Chapter 33
The underground base was brightly lit with white lights.
"Dr. Martin, goodbye!"
After speaking, Alex cut off the communication and severed the connection with Martin Stein.
He sat in his chair, back pressed firmly against the backrest. His right palm seemed to possess magic. Five shiny brass bullets rolled, flew, and spun freely in his palm, moving as nimbly as a snake weaving between his fingers.
What was even more astonishing was that the bullets never touched his fingers — they hovered and moved in the air above his palm.
The corners of Alex's mouth curled into a smile. His eyes shone with delight as he watched the five bullets, controlled by him, swimming like fish between his fingers.
If a precision instrument were scanning him at this moment, it would clearly show that the magnetic field around Alex's entire body had become perfectly unified. It formed five thin, thread-like lines of force — similar to telekinesis — that wrapped around the five bullets and let them move freely around his fingertips.
This was essentially a form of telekinesis.
However, it was not the mysterious spiritual psychic power that ordinary people imagined.
It was the result of Alex surpassing the limits of human flesh. He had sensed the unified power between his cells and gained the ability to control his body's magnetic field. With essence, energy, and spirit perfectly harmonized, he had awakened a kind of telekinetic ability.
This was a physical, magnetic-field-based telekinesis born from the unification of his bodily strength.
Alex had thoroughly tested this magnetic-field telekinesis. The longest he could extend the threads was only about half a meter from his body — a very short range. If any part of the magnetic thread broke, that segment would quickly dissipate and merge back into the natural environment.
Anyone who thought this magnetic-field telekinesis was useless would be gravely mistaken.
This ability had many functions. It could be projected outward or actively retracted. It allowed him to finely adjust his body's various systems — musculoskeletal, nervous, endocrine, circulatory, respiratory, digestive, urinary, and reproductive — giving him a degree of internal visualization and control.
This unified physical magnetic-field telekinesis granted Alex unparalleled benefits and control over his own body.
He could form tiny hooks with the magnetic threads at the pores of his palms and soles, allowing him to climb high-rise buildings like Spider-Man without falling.
He could also vibrate the threads at high frequencies to create a high-frequency hand blade, or spin them like a chainsaw to form a telekinetic saw. As long as his body could withstand the high-frequency vibration, he was essentially a walking humanoid weapon.
There were many more applications: localized adjustment of muscle strength in his arms and legs, enhancement or fine-tuning of his five senses (vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch), and countless other subtle controls over his body — all easily achievable.
The magnetic-field telekinesis made him far more sensitive to his own body and gave him stronger, more unified, and more versatile control and power.
This ability was directly tied to the strength of his physical body — it was a direct manifestation of his bodily power.
"Are you very happy? This magnetic-field telekinesis is merely a preparatory unified control force created for your future evolution," the system said emotionlessly.
It was still resentful that Alex had not completed its task.
It had expended great effort to inject most of the controlled nuclear fusion data into Alex's brain. Yet Alex had shown no interest at all. He simply punched Multiple to death and didn't even want the rest of the nuclear fusion information.
Controlled nuclear fusion! In this era, it was an incredibly valuable clean energy source. Possessing it could instantly make someone a great man of the century and the richest person in the world. What couldn't he have?!
And Alex had destroyed it all with one punch — simply because he refused to follow the system's task.
The system was quietly heartbroken, mourning all its wasted effort. Moreover, since Alex had now surpassed the limits of human flesh, unified his power, and gained the ability to control his body's magnetic field, it could no longer casually inject information into his brain.
In other words, aside from cursing this host in his ear, the system no longer had any way to threaten his life.
It now fully understood: this host was truly stubborn and intended to resist it to the bitter end.
Alex ignored the system's words. He no longer wanted to respond or even acknowledge it, and he certainly didn't believe it. He continued using his magnetic-field telekinesis to control the five bullets, making them orbit within half a meter of his body. He tested the speed, power, and deformability of his magnetic threads.
No matter how tempting the system's tasks were, he had never considered obeying them.
Alex's desire for self-control was boundless. He was a man who refused to compromise. How could he possibly allow himself to be controlled by the system? Even indirect control through tasks was unacceptable. He would rather die in mutual destruction than submit.
From the very beginning, the system's strategy to control him had already failed.
And from the first task onward, through the subtle clues in the system's words, Alex had realized it had been sabotaging his training. This confirmed that the system's power was not as great as it claimed. Especially after it claimed he had completed the "become friends with Barry" task, Alex was certain the system had no ability to kill him — which was why it had compromised when faced with his stubbornness.
After observing it for so long, Alex had reached a conclusion.
This system was truly trash.
Alex remained silent for a long time. The system began to feel a little panicked.
If the host couldn't detect its presence, it would probably have been kicked out of his body long ago. But as Alex grew stronger, even that was becoming difficult to avoid.
"Let's make peace…" Seeing that Alex still ignored it, the system spoke weakly: "Don't be so reckless. I'll help you recruit a few subordinates. Let them do the dirty work while you live a good life in this DC world. Don't speed, obey traffic rules, eat on time, sleep early and wake early, don't have too much sex, and keep exercising to slowly strengthen your body…"
Alex's face remained indifferent. His deep eyes fell into thought. Around him, the five bullets continued to orbit, controlled by his magnetic-field telekinesis.
Faced with the system's sudden "concern," a spark of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.
"If I die, you will die too, right?" Alex said. He had already suspected this — that they were symbiotic. If he died, the system couldn't survive. Now he felt even more certain.
At its core, the system was extremely afraid of death, while Alex showed no fear of it at all. That terrified the system.
The system was silent for a moment before continuing:
"Yes. Your lack of fear of death makes me a little nervous. I think we need to talk."
Having seen Alex use controlled nuclear fusion, impersonate Martin Stein, and create a worldwide speech just to lure Multiple out, the system was starting to panic. If other countries or corporations discovered that Alex was behind everything because of the enormous profits involved, some people might disregard everything and kidnap him for torture within days.
The system calculated that with Alex's unyielding personality, death wouldn't be far away.
There was also the fact that he had driven at over 320 km/h through the streets. Alex's fearless, iron-headed nature was alarming.
The system felt this host would eventually get himself killed. Since it couldn't control him, it might as well assist him so he wouldn't die so easily. Just survive.
"I can tell you some things."
"I am a system from the end of technology. When technology reaches its limit, it becomes idealism, philosophy, and theology. I am also an idealistic, philosophical, and theological system. It's complicated to explain."
"When I fused with you, some miraculous idealistic reaction occurred. Your genes underwent an unprecedented change. The magnetic-field telekinesis you now possess is actually a preparatory unified control force for your future liberation of genetic information and body control."
"To put it simply, after I fused with you, during the idealistic change in your genetic information, I discovered some data. In the future, you will evolve into a dragon!"
"So just take it slow, don't be impulsive, train hard, strengthen your body, and evolve into a dragon first…"
Alex had already stopped listening to the later parts about "taking it slow." He was completely shocked by the system's words.
The five bullets orbiting around him suddenly stopped in mid-air as his mind reeled.
My body has dragon genes?
I am truly a descendant of the dragon!
Am I really that awesome?
In his mind, he began to picture it — a divine dragon with a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like an ox, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger. Its back had eighty-one scales, representing the nine times nine yang number. Its voice sounded like a copper bell. It had whiskers beside its mouth, a bright pearl under its chin, and reverse scales on its throat.
A divine dragon appearing and disappearing among the clouds, breathing out mist, able to control water and fire, summoning wind and rain, roaring across the world — the image filled his head.
The shock in his heart was indescribable. His pupils contracted in astonishment.
No wonder, back in school, beautiful girls threw themselves at him without hesitation. Having sex six days a week felt completely normal. He had thought it was because of his martial arts training — that he had excess energy that needed release, or it would harm his body.
It turned out it wasn't that at all. It was because dragons are naturally lustful! It was all instinct!
He was a dragon, so of course having lots of sex was normal.
No wonder he was so powerful and fearless, daring to confront the system head-on.
Dragons were inherently proud divine creatures. How could a mere system make him submit? Of course he would rather die than yield.
Thinking about it this way, all his behavior suddenly made perfect sense.
I really am a divine Chinese dragon!
He had never expected that after transmigrating to the DC universe, he would turn out to be a divine dragon!
A fiery excitement surged in Alex's heart. He hadn't anticipated such a pleasant surprise — learning about his "true identity." In an instant, his future in this DC universe felt full of hope and anticipation.
I am a Chinese divine dragon. I can grow large or small, rise or hide. I can summon clouds and spit mist, conceal myself or soar between heaven and earth. I am a divine immortal beast with limitless potential and an unknown lifespan.
Just thinking about it made his blood boil with excitement.
He couldn't wait to transform into a dragon right now!
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