Ultimate Life Begins with Injustice

Suren stuffed the third taco into his mouth, his gaze somewhat blank.

The metropolis outside the window was brightly lit, as if the buildings were swallowing up all the light from the sky.

But in Suren's view, it was just one annoying halo after another.

Many people either fainted from the charcoal or were still immersed in the tragedy of that genius.

Instead, the skill of "thinking quickly" is more energy-consuming than he imagined.

His brain was working at high speed, and since he hadn't eaten much since arriving, the sugar in his body was almost completely depleted.

Even the two high-calorie tacos I just ate seemed to have vanished without a trace, offering no improvement whatsoever.

The feeling of weakness in her body had not dissipated, but Suren did not stop thinking. Instead, she continued to use "rapid thinking" to review what could be described as a long day.

Given Lex Luthor's intelligence, it wasn't surprising that he was recognized as not being the original owner of the body the moment he stepped into the room.

Moreover, he raised a question that could be described as outrageous.

He had already reminded Luther once, and at most once more Louise from the Planet Newspaper.

This was the limit of what he could achieve as an "unknown nobody".

In the DC Universe, especially major events like the start of Injustice, it's like a bottomless vortex.

Entering the heroes' field of vision also means being noticed by the villains.

As part of the Unjust Universe, the heroes all have some character flaws to varying degrees.

With a power like Suren's, even just lightly brushing the edge of the vortex could very well lead to utter ruin.

The Joker was able to kidnap Lois Lane and even put a switch on her heart on a submarine.

This shows that even if the Justice League is a makeshift operation, the Joker's plan is undeniably ingenious.

Even if someone were to provide advance information such as "spoilers," the effect would likely be limited.

After all, there's a notorious, always-smiling bat who can always predict everything.

Even if the Joker can't always be "in the plan," he should be able to improvise.

Therefore, Suren's goal has always been very clear.

What he needed to do was not to directly prevent the tragedy from happening, but to use his information advantage to ensure his own survival.

Before that, what he needed to do was not to become a hero who saves the world, but to continuously strengthen his own power.

Suren swallowed the remaining food in his mouth and then reached for the fourth taco.

To be honest, if it weren't for the need to analyze Superman's abilities later on and to maintain a facade of normalcy in front of Lex Luthor...

He can now run away with the [Forge of Hatred].

"I really didn't know you would like this authentic Mexican taco."

Big B was somewhat surprised, mainly because Su Lun's way of eating seemed like she was trying to break the restaurant's record.

"Why do you say that?"

Suren's thoughts cleared up a bit, and she was able to speak to this towering man.

"I came here to eat with Lao A before, and he said he sat on the toilet all night."

It has to be said that, apart from being a bit elusive when it comes to work, Big B is actually a pretty good person.

Just like now, as he leaves work, he embodies the image of a great older brother.

"There are two kinds of people in the world: those who eat an authentic Mexican taco and never eat it again."

Suren habitually licked her fingers and then wiped them with a napkin.

"What's the other one?"

Now Big B was genuinely curious. You see, Old A couldn't get used to it before because this store's tarts didn't allow customers to choose how much sauce they wanted.

He still vividly remembers the comical sight of Old A's face turning bright red the moment he took his first bite.

"There's another type, of course, people who constantly change their underwear after eating authentic Mexican tacos."

After saying this, Suren immediately grabbed the fourth taco.

He could handle the spiciness, and tacos are basically just cornmeal-like spring pancakes.

"That's an interesting way of putting it."

A rare, genuine smile appeared on Big B's lips.

"If I take these documents home to look at, I hope Lex's legal team won't cause me any trouble."

Suren patted the notebook beside her, which was said to be the handwritten manuscript of "Icarus".

Big B's grin widened, as if he had heard something very interesting.

"Don't worry, anything that can be stored at BRAF for more than a week and hasn't been devoured like hyenas by the higher-ups is basically useless."

Big B slowly drank the last sip of whiskey in his glass, waved his hand dismissively, and then picked up the bottle to refill it.

"Don't even mention taking it out to look at it, it wouldn't matter even if you just took it away."

"So, the most important cornerstone of Lex Group's biotechnology field is just a giant garbage dump?"

Suren smiled sarcastically.

The world today is an era where superhumans are everywhere and all kinds of alien technologies are emerging one after another.

LexCorp's cutting-edge biotechnology has gone so far as to create super weapons like Bizarro, which are the "opposite of Superman".

Even zero-latency brain-computer interfaces have only recently been developed and, due to cost issues, can only be sold to the ultra-wealthy.

The forward-thinking speculation surrounding Icarus may have truly become "junk" left unused by the Lex Group.

But Suren was almost certain that the [Forge of Hatred] was absolutely the highest level that Lexcorp could currently reach.

"That's fucking right!"

After saying that, Big B downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp.

"Oh, by the way," Suren looked at Big B, "I'm moving tomorrow, can I take a few days off?"

……

Late at night, in the old rented room, only a light bulb emitted a dim yellow light.

Suren sat on the creaking single bed and flipped to the last page of the notebook.

"The person who came up with this idea is truly a mad genius..."

Suren muttered to himself, his tone tinged with admiration.

"Not to mention he actually managed to rub it out of the filthy sewer..."

Fortunately, Suren had the [Biological Blueprint], which allowed him to remember the energy circuits on the transparent corpse and use them to understand the answer.

Otherwise, judging solely from the messy and whimsical handwriting in the notebook, it would indeed be impossible to understand anything.

The analysis of the "Forge of Hatred" has been completed.

A notification popped up on the panel.

Suren nodded in satisfaction and finished the remaining Coca-Cola by the bedside.

He glanced at the prepared images, which were work recording videos that he had asked Big B to get from Old A.

In the image, countless maggots, resembling grains of white rice, outline a small mountain in the shape of a human.

What's even more chilling is that they aren't just there, but rather...

Suppressing the cola that was about to burst from his throat, Suren could clearly feel the energy surging wildly within his body, along the same energy pathways.

"Very good, it works."

Suren expressionlessly turned off the video, and then countless rays of light merged and surged into a square in front of him.

In any case, he must be prepared for both possibilities.

With the blessing of the [Forge of Hatred], he can at least have the ability to act in a way that keeps up with his mind.

He clicked on the [Source Point] section in the panel that only he could see.

I currently have no way to directly change the world using the so-called "butterfly effect," and my starting point is only the initial 100 points.

This is all the "capital" he currently possesses.

[Do you want to spend 100 Source Points to travel through a one-star world?]

"Sure."

In a one-star universe, most worlds seem too ordinary compared to the four-star DC universe.

Even if they acquire immediate combat power, it is still far too weak compared to a nuclear explosion.

But Suren remembers one world that was an exception.

He took a deep breath and tapped his fingers rapidly in the air.

Countless points of light surrounded him, each representing a one-star world he could choose.

His eyes quickly locked onto one of the options.

The world has been chosen; the Jujutsu Returns to the War.

[Time scale 1:60 (Main World: Walking World) setting complete.]

[World loading]