Smart, Leverage

When Death Knell groggily woke up, he was jolted awake and suddenly remembered that he must have been trampled down from the fourteenth floor by Ba Di, who had stepped on his chest.

The strengthening potion Jenny made for him was truly remarkable. Even with his sternum shattered, when he woke up, he still felt a tingling sensation in his bones, clearly indicating that the healing process had never stopped.

Judging from the situation, it has only been a few hours. Even with such a collapsed and shattered sternum, such a serious injury should be enough to heal completely without any damage.

"Um!"

He snorted through his nose, his eyelids suddenly opened, and the pupil in his single eye contracted. He instantly regained consciousness in the hazy white light, and when he recalled his serious injury and failure this time, his eyes revealed a heavy and serious expression.

He was slumped in a chair, in a posture somewhat like Ge You's slouch, with no feeling in his hands and feet. He could feel his body, but he couldn't move it no matter what he did.

It has been paralyzed.

Dislocation of hands and feet, and numbness in the body that prevents movement, as the nerve information system cannot transmit signals and the body cannot be controlled.

His heart sank.

His eyes fell on Ba Di, who had been standing by the window and was now walking towards him. His white clothes, even after such a fierce battle, were not stained with any mud or dirt. His figure was still imposing and exuded a detached elegance as he surveyed the surroundings.

Each step felt like walking on a towering mountain, bringing a heavy, suffocating pressure.

"The recovery is going well. Jenny is truly a genius."

"Look at the wound on Death Knell's chest," Ba Di said, nodding and praising.

To understand how human cells absorb the sun's energy, regulate human cells, enhance cytoplasmic energy, and allow the entire genome to withstand maximum stress, thereby strengthening the human body, is truly a genius approach.

Although doing so would leave Death Knell with only five years to live.

Death Knell's sharp eyes stared at Ba Di, and he let out a disdainful snort, "Trying to confirm her life or death from my mouth?"

Ba Di chuckled.

"From what you just said, I know that Jenny has given birth," Ba Di said, his expression indifferent and unreadable.

Death Knell suddenly burst into laughter, laughing inexplicably for a while, "Haha... you thought you had everything under control?"

"When you meet Jenny, I'm curious to see how you'll react."

Upon hearing the Death Knell knell's words, Ba Di frowned slightly.

"It seems that Jenny has done something stupid."

"Jenny, this woman is indeed a bit stupid, even though she has survived."

"Do you hate me...?"

"You've become so powerful, did Jenny also create some kind of potion to make herself stronger?"

Death Knell closed his one eye; he had undergone the most professional interrogation and could control his heartbeat to avoid lying.

However, it failed to control blood vessels, hair follicles, and subconscious reactions deep within the body.

Ba Di's penetrating eyes see through everything.

Death Knell's body is 'speaking'.

He nodded. "I see. It seems something happened to that silly woman, Jenny."

"If you can become like this, she can only become stronger. Is she filled with hatred for me?"

"Yes, that's good."

Ba Di fully understood that Death Knell wanted to hide things about Jenny.

Simply put, he understood it from just a few sentences.

Jenny hates him—the pharmaceutical company—to become powerful—potentially super powerful but short-lived.

The fact that he was short-lived can be seen from the lifespan of Death Knell's body cells.

Death Knell's expression was somber; he knew that Ba Di had guessed Jenny's days were numbered from just a few words.

Death Knell sneered, "What a pity? The woman you love, you shot her in the Negative First Floor the Underground Research Institute to save her life, and that's how she survived."

"But the woman who stayed behind now hates you, she's become like a monster, her personality has changed drastically, she hates you like crazy, she wants to kill you."

"She doesn't understand, and doesn't accept, the life you've given her."

Ba Di suddenly laughed.

"Sorry, you've got something wrong."

"I have given her a chance to live."

"She is just my slave. If she tries to attack me, she will only die."

"How can a slave rebel against his master?!"

Ba Di's gaze was gentle, with a smile on his face.

It seems that these intelligent people all believe that they love Jenny very much.

But they never knew that Ba Di was capable of loving those who loved him, and if he stopped loving them, he might as well just die.

Anyone who rebels against you, doesn't follow your will, has opinions, or dares to attack you, just crush them.

Simple, straightforward egoism.

Death Knell sat slumped in his chair, his heart sinking into an icy abyss, utterly chilled.

He lost another bargaining chip, another chip that would allow him to survive under Ba Di.

Ba Di may not care about Jenny as much as he thinks.

"Then, let's talk about your identity, an alien."

"An alien whose identity is still unknown to the American Upper Class."

"Let's make an exchange: my life and your identity."

Death Knell lowered his head, his eyes sharp.

He made preparations before coming to fight Ba Di.

I considered a clean and decisive victory.

I also considered a fierce battle, comparable to a Hollywood blockbuster, and then I lost.

But to his dismay, it turned into another crushing battle. He was trampled by Ba Di in just two moves and fell from the fourteenth floor, severely injured and unconscious.

However, until he arrived, he had made ample preparations for failure and had prepared to threaten Ba Di's life.

"My identity? An alien. Very well, tell me, and I might consider it."

Ba Di smiled, but his eyes were cold and sharp. His right hand was supporting his left hand, his thumb rubbing against his palm as he began to think.

The identity of an alien is ultimately unacceptable to human society.

Once they find out, it will cause a huge uproar.

Regardless of the company or lifestyle, the American Upper Class will not allow Ba Di to develop gangs here with impunity.

This is not the era of heroes; this era is in the midst of the Cold War with the Soviet Union, making it even more dangerous.

He might be discovered and join either the Soviet Union or the United States, but he would be watched forever and would never be free, he was certain of that, and he knew it.

Because I am too terrifying.

They won't let an alien go so easily, like they do in TV series or movies.

Even in TV series and movies, there are some conflicts in the portrayal, and in the end, the aliens are integrated into society, but in reality, that's not the case.

Reality isn't a TV drama. Once the entire American Military mobilizes, anything that Ba Di organized here will vanish instantly, and he'll be relentlessly pursued and captured.

They even know that he will become stronger by constantly sunbathing, and they might just use a nuclear bomb to wipe him out.

After all, it's terrifying and frightening that sunbathing can make you so powerful.

"You have a quick way to become powerful, with an invulnerable body and eyes that emit intense heat rays."

Death Knell's sharp eyes, like those of an eagle, stared at Ba Di.

Suddenly, he said, "Is it sunbathing?"

He spoke with unwavering resolve, gritting his teeth as he said it.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to possess more than ten times the strength they had at the military base so quickly.

The sun is his source of energy! Even with ten times his own strength, facing a strike from thirty tons of force, plus that weapon forged from superalloy steel, even with ten times the force, it's impossible to pinch it with just two fingers.

He possesses even greater power.

This increase in power was completely illogical, instantly reminding Death Knell of the Underground Research Institute where, after being exposed to the sun, Ba Di seemed to have his genes activated, becoming incredibly powerful and breaking free from the radiofrequency needles that had paralyzed him.

He was also an extremely intelligent person, and at the crucial moment, he figured out the reason why Ba Di had become so powerful.

From Nevada to the Metropolis, spanning most of the United States, there was simply no way that Ba Di could manufacture or research anything to make himself stronger.

His rise to power and the building of his influence did indeed begin in the Metropolis.

He had no funds, no people, and no equipment.

Only the sun helped him grow stronger.

This power is terrifying.

Death Knell grinned maliciously. "So that's how it is. If the entire American Upper Class military knew that you had grown so powerful, that you were such a terrifying alien, they would probably sacrifice the lives of twelve million people in Metropolis to destroy you. You alien who came to invade Earth!"

Ba Di rubbed his right thumb against his left palm, gazing indifferently down at the Death Knell.

"You are very smart."