a week earlier."