Transmigrated Into the Marvel Universe as a Disabled Villain—What Now?

[Female Protagonist | No CP | Team Favorite | Lighthearted Comedy | Crossover of DC and Marvel]

The author pours their heart into this story to remedy all regrets!!!

As a humble corpora...

Chapter 47 Green Glow

Chapter 47 Green Glow

The moment Batman saw the green powder, he recognized it as kryptonite. He thought to himself that something was wrong and hurried to rush in to save Superman.

But the powder concentration is so high that it makes breathing difficult even if you get close to it.

Wonder Woman checked Batman's injuries and looked at the powder that lingered for a long time with concern.

"Bat, the kryptonite concentration is too high. We can't get in."

Batman was silent, his eyes fixed on the center of the square. The tracker on Superman was destroyed in the battle with Doomsday just now, so he had no way to check Superman's whereabouts.

Lex Luthor had tears in his eyes. He looked at Superman surrounded by kryptonite excitedly and wished he could get into the surveillance camera in front of him.

The glowing bald head flickered with his movements, in a way that he wouldn't even need a disco ball to have a party.

Just when everyone thought that Superman was doomed to die this time, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the powder.

Batman's eyes narrowed, and he quickly adjusted his state, gripping the bat dart tightly, intending to strike first.

The Flash used his super speed to disappear for a moment, and couldn't help shouting,

"President!!"

Superman paused, then staggered towards the Flash, his expression unclear.

Green Lantern quickly protected Little Flash behind him and looked at Superman vigilantly, not knowing whether he was an enemy or a friend.

Suddenly Superman looked up, held his forehead, and looked at the two with a headache.

".....Little Flash? What happened?"

Green Lantern's guarded posture was still tense, but his expression was full of surprise.

"Chairman? You're back to normal!"

Batman approached Superman calmly, and when he saw that he didn't make any attacking moves, he took out the kryptonite he carried in his belt and explained,

"You just attacked us with the Destruction Virus, and then got hit by a Kryptonite bomb."

Superman was stunned, then he remembered.

After a full-strength attack, Doomsday was indeed destroyed, but he was infected with the virus due to his close contact with Doomsday.

The virus invaded his body and tried to take over his brain. Superman felt as if there was a drill in his brain that was constantly eroding his thoughts.

In the end, he was defeated by Doomsday in the battle for control of his body, and was imprisoned by the chains of the virus. After that, he knew nothing.

Superman heard Batman's heartbeat much faster than usual. He saw blood oozing out of Batman's covered abdomen, a wound that was not there when they attacked Doomsday just now.

That was the damage he had suffered when he was controlled. Superman's deep blue eyes were filled with regret and self-blame. He spoke in a low voice,

"Sorry, it's my fault, I..."

"Don't you feel uncomfortable now?"

Batman didn't let him continue. He didn't think Superman did anything wrong. In fact, what he did was the best solution.

Superman blinked, not quite understanding what Batman meant by that.

Wonder Woman came over and pointed at him euphemistically.

"Clark, have you noticed anything different about you?"

Superman then noticed that his blue uniform had turned into a teal color, and his body was covered in thick Kryptonite powder, though of course he couldn't see the top of his head.

The bomb exploded right above him, and the top of his head was the hardest hit. His black hair became colorful, as if it had been dyed.

There were several green streaks on his face from unconsciously touching him with his hands. The god of the metropolis now looked like a refugee from the border.

Dachao, who was glowing green, showed a "silly" smile, scratched his head, and a layer of powder slid down from the back of his head.

"I'm not feeling sick, I feel completely recovered now!"

Luther was sitting in his boss chair with his legs crossed, sipping red wine with pride and fantasizing about his wonderful life ruling the metropolis in the future, when he suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure in the surveillance video.

Luther:! ! ! How is this possible? !

In Mr. Luthor's words, he could recognize Superman even if he turned into ashes. A mouthful of wine got stuck in his throat and his pupils seemed to be about to burst out of their sockets.

He stood up suddenly and didn't even notice that the wine spilled all over him. Seeing Superman’s normal eyes, all the fantasies just now were shattered into pieces.

Luthor, whose defense was successfully broken by Superman, screamed in the office and smashed the computer in front of him to pieces.

Rong Huan squatted by the wall, listening to the system for a long time without any response, and felt a little suspicious.

But reviewing the operation just now, it is almost certain, if not foolproof.

This is the system judging that the task is successful, and starts playing applause.

[Pa pa pa pa, congratulations to the host for completing the task, the reward has been issued, please check it. ]

Rong Huan twitched his lips. This crappy system was becoming more and more tacky. Seeing the points credited to my account, I almost burst into tears with joy.

Seeing that the mission was about to be completed, it was time for her to run away. A good villain always stays ahead of the enemy!

She followed the navigation to Clark's apartment. Batman was thinking about Superman's abnormality, and noticed a small figure flash by on the side of the road.

Something flashed through Batman's mind, and he instantly understood why Superman was covered in kryptonite powder but remained unharmed.

He immediately said to the Flash who was joining in the fun,

"Xiao Rong is nearby!"

The Flash didn't think about it and went to find the child immediately. Wonder Woman understood why Batman said that. They looked at each other and she confirmed her guess.

When Superman heard Batman's words, he looked around immediately. The square was too dangerous. Xiao Rong was short and blind, so it was easy for him to be injured by mistake.

The next second he wondered why Batman said that, thinking back to his first meeting with the little girl, she did have many secrets.

Clark originally thought that if the child didn't want to tell him, he wouldn't insist on knowing, and he should always respect her ideas, but now he just feels that he should get to the bottom of it.

You have to ask clearly about your naughty child to feel at ease!

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. If Clark wants to teach the child a lesson again, he has to wait until the Flash catches up.

The Flash quickly searched the crowd and soon came to a fork in the road. He looked in three different directions and was struggling to decide which one to go when he suddenly saw a little girl in a skirt in the distance who looked very much like Rong Huan.

His eyes lit up and he ran after her as fast as he could. He quickly grabbed the child's shoulders and took a closer look, realizing that it was not Rong Huan. The little girl was startled and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

The Flash could only coax the child in a gentle voice while constantly looking around.

If Batman knew that Flash's luck was so bad that he would miss Rong Huan if he had to choose one of the three options, he probably would never let him come to find the child. After all, Flash is a loser even when drawing equipment in games, so he is not much better in real life.

At this time, Rong Huan was walking on the street, struggling to pass by people's legs. Unlike the Flash who was flustered, she was quite relaxed.

But soon she couldn't laugh anymore because the system reminded her that someone was following her.

Rong Huan couldn't understand why someone would follow a weak child like her. Had she been discovered just now?

Rong Huan scared himself so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He turned around and ran into the crowd, but his legs were short and he was caught by someone in a short while.

A second before she was knocked unconscious, she wanted to point her middle finger to the sky.

Damn, why do they all use the same routine? Convex (`△′+)