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It stopped directly in front of Ian.
His face revealed a deep anxiety.
"Ian... do you... have any bad feelings?" Barry Allen waved his hands in front of Ian, his voice extremely low as if afraid of being overheard. He remained cautious, glancing every now and then at Superman, who stood motionless like an ancient Greek statue by the hospital bed not far away.
"A few."
Ian looked at Barry, who seemed off, with some suspicion. He suspected that Barry might think he had some rare and strange disease, like being a "sleeping beauty," because of his habit of sleeping anywhere.
"W-What do you feel?!"
The Flash's pupils contracted sharply, and he tensed up like a taut string. He stared intently at the boy in front of him, his expression tense and worried, only to see the boy painfully touching his stomach.
"I dreamt I ordered a pizza using my friend's credit card, and it hasn't arrived yet. Then I woke up, and now I'm starving. Do you think there are still any wild burritos out in Gotham at this hour?"
"Perhaps I could visit my die-hard fans; they'd surely be willing to treat me to a delicious, poisoned pasta dish. Hopefully, they'll be generous with the amount of super-chemical seasonings they add."
Ian swallowed hard.
His tone revealed a longing for food.
After all, he's still at an age where he needs to grow.
Including his time in the Marvel universe, Ian has gone more than ten hours without eating. He even vomited a few times during his fight with Cthulhu, so describing his current state as being starving is no exaggeration.
"..."
Barry Allen had developed the good habit of not asking Ian how outrageous his recipes were; he simply watched as Ian began rummaging through Batman's Batcave.
"Cuckoo~"
Ian's stomach let out a loud protest. He rubbed his rumbling belly as he rummaged through the bat cave like a starving ghost crawling out of hell.
"Has my dad still not woken up?" Ian was also concerned about Superman and Batman's situation. An hour had passed since Superman started touching Batman's pectoral muscles and wouldn't let go.
He guessed that his idealistic father had awakened some kind of idealistic ability again.
"He woke up once, but to save Bruce, he took the tools and transformed back into his current form." The Flash's response confirmed Ian's guess.
Barry Allen didn't want to say much about what tools Superman brought to rescue Bruce, as he felt Ian would be resistant and panicked by the fact that Batman had collected a lot of young boys' blood.
"Trust my dad, he can save anything." Ian decided to give his dad another boost of faith, unaware that the Flash was simultaneously feeling offended.
"..."
The Flash felt Ian was dissing him, as he often couldn't save everything in time. Under his watchful eye, Ian had already opened Batman's doomsday food storage warehouse.
There's absolutely no need to try the password.
Because you can just bite the door off and eat it.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +11]
Metallic substances in the physical world do not provide Ian with experience points for the [Savage Tyrant] class, but a small amount of experience points for the [Entropy Lord] class can be drawn from them.
Because the alloy devices here are quite special, although it's only an eleven-point increase in experience points, it's actually a very high experience point gain efficiency for metallic materials.
This is also why Ian doesn't usually like to chew on door panels. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't chew on the Heaven's Gate before, Ian felt that the experience points from that thing would definitely be plentiful.
Upon seeing the iron gate, they immediately gnawed a large hole in it.
The Flash genuinely believed Ian was hungry.
“I’m not worried about your father, I’m only worried about you… To be honest, Ian, is there any voice in your head talking to you?” Barry Allen watched Ian disappear into the food warehouse and begin to eat heartily, and he continued to ask cautiously.
Ian picked up a few boxes of compressed biscuits from the warehouse.
"I don't have a split personality, it's just that my super brain sometimes doesn't like to obey me," he mumbled as he stuffed a cookie into his mouth.
"That's actually normal. After all, I'm almost fifteen, and my brain is going through a rebellious phase." He continued to plunder Batman's food supplies.
[Detected and absorbed a deadly toxin; Barbarian Tyrant experience points +12]
From time to time.
Ian would then hear a system notification. Clearly, Batman's food supplies were sourced from Schrödinger; no one knew whether Batman had poisoned them until they consumed them.
This is typical of the man with the most severe persecution complex in Gotham. Ian doesn't care about toxins; he even actively seeks out chemical substances.
Inside the dangerous goods warehouse that "I don't know" was broken into, Ian scavenged a large quantity of various dangerous chemicals, but he used them all as a beverage to help him swallow compressed biscuits.
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +260]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +39]
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +230]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +39]
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +185]
……
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Lv11 [1750/10240]】
Ian took a sip of Sun Soup and a sip of Chemical Potion, and not only was he full and satisfied, but his experience points were also increasing rapidly. However, the digestion and absorption of Sun Soup were clearly not as good as that of Chemical Enhancement Potion.
He quickly reached his daily dose of sun soup saturation. Ian glanced at the unchanging sleeping ancient god in the cup, confident that this bowl of soup would be enough for him to drink until he grew up.
“There are so many chemicals, I have to take them whether I can or not.” Ian found quite a few Superman drugs, as well as other medications. He already knew that his cunning Uncle Bruce was lying when he said the powerful drugs were gone. Yes, Ian knew that Uncle Bruce had never told the truth before; it’s so easy to spot liars like him.
"If there's so much stock in just one Batcave, I can't even imagine what's in ten, a hundred, or a thousand Batcaves." Ian couldn't help but speculate and make connections while helping Uncle Bruce clear out the old stock—there must be a lot more stock elsewhere, and Batman's stuff is much more advanced than Luthor's.
You have upgraded.
【Savage Tyrant lv11 [1321/10240]】
Strength: 401-406
[Physical fitness: 419-422]
Intelligence: 40.7-40.8
[Spirit: 155-156]
As a beginner-level profession, the improvement it brings is not significant, but it's better than nothing. Ian knows that it won't be long before he can upgrade [Savage Tyrant] to [Merciless Conqueror].
Not in a hurry.
Take it easy.
Compared to other classes that become the ultimate class from the start, the advancement modes of [Savage Tyrant] and [Berserker] are not bad either, because they will receive a wave of extra benefits that the ultimate class does not have when they advance.
"I can't finish it, I simply can't finish it." Ian had overestimated his appetite and underestimated Batman's "fear of insufficient firepower" in various forms.
He didn't want to take everything with him, but if he missed this opportunity, who knew when he'd find another one? Packing up the unfinished potion, Ian walked out of Batman's warehouse.
"Do you want to take a few bites out of Bruce's vehicle too?" The Flash witnessed the whole thing from beginning to end, and his true Batman nature, the little black-hearted guy, might have been revealed once again here.
Unfortunately, Ian doesn't really like eating metal.
"I won't eat it. It's not nutritious, just pure junk food." Ian only ate the door earlier to save trouble. Who would eat a door if there were other high-value, high-nutrition foods available?
The boy looked at The Flash with the eyes one would give someone who's mentally ill.
"..."
The Flash eventually realized he couldn't keep up with Ian's train of thought. However, seeing Ian alive and well, and not possessed, the older, single hero breathed a sigh of relief.
"Actually, I feel I have to confess that, due to my negligence, the contaminants on my body escaped from my body and entered yours when I wasn't paying attention."
The Flash isn't one to shy away from responsibility. He felt that although Ian seemed to be in good spirits, he still needed to be honest about the mess he had made.
The air was quiet for a second.
Ian did not show the anger or surprise he had expected.
"I knew it! It was Uncle Barry's gift!" The boy suddenly realized and patted Batman's forehead on the hospital bed.
He gradually figured out the situation and realized that his sudden awakening of a new profession was not a system benefit as he had previously thought, but rather a big gift from The Flash.
"grateful!"
Ian bowed deeply at a 36-degree angle.
"what?"
Barry was completely bewildered by Ian's reaction. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "So you're not only okay? You've also completely digested that source of contamination?"
The Flash couldn't help but recall the mysterious boy's plea for help in the dream. Now it seemed that the boy wasn't actually faking it. Superman and Batman's use of Ian's blood to fight the pollution was indeed a wise move.
This teenager is clearly more sinister than those sources of pollution.
"It's not completely digested, only 95 percent has been digested, and the remaining 5 percent is still being digested." Ian looked at the system panel in his mind.
[Additional Dimension] New data parsing progress: 95%.
This is much slower than the last time he digested the world fragments contained in the [Warcraft Titan], which is related to Ian not being strong enough, and also to the fact that the universe inside the Flash's body is probably quite large.
"That's just how we Kryptonians are." Seeing the Flash speechless, his mouth agape as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, Ian preemptively sealed the deal, preventing the other from questioning his lineage.
"..."
What else could the Flash say? He glanced at Superman, who could hear other people's thoughts not far away, and could only convince himself that it was better to believe this explanation.
The Kent family is strange.
There's no way they might not be human at all.
The Flash decided to take this guess to his grave.
“Uncle Barry, we have to find a way to help my dad.” Ian, having eaten and drunk his fill and regained his strength, naturally wanted to find something to do. However, as he flipped through the skill list in his mind, he couldn't find any skills that could invade someone else's soul. The [Mutation Overlord] skill tree, though, did contain Professor X's abilities.
however.
This skill requires level 10 to learn.
"any solution?"
Looking at Ian's expression, Flash roughly guessed that Ian already had a plan in mind. He asked curiously, and the boy showed an eager expression.
"Perhaps you can take me into Batman's dream world, or you can become idealistic. Running anywhere is running, as long as you have a destination in your heart, you will definitely be able to reach it."
Ian attempts to modify The Flash.
Unfortunately, Barry Allen didn't seem to trust him much.
"Can the Speed Force really do something like this?"