Marvel's Superman Chapter 18
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[Superman Card detected, would you like to accept it?]
"Yes!"
[Would you like to don the cape?]
"Um... no!"
[Loading succeeded]
Luke opened character panel again --
Host: Luke (Luke Cavill)
Loaded Card: Superman (LV1)
Abilities: Stellar Energy (Passive), Bio Force Field (Passive)
Reputation: None
Task list: Not yet opened
Then, rows and rows of specific information representing his physical data flooded into his brain.
…
A few minutes ago.
Colonel Phillips was in the control room exchanging some words with Senator Brandt, one of the members of the Committee.
"I'm glad you can come, Senator. "
The Colonel said with a smile.
With his temper, he was unwilling to deal with politicians.
Because, these guys were too hypocritical!
Always smiling, but secretly thinking about getting their own benefits.
This made Colonel Phillips, who came from a military background and attached great importance to the overall situation, uncomfortable.
But as the Executive of the Strategic Scientific Reserve and a participant in the Super Soldier program, he had to learn to socialize with politicians.
After all, research funding and allocated resources need to be approved by the Committee.
"Is that the 'Super Soldier' you chose? My God! He looks like he hasn't eaten for days!"
Senator Brandt stood in the control room on the second floor, looking down.
He was surprised to see the short and thin Rogers.
This was a little different from the super soldier the Committee wanted.
"Rogers is... a backup to prevent failure. Senator, have you seen him, Luke Cavill? That's the best soldier I've ever seen!"
Colonel Phillips looked embarrassed and pointed to Luke who was standing beside Luke.
He wasn't optimistic about Rogers. The fact that the other party was here was the result of Dr. Erskine's insistence on going his own way.
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"A lot of departments are applying for funding at this stage, but the budget allocated to Strategic Scientific Reserve is always the largest! Colonel, don't let the President down. "
Senator Brandt knocked back a comment and sat down with an accompanying reporter.
His willingness to attend wasn't motivated by a love of science.
Instead, he wanted to take the credit for it in the first place.
Senator Brandt was keenly aware of the marketing value of a super soldier.
It doesn't matter whether they could change the war or not, attracting the attention of the public was the key!
5 minutes later, the experiment and serum injection were in its final stage.
The power switches of the two metal boxes had crossed 70%.
A dazzling white light flashed, almost drowning the surrounding space.
An intense painful roar came from one of the metal boxes.
It was Rogers!
The process of injecting the serum was like a million knives to him, viciously cutting every cell and every nerve in his body.
In particular, as the value of energy transmission increased, the more violent the transformation he endured, greater the physical and mental pain he suffered.
"Steve!"
Erskine's right hand twitched. The serum injection might cause the death of the test subject, it was something that everyone knew quite well.
Only the one who made it through could become a super soldier.
But it seems that Rogers couldn't withstand it.
"Colonel, what's going on?"
Senator Brandt asked, tilting his head.
Looking at the two identical metal boxes, with subjects injected with the same serum.
"Why is Rogers so agonized, while Luke isn't even responding?"
"Don't tell me he was injected with a fake serum?"
Faced with Senator Brandt's suspicion, Colonel Phillips could only shrug his shoulders with an equally puzzled expression.
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"Subsequent cards need to rely on reputation to unlock ... It's just like when I played the game!"
Luke, lying in the metal instrument, didn't know the changes in the outside world.
He digested the vast amount of information received by his brain and began to understand how the so-called 'card' should be used.
First of all, there was the level setting given by the character panel.
According to different levels, the game divided Kryptonians into 6 levels.
LV1: Civilian.
LV2: Soldier.
LV3: Captain.
LV4: General.
LV5: Councilor.
LV6: Monarch.
Every time he upgraded, he would also be able to get items that were exclusively from Krypton.
For example, the Fortress of Solitude, the Codex and other key items.
"And the Superman Card I have now is 'Civilian'. In terms of both, overall quality and ability, for the time being, I am as good as the genuine Superman..."
Luke looked at the many Cards that were grayed out, while pursing his lips. Unfortunately, there were no other unlocked Cards.
The plug-in he received was essentially a game panel.
Similar to a game, he needed to follow the pattern of gaining reputation, grinding levels, and completing daily tasks.
"Clark Kent was a natural born Kryptonian with infinite potential; As for General Zod, who was also a Kryptonian, he was an innate general, and his rank should be in LV4 or LV5!"
Luke's thought of the two of the most impressive Kryptonians.
Although he was only the lowest LV1 'Civilian' right now, it was enough.
The Kryptonian body is basically a 'solar battery', and as long as it absorbs the stellar energy of the bright sun, its physical stats will continue to get stronger.
However, he just wanted to have unlimited potential, like the real Superman.
He had to work hard to gain reputation, grind levels and increase his levels.
Afterall, it was impossible to turn into the Golden Superman just by sunbathing!
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8 199Rupegia
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