69novels Chapter 77 Boss, you're a god!
Chapter 77 Boss, you're a god!
Chapter 77 Boss, you're a god!
Hamilton, caught up in a frenzy, failed to consider how his boss had managed to capture someone so severely, someone who had been altered by Kryptonite.
Of course, given Hamilton's current mental state, which is enough to warrant being locked up in Arkham, he probably wouldn't pay any attention even if he sensed something was wrong.
This meteorite fanatic has long been completely absorbed in his fantasies of a future momentous occasion. He's so engrossed in researching kryptonite that he's neglecting sleep and meals.
As long as funding is secured, those above won't interfere with the process of their experiments.
Let alone such a small matter, he wouldn't be the slightest bit surprised if his boss underwent gender reassignment surgery tomorrow.
Hamilton's work ethic pleased Lucas.
"Tell me the specific species, sex, size, markings, and behavioral characteristics of the spider that bit you."
Remember, tell me every single detail. If you miss even the slightest thing, I'll show you what it truly means to wish you were dead.
Hamilton slowly crouched down, his eyes narrowed, staring intently at Greg, his gaze filled with an almost perverse madness.
"I'll talk, I'll talk—"
Lucas had no interest in witnessing Hamilton's interrogation live and left immediately.
a few days later.
After skipping school for several days in a row and being unable to reach his home phone, Greg finally arrived late, attracting the school's attention.
In accordance with Kansas's mandatory reporting obligations.
After some discussion, the school's board of directors immediately dialed 911 to request a welfare check.
The next day was Friday.
An incredibly sensational piece of news made the front page of the town's newspaper.
Local News Flash: A bizarre murder has occurred in a suburban residential area. Mrs. Ah-Kim was brutally killed by a mysterious killer, and her body has mysteriously decomposed into a mummified corpse.
In addition, police found three other bodies in the residence. After identification, all of them were female and had been dead for no more than a week.
Based on the on-site investigation, the missing Greg Arkin is the prime suspect.
Jonathan put down his newspaper, took a sip of freshly made hot milk, and frowned.
He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but strange things had been happening in the town a lot lately.
A while ago, the cattle and sheep owned by the Drew family nearby were killed by some animal. When they were found, all that was left were scattered bones that had been gnawed clean.
Now another murder has occurred —
Martha walked over, put her hand on Jonathan's shoulder, and looked worried.
She was just a housewife, and the murders happening in town made her extremely worried.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you all," Jonathan said, shaking Martha's hand.
He wasn't that worried, after all, the two "Peacekeeper" swords hanging in the cabinet were no pushovers.
At that moment, Lucas and Clark came out of the bedroom one after the other.
After the two men sat down, Jonathan told them the news.
Lucas raised an eyebrow: "Perhaps the police's assessment is correct. However, Greg has been missing for several days, and it's hard to say what happened to him. Maybe he's already secretly left this place."
"If he dares to show up, I will definitely catch him and hand him over to the police so that the law can punish him."
Clark clenched his fist tightly.
Martha felt much more at ease after hearing her two sons' reactions.
"I hope so," Jonathan said noncommittally after spreading the cheese sauce evenly on the bread slices.
"Oh, by the way, Chloe has been elected editor-in-chief of the school's Torch newspaper."
Clark took a bite of bacon and suddenly said.
"Oh, really? That's certainly good news. Miss Sullivan can finally have her wish fulfilled."
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Jonathan laughed.
Because of his relationship with Clark, the latter visited the farm quite often.
Over time, Jonathan, who had chatted with Chloe a few times, also learned about Chloe's "grand ambitions".
"I suppose they've already prepared a party to celebrate. I wonder if they've invited you?" Martha looked at Lucas and Clark tenderly.
Clark took a sip of milk, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a smile, "I've accepted the invitation. Let's set it for tomorrow, my day off."
Lucas had a strange expression.
He did not receive an invitation from Chloe.
Martha clearly noticed Lucas's expression and asked in surprise, "Lucas, didn't you get an invitation?"
"The answer is obvious." Lucas shrugged indifferently.
He had never been interested in noisy gatherings; he'd rather use that time to train his body in the Abyss World.
Of course, given Chloe's personality and social circle, the gatherings should be limited to small groups of three.
Jonathan, speaking from experience, said, "Dad knows you're obsessed with training, and while your self-discipline once made Dad very proud, it can't be your whole life."
Listen to your child; young people should have social interactions, friends, and lively atmospheres. You should also try to integrate. Once you enter society, you'll understand that relationships with classmates are the easiest to manage of all relationships.
And you should try to spend more time with girls who share your interests. At your age, I already got along very well with your mother.
As he spoke, Jonathan winked at Martha with a rather smug look.
Martha was both amused and exasperated, but she still looked at Lucas in the direction Jonathan had indicated.
"Okay, I'll be careful," Lucas said dismissively with a strange expression.
He knew that in America, most parents did not object to their children having normal social interactions during adolescence.
They generally believe that early romantic relationships are a part of growing up. Moreover, partners met at school are often more reliable and well-known than those found in society.
The key points are boundaries, responsibility, safety, and self-discipline.
For example, you should always wear a condom when going out on a date.
But knowing it was true, experiencing it firsthand still made him feel that something was a little strange.
But considering that schools would publicly screen documentaries like "Spring is here, it's mating season for animals—" during biology class, it doesn't seem so strange.
Jonathan and Martha exchanged a glance, realizing that their eldest son hadn't taken their words to heart, and couldn't help but shake their heads with wry smiles.
school.
Torch News Office.
Clark suggested to Chloe, "Could you invite Lucas to your party?"
Chloe placed the old newspapers and documents she had compiled on her desk: "Let's not. You know your brother's personality; even if I invited him, he wouldn't accept. It's better to pretend nothing happened than to be rejected so decisively."
Clark touched his nose, momentarily unable to refute Chloe's words.
He turned his gaze to his best friend Pete beside him: "Pete?"
"Lucas is the school's rising star. If we can invite him, then a lot of girls will definitely be eager to attend Chloe's party."
You know, proximity breeds advantages. Unfortunately, I'm not the host of this gathering.
Pete shrugged; he actually hoped Lucas could participate.
In this way, even though he is a well-known jerk in Smallwell, he can still benefit a lot from it.
"Okay—" Chloe said somewhat helplessly, "But I'm a girl, and it's not something to be proud of to always be rejected. Could you ask your brother if he wants to participate?"
"I'd be happy to do your bidding," Clark said with a smile.
The result was obvious: Lucas didn't give his adopted brother any face and flatly refused the invitation.
Clark told Chloe about it in frustration.
To Chloe's dismay, Pete seemed even more disappointed than she did.
suburbs.
night.
Emerging from the abyss.
Lucas is preparing to return to the farm.
His gaze suddenly turned to the depths of the jungle to the side.
In the darkness, he saw a figure hurriedly running away from the distant lakeside.
With the help of divine insight, he immediately recognized the other person.
Sean Kelvin.
The family runs several small livestock farms.
The reason they knew each other so well was that Sean Kelvin, like Lucas, was also a member of the school's football team, except that Lucas was just a substitute player.
Of course, what caught Lucas's attention was not the other party's furtive figure.
Rather, it refers to the state of youth.
His face was pale, and his whole body was covered with white crystals, as if he were covered with a thin layer of ice.
This situation is clearly not right.
After thinking for a moment, Lucas quietly followed them.
The other person ran to a flat, open area, trembling all over, and picked up some firewood and placed it in the middle.
"puff!"
The orange flames quickly dispelled the darkness surrounding the youth.
The other person's expression was as if they had just taken a breath of fresh air; their previously trembling body quickly regained its balance and stopped shaking.
Strangely, the flame went out instantly, and within a ten-meter radius of Sean, visible ice crystals quickly formed on the ground.
"Not enough, not hot enough!"
The chilling cold that surged wildly from his bones contorted Sean's face as he shakily got to his feet.
But almost instantly, he knew how to alleviate the pain.
The human body has a much denser energy density than a flame.
If he remembered correctly, the famous "steel-cannon girl" Chloe had never been pursued by anyone.
Girls like this are inexperienced and easily deceived; you can start by targeting them.
However, just as he was about to put it into practice...
A familiar figure came into view.
"Lucas, what are you doing here? What did you just see?"
Faced with this legendary rising star of the Ravens, the most notorious bully in Smallville, Sean instinctively took a step back.
"By extracting free water vapor from the air, the water element can be rapidly cooled and solidified, quickly transforming into pure ice."
It possesses a near-predatory heat-absorbing capacity, encompassing but not limited to any object. It's not bad, but the cost is rather heavy.
Lucas didn't answer Sean's question, but instead commented with great interest.
This ability may not seem like much, but its potential is actually quite good.
After all, the other party could even forcibly steal Clark's solar-powered body heat.
Moreover, through the power of [Divine Insight], he discovered that the other party's body had been transformed into a kind of low-temperature negative pressure structure.
However, the drawbacks are also too obvious.
First, it cannot be freely controlled.
Secondly, they are constantly losing body temperature and must continuously seek heat sources to survive, otherwise they will collapse on their own.
But if Hamilton is given the task, he should be able to gain something from it.
"What are you saying? I don't understand!"
Just then, Sean's voice came, interrupting Lucas's thoughts.
The other person's pale face was filled with deep confusion; they genuinely didn't understand what that sentence meant.
What are free water elements and ice elements?
He didn't understand a single word.
But he was certain of one thing.
That is, Lucas saw his own strange state just now.
"I don't know what happened. But I feel terrible right now."
Sean stopped staggering, a ferocious look appearing on his face: "Forgive me, I just want to live. You have no idea what it feels like to have the cold slowly gnawing at your bones. It's like being in hell!"
After saying that, he charged towards Lucas.
But when the distance was less than one centimeter.
Sean suddenly felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes.
When he looked again, Lucas had vanished from his sight.
Sean stared wide-eyed, not understanding what had happened.
Before he could even react...
A tremendous force struck him from behind, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.
Dizzy and disoriented, Sean curled up in a ball, staring in terror at the demonic figure that was gradually approaching him in the darkness.
The other party isn't ugly either!
And it's very powerful.
"Come with me, and perhaps I can help alleviate your pain. Of course, you will have to pay a price."
Lucas spoke condescendingly, which, to Sean, sounded more like an order he couldn't refuse.
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Saturday is a day off.
After a quick dressing, Clark left early in the morning.
Today is Chloe's party.
Although it has nothing to do with birthdays.
But he also needs to go to town to buy a gift.
Of course, Lucas left home even earlier.
He arrived at Hamilton's temporary research base just as the first rays of the rising sun dipped below the horizon at Kent Farm.
Unexpectedly.
In just one night.
Sean Kelly looks much better now.
Although the other person was still wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and was standing there shivering, the cold was clearly beyond what they could bear.
This shows that Hamilton successfully found a way to control Nalan's out-of-control power in a short period of time.
Hamilton Parker seemed to have not slept all night; his eyes were bloodshot, and there were bags of tattered coffee bags on his makeshift desk. Even the air was filled with a strong, bitter, caramel-like smell.
Upon seeing Lucas, he immediately walked over excitedly: "Boss, you're simply a genius. No, you're a god! You always bring out unimaginable, insightful experiments! This will definitely speed up my research progress significantly."
Hamilton's eyes shone, and his voice became hoarse with excitement.
As he shoved the report off the table and handed it to Lucas, he spoke rapidly, “The other party’s body has been transformed into a living thermodynamic black hole under the radiation of kryptonite energy,” which was simply unprecedented!
The kryptonite radiation didn't destroy his cells; instead, it reshaped his mitochondrial structure, turning it into a highly efficient reverse heat pump.
Although Hamilton's speech didn't sound very human.
However, thanks to his super brain, Lucas easily understood what the other person meant.
Sean can no longer be considered a normal "person"; he's more like a humanoid biological refrigeration machine.
In other words, Sean Kelly became "cold" itself.
Hamilton took a big gulp of strong coffee; he already had some initial research ideas.
With the help of this experimental subject.
His first research and development product should be available soon.
A biological invisibility cloak that completely overcomes infrared thermal imaging technology!