DC Tyrant
Chapter 242

Luther

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Emperor Tower.

Lex Luthor's office.

Lex Luthor, positioned on the second tier of the Ba Di pyramid power structure, wields exceptionally great power over the Ba Miu Luo Di Group's business affairs.

It can be said that Lex Luthor played an indispensable role in the development of the Ba Miu Luo Di Group to its current status as one of the world's leading commercial enterprises.

His office was just one floor below the Ba Di, and through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the magnificent view of the entire Metropolis.

Whenever the golden sunlight bathes the buildings of the Metropolis, illuminating the beautiful city, his eyes sweep across it, and seeing all this, he can't help but feel a faint sense of satisfaction, a smile playing on his lips.

The changes and constructions in many parts of the Metropolis, and indeed in many parts of the world, were largely due to his efforts.

This act of gradually transforming a dilapidated and backward Metropolis, changing the very lifeline of the world, and leading the world forward fills him with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

He witnessed everything, from the nothingness of Ba Miu Luo Di to his miraculous existence, to being worshipped as a god, and then to the ability to control the nations of the world. Although military operations were not within his scope of work, he could still see the whole operation from the slightest clues about the mobilization of economic resources.

"His Majesty is about to take action."

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making his crisp white suit feel slightly warm, and his round, bald head felt even hotter, making his skin feel burning.

He observed and guessed the entire operation of Ba Di by observing the movement of supplies by His Majesty; it was not difficult to predict at all.

Ba Di's army is not entirely composed of Kryptonian or superhumans. A larger portion consists of human soldiers equipped with advanced technology. Soldiers from more than a dozen countries are under his rule, forming a massive army capable of conquering any country.

Lex Luthor glanced at the computer screen with his shrewd eyes, but the thought only flashed through his mind before he ignored it; he did not have the authority to conduct military operations, and besides, he was currently the scientist in charge of research on the Doomsday Cell engineering, focusing on the greater Doomsday.

In his mind, the entire Earth was no longer as important as the achievements of Doomsday.

The actual future evolution of Doomsday stirred a burning passion within him. This was a true monster weapon, a powerful weapon capable of Destruction gods, and it was terrifying.

Although it is not even one percent complete yet, according to Lex Luthor's prediction, it is a monster weapon that can be truly tested.

With Doomsday, one can destroy the rule of anyone, the rule of any god, at any time!

He closed some of the reports on the allocation of supplies and went straight to the results of the dozens of recent Doomsday Cell tests to look at them. With a serious expression, he carefully compared and pondered the results.

The sunlight gently illuminated the floating dust particles in the office.

The office was quiet, with only the occasional sound of Lex Luthor typing on his keyboard.

With a 'bang'.

The office door was rudely flung open, and the person who entered, with a gloomy face, slammed the door shut and locked it.

Lex Luthor glanced at the newcomer, Mike, whose imposing figure, filling out his oversized suit, moved toward him like a mountain.

Luther, who knew Mike's personality well, wasn't surprised by Mike's eccentric behavior. He and Mike both disliked each other and sometimes mocked each other, but it was tolerable.

Luther turned his attention back to his computer screen.

Mike, his face grim, strode over to Lex Luthor's desk, holding a yellow paper bag of documents, and slammed the bag down in front of Luther's desk.

"Luther! How dare you betray His Majesty!"

Mike's face was grim, and his eyes blazed with furious growls.

Mike clenched his fists, panting with rage, possessing the terrifying aura of a furious bear. His powerful, muscular physique made it seem as if his clothes were about to explode from his fury.

Luther's expression froze as he looked at the computer screen, his eyes moving without any change to Mike's angry expression.

Mike would never call himself Luther.

Mike will always act like a senior, calling Luther "Luther the kid," and his tone will always be sarcastic, jealous, and resentful that he is being given more important roles by Ba Di.

Mike is very loyal to Ba Di.

Mike, too, is not a rough man in appearance; at the very least, he has a uniquely sensitive heart and mind.

Even if he were to betray him, the man wouldn't be angry and resentful towards him. Instead, he would report it directly or simply kill him cleanly and decisively.

Anger is meaningless.

Luther glanced at Mike and immediately sensed his unfamiliarity, incongruity, and some of Mike 'Mike subtle mannerisms. He didn't see anything like the angry Mike he was looking for.

For example, when Mike is dissatisfied, he will slap the fleshy part of his face, widen his eyes, bite his left canine tooth hard, and inhale through his nose with a slight breath-holding motion, like a leopard about to fight and hunt, subconsciously preparing to crush itself at any moment.

Luther saw none of these things in the Mike standing before him.

"Shouldn't you be going back to Te Gu Si Guo?"

He looked away, picked up the yellow paper bag containing the documents on the table, and began to read them calmly.

Luther's eyes quickly scanned the information in the document.

This is about the collection of advanced military equipment over the past few years, the location of warehouses, transportation routes, and so on.

"Stop changing the subject, Luther. This is the list of routes and locations you've provided to Death Knell in Africa over the past few years, allowing him to ambush and kill our military supplies and equipment. It includes various types of Iron Man Armor, Land-based Individual Exoskeleton Armor, Naval Warfare Whale Fish Transformation Battle Suit, Electromagnetic Guns, and Energy Gun."

"No wonder Death Knell has been able to keep causing trouble for our Ba Miu Luo Di Group and steal a lot of our stuff. It turns out you were the mole!"

Mike was breathing heavily through his nostrils in anger, his eyes were wide open as if about to burst, his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles were cracking, making his clothes look like they were about to burst – it was quite frightening.

Luther looked at the document and nodded slightly. The document was quite detailed, but it also contained a few deliberately simplistic errors.

If nothing unexpected happens, this item can be obtained either from His Majesty's supreme-authority AI or from Death Knell, who participated in the robbery.

It suddenly dawned on me that this Mike... was connected to Death Knell.

"Yes, it's me."

Luther put down the documents and calmly admitted that he was the mole.

The air quieted down slightly.

Sunlight shines in the air, amidst the floating dust, creating a serene stillness.

Luther's meaningful gaze calmly met Mike's.

At this moment, after Luther's calm admission, his meaningful gaze seemed to stare directly into Mike's heart.

Mike's angry expression suddenly changed to calm as he met Luther's gaze.

The two seemed to be right in front of each other, sparking a battle of wits.

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