The Doomsday in the pit twitched, most of its bone spikes broken, and large patches of dark red marrow mixed with pus and blood slowly seeped out from its grayish-white carapace.
Chen Mo lifted his foot out of the pit and disgustedly rubbed the biochemical slime hanging from the sole of his boot on the floor.
"I must say, you two have a rather unique sense of time."
Chen Mo, with his hands in his pockets, turned around and looked at the two dumbfounded people at the entrance of the passage, a familiar, irritating smile curving his lips.
"If you had come two minutes later, I reckon you would have already packed up your fast food and were ready to go home."
Barry stared blankly, his mouth agape, his vacant gaze shifting between Chen Mo, who was unharmed and whose clothes weren't even wrinkled, and the gray-white monster in the deep pit, whose limbs were twitching and whose body was almost embedded in the ground.
He swallowed hard, silently swallowing back the heroic ambitions he had accumulated and was poised to unleash along the way.
"We... we thought you were being chased and attacked by monsters, so we came to rescue you..." Barry added weakly, his voice eight octaves lower than usual.
Save Chen Mo?
Judging from the current situation, the one that most needs to call 911 for help is actually this grayish-white freak that Chen Mo beat half of to death.
"You've come just in time."
Chen Mo killed Doomsday with a single kick, and the Blacklight Virus began to devour the monster's body from the inside.
He slowly emerged from the pit, stepping over the rubble and blood as he approached the two.
"I've packed everything. Now let's get on with some other important business."
Clark watched the scene unfold before him, his previously tense muscles slowly relaxing. A complex smile appeared on his handsome face as he shook his head helplessly.
On his way here, he had even mentally prepared himself for the possibility of being betrayed by both a portion of humanity and his alien brethren, and then dying a gruesome death in battle.
But things took a turn for the better. Although this man named Chen Mo was sharp-tongued, ruthless, and even claimed to be the "Director of the Secret Service " to deceive people, at least in this absurd matter, he was on the side of justice.
"Friend, it seems I was overthinking it." Clark withdrew his punch, dusted off his hands, and gave Chen Mo a sincere smile. "Thank you for tonight... and thank you, Barry."
If Chen Mo hadn't held off this terrifying monster, and if Barry hadn't extinguished the Kryptonite lamp, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
He'll definitely be locked up here by these guys, and afterwards, he'll bring a huge disaster to the world.
Chen Mo yawned and waved his hand casually, while Barry blushed, looking embarrassed.
"I've heard plenty of thanks. You can save that for when you treat me to dinner later," Chen Mo waved his hand, raising an eyebrow. "But don't think this is the end of the story. There's more than one rat lurking around here; we need to thoroughly search this ' Foundation's' lair."
"Search?" Barry stepped forward, kicking aside some fallen Doctor-themed items along the way. "Almost everyone here is dead, and that old Doctor is now just a painting on the wall. What else can we possibly find?"
"What do you know, you newbie?" Chen Mo rolled his eyes at him. "These cults that wave the banner of justice but secretly conduct biological experiments love to leave behind some 'benefiting humanity' garbage legacy. What if it contains a virus that can turn the whole city into sweet potatoes? Are you going to be responsible for digging the holes then?"
Clark's expression also turned serious, and he nodded. " Chen Mo is right. If there are any similar dangerous experiments here, we must ensure that they are completely destroyed."
Chen Mo ignored the two and walked straight to the secondary main control computer in the central control console, which was not completely damaged.
Barry and Clark exchanged a glance and followed. Clark used his super vision to help clear away the boulders, while Barry used his incredible speed to rummage through the ruins for any remaining CDs and hard drives.
Chen Mo kicked aside the crooked control panel motherboard, and a small tentacle extended from his index finger, plunging directly into the core server that was not yet completely powered off.
Like an invisible tidal wave, the Blacklight Virus instantly invaded the entire base's underlying database along the data link.
"Let me see what kind of cutting-edge technology these lunatics left behind..." Chen Mo slowly flipped through the documents.
However, as top-secret files were retrieved one by one, the words on the screen caused the atmosphere in the hall to plummet to freezing point.
[Project Code Name: Blood of Apollo (Origin: Extract from Arctic Remains)]
[Clinical Progress: The project has passed Phase III, and the targeted serum has achieved standardized mass production.]
[Distribution channels: Already integrated into the global vaccine and targeted drug supply chain through the International Red Cross, Pfizer Biotech, and 12 top global pharmaceutical companies...]
At the bottom of the screen is a densely packed global map. Countless red dots on it are flashing slightly, covering almost the entire globe.
"Dude, what does the map on the computer mean...?" Barry pointed at the map, his voice trembling slightly. "Didn't they say they just figured this out?"
"Idiot, that old man clearly said 'the first living sample,' understand? They've been extracting corpse oil from this body for three years already!"
Clark also noticed something was wrong and stepped forward. " Chen Mo, what exactly happened?"
"That old madman Collins wasn't bragging. They really did extract some kind of targeted serum from the wreckage of that Doomsday, which can even completely cure late-stage cancer, and it's selling quite well."
Chen Mo stared intently at the screen, his eyes turning cold.
The red dots on the map are scattered across North America, Europe, and even Asia, covering almost all major cities in the world. Those "miracle drugs" packaged as cures for cancer and boosts for immunity have already been quietly injected into the bodies of hundreds of millions of people through massive capital and medical systems.
"These lunatics..." Clark clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking under the strain, his eyes filled with anger and shock. "They actually dared to turn this stuff into medicine and give it to the whole world as a vaccine?!"
"No, this isn't as simple as just getting a vaccine with side effects."
Chen Mo stared at the flickering global map, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
This is biotechnology from the Doomsday. The technical difficulty and sophistication mean that this is something that the Foundation's native scientists simply cannot handle!
The only possible explanation for this is the work of that unfortunate the Batman Who Laughs.
This madman in bat skin struck early, scattering the genetic seeds of Doomsday across the entire Earth!
"Looks like..." Chen Mo turned his head, looked at Superman and Flash, whose faces were ashen, and grinned, "Earth is in for a major disaster, you two superheroes!"