Returning to the room, Victor took off his outer coat, revealing his muscular physique clad in a super battle suit.
Look at these six-pack abs, look at these bulging muscles, look at this handsome face.
Tsk tsk, this aura is breaking through the sky!
It's just these external briefs... a ripple of thought.
The super battle suit surged in response, its style transforming into Superman's latest combat uniform from "Batman v Superman"—this was also one of the few Superman uniforms that didn't show off his red briefs.
He admired himself in the full-length mirror in the bathroom for a moment, still feeling something was off.
Oh, right.
With a thought, the super battle suit's mimicry module activated, a stream of water covering his face, transforming it into Henry Cavill's countenance.
Look again.
Hmm, not bad. Although it's not as handsome as his own face, it perfectly conceals his identity.
Let's set it as a fixed template.
Putting his suit back on, Victor didn't return to the balcony.
He still absorbed more light energy by sunbathing naked on the beach; absorbing sunlight while wearing clothes was a bit slower.
He had Alice notify Felicia.
Soon, Victor arrived at a private beach where he could safely sunbathe.
However, this time they weren't naked; they were wearing swimming trunks formed by the super battle suit.
This super battle suit couldn't be removed, otherwise the effect of suppressing his super abilities would be gone.
Besides.
The super battle suit has an "assimilation module" that can synchronize his Superman Bloodline abilities and also possesses the ability of Super Cells to absorb light energy. Wearing it won't hinder his absorption of light energy; in fact, it will speed it up a bit.
—This function is worth c-class vouchers x 4 and plane points x 4500.
It must be said.
This time, Victor made a huge profit.
At the same time.
He also secretly became vigilant. Since this Platform is so strict about the interests of merchants, he must pay more attention when trading with other merchants in the future.
Don't accidentally repeat the same mistakes.
After noting this, Victor again had some happy troubles.
Last time, with just one Iron Body, he spent three days.
This time, with several super abilities, it would probably require a large amount of light energy support. He probably wouldn't be able to complete his Breakthrough without sunbathing for half a month.
It's a bit troublesome.
The best way would be to fly into outer space. Without the weakening effect of the atmosphere, the light energy contained in sunlight would definitely increase many times over—but he currently doesn't have the ability to survive in a vacuum.
What other methods are there?
Lost in thought, Victor drifted into dreams.
This time, he couldn't sleep for too long either before the sun set.
All the fatigue on his body receded, and after sleeping for a long time, he felt incredibly refreshed.
Tonight, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep.
He stretched, and just as he was about to get up, Felicia, who was beside him, timely handed him a cold drink.
"Mr. Victor, dinner has been arranged for you. Would you like to dine now?"
Victor drank his cold drink while observing Felicia.
This young girl had also changed into a swimsuit. Facing Victor's gaze, she blushed and pretended not to see, appearing docile and ready for Victor to pick.
Unfortunately, she wasn't full enough; she wasn't his type.
He could try some gourmet food though. The Super Stomach he exchanged for was enough to support a big meal.
"Then let's eat first." Victor stood up: "Japanese sushi, bluefin tuna sushi."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Felicia's expression was a little disappointed.
Victor ignored her.
At this point, he couldn't give her hope, otherwise, both parties would have a difficult time ending it.
He devoured an entire bluefin tuna with great gusto, changing sushi chefs three times before finally stopping, satisfied.
He needed to exercise restraint; there would be plenty of opportunities later.
Now, to business.
Wiping his mouth, Victor asked Felicia, "Is it done?"
"It's ready." Felicia opened her palm, revealing a small handful of various coins: "Because the Roosevelt subway station has been out of service for a long time, and time was short, I prepared all the coins issued in recent years."
"OK, then let's go."
A special car was waiting outside the sushi restaurant. They left and drove straight out of the city, arriving at the entrance of an underground tunnel that had been abandoned for nearly 20 years.
Without Felicia following, Victor took the handful of coins and walked alone into the underground tunnel.
The underground tunnel was very dilapidated, covered in cobwebs everywhere, and countless rats had made their homes in the corners.
And when all of this was cast in a green hue by his night vision, the scene became even more eerie.
Victor felt a shiver down his spine.
He spread his telekinetic power around him as a protective layer, refusing any close contact with the cobwebs, spiders, or cockroaches, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Those mechanisms, they wouldn't have rusted and become unusable, would they?
Without a word, he walked about 1 kilometer, arriving at the Roosevelt subway station. Victor floated onto the Platform and easily found the coin slot fixed in the corner of the wall.
He pressed the coins he brought, one by one, into the coin slot.
Hmm... no movement at all.
It seems it really has rusted.
This makes things a bit difficult.
Jumping back onto the subway tracks, Victor regretted not having exchanged for X-ray Vision earlier.
He had absolutely no clue.
Or, should he just have Norman Osborn send a construction team to dig the place up?
Perhaps sensing Victor's "brutality," the subway tracks beneath his feet suddenly vibrated, and then, like a blooming flower, a gap opened in the middle and slowly spread apart.
Victor was right in the middle of the gap. He lost his footing and almost fell into the gap, but he reacted in time, enveloped his entire body in telekinetic power, and stabilized himself in mid-air.
He didn't need to maintain it for long. A train car rose up, providing him with a support point.
Floating down from the top of the train car, Victor looked at this car, numbered "M6688," and whistled with raised eyebrows.
Clever little thing, very perceptive.
Thump thump thump ~
After the train car came to a stop, the internal lights lit up one after another, and the doors opened automatically.
Through the glass, one could see bacterial incubators and various other instruments inside; it was a small biological laboratory.
This was Richard Parker's private research lab.
It's worth mentioning that.
This laboratory was established during Richard's tenure at Osborn, where he conducted experiments using public equipment and then privately preserved the results.
This kind of behavior... no comment.
Without stepping in, Victor floated a few centimeters above the ground into the car, looking around.
Hmm.
A pile of professional instruments, completely incomprehensible.
He would have to find a professional to see if these materials were useful.
Just as he was about to leave, the computer screen automatically lit up, and a video popped up, in which a young man began to speak to himself.
"I am Richard Parker. No matter how much the world misunderstands me in the future, I hope the world knows the truth.
The Osborn Group has already taken the lead in gene research. But Norman Osborn is collaborating with foreign military organizations to obtain funding to support my research.
I found out what they want to do with my weapon. It's a weapon, a biochemical weapon!
So I refused.
Now, to get me out of the way, Norman Osborn has fabricated evidence against me, attempting to control my research results.
But none of that matters.
The DNA I implanted in the spiders is my own. Without my or my descendants' assistance, the Osborn Group cannot replicate or continue my research..."