Chapter 29: Veritaserum and Cat Cake

　　The truth was revealed very quickly, but Clark still felt dizzy. Ms. Black Tower had been famous for decades, and people of her generation were either dead or very old. Even a genius should be baptized by time and become...

　　At least not so young. Clark once again erased the image of the arrogant and willful old lady in her mind and replaced it with the current girl doll. I have to say, thinking about it this way is quite in line with her personality.

　　"Ms. Black Tower? Why are you in the form of a puppet? You said this is a remote puppet you made, so does that mean your real body is not here?"

　　At the critical moment, Clark's reporter brain came online and caught the key issues and hot topics. Although it was in puppet form, why couldn't it be said to be the real person? At least the report submitted to the Daily Planet had a result. His experience in half a day alone was enough to make him the front page headline for a month.

　　Player: I studied journalism.

　　"Let's talk about boring things later. I have something else to talk to you about." Heita refused the repetitive sentences that were meaningless to her. She could ask Esta about things like remote puppets, which was much more convenient than talking to her here.

　　"I guess you have some questions in your mind about what happened to you in the confinement section. I'll tell you straight away, that was a big project that I, Ruan Mei, ScrewGum, and Stephen prepared together, and you were the one who happened to be chosen."

　　Although the words from the Black Tower continued to fall, her face became more and more dangerous and evil in Clark's mind, just like many mad scientists he had met who were interested in Kryptonians: "Because I am a Kryptonian?"

　　Ah, this damn familiar feeling, as if he was back in the duel with Luther. At that time, he still had hair, and he was just a young guy who had just started out, far less experienced than he is now.

　　Superman, who consciously returned to the familiar field, gradually regained his confidence and even began to worry about his Kryptonian genes. For some reason, although he is still a golden bachelor, he always feels that he already has many children and grandchildren somewhere.

　　But Heita rejected it quickly without hesitation: "Of course not, because Ruan Mei thought you could arouse their interest, and it turned out that she was right, even though it was only that chaotic guy Aha who came."

　　"Who's interested? Ahahahahaha..." Superman tried to say Aha's name, but failed. So this situation was also caused by these geniuses? They started talking nonsense as soon as the key information was mentioned?

　　"? What are you laughing at? Oh, this is the effect of Ruan Mei's anti-truth potion. In order to prevent you from saying important things, you don't have to worry about it harming your body. That guy was very measured in his actions."

　　Heita was slightly stunned, but she quickly reacted. However, she did not intend to remove the effect because it was troublesome and she was not interested.

　　Now Superman finally knew who did it. Although he wanted to ask a few more questions about the truth-vomiting drug and loudly emphasize his innate human rights and freedom rights, he had more important things to ask, which were:

　　"What is the project that would interest all four members of the Genius Club?"

　　Heita was very happy that he finally asked the right question: "Simulated universe, we simulated the virtual universe one-to-one according to the appearance of the universe. You can also understand it as the metaverse, in order to analyze the secrets of the Star God."

　　Heita briefly explained the basic knowledge about simulating the universe. Clark understood it as simulating a universe to simulate the logical behavior of the star gods and deduce their secrets.

　　"…Anyway, when we roughly built a framework and needed an experimenter to test this simulated universe, Ruan Mei recommended you to us. She thought that Superman's behavior was consistent with the fate of most Star Gods and might arouse the interest of those guys."

　　No way, Superman is not a star core spirit who loves trash cans, and in order for the star core spirit to attract the attention of the simulated star gods, he needs to get an Akivali skin. The main purpose of the player is to lay the foundation for the concept of star gods to the natives of this world to prevent an allergic backlash from the world during the patch fusion process.

　　The player gave a bunch of nonsense reasons while trying to trick Superman into testing the simulated universe:

　　"It turns out that you have indeed attracted the attention of the Star Gods, even though the one who came is the God of Joy Aha... Anyway, I now formally invite you to participate in the simulated universe project."

　　Heita looked up at his pretty puppet face and said, "Just ask me if you have any requests."

　　The light of genius shines as brightly as the sun, and Clark never worries about the lives of ants exposed to the sun. He is definitely not an ordinary person, but he still feels powerless when facing geniuses who can easily play with Kryptonians.

　　He has always been willing to acknowledge the greatness of human beings, whether it is his adoptive parents who selflessly raised him, Batman who saved the world with his mortal body, or even Luthor who has always been against him, they have all proved their abilities to him through their own actions.

　　But as a Kryptonian, as Superman, as a superhero with a super brain and a Krypton fortress, it is very rare to be toyed with so easily. His super strength is useless in front of this beautiful puppet, but the small town boy Clark never gives up.

　　"I admit that I really want to know the secrets of the Star God, but those are not necessary for me. I will not agree to anything before I get an apology from the genius."

　　Clark Kent said seriously that he was not a scientist, and even though he had heard the name of Black Tower in books throughout his student days, he did not blindly pursue or favor genius.

　　"I apologize."

　　Unexpectedly, Heita apologized very straightforwardly, without any of the arrogance that Superman thought he had: "I'm sorry, Clark Kent, is that okay? I can say it many times, as long as you agree to come and test the simulated universe."

　　Clark stood there dumbfounded: "...I thought you would be, uh, a little arrogant..."

　　"Face and cheek are useless to me. There is nothing in this world more worthy of my dedication than scientific research, Clark Kent." Black Tower sneered at Superman's answer.

　　Thinking of himself battling wits and courage with Batman and the Riddler, Superman couldn't help but shed a tear in his heart. Perhaps this is the difference between a genius and a superhero.

　　"I can agree to test the simulated universe, but I have a condition. I want to release the anti-truth serum and get a real interview."

　　Heita blinked, as if he was puzzled by how easy he was to talk to. "I have no objection, but I don't have an antidote for Veritaserum. That's not my research direction. You have to find Ruan Mei yourself."

　　It seems that he is easy to fool... The player thought silently in his heart, although Superman is easier to talk to than Batman, it would be very troublesome if he really wanted to make trouble. He couldn't let Ruan Mei drug him all the time.

　　"Warning, host must not infringe upon the world's characters." The system suddenly said coldly.

　　"Okay, okay, I will coax him well." The player raised his hands in surrender.

　　After getting the permission from the Black Tower, Ester gave Superman access to the confinement section. She seemed very busy. She only chatted briefly with Clark on the phone and then plunged into her busy work again.

　　"Okay, remember to report to my office after you find Ruan Mei." After saying this, Heita went offline, leaving only a blank puppet standing there.

　　Clark waved at the puppet that had lost its main consciousness and received a conditioned glare in response. The Black Tower seemed to have given orders to all the puppets, and after seeing that the person harassing them was him, they simply chose to turn a blind eye.

　　"Okay," Clark, who had lost interest in playing with the cat, retracted his arm, "Now let me meet you, the famous Ruan... soft and fragrant apple pie."

　　Damn, forgot about this truth-regurgitation potion.

　　The elevator jumped up and down floor by floor, the lights of the microcrystalline tubes emitted a hazy orange-yellow color, and Superman Clark once again went to the meeting alone, intending to force his way into the territory of a reclusive but long-renowned genius.

　　Calm down, Clark. Dr. Nguyen May is a woman. You can't punch her. She can drug you without anyone noticing. It would be easy for her to kill you. Forget about using heat rays to turn the warehouse upside down...

　　After preparing himself mentally and emphasizing the moral code of superheroes, Clark waited for the elevator door to open with great confidence.

　　"Meow~"

　　Where did the cat's cry come from? Clark was alert, like a rescue dog that heard a strange sound, trying hard to restrain himself from abandoning the victim who was so close to him, and turned his head to touch the kitten that passed by at some point.

　　The elevator door slowly opened, and a strange creature stretched out its claws and scratched Superman's trouser leg.

　　It has a green shell like a Chinese pastry, and the filling is a soft gray cat. At first, Superman thought it was stuck in this relatively small cat bed, and when he tried to pull the cat out, he was violently resisted by the cat.

　　"Don't be so stubborn." The creature stopped pretending and made a strange sound. If Superman didn't have skin of steel, there would have been several scratches on his face.

　　"Ding--Mr. Clark, please don't pull Dousha Huihui."

　　A three-legged flying robot unique to the space station flew over and stopped Superman's rough behavior. This robot looked like an upside-down bowl with three mechanical arms installed at the bottom. There were also two flying mechanisms like ears on the left and right of the bowl.

　　"This is a new species created by Ms. Ruan Mei, but the experimental results did not meet her expectations..."

　　"Don't be stubborn, don't be stubborn." Dousha Huihui lowered his head in frustration, tears in his eyes.

　　Clark stopped what he was doing, not knowing how to comfort the cat cake, but fortunately he still remembered his main purpose: "So, where is Ms. Ruan Mei?"

　　"Ding - we are unable to search for Ms. Ruan Mei's location for now, but a message has been detected. Dr. Ruan Mei invites Mr. Clark Kent to go to the laboratory on the lower floor."

　　Clark had no idea what this genius, who was said to be as famous as Black Tower, was doing. He put down the cat cake in his hand, touched Dousha's gray head, and walked out of the elevator with tense nerves.

　　Fortunately, he didn't hear any rustling sound of insects.

　　Superman, who was relieved, asked the flying robot: "So what should we do about this... Dousha Huihui?"

　　Robot: "Ding - I need to consult Station Master Estelle."