I'm Superman's Brother, But I Got Thanos's Template

The invasion of Earth by the alien general Zod and his alien forces has ended.

Their evil plan to destroy humanity and terraform Earth was thwarted by the Transcendent and Superman.

During the conflict, over a thousand people in Metropolis died, and countless others mourned.

This event, which concerned the fate of the entire Earth, made more people around the world aware of these two superheroes. Opinions were divided and discussions were heated. Some were grateful to the Transcendent and Superman for saving Earth, while others harbored suspicion and even hostility towards them.

"From start to finish, all we saw was a massive battle that endangered innocent lives!

A few aliens tore apart our buildings like they were toys.

The so-called conspiracy, the so-called plan to destroy humanity – did anyone actually see it!"

"That Zod kept shouting in the city for Superman to hand over some Codex. Could it be that he stole something from his own people and came to Earth to hide, bringing disaster upon us!"

"Enough! Didn't you see Zod's attitude towards us?

He threatened the Transcendent and Superman twice using us. Could he possibly be a good person!

How many people has Superman saved since he appeared!

The Transcendent fought alongside Superman to drive away the space monsters that wanted to eat us."

"I don't have any ill feelings towards Superman and the Transcendent.

But if Superman's own people came this time, what if his race's enemies come next?"

"Superman is confirmed to be an alien. Does anyone know if the Transcendent is one of us Earthlings?"

"..."

Online discussions about the Transcendent's identity and whether Superman should be thanked and allowed to stay on Earth were endless. Television debate programs discussing these points aired one after another, with countless celebrities from various fields being interviewed for their opinions.

The Transcendent's identity was frequently brought up because some proposed that if the Transcendent were an Earthling, Earth could collectively request the Transcendent to drive away Superman. Then, our world would be protected by our own planet's superhero, which would put everyone at ease!

Clark had long learned to view the various online discussions with a calm demeanor.

David, however, was completely unconcerned. He was more worried about which rat had secretly abducted the two Kryptonians he had knocked unconscious while he and Clark were fighting Zod and Faora!

"Check the data on the other mothership?

Please wait a moment."

In the Fortress of Solitude in the Arctic, Jor-El, after hearing their request, manipulated the ship to print a key attachment that resembled a seal.

A floating Mechanical Guardian extended a metallic tentacle and placed the key into Clark's hand.

"Insert the key into the mothership's main control room, and I can take over its permissions."

"Okay." "Thanks, Uncle El."

After the two arrived at the mothership and did as instructed, Jor-El's figure appeared in the main control room. After closing his eyes for a second, he waved his hand and brought up a video.

A familiar bald figure in a green high-tech battlesuit flew into the ship through the large hole David had broken. After a brief identification, he forcefully made his way towards the mothership's head control room, displaying astonishing strength.

The alloy doors of the Kryptonian mothership were easily removed and discarded like cardboard in his hands.

Upon reaching the control room, he attempted to steal the technology stored in the ship's computer, but all his efforts ended in failure.

Frustrated at leaving empty-handed after finding a treasure trove, he heavily punched the ship's control console, his face grim as he turned to leave.

"It's Luthor."

David's eyes narrowed.

"How did he become so powerful?"

Clark asked hesitantly, "Did he upgrade his bionic robots?"

The appearance of Zero Armor and the mechs controlled by Batman suggested that seemingly outdated Earth technology should not be underestimated.

"The mothership's scan indicates he is a biological organism."

Jor-El waved his hand, and an image resembling an X-ray of a human body appeared.

Clark looked at David with confusion.

"Could it be that a metahuman has taken on Luthor's appearance?"

After all, such incidents were not without precedent, like Tina, who had shapeshifting abilities, transforming into Luthor's likeness to rob a bank.

"There's no need for that.

Why would someone with such power frame Luthor?"

David waved his hand.

"He must have undergone biological modification himself."

After saying this, he stroked his chin, a hint of surprise in his thoughts.

Luthor, as a supreme advocate for humanity, had used technology, Kryptonite, and even cloned duplicates of Clark to fight Superman in the comics, but he rarely abandoned his identity as an ordinary Earthling.

However, it wasn't entirely unheard of.

"In the comics, he once envied the Kryptonian's abilities and proposed an 'everyone's plan,' claiming to modify genes to grant superpowers to everyone, using innocent people as his experimental subjects. But later, he discovered that the technology was not applicable to his genes, and it failed."

Did he and Clark push him too hard?

Thinking about it, Luthor's most important identity was that of a billionaire. Forcing him to step down and take control of his business empire was almost like cutting off his roots.

If he wanted to achieve his ambition of becoming the most powerful person in the human world, he couldn't do without money.

"I'll need Uncle Jor-El's help with something too."

After confirming that Luthor had taken the two unconscious Kryptonians, David looked at Jor-El.

"Find this person on Earth?"

Different from ordinary artificial intelligence, the electronic lifeform Jor-El, who could think—even think like he did in life—guessed his thoughts and smiled, "No problem."

He closed his eyes and began invading the global network to search.

The ordinary Kryptonian intelligence on Zod's ship could hack into global electronic display devices. How much more could Jor-El, in his current form, do? It would only take a little time.

"What does he want with the unconscious Kryptonians?"

Clark's brow was furrowed.

"To experiment?

Isn't he afraid Zod's two subordinates will wake up and kill him?"

 "He's likely already figured out your Kryptonian weaknesses," David said.

Last time, Clark had been beaten to the point of bleeding from the mouth in front of many people. Such an abnormal scene couldn't have escaped Luthor's notice.

Clark had the Green Lantern Ring and didn't need to worry about Kryptonite radiation, but those two Kryptonians did.

Acquiring some byproducts of meteorites wouldn't be difficult for Luthor at all.

"Found him."

While the two were talking, Jor-El opened his eyes. A coordinate appeared on Earth's surface, pinpointing an underground location in the outskirts of Metropolis.

"I didn't have time to deal with him before."

Having obtained Luthor's hiding place, David's gaze turned icy as he walked outside the spaceship.

"This time, I'll just finish him off."

It was also a fulfillment of his promise that the moment Luthor reappeared in the sunlight would be his death.

...

In the bunker laboratory.

Luthor had brought back the two Kryptonians and placed them on the examination table as experimental subjects. Watching the two who had been injected with meteorite solution and fallen unconscious, a feverish glint flashed in his eyes, and a cold smile curved his lips.

"With these two biological materials, the plan will surely be achieved faster!"

When he discovered that the meteorites, which might have accompanied Superman to Earth, could weaken him, he had acquired many of the remaining meteorite byproducts on Earth to deal with Superman.

In addition, to ensure safety and for future needs, he had initiated and designed another plan.

That day, after Superman and the Transcendent were taken away by green energy, he had secretly sent people to the scene of the fight and obtained a small amount of Superman's non-inactivated blood.

"A plan called Superman Servant!"

"Cloning is a great technology with unimaginable application prospects.

But due to legal and ethical issues, it is forbidden in the human world.

Such foolish laws completely stifle humanity's technological potential in this area."

Luthor had always believed that laws and morals only restrained the weak. He would use Superman's blood to clone him for his own use.

However, cloning Earthlings and cloning aliens were different in difficulty.

Even though he now possessed extraordinary technological research intelligence.

"The main biological materials available for experimentation were too few, which delayed progress."

But now it was different. What was originally estimated to take at least three months, Luthor was confident he could complete in five days.

"After all, cloning isn't that difficult a technology."

His eyes flickered with a dark light.

He had personally tried it, and even though the successful experimental results made him very uncomfortable.

"Lex Luthor should be one of a kind."

Moreover, he had encountered a problem that everyone who researched cloning technology faced—is the clone still him?

That discomfort had forced him to commit his first murder personally, and the special identity of the person he killed was enough to make the legal community argue endlessly about how to sentence him.

"Alexander conquered the world before the age of thirty, becoming one of the most influential and famous figures in human history.

But at twenty, Philip II died in a palace assassination, and before he inherited the throne and began his conquest, he was merely a prince of an unremarkable small country in the world at that time."

Luthor, wearing a white protective suit, looked expressionlessly at the two experimental subjects who were about to become biological materials, his fingers brushing the edge of the cold laboratory table.

"If Alexander and his father Philip II had both died in the assassination at that time, would his name still be remembered in the world and leave a glorious page in human history?"

"The answer is probably no."

His eyes were cold as he wondered what he was thinking. He picked up a syringe, preparing to collect the alien's blood.

Suddenly.

Lex paused, frowning as he looked.

His gaze penetrated layers of steel and concrete, visible in a gray, special perspective that could detect biological magnetic field strength.

Two figures descended.

One radiated a blazing light, like a sun, while the other's light was contained but dazzling and solid, like a concentrated beam of light formed into a human shape.

"They actually found me?"

Other people's life magnetic fields were like candles, but these two...

Instantly guessing their identities, Lex's face darkened. He glanced at the two anesthetized test subjects on the platform.

His fingernails extended, taking on a silver metallic texture, like a sharp dagger. He swiftly severed the arm of a Kryptonian weakened by meteorite solution, and in an instant, his palm emitted a freezing aura, solidifying it.

The ground pushed open like waves.

Having completed the Typhon Project, Lex grabbed the arm and prepared to retreat underground immediately.

If it were only Superman, he might have stayed to try and fight.

"But now there's a Transcendent too."

He had grasped Superman's definite weakness, but the Transcendent was different.

Lex had once speculated that the Transcendent and Superman were from the same alien race. After Zod visited Earth, he never mentioned the Transcendent, making him doubt this conjecture.

Suddenly, the ground became like hardening cement.

Lex's movements became sluggish.

With his current strength, let alone cement, he could tear through steel. With half his body in the ground, he looked upwards.

Crack!

The bunker's ceiling was torn open from afar, and two figures looked down.

Lex, along with several meters of the surrounding ground, was ripped away and suspended. He exerted force with his arms, shattering the soil that had encased him with a force field. Since he couldn't dodge, he simply ascended, confronting the two who arrived like unwelcome guests.

"Transcendent, Superman.

I didn't expect you to find this place."

"Did you think you could live much longer after revealing your true form in the sunlight?"

David's gaze was indifferent.

"You took someone from the moon that you shouldn't have, Luthor."

Clark used his super-vision to scan Luthor's body, confirming he wasn't a robot.

Earlier, he had seen Luthor casually sever a Kryptonian's arm as if plucking a leaf from a plant, not treating them like a person. His voice was laced with anger.

"You mean the alien war criminal who invaded Earth?"

Tearing off his protective suit to reveal a black suit, Luthor tossed aside the cold arm he had been eager to take, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and threw it away like trash.

"Superman, who fights crime all over the city, wants to take someone from me. Which Earth law have I broken?"

He asked with a sneer.

"Unlawful imprisonment? Malicious harm to others?

Are aliens also protected by Earth's laws?"

"You..."

A series of mocking questions, which almost implied that aliens were also people, made Clark clench his fists in anger.

But strictly speaking, the laws of various countries on Earth only applied to humans. Legally, Luthor had not committed a crime.

"I'm not here to listen to your sophistry,"

David said coldly, raising his hand and manipulating the gravity field to press Luthor down from the air. His voice was like the perpetual north wind of the Arctic, chilling to the bone.

"Do you remember what I said, Lex Luthor!"

BOOM!

Luthor was slammed into the ground as if by a mountain. The earth cracked like a spiderweb. Wave after wave of gravity fields pressed down, causing the ground to instantly sink dozens of meters. The soil and rocks were compacted to be as hard and firm as steel.

His face contorted in anger. His body shifted, sometimes turning to steel, sometimes to rock, sometimes growing larger in size, as he struggled to stand up, lifting his head to look at the sky.

Damn it, even with hundreds of abilities, they couldn't directly resist this guy's power when combined!

"I have committed no crime.

Superman, and the Transcendent who came with you, are committing a crime.

He is attacking me, an innocent citizen. Can't you see that!"

Luthor's veins bulged on his forehead, and he sneered.

"I'm reminding you, the moment I took off my cravat, I activated the miniature camera on my chest with a gesture.

Right now, you two super heroes who just saved Earth, every move you make is being broadcast to the entire world!"

A button on his chest faintly gleamed with the red light of the camera.

"Wait a moment..."

Seeing that it was indeed a camera, Clark's expression changed. He wanted to stop his brother.

Their line of work truly lacked legal support, and they were on the edge of breaking the law.

"Did you really think I'd care about that, Luthor?"

But David's face remained completely unruffled as an invisible hand reached out and squeezed him fiercely, as if grabbing a young chick from afar.

These are the updates from two days ago. I wrote a bit slowly and posted an hour late, my apologies.

I will slowly repay the overdue update from the day before yesterday.

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