thefictionvixens Chapter 54: Do you have a distant cousin?
Chapter 54: Do you have a distant cousin?
Smallwell High School.
A rugby training field.
3:50 PM.
After finishing his training for the day, Lucas did not take the school bus home. Instead, he followed the paved main road outside the school to the western outskirts of the town.
Large tracts of white-leaf rubber trees and hickory trees grow here, far exceeding other places in terms of both the density of their canopies and the height of their trunks. Further away, vegetation grows wildly, with branches and leaves intertwined.
With the help of [Divine Insight], Lucas immediately recognized that this place had once been a large meteorite impact zone.
However, over the years, the meteorite crater here has either been filled with accumulated water or covered by fallen leaves and dust.
Even so, he could still sense the residual kryptonite aura on the ground.
There was no doubt about it.
Lucas immediately used the burrowing technique.
The solid ground beneath their feet instantly lost its obstruction; the hard soil, gravel, and shallow rock layers automatically peeled away and receded to both sides like flowing water.
Without any feeling of pressure or obstruction from hard objects, Lucas disappeared into the soil as naturally as a fish entering water.
The sunlight, the sound of the wind, and the noise of the distant town streets were instantly and completely blocked out by the thick layer of soil.
In its place lies a silent, dark, and incredibly heavy underground world.
As his figure disappeared, the sunken and deformed land instantly returned to its original state.
Perhaps it was the blessing of Lady Luck.
As soon as he descended to a depth of sixty meters, Lucas clearly sensed that the kryptonite energy fluctuations and radiation intensity around him had become richer and stronger.
This richness cannot be achieved by a few scattered amounts.
Lucas's face immediately lit up with joy.
He carefully sensed the source of the fluctuations, then made a simple adjustment to his direction before continuing his descent.
At a depth of 80 meters.
More than a dozen ores, each the size of an adult's fist, suddenly appeared before them, shimmering with a ghostly green light.
It was kryptonite.
Even in the dark underground, these fragments from the Krypton explosion still shimmered with a cold, green glow.
Lucas naturally accepted them all without hesitation.
It descended another two hundred meters or so.
The soft soil turned into hard rock.
Furthermore, Lucas felt as if he had fallen directly into an extremely vast darkness.
With the help of divine insight, he immediately saw the scene around him.
This is a fractured underground cavity, roughly the size of half a basketball court, surrounded by glassy rock walls formed by high-temperature melting.
At the very center is a giant kryptonite with a diameter of at least three meters.
The cold, green glow emanating from its surface looked like a flame burning fiercely in the twilight.
"This trip was very fruitful."
Without saying a word, Lucas summoned the Black Gate and swallowed the giant kryptonite in one gulp.
The kryptonite that was previously placed in has been completely decomposed, causing a small number of shadow particles to mutate. However, this is negligible compared to the entire Abyss World. The mutated shadow particles were just enough to construct a suit of armor.
Lucas's super brain told him that only by investing enough quantity could a real qualitative change occur someday in the future.
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small town
Bonham Forest.
It has to be said, no wonder he was chosen by Amanda Waller, the founder of Suicide Squad.
In a very short time, Slade made a new discovery.
He discovered a large number of pure silver utensils under a gnarled, crooked old tree.
The quantity and shape are exactly as recorded.
Clearly, this was the work of the murderer.
However, Slade couldn't understand why the killer took these things and then buried them in the ground.
He simply couldn't imagine in which future stage these silverwares, whose surfaces were already visibly oxidized and discolored, would play a role.
He doesn't want any of these things!
"The mess those newbies left behind is really terrible."
Slade shook his head expressionlessly.
Just as he was about to take the silverware away for testing, a series of soft clapping sounds suddenly rang out.
Slade's remaining single eye immediately became sharp and piercing.
His shoulders slumped slightly, and his right hand instinctively reached for the 9mm Parabellum with a 15-round magazine at his waist, while his gaze quickly locked onto the direction of the sound source.
But the figure that appeared in front of him made him pause slightly.
Despite his tall stature, he could immediately see the youthful appearance on the other person's face.
She will definitely not be older than 15.
Of course, others might underestimate him because of his young age, but Slade, having experienced life and death, had long since abandoned such superficial judgments.
Moreover, the other party's appearance was so strange.
He remained on guard, gun barrel poised to be drawn at any moment, his single eye fixed intently on the boy's every move, his tone cold and hard as iron:
"Little one, don't try anything funny. Answer my questions: Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"You've been lurking around town so suspiciously for so long, weren't you looking for me?"
Lucas calmly sized up the one-eyed man in front of him, a man with a resolute face and slightly graying temples. Hearing Slade's words, he asked a question in return.
"...Did you kill those vampire test subjects?"
Slade immediately realized what was happening.
"That's right."
To his surprise, the seemingly immature boy readily admitted it without even offering any explanation.
This left him momentarily speechless.
Before he could speak, the handsome young man in front of him suddenly took a few steps forward, looked him up and down, and said:
"Don't speak yet, let me guess who you are?"
"..." Slade.
"Don't you have a distant cousin? How should I put it, you look a lot like him?"
Slade immediately frowned: "It seems you know who I am!"
He immediately added, "I do have a distant cousin, but it's not that I resemble him, it's that he resembles me. I debuted more than ten years earlier than him."
"That's right, Mr. Slade Joseph Wilson, are you here to arrest me?"
Lucas shrugged.
After hauling away all the kryptonite buried deep underground in the forest in the western suburbs, on his way home, he happened to see Slade, who was acting suspiciously, thanks to his [Divine Insight].
Especially after seeing that the other party had dug out all the pure silver he had painstakingly collected, he rushed over immediately.
"It seems you know me better than I thought."
Slade's left eye flashed with a dangerous, menacing light as he spoke with a grim expression.
Since the other party knew his identity, yet still dared to appear here openly, it can only mean that the other party is either crazy or has some skills.
The moment the thought flashed through his mind, Slade made an unusually decisive move.
The man drew his gun and fired so fast that he was just a blur.
Within 0.5 seconds, the aiming and shooting actions were completed.
"Bang!"
A bright white flame suddenly flashed across the black gun barrel.
The brass-colored bullet hurtled straight toward Lucas's knee.