abnabooks Chapter 142 The Anti-Life Equation and the Path to Godhood
Chapter 142 The Anti-Life Equation and the Path to Godhood
Chapter 142 The Anti-Life Equation and the Path to Godhood
What is Joe Al looking for?
This is a good question, especially when it is raised by his own son.
As Kara Zo El began transmitting various parameters of this primitive planet, Joe El, located far away in sector 2682, didn't pay much attention.
It wasn't until a truly remarkable piece of news arrived that Jor-El began to seriously examine this uncivilized planet located on Krypton's doorstep.
There have been many ancient gods in the universe, such as Raoh, the sun god of Krypton, and his creations, including Vorhek, Nightwing, and Firebird.
But even Krypton only has this one pantheon, while the number of ancient gods on this primordial planet is beyond imagination.
The invisible probes scattered around the world have been sending back more accurate data reports, showing that most of these ancient gods on Earth are not figments of human imagination, but have actually left traces of their existence.
"I am searching for something beyond your comprehension."
Faced with his son's questioning, Joe Al showed no hesitation in revealing what should have been a closely guarded secret:
"The most powerful weapon in the universe."
Again and again, Joey found these clichés rather boring.
I've seen enough of the "most powerful weapons in the universe" lately, and just thirty minutes ago, I even rejected one of them!
The Blue Lantern Ring could materialize the light of hope into a power capable of reversing entropy. Such power could even turn a star in the Saint Walker system from a decaying red giant about to explode with hydrogen flash into a younger blue star. Even so, Joey still refused it.
The lamp ring was both an asset and a constraint for Joey; he still remembered the times he had to stain his hands with blood.
The thrill of killing was addictive, and by then, the Blue Lantern Ring would probably have slipped from his grasp.
So it's better to be realistic and reject unrealistic hopes like the Blue Light Ring from the start.
So what kind of weapon is Jor-El looking for now?
Joey hasn't yet figured out what weapon could be more deadly than the hundreds of Kryptonians.
Soon, Joe Al's answer revealed something to Joey.
That is, the Dark Multiverse is truly, truly wild.
"What I'm looking for is called the 'anti-life equation'."
The others present didn't react much to this strange term, but Joey and Batman's expressions changed immediately.
These three individuals—one who had read the script before, and another who had run through the dungeon—knew better than anyone what the term "Anti-Life Equation" meant.
Unlike the spirit of white light, which represents a life equation with a physical existence, the anti-life equation does not possess a physical form; it is an extremely abstract conceptual existence.
The allure of life lies in the uncertainty of its growth and evolution; endless uncertainty naturally gives rise to endless hope.
The purpose of the anti-life equation is to calculate the final solution for each life from the concepts of mathematics and laws, thereby annihilating such uncertainty and annihilating all hope.
This is why those who have mastered the anti-life equation possess the power to arbitrarily control the will of all intellectual and intelligent races.
Once you can see through all the possibilities and outcomes of life at a glance, you can naturally manipulate the fate of all living beings in the universe.
Under normal circumstances, the anti-life equation should exist in the antimatter universe, just as the life equation of the spirit of existence would be scattered in the matter universe.
But this is the dark multiverse, the bottom layer of the matter and antimatter universe, the chaotic sea that forges new universes.
In a universe born from such chaos, anything is truly possible.
"Do you know what that is? — You two really know how to surprise me."
Jor-El noticed the changes in Batman and Joey's expressions. He knew he had come to the right place, and then looked at Batman, who was already slipping out of the room:
"Is there anything else you need to tell me?"
Joey stepped forward, blocking their view:
"You must immediately remove your stealth aircraft from Earth's airspace... Father."
Joey knew that saying such things at this moment would be somewhat laughable, as Earth in this universe was utterly powerless against the fully-fledged Kryptonian Empire.
Even though hundreds of Kryptonian spaceships are currently sweeping through Earth's atmosphere, recklessly scanning all data about the planet, no mortal nation can detect them due to the invisible force field.
"Okay, my son, they will leave immediately."
Faced with Joey's unreasonable demands, Joe Al's response was unexpected, as if he truly obeyed his son to the extreme:
"This thing is far too important for the entire planet Krypton, please forgive me for being a little too hasty."
From Joey's perspective, he could see that Jor-El wasn't playing any tricks; his words had barely left his lips when...
Those aircraft that were invisible on Earth turned around and headed out of the atmosphere.
"I understand how you feel. I've seen this kind of thing many times. In recent years, we've generally called it 'homelessness syndrome' in Kryptonian sociological research."
In the early days of Krypton's transformation, we launched many children like you into the Heng system, which has a yellow sun. Some of them, like you, have been away from home for a long time and have developed a longing for their new environment.
Joe Al grasped his son's wrist and shook it gently. Twenty years had slipped through his fingers, and he only wanted to hold onto this moment.
"This is only natural, there's no need to be troubled by it, my son. After all, we Kryptonians have never been a cold-blooded race."
For a moment, Joey really wanted to believe what his father, Joe Al, had said.
"Come."
Jor El beckoned to someone behind him, and another tall, burly guard stepped forward and respectfully handed Jor El a palm-sized metal shield emblem bearing the sigil of the El family.
"Although our reunion as father and son didn't start off pleasantly, we eventually resolved the misunderstanding together. Here, take this!"
This is the same equipment as the active metal armor that Kara wore before, only it is a bit newer in terms of its serial number.
Joey, having accepted the weapon, responded to Jor-El's gratitude in Kryptonian:
"Thank you for your understanding, Father."
"Haha, I understand, all of this happened so suddenly."
He gently patted Joey's cheek, and the smile on Joe El's face finally had a hint of genuineness:
"This is armor that only true Kryptonian warriors can possess. I look forward to the moment you wear it and meet me."
With the teleportation system's bandwidth occupied again, Jor-El regained control from Cyborg and teleported himself and the Kryptonian officers, including Kara, out of Earth.
In the end, Joe Al left Joey with only one last sentence:
"I'll give you some time to think it over. You know where to find me."
Joey knew, of course, that at this moment, 3768 Kryptonian ships of various sizes were gathering in the dark region of the Kuiper Belt at the edge of the solar system's gravitational well.
"moth***f...oh+!"
Once again eating in the cyberspace where he had never been unstoppable before, Cyborg was getting a little impatient and almost blurted out a Tibetan phrase, but fortunately, his faster-thinking other half of his electronic brain stopped him in time:
"Sorry, Superman."
The question now is whether to fight or not, and Cyborg thinks Superman is somewhat wavering at this moment.
So he stopped himself in time and did not use the rich vocabulary he had accumulated from immersing himself in 40chan, Baidu Tieba, Dahongshu and other loving interactive social platforms to attack the other party's biological father.
"It's okay, Yiyi, come over and help me examine this battle suit."
Joey and Cyborg carefully examined the suit's composition after receiving this gift from their cheap father, and then decided to try it on.
The living metal absorbed the Kryptonian bio-field radiation and bound itself to Joey, beginning to spread around him.
Unlike the black outer armor that covered the entire body of Kara and Fiora, this armor had a smaller total material content, forming a thin layer that was hidden under Joey's existing red and blue uniform.
Before Joey could even feel the power boost he had received when he donned the suit, just like when he was wearing the suit during the Shen Shi incident, a message was transmitted directly to Joey's brain via the suit's AI:
[My son, what I'm about to tell you is very important—so important that you should start thinking about it carefully right now.]
[I wonder if you've ever witnessed the inhabitants of New Genesis or Apokolips; even by Kryptonian standards, their power is astonishing.]
[They are a new race of gods, who became the new gods after the era of the ancient gods ended.]
Do not be afraid because of what I seek, just as the flames of Krypton's early days could bring death.
But it can also bring warmth. Even the most dangerous tool can shine brightly if it's in the right hands and used wisely. [The Anti-Life Equation is such a tool. I've been searching for it for over a decade, and your sudden appearance revealed its location to me, making me believe that it was all a choice of fate. [Since my expedition from Krypton more than ten years ago, I've traversed thousands of sectors and star systems, finally returning to this desolate planet on my doorstep.]
[I believe this journey has reached its end, and after I find that thing, this journey itself will be the path to godhood for us Kryptonians.]