A blinding, cold light flashed.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray three-piece suit and carrying a briefcase walked in.
He had an indifferent expression, and was followed only by two military police officers wearing white helmets.
Upon seeing the appearance of the newcomer, Walker's expression changed.
"Deputy Minister Davis?! What brings you here...? But this is a high-security area during wartime, you have no authority—"
"Halt. Ninety seconds ago, your command was completely frozen by the White House bunker, Walker."
Davis walked through the smoke and dust and placed his briefcase on the corner of the table.
Then he pulled out a document stamped with a deep red special-grade official seal from his pocket and slammed it on the table.
"This is a top-level executive order from the Supreme Command... to rescind all coercive measures against United States. citizen ' John Kent '."
Davis stared directly at Walker and gave a cold snort.
"Release him on the spot and release him unconditionally."
"No... you, how could you!"
Walker stared at the digital key on the document, his chest heaving, and roared hoarsely:
" Davis! Are you crazy?! The spaceships in the sky are going to attack in a few hours!"
We have to use him to exchange for orbital time! And now you're telling me... you're going to release him?
Davis tilted his head slightly.
A fleeting, subtle blue glint appeared deep within those sunken eye sockets:
[WARNING: Target's surface temperature has reached a dangerous peak]
[Aerial Parallax pollution depth: 87.4%]
[Agreement Determines: The Foolish Actions of the Carbon-Based Military Are About to Trigger a Berserk Outbreak of a Suspected Krypton Sample]
[Execution: Forced Termination]
"This is not a negotiation... it's an order, General."
The civil official raised his hand and placed it on Walker's wrist, which was holding the gun.
"Ugh--"
Walker didn't even see the movement clearly before a sharp pain shot through his wrist, followed by an instant numbness in his entire arm.
The pistol clattered to the ground on the steel table.
"Back off."
The civil official coldly uttered two words.
Walker staggered back two steps, leaning against the corner of the wall, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Just that simple touch left me completely paralyzed and unable to utter a single word.
Then, Davis turned around and made a gesture to the military police officer beside him.
The military policeman strode forward, pulled out the highest-authority card, and shoved it into the slot.
"Click--"
The electric arc went out, and the tungsten handcuff, weighing tens of pounds, came loose and slammed heavily to the ground.
Captain John was undoubtedly annoyed by the interruption of takeoff.
He then slowly closed his fingertips, moved his "reddened" wrists, and stood up from the chair.
The two were less than a meter apart.
John looked down at the civil servant named Davis.
[ Insight ]
John could not hear any sound of blood flowing in the person in front of him, nor the faint sound of lung ventilation.
The only sound was a faint hum from certain components operating simultaneously at high frequencies.
"You guys... you're pretty punctual."
John said with great interest, "I never imagined that this earth would be home to nothing but a vile Satan like Lucifer."
There are even people who are completely mechanized.
This would be considered an extremely exaggerated thing even in the world of the Boys.
Not to mention, this seemingly fully robotic individual has actually managed to rise to the highest levels of the human hierarchy.
Upon hearing John's teasing remark, Davis's face remained expressionless.
He simply turned slightly to the side, guiding one hand towards the open, level passageway:
"The airspace is now fully open to you, Mr. Kent, the orphan of Krypton."
"Oh? Your information is quite accurate..."
John had a rough idea of what kind of people they were...
However, they seem unaware of this.
She still had one of their favorite rings on her hand.
"Since you're all so sensible, I won't hold it against you... But, well, that bastard Walker..."
Don't let him off so easily.
"I suspect he embezzled five million dollars. A law-abiding citizen like myself should get the reward for finding it."
John patted Davis on the shoulder, then turned and walked away into the open space without looking back.
Throughout the base, hundreds of soldiers stood motionless, weapons in hand.
Like a wax figure under a spell, Zun Zun watched John's long silhouette disappear down the corridor.
Not long after.
Nebraska wilderness, drop-off point at a vertical shaft.
A fierce wind whipped up yellow sand, howling across the Gobi Desert.
The once azure sky above us has long since changed color.
The gravitational field projected by the 3.8-mile-long mothership in near-Earth orbit.
It's as if an invisible giant hand has twisted the sea of clouds at the top of the atmosphere into a huge cyclone.
A white arc, occasionally cracked by a strong magnetic field, streaks across the leaden-gray cloud curtain.
"Where the hell did I end up...? Is this still United States?"
John stepped out of his camouflage bunker, his boots sinking into the sand dunes of the Gobi Desert.
"Whoosh--"
A long gust of wind blew his hood off, and his blond hair flew wildly in the sweltering air.
John stopped.
He slowly pulled his left hand out of the large pocket of his hoodie.
On my wrist, a watch with a matte finish has appeared out of nowhere.
Rolex Cosmograph Daytona, black Cerachrom ceramic bezel, Caliber 4130 movement
It's still a limited edition.
Well then... how about adding a touch of ceremony?
John lowered his eyes slightly and extended his long, strong index finger.
Click.
He gently lifted the chronograph pushers on the side of the crown and pressed them three times in succession.
"Rustling..."
A subtle high-frequency resonance suddenly erupted from the titanium mesh on the case back, and then—
"Buzz--!!"
Mercury-like micro-carbon-acetylene composite nanofluids surged wildly from the interlocking links of the strap!
These nano-metallic fluids, like living things, grew wildly, spread, and split upwards against his wrist!
Then reorganize.
Before long, dark black, high-density nanofibers covered John's forearms and biceps.
The sharp shoulder line gradually solidified into a right angle in the air.
Front opening, notched collar.
The double row of six dark-colored carbon buttons fastens perfectly.
1,2,3.
It only takes three seconds.
A perfectly tailored, dark gray three-piece haute couture suit with a sophisticated matte finish.
It fit perfectly onto John's body!
The inner white shirt has neatly folded sleeves, and the entire set is made of dense, non-Newtonian fluid carbon fiber without any excess wrinkles.
Profound, Coldblood, yet extremely elegant.
John simply adjusted the agate cufflinks on his sleeves, then slowly raised his head.
Deep within those deep blue eyes, two balls of intense red heat, like the Earth's core, ignited violently within the retina!
"Boom----!!"
The earth collapsed!
Centered on the Gobi Desert beneath his feet, the barren landscape within a half-kilometer radius was cleared in less than half a second.
Pressed down by that terrifying reaction force, it then collapsed and created a huge circular crater six meters deep!
It's fog... yellow fog.
The sand and gravel didn't even have time to drift away before they were instantly blasted into fine dust by the sonic boom.
"Thump... thump--!!!"
The impeccably dressed figure in a deep black suit transformed into a heavy spear, soaring upwards against the heavens amidst a sky full of shrill shockwaves.
As the second-stage acceleration cloud ring exploded, it forcefully cleaved open the lead-gray cloud dome, which stretched for thousands of meters!