Chapter 79
Interrogation Superman
Chapter 79 Interrogation Superman
Shen You was happily touching the equipment below when the "expert" that General Ryan had mentioned arrived.
No introduction was needed at all; that bald head, so shiny it was like a mirror, was practically the visitor's business card.
Lex Luthor, Superman's number one fan, has been both a supervillain and a superhero, and considers himself the smartest person on Earth.
"You're late," General Ryan said curtly.
"Sorry, there was a bit of traffic on the way, and I still have a lot of things to take care of. But don't worry, now that I'm here, everything will be taken care of properly."
Lex Luthor walked up to the one-way glass window where Superman was being held and squinted.
"So this is the 'Superman,' the invulnerable alien. Ha, I thought he would be taller."
A soldier came over to report: "Sir, the high-voltage electricity is completely useless! 100,000 volts of electricity has absolutely no effect."
While sitting in the chair and seemingly unconscious, Da Chao's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.
I thought to myself, "Oh? So they were just electrocuting me?"
Oh no, I didn't even realize if it was too late for me to start acting now?
"Then let's switch to 300,000 volts," Lex Luthor said calmly. "Let's see how high his voltage tolerance is."
The researcher sought General Ryan's approval with a wink, and only after the general nodded did he increase the voltage as instructed.
A powerful electric current, almost enough to scorch any ordinary living being, swept through Superman's body. With crackling sounds, the current surged like a raging torrent. Superman, who had been "fainting" just a second ago, immediately awoke, his eyes wide, his expression contorted in pain as he groaned, "Ughhh!"
However, the defenses were still not breached.
The 300,000 volts of electricity only resulted in a spectacular "MISS" on Superman. It's quite a feat for Superman's convincing acting skills; he really did a convincing job.
To be honest, as a Kryptonian who grew up under the yellow sun, the concept of "pain" might be a bit distant for Superman. It's truly remarkable that he could act so realistically; this performance deserves an Oscar.
The researcher shut off the voltage. Da Chao also stopped groaning, tilting his head to one side with his neck lolling out, looking like he was about to be electrocuted.
However, no one knew that while Superman appeared to have his eyes closed, he was actually secretly scanning everyone with his X-ray vision.
First, he memorized the faces of everyone in the room, and then scanned the business cards in his pocket—if he had any.
Then there was the base's structure, its weaponry, and the pile of long guns and cannons pointed at him through the wall in the next room. But he knew those toys were useless to him.
The only thing in the entire base that he couldn't see through was a facility buried underground, where a large amount of lead blocked his X-ray vision.
"It looks like it's working," General Ryan said happily.
He was afraid that these aliens were truly invincible. Being able to withstand 300,000 volts of electricity is certainly incredible, but it at least shows that human weapons can inflict damage.
However, Leigh was clearly more suspicious. Superman's acting was so convincing that it seemed to have aroused some of his suspicions.
"No, we need to try increasing the voltage again," said Lai Tu. "Let's try 500,000 volts this time."
Superman listened intently the entire time, afraid he might not realize the slow pace of the performance once the "voltage" was turned on. He held his breath the moment Leon Lai spoke, opening his mouth to shout next.
Unexpectedly, the outer door was suddenly pushed open, and a Black man in a white coat barged in, shouting angrily, "Stop! All of you, stop!"
The researcher's hand was already touching the start button when he heard this, so he quickly withdrew it from the control panel. Da Chao almost cried out "Ughhh!" again, but realizing the situation had changed, he quickly swallowed the scream back down.
Da Chao thought to himself, "That was close! Luckily I reacted quickly. Otherwise, if I had yelled before the switch was even turned on, I would have given myself away."
"Dr. Irons," Luther glanced at him.
Dr. Irons roared angrily, "Am I seeing things? You're using the electric chair to torture people? This is inhumane and cannot be tolerated anywhere!"
"To correct you, Doctor, that wasn't a 'person,' just an alien that happened to look human," Luther said expressionlessly. "He has no human rights."
"Fine, then I quit. At least I won't be your accomplice." Dr. Irons slammed the door shut in anger and stormed out. "I resign!"
Da Chao sat in his chair and glanced at the angry doctor again, developing a rather favorable impression of him.
Superman was deeply moved when he saw that the doctor had given up his job for him. He almost couldn't resist the urge to crash through the wall and fly out to tell him that it was okay, that he hadn't even lost a drop of blood, and that it wasn't really torture.
"Alright, now let's talk about the aliens," Luther said.
Superman breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I don't have to act anymore.
"Where are you from?"
"I consider myself an Earthling." Superman raised his head, feigning weakness.
"But you are not. You are an outsider, and most likely have ulterior motives."
"I have no ulterior motive. I just want to do what I can, to make a contribution or something," Superman said, "like all the warriors in this room."
"ha."
Luther sneered.
"Let's be frank. We all know you're here for some reason, aliens. I don't know what it is yet, but I will find out."
"I really didn't," Superman said sincerely. "I just want to have a good talk. I'm not new here; I grew up on Earth. There's nothing that can't be understood through conversation."
"Put away your arrogance. I know you're strong, and many weapons can't hurt you. But so what? You're still obediently tied to that chair, aren't you? You don't even have the right to stand and talk to me."
Superman thought for a moment, then snapped his hands free from the several shackles that bound him to the chair and stood up.
Luther: "?"
The soldiers: "?"
and many more.
Did he just stand up from the electric chair?
Luther was the first to react, immediately shouting, "Poison gas! Release the poison gas now! Before he comes out!"
"Don't worry about Dr. Luther," General Lane quickly regained his composure. "That room is a fortress; it can withstand even a direct rocket hit. He's not that easy to deal with."
Clam!!?"
Before the general could finish speaking, everyone stared wide-eyed as Superman walked straight out of his so-called "fortress-like wall."
Yes, that's right, he just walked out normally. Superman smashed through the interrogation room wall with his body and stood among the crowd.
"Alright." Superman looked around. "Now, shouldn't we be able to talk face-to-face?"
The researcher in front of the control panel had a mouth so big it could fit a pineapple.
(End of this chapter)