hotmtlnovel Chapter 87 The Sun God
Chapter 87 The Sun God
Chapter 88 The Sun God (Seeking first subscriptions!)
One hundred kilometers from the surface of New York, above the Carmen Line, the world is desolate.
Vacuum zone.
Separated from the azure Earth, the red cloak fluttering behind Los is the most eye-catching splash of color in the current dark and desolate universe.
Los still subconsciously held his breath, his powerful lung capacity enough to exhale with the force of an ice-cold breath, allowing him to easily hold his breath for more than a week.
He soared into the air, his back to the stunning blue arc of the world, still flying at full speed.
Two hundred kilometers, three hundred kilometers —
We've reached 600 kilometers, in a sun-synchronous orbit.
At this altitude, the almost unobstructed yellow sunlight washed over Los, increasing his radiation levels.
Among the many artificial satellites in sun-synchronous orbit, Los found one marked with the "Iron Body" logo.
This is what Jordan publicly advertised as the satellite used by Steel Body Industries to detect weather.
In fact, it is also a guiding lighthouse.
This satellite is distinctly different from other satellites in that there is a metallic bench on the side of the satellite facing Earth.
Los slowed his flight, his red cloak billowing as he reached out and rested his hand on the armrest of the satellite's metal bench.
He turned around, tossed his red cloak aside, and sat down on the bronze metal bench, his back to the enormous, fireball-like sun behind him, looking down at the half-lit, half-dark world in front of him.
Due to the different physiological structure of Kryptonians, this is a deep space that even the people of their homeland find difficult to reach, so it would be meaningless for the other side to arrive here.
The world was quieter than ever before, and Los truly felt it.
When Earth's shadow falls on the satellite region, the temperature drops to minus 100 degrees Celsius, while when bathed in direct sunlight, it soars to over 100 degrees Celsius.
Tsk.
Los sighed inwardly, never expecting there to be a sauna here that offered both hot and cold experiences.
His body relaxed in a blissful state, and his steel-like frame continued to absorb the radiation from the yellow sun, strengthening and growing stronger, just like a sponge.
The sunlight, like a raging fire, seemed to repeatedly pound the muscles beneath the Injustice Kryptonian suit, refining their lines to an even more perfect perfection.
Los estimated his height to be 1.86 meters, and it seemed there was still a possibility of him growing taller.
Fun fact: Eighteen-year-olds are still developing.
He sat on the satellite's metal bench, closed his eyes, and took a short nap during his lunch break.
If anyone were to witness this scene, they would surely mistake it for a deity.
Of course, Los is not far from being a god.
Everything is within reach!
Strength +1, Constitution +1!
His power keeps breaking through the critical point, and according to the ghost of Iron Man, he is currently as strong as dozens of Spider-Men.
Meanwhile, the physical stats continue to increase.
middle East.
In Radiant City, Queen Maeve arrived at the edge of the giant pit in the central square, gazing at the majestic statue gleaming in the sunlight and bearing the honor of the local people.
She was deeply moved, following the surging crowd as if she were on a pilgrimage.
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What troubled Maeve even more was that the facial features of the towering statue resembled those of a young man she knew.
But how is that possible?
Just as Maeve was about to get closer to examine the stone sculpture's features, a small hand patted her arm.
Maeve looked back and saw a local boy whose face was tanned, but whose clothes were simple and clean.
"Miss."
The boy, speaking fluent English, smiled and politely asked, "My name is Kenji. Do you need a tour guide?"
"How much does a tour guide cost per day?" Maeve reached into her trench coat pocket.
Kenji shook his head decisively, "I don't need money."
Queen Maeve was stunned.
He smiled innocently and said matter-of-factly, "The resources in Radiant City are distributed equally. I have no worries about food or lodging, and there's nowhere to spend money. I just want to do good deeds."
"Free? Equal distribution?"
Maeve was even more taken aback.
Even if they are local scammers, this rhetoric is just too fake.
Pointing to the large statue in front of her, she asked curiously, "Who is he?"
"Nobody knows the specific name."
Kenji looked at the statue with longing, as if recalling something, and smiled, "But we all call him the Sun God. He saved us, destroyed the Glorious Liberation Front, and saved the people."
"Then let me ask you."
Maeve tried to find a loophole in Kenji's words, "You said that the city's resources are distributed equally, but who carried out the distribution?"
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"Monday."
Kenji didn't think too much and said in awe, "Her name is Monday. She is the assistant of the sun god and is omnipresent in the city."
"Everywhere?"
Maeve instinctively looked around, but her extraordinary senses failed to detect any spying.
Just then.
An avalanche struck the distant mountains, and a figure in a blue battle suit draped in a star-studded and striped cape flew down from the sky.
Because of the great distance, the other party was much smaller than a kite, and the residents on site could not see it at all.
Only Queen Maeve, with her exceptional eyesight, felt a chill run down her spine and her teeth began to chatter.
It's him.
Homelander, he's coming!
On the same orbit as the sun.
Los groggily opened his eyes and looked at the corner of the screen that lit up on the armrest of the artificial satellite bench.
It was AI that sent the intelligence message on Monday.
After reading the message, Los fell into a brief moment of thought.
The Homelander is heading to the Middle East, perhaps because the Glorious Liberation Front has suddenly disappeared without a trace, prompting them to make a special trip to check on the situation.
"Perfect timing, the tool for measuring the embryonic form of that legion has arrived for free."
Los remained calm and unhurried.
He rested his hand on the satellite's metal chair and entered a series of codes.
Los has already figured out the nature of the Homelanders.
The opponent is like a silverback gorilla. Despite having world-class stats and mechanics, it can never unleash its full potential and will choose to flee whenever it senses danger.
Therefore, defeating and forcing the Fatherlanders to retreat are two completely different things.
at the same time.
In the City of Glory.
Queen Maeve gripped Kenji's shoulder tightly, her knuckles turning white.
She was breathing rapidly and tried to shout for the people around her to run away, but she could not make a sound.
Run! Homelander is coming!
call out!
The snow-capped hills on the high mountain crumbled, and the clouds broke apart.
People from the motherland have already seen the small city at the bottom of the snow-covered valley.
Just as he was pondering where to land in the city, three humanoid figures in metal armor flew from the front, blocking his path in the sky!
The three arc reactors each emitted a white glow of energy, and the cold on the snow-capped mountaintop was dispelled by the heat emanating from the engine.
Homelander quickly scanned the area, his X-ray vision piercing the energy engine and the extremely complex mechanical armor of the new century, causing his brain to momentarily freeze.
Are wise men out of their minds?
Isn't it said that people in impoverished areas of the Middle East don't even have cell phones or computers? Where did this kind of high-tech military equipment come from?
Before the people of our motherland could think too much about it.
Three steel armored figures raised their hands, and their hand engines simultaneously fired scorching white beams of light at Homelander.
Homelander flew swiftly to dodge, his eyes flashing with crimson heat, briefly clashing with two white laser beams!
Aerial combat is imminent.