In a tavern in a remote area, three different people are gathered at a table. Sitting on the left is a sturdy man with gold-rimmed glasses, a wisp of curly hair on his head, a strong build, and a sunny and determined look.

Sitting on the right is a middle-aged man wearing an oversized black sun hat, a black robe, and showing an extreme aversion to the sun. He is huddled on the right side of the tavern.

The person sitting between the two was wearing a golden short robe, with a noble face, a calm temperament, and a golden vertical pupil in his eyes that appeared and disappeared from time to time. His powerful aura made the people sitting on both sides dare not underestimate him.

"You are truly an incredible being, Mr. Clark. Your blood, your genes, and your cells all contain powerful strength. They are rapidly adapting to the sunlight of this world. Perhaps it won't be long before you can once again become the Superman who can fly into the sky and into the earth..."

Taylor stroked his chin in amazement. In his pair of golden vertical pupils, he could see that every cell in Clark's body was rapidly iterating and self-dividing. A new type of cell that could adapt to the sunlight of this plane was slowly being born.

He is indeed a top Superman among countless cheaters. Maybe he could be the Superman of the main universe. Is the power of the Code of Life really that strong? Thinking of this, Taylor raised his head slightly and looked at the sun in the sky. If Superman is thrown into the sun of this plane now, I wonder if a golden Superman can be thrown out after tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.

Let’s just forget it…

Then he shook his head and gave up his idea. If the person in front of him was the Superman of the main universe, then there would be no need to go with the Golden Superman route or the Silver Superman route, because the Superman of the main universe itself is a huge bug.

No matter how strong the villain is, he will have to put in a lot of effort in front of the main superhero, but will never be able to defeat the main superhero, and will eventually be killed by the main superhero.

Even if the main super cannot handle it, then just sacrifice Little Flash, or ask the external brain Bat Master to help. Anyway, they always have a way to solve all difficulties. In other words, every extraordinary individual in the main universe, no matter what they look like in other parallel universes, they are all bugs and legends in the main universe.

However, they are not in the same place now, so it is still unclear whether this kind of strange ability can be produced. Moreover, the main super's magic resistance is too weak and his ability is too single. Without absolute qualitative change, Taylor is confident that he can kill the main super through the mirror space.

Clark didn't say anything, he just silently clenched the glass in his hand. This glass is said to be a high-hardness material developed by people in this world, its hardness is comparable to diamond, and it is extremely cheap.

In fact, it feels better when you are weak.

Somehow, this idea suddenly emerged in Clark's mind. When he became Superman, he was too cautious and too afraid. He was afraid that he would accidentally poke a building down with a finger, and he was afraid that if he stomped his foot hard, the entire planet would split in two.

It had been a long time since he had experienced the feeling of squeezing the cup with all his strength but failing to break it. He felt that here, at least now, he could swing his fists and stomp his feet without worrying about any accidents.

Clark didn't reply, and Taylor was not in a hurry. After retracting his gaze, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Dracula, who was extremely afraid of the sunlight outside.

The legendary vampire ancestor Count Dracula, but now it seems that Taylor thinks this middle-aged man is most likely the Hotel Transylvania version.

There was a daughter who opened a hotel and had the Mummy, Frankenstein, the Wolf Man and the Invisible Man as her close friends. She ran the isolated hotel all year round and only opened it to monsters.

Well, probably before the plot even began, who could have imagined that the future Count Dracula would marry for the second time, and the woman he found would be the daughter of his arch-enemy, the Van Helsing family?

Dracula was feeling very uneasy now. He was not an absolute antique and he even had things like projectors and PPTs in his hotel.

He could clearly feel that there were some things in the air of this world that were beneficial to monsters, and the level of civilization here was much lower than what he had seen before. Coupled with this unique environment and the information he had learned so far, Dracula could determine that he had now come to another world.

I wonder how poor little Mavis is doing now. It's so abominable. Who brought me here? ! ! !

Noticing the sad look on Dracula's face, he could quickly realize why Dracula was sad.

"Mr. Dracula, please don't worry. Maybe everything will be fine after a while. Besides, you also said that your daughter has grown up. Your good brothers will definitely help you when they know the situation."

Unless they are not really good friends, but just have their eyes on your hotel.

But since the storyline is more like a fairy tale, they must all be good people.

Maybe Taylor's words really had some effect. Dracula soon calmed down. He looked at Taylor with gratitude and spoke sincerely.

"Thank you, Mr. Taylor. I am really stressed out. I miss my daughter so much. I don't know why I am here at all."

Then, Dracula thought for a moment and asked Taylor.

"Mr. Taylor, I can see that you don't seem to be a native of this world. Do you have any way to help us get out of here?"

Clark, who was sitting opposite him, also looked up at Taylor. Although this place was not bad, there was no place better than home!

"have no idea."

Taylor shook his head, looking at the disappointed faces of the two, and suggested.

"Since we are all visitors from another world, and the situation in this world is so complicated, maybe when we leave here and walk around and see more people in the same situation as us, we can come up with a good solution."

"That's exactly what you should do. Thank you, Mr. Taylor, and I'm sorry for my earlier rudeness."

"I'm fine with that, but can I go out at night? The sunlight outside is so horrible... blinding."

They both looked at Taylor at the same time and couldn't help but think of this.

Mr. Taylor is such a gentle and kind person.

"If that's the case, then I suggest we go to the Autobots' Steel City first. It looks very interesting there."

"Can."

"I can do anything."

(End of this chapter)