American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

Given his eccentric behavior and current identity, it's perfectly normal for him to act this way in this area.

Without thinking about anything else, Pei Yuan focused entirely on following the sun's movements. His top priority now was to unlock the Doomsday skill.

Basking in the sunlight, tireless...

……

For two days straight, except for the time when he was sleeping and there was no sunlight, Pei Yuan followed the movement of the sun, which can be described as being so engrossed in it that he forgot to eat and sleep.

He would only rest for a while when his body became too stiff to hold on due to prolonged stiffness. The constant pressure here compelled him to have the ability to protect himself.

The movements were strange and arduous, but in a life-or-death situation, they were doing it in order to survive.

Even if playing a Homelander requires drinking milk in the Homelander style, he'd still go all out for the crescent moon sky-piercing rooftop of the building!

He has now discovered that his current actions, when exposed to sunlight, have become a stable way to increase his role-playing value.

[Doomsday role-playing progress 4.8%...]

[Doomsday role-playing progress 4.9%...]

With all his role-playing points invested in unlocking, he also increased the role-playing progress of the Doomsday panel to 5.0%.

[Stage progress achieved, superpower unlocked: Destruction Ray! Next stage skill unlock progress 20.0%]

[Ability: ▼]

[Destruction Ray: Lv1 (0.0%)]

Pei Yuan was overjoyed to discover that it was the heat rays of Doomsday.

It's worth noting that Superman possesses abilities similar to Doomsday, and his heat rays are ridiculously powerful, capable of directly blasting planets apart when at their strongest.

It's just a pity that he's only given it level 1 so far. With the slightest movement of his consciousness, Pei Yuan could feel a surge of heat in his eyes, as if they would emit a blazing red light at any moment.

Pei Yuan knew there was a surveillance camera in the room monitoring his actions, which immediately suppressed his idea of ​​conducting the experiment.

However, according to the information transmitted by the system, he also learned that the power of his super heat ray was currently uncontrollable in size, but the temperature was as high as 1,500 degrees Celsius, which was enough to melt most metals and steel.

It was already so powerful from the start, not to mention Doomsday's unparalleled and almost terrifying growth potential.

At this moment, Pei Yuan couldn't help but glance at the iron prison door of the room, but he suppressed his thoughts for the time being.

Let's persevere a little longer and see if we can unlock Doomsday's superhuman strength.

After all, he is still a mortal, and bullets don't discriminate. There are also lamplighters outside. If he's not careful, he might just be done for.

Another point he needs to figure out is whether Storm is still involved.

Otherwise, given Storm's ability to fly, even if he escapes the asylum, he'll likely face a lot of trouble afterward.

……

Inside the laboratory, Dr. Carlton, dressed in a white lab coat, was intently observing the test subject on the other side of the bulletproof glass.

They were verifying the sample files from the previous test.

But he was quickly interrupted by his assistant who arrived at the scene.

"Dr. Carlton, guess what the student just discovered?" A young white man, also dressed in work clothes, rushed in.

Dr. Carlton glanced at his assistant and student, shook his head, and said, "Rogrand, didn't anyone tell you that it's not a good time to keep things a secret in the lab? I'm not really interested in hearing it unless you tell me..."

Seeing that his message hadn't caught the teacher's attention, Rogrange seemed a little dejected. "Just now, Paul from the security department told me that the sample from last time is still alive!"

Carlton put down the file and adjusted his framed glasses. "You mean number 58? That Asian youth from last time?"

Roger nodded: "Yes, it's that kid. I watched the surveillance footage, and he was still lively and energetic. Professor, do you think it's possible that he has already adapted to this version of Compound 5 and become a superhuman!"

"Any superhuman performances so far?"

"Uh……"

Roger thought of the mimicry the Asian youth, Paul, mentioned on the surveillance footage, and since he didn't seem to have any other abilities, he shook his head. "It seems like he's just been enjoying sunbathing for a few days now..."

Hearing this, Carlton patted Roger on the shoulder, "Then this is another lucky guy. Roger, I hope you can be more cautious and not jump to conclusions so easily. Observe for a while first!"

If there are no problems, bring him to the lab in two weeks for a larger dose of the compound! Hopefully, this lucky guy will bring us good fortune.

Upon hearing Carlton's words, Legrand felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.

Legrand has always felt honored to be able to participate in and improve Compound V, which has the potential to change the world and human history.

However, despite the support of the Water Group, the improvement plan for Compound V remained as bad as ever after several years.

While it may be effective in infants, injecting it into adults will invariably result in freaks or even an explosion, with only a very small percentage developing superpowers.

Legrand's spirit had been almost completely worn down by endless failures.

Bang!

One of the test subjects in the laboratory exploded on the other side of the bulletproof glass after being injected with a modified version of Compound No. 5.

Blood and bits of flesh were smeared all over the glass, making the scene look horrific.

Legrand's heart skipped a beat, but he found that his mentor Carlton seemed to be used to this scene. He simply glanced at it calmly, looked down at the documents, and seemed not to care.

“Rogrand, I think we should bring number 58, that Asian kid, over for a look. After all, anything is possible…”

……

Chapter 4 [Me? I want to plant the sun...]

"Yellow-skinned monkey, it seems your lucky holiday has ended prematurely."

Pei Yuan was still chasing the sunlight inside the room when he heard a thud coming from the sturdy iron door.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Art grinning with a big white smile on his face outside the glass, a gloating expression on his face.

At that moment, At opened the iron gate.

"Come on, follow me to the lab."

Art held a stun gun in his right hand, a playful smile on his face, tapping it repeatedly on his left palm, as if he intended to give him a stun if he disobeyed orders.

Pei Yuan was somewhat surprised when he heard this.

Based on past practice, Dr. Carlton's mice were replaced every two weeks, and today was only ten days since his last replacement.

Why did they repeat the experiment ahead of schedule? He was planning to stay put for a few more days.

Pei Yuan pondered these questions and followed Yate out of the room, intending to see what was going on. Although escaping now would be quite risky, he was willing to give it a try if he wanted to conduct the experiment.

If they get the chance, they'll blast the people inside to smithereens.

The laboratory was located at the end of the corridor. Pei Yuan walked along the long corridor, his eyes casually observing the surroundings.

Perhaps because of the presence of the lamplighters, the guards Pei Yuan saw were not very tight, and there were only a few armed guards.

Of course, Pei Yuan wouldn't jump to conclusions so easily.

However, after these few days, he learned from conversations with the corridor guards that Storm Girl had not yet begun to take charge of the Sage's Jungle mental illness affairs.

This was a rare piece of good news for Pei Yuan.

"Hey, Dr. Carlton, do you need my help?" Pei Yuan had just entered the experiment when he heard the voice of a lamplighter coming from inside.

"No need, it's just a physical examination for that Asian kid, number 58. You just need to keep an eye out for any emergencies," Dr. Carlton said, shaking his head.

Upon entering the laboratory, Pei Yuan saw Dr. Carlton from his memories, along with two researchers in white coats, busily working in the room.

A guard stood at the door, armed with what appeared to be tranquilizer guns to prevent accidents, while the lamplighter by the window was habitually fiddling with a lighter.

Having watched movies and TV shows, Pei Yuan naturally knew about the Lamplighter. It has to be said that the Lamplighter was a ruthless and vicious person.

During the time this mental hospital existed, many disobedient people were burned to ashes by the lamplighter. No matter how you look at it, this guy has blood on his hands and is a ruthless killer.

I don't know where this TV show comes from with its sense of guilt, that it would feel ashamed of playing with fire and getting burned.

At this moment, if he wanted to break the deadlock, the biggest threat he faced, besides the guns, was this lamplighter.

Although this guy's fire-controlling superpower requires a source of fire, it doesn't detract from his overall strength. The Lamplighter was able to step into Vought International and become a member of the rising Super Seven, so he must have some considerable abilities.

However, this guy's physical fitness is probably just average. Pei Yuan's eyes inadvertently glanced at the heart area of ​​the lamplighter.

After Pei Yuan followed Yate into the laboratory, a young researcher in a white coat came over and said kindly, "Don't be nervous, we're just giving you a physical examination."

He had no choice but to be amiable, as many of these mentally ill people were prone to outbursts of emotion and had no idea what would happen next.

One of his colleagues' oxen was grabbed and twisted three times by a guy who suddenly appeared. If others had reacted quickly enough, this guy would probably have had to change careers.

Pei Yuan just looked at him, wondering to himself whether this physical examination was a proper one.

The young researcher then led him to a nearby area, not the previous isolation laboratory.

Seeing that it was a normal medical examination device, Pei Yuan suppressed his urge to have an examination.

After a thorough examination, Dr. Carlton followed in. "How is he? Is there anything wrong with his body?"

"Doctor, not yet. He's recovering well, except for some cervical spondylosis, which is probably a problem he developed from years of working overtime before he was admitted to the mental hospital."

The young researcher's answer clearly did not satisfy Dr. Carlton. He remained silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "No need to examine him anymore, send him back."

The young researcher nodded, removed the devices from Pei Yuan's body that measured his heart rate, blood pressure, and so on, and then waved for At to take him back, as At was waiting at the door.

Nothing unexpected happened during the journey, which naturally pleased Pei Yuan.