The Richest Man in the DC World

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After leaving the base, instead of going home for Christmas, Sam Lane drove to a slightly dilapidated building and took the elevator to the third underground floor.

This is the secret experimental base of the Sky Eye Society, one of Amanda's treasures.

The person in charge of the secret base is Amanchekov, a Russian who was wanted by Russian officials for certain matters. After several rounds, he was recruited by Amanda and became a full-time researcher of the Sky Eye Society.

Sam Lane doesn't like Russians, but he likes Russian traitors.

"How's it going?"

"Very good, unimaginable."

Amandchekov was surprised and delighted, and brought Sam Lane to the test site, where two mutant cats injected with alien creatures fought frantically inside. The purple-brown domestic cat was small but extremely terrifying. Its strength and speed can even leave potholes in concrete floors.

"After comparison, their physical qualities have increased by at least 25 times, their muscles and bones are extremely tough, and they can withstand the attack of small-caliber pistols. Large-caliber weapons can still cause damage, but they will not be fatal."

"The alien creature has completely changed the cat's body structure and improved its physical function in all aspects. Its combat effectiveness is now comparable to that of three tigers."

Sam Lane looked at the cats fighting each other quietly, and didn't take his eyes back until they died, said indifferently,

"Is it possible to make a fortified potion."

"this……"

Amanchekov hesitated, "There is no problem in principle, but it can't be controlled. Alien creatures will greatly enhance the host's aggression, and it will also have a certain impact on cognition. Even if a tranquilizer is injected, the effect is limited. To control it, we can only start from the genetic level, but ... we don't have the technology in this area."

"How many years will it take to develop this technology?"

Amanchekov smiled bitterly, "General, this is not a matter of time. The development of science and technology requires accumulation. According to the current development of biotechnology, it may be possible to carry out genetic improvement work in thirty years."

Sam Lane was silent for a moment. He knew that Amanchekov's words were right, but he was extremely unwilling. Recently, more and more supernatural events have made him the director of the Sky Eye Society. Soldiers won't do, and Sky Eye will need a team that's strong, fearless, and superhuman-like to maintain the balance.

Seeing Sam Lane's face getting more and more gloomy, Amanchekov also became nervous, thought about it, and said in a low voice,

"Maybe there is someone who can help."

"Who?"

"Iveo Ivo!"

Sam Lane froze for a moment and frowned, "That lunatic isn't dead!"

Amanchekov shook his head, "I don't know if he is dead or not, but there are rumors that he is currently playing for Lex Luthor and has reorganized the Ivo laboratory."

"If this is true, he should be able to help, you know, Professor Ivo is not an ordinary person..."

Sam Lane muses, intelligence officials have more or less heard the name of Iveo Ivo, the world-renowned scientific lunatic who nearly killed three of Scotland with the Gambo virus created eight years ago One of the population is still on the most wanted lists in the UK and EU.

It is said that the madman has the memory of an alien scientist in his brain, and has unimaginable accomplishments in the field of biological cells. According to the scientific community, if he can dive into his heart and be a good man, the Nobel Prize in Physiology will become the Ivo Prize in Physiology. .

Unfortunately, the idea of ​​genius is not understandable to ordinary people. Compared with ordinary biotechnology, he prefers dangerous, powerful, virus research that can kill millions of people in the blink of an eye.

"Is he really in the Luther Group?"

"I don't know, it's just a rumor."

Sam Lane nodded, "I'll take a look, and things here should be taken care of, understand?"

"Don't worry, General, I will try my best."

...

When he left the building, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Looking at the empty street, Sam Lane suddenly thought of his beloved baby daughter.

Lucy is about to graduate and plans to join the military, which makes Sam Lane, a soldier, very gratified.

Louise is a troublemaker, always reporting some secret events that the government is reluctant to announce. Sam Lane feels a lot of headaches about this, but also has an indescribable pride. Her daughter is a brave and upright person. Like him, the only thing that bothers her is her boyfriend.

Clark Kent!

Thinking of the stunned young man from a farm, Sam Lane felt agitated for a while. According to the information from his subordinate's investigation, that silly boy had never even attended college.

What on earth did Louise think, to choose such an idiot!

"Forget it, the young people's affairs can't be managed."

General Ryan, who was in a heavy heart, drove away. When he reached the door of the villa, he found a sneaky figure wandering outside the door. He quickly took out his pistol and shouted sharply,

"Whoever is there, don't move, dare to move, I will break you."

The figure's body stiffened, and he quickly raised his hands, "Don't... don't shoot, I'm a courier, the courier, not a bad person."

Sam Lane walked over cautiously, his eyes swept across his work uniform, and finally settled on the dry cheeks that kept shaking from the cold,

"What's your name."

"Joshua Ai... Ellen, I'm here to deliver the courier, I have no other intentions."

The courier stammered, his voice trembling with fear.

Sam Lane stared into his eyes carefully, and after making sure that the other party was not lying, he put away the pistol,

"It's Christmas today, and it's a holiday. Why do you still need to send a courier?"

Joshua lowered his head awkwardly, "I...I need money!"

Sam Lane looked at him again, the worn sneakers, the dry trousers, the face blue from the cold, he seemed to understand something,

"Where's the stuff?"

Joshua hurriedly handed over the courier.

"Wait here, I'll be back later."

Sam Lane returned to the villa with his things. After ten seconds, he turned back, carrying a fur coat and warm boots in his left hand, and a lunch box in his right hand, which contained corn soup, turkey legs, seafood dishes and beef salad specially prepared for Christmas. .

Sam Lane shoved the coat and lunch box into Joshua's hands,

"Merry Christmas!"

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the villa.

Looking at the disappearing back, Joshua's eyes instantly turned red, and an indescribable emotion was brewing in his heart.

He wiped his eyes, engraved the house number in his heart, turned to leave, found a bridge to shelter from the cold, put on a coat, opened the lunch box, and remembered the old man's voice and smile while eating.

At this moment, a bright light broke into the field of vision, and a stone shimmering with purple light floated on the river that was about to freeze.

Joshua was curious and used a wooden stick to pick out the stone.

The stone is the size of a fist and emits a purple halo from the inside to the outside, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

"Is it a gem?"

Joshua picked up the stone and scrutinized it carefully before his eyes. Suddenly, the heart-piercing pain came from the palm of his hand. The entire palm seemed to be split open. The purple lines climbed up the palm and reached the shoulders in the blink of an eye.

Joshua's eyes widened, and he screamed in a shrill voice, his voice echoing in the quiet and remote bridge hole, but he received no response.

The night continues.

The lights are bright in the distance, and the darkness here is boundless.

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