The Flash

A few days passed.

Chu Hang found an inconspicuous apartment in Metropolis and settled in.

For the next few days, he did nothing but sit by the window and soak up the sun.

The yellow sun was like a power bank that never ran dry, pouring energy into him without end. He could feel his Kryptonian constitution slowly merging with his other powers. Every cell in his body seemed to come alive, growing tougher and stronger.

His injuries had healed long ago, without even leaving a scar.

He tested the abilities his new body had given him.

Super Hearing.

The moment he focused, the sounds of the entire city rushed into his head. A couple arguing downstairs. Beans grinding at a corner café. A subway train roaring over tracks miles away. Even a cat jumping down from a wall.

The flood of information nearly made his head explode. But he soon learned to filter it, tuning in to the sounds he wanted like stations on a radio.

Then came X-Ray Vision.

He looked at his hand. His gaze passed through skin and flesh to the white bones beneath. Beyond them lay the apartment wall, the steel bars and wiring inside it, the show his neighbor was watching, and the sewer pipes beneath the street.

The ability was useful, but it could easily invade other people's privacy. Chu Hang decided not to use it unless he had to.

Every day, he spent hours sweeping the planet with Super Hearing, searching for anything unusual like a tireless radar.

He heard mysterious chanting deep in the Amazon Rainforest, the steady heartbeat of a city beneath the Atlantic Ocean, and the sound of Gotham City's dark knight swinging through the night on a grappling line.

They were all future prey, but he was in