"So you threatened S.H.I.E.L.D. like that?"
After secretly seeing Clark and the others off, Lex stared at Dilos with a blank expression. His gaze made Dilos's scalp tingle.
"Threatened to attack S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters? Even the White House?"
Lex suddenly gritted his teeth. "Are you trying to start a world war right here in the United States?"
"Calm down, Lex. I was just trying to scare them." Dilos shrank back. "Besides, it's not like I can actually do it."
"But in a year or two, your physical abilities will naturally reach that level. Then you'll be able to, right?"
Lex wasn't so easy to fool. He shot Dilos a glare and said irritably, "You're not really planning to do it, are you?"
"Like I said, I was just trying to scare them. If I actually did that, how could I carry out my plans later?"
Dilos shrugged helplessly. "They don't know whether I can really do it, and right now they don't dare risk finding out. After all, when I fought them, I completely crushed them—and I didn't even look injured or tired. That gave them the impression that I really could do it. Whatever the case, they won't dare act recklessly for a while."
"Fine." Lex rubbed his forehead, looking exasperated. "There's just been too much going on lately. I don't even know how to deal with it all."
"Like your hair growing back?"
Dilos glanced at Lex's once-bald head, now covered in thick, bristly red hair. He looked surprised. "Honestly, Lex, I never expected my serum to make hair grow."
"That's not all." Lex shook his head. "After some tests, I found that my immune cells have gotten stronger, too. They just can't suppress the other hormones secreted by my body like they used to. That's why my hair