Chapter 225 - 223: The Sun in the Heart

Chapter 225: Chapter 223: The Sun in the Heart

Cold, trembling...

Floating in mid-air, Clark Kent slowly opened his azure eyes.

In his line of sight, a group of people in white lab coats surrounded him. The man in the lead, who had a square face, spoke up and asked, "Do you know who you are?"

’Who am I?’ Clark Kent recalled his past.

’I am Clark Kent. I once protected justice under the name of Superman. But the cruelty of the world left me disheartened. Justice compromised in the face of power, and kindness seemed feeble. I began to question where true justice lay. So, I stopped being bound by rules, using my power to punish criminals who had escaped the law’s grasp.’ Kent thought to himself.

"Sir, he’s an alien. You should probably use English," one of the men in a lab coat reminded the square-faced man.

"Bah, I’m using the Chinese-dubbed version. Just stay out of it," the square-faced man said, waving his hand impatiently.

Facing everyone’s stares, Kent said calmly, "The world calls me Unjust Superman. I am the bane of evil, the mortal enemy of heroes, and the leader of the people."

As he spoke, to the delight of the onlookers, Clark stopped floating and slowly descended to the ground. "Where is this place? And who are all of you?"

"I am your creator."

The Gag King waved his hand, excitedly sizing up the man before him. He wore a black uniform with a crimson ’S’ insignia emblazoned on his chest and a red cape that billowed behind him.

"Creator? Hmph, what nonsense!"

Clark said coldly, then with a sudden sweep of his arm, he kicked up a cloud of dust and prepared to fly out of the base. But just as he took off, his arm was grabbed by the square-faced man.

’No... something’s wrong...’

Clark looked closer and saw that, at some point, an ’F’ insignia had appeared on the man’s chest. He was smiling at him.

"Your original host couldn’t even beat me, let alone a little action figure like you whose personality I’ve overwritten." The Gag King laughed, having already borrowed the powers of Superman F.

Unjust Superman automatically filtered out the Gag King’s incomprehensible words, staring at his own arm. It felt like it was caught in a steel vise; he couldn’t break free at all.

"Are you a Kryptonian too?" Clark asked subconsciously. He then activated his X-ray vision and scanned his surroundings.

Using his super-vision, he discovered he was in an unfamiliar base, filled with clones floating in nutrient fluid.

But the next moment, with no intention of explaining, the Gag King’s fist smashed directly into Clark’s face. "You talk too much. Let me test your body’s functions after your rebirth."

As he spoke, the Gag King grabbed Clark by the head and dragged him straight up, smashing through the thick layers of subterranean rock toward the surface. A series of explosions followed, like a hurricane of bombs.

Ten minutes later, the Gag King returned to the base, dragging the unconscious body of Clark.

Tossing the unconscious Clark to the floor, the Gag King said flatly:

"A bit tougher than before. His strength is about 780,000 tons, speed is Mach 15, and his defense can withstand an impact of 1,500,000 tons without taking damage."

"But that’s much weaker than the ten million tons of strength I set for him in his memories."

"However, because of the memory alteration, this guy has completely forgotten his legacy, the [Blood Sea Undying Body], and instead gained special abilities like a bio-electric field, X-ray vision, laser vision, and freeze breath. He’s no different from the Superman you see in the movies now."

Listening to the Gag King’s report, a researcher nearby summarized, "It seems consciousness has a much greater impact on the body than we imagined. That so-called ’Light of the Heart’ must be something like Skill Points in a game."

"And if a person’s consciousness is completely erased, then from the perspective of the ’Light of the Heart,’ that person is considered completely dead. Their file has been deleted."

"But even if the file is deleted, for the body, it’s just like having all of one’s Skill Points reset. These refunded Skill Points can then be allocated to new attributes."

"Strength, speed, defense, and special abilities can all be readjusted through this reset."

"But because the number of points is fixed, no matter how much you distort their consciousness, a Second Turn will only ever be a Second Turn."

"But I feel like there’s still more to dig into. Sir, are you preparing to continue the experiments?" the researcher asked cautiously. Although he hadn’t slept all night, he was extremely excited.

"Of course. This time, let’s use a different personality to distort his memories. This ’Light of the Heart’ feels like a combination of the Six Desires Demonic Separation Chapter and the Hell Soul Cleansing Scripture," the Gag King said excitedly.

...

After a relaxing night, Fang Can was woken by a knock at the door.

Before he even opened his eyes, he felt a soft body slide into his bed.

From the touch, Fang Can knew instantly that the person hugging him was Liu Qingmeng.

He could feel his Heart Image being continuously absorbed and converted by the young woman.

Before he could speak, a crisp voice sounded by his ear, "Fang Can, don’t forget today’s friend fee."

Sighing softly, Fang Can said nothing more and let the young woman do as she pleased, turning his focus to his cultivation instead.

He could feel his physical strength increasing at a visible rate during his First Turn’s Eclosion phase, thanks to the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment. He just needed to pass these hundred days safely, and his power would increase tenfold.

But now, Fang Can could also artificially accelerate this Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment process through cultivation.

The main methods of cultivation were liberating the mind and practicing visualization to stabilize the spirit, then using the spirit to act upon the body.

Simply put, you had to solidify your persona. Your every word and action had to align with your personality as much as possible.

The more your actions and personality aligned, the more stable your will became, and the faster you would naturally grow stronger.

Another method was pure cultivation, such as nurturing scholarly energy, tempering the body through martial arts, and turning the false into reality through a placebo effect to become stronger.

After all, the essence of this idealistic Martial Dao was the liberation of the mind.

And now that Fang Can had entered the First Turn, the old version of his "Great Sun Undying Demon Body" cultivation method naturally needed an upgrade.

Compared to his previous training, during the Heaven-Ascending Road stage, Fang Can had completely given up on tempering his physical body and instead began to visualize a sun within his mind.

With his eyes slightly closed, his consciousness sank into the lake of his mind. The once pitch-black world was now illuminated by a warm and bright sphere of light.

The sun in Fang Can’s heart was not scorching and blinding like the one in the outside world. Instead, much like his own personality, it radiated a glow of order and stability.

As he focused on the visualization, he could feel the radiance from the sun in his mind truly penetrating his cells, strengthening his body and his Heart Image bit by bit.