MARVEL/DC: DOCTOR IN THE MULTIVERSE

Chapter 78 Doubts About the Justice League's Gathering



Inside the underground fortress—

Nearly the entire core membership of the Justice League had gathered.

No one spoke initially.

Yet the pressure emanating from the room alone made the atmosphere feel unnaturally heavy.

The Flash.

Barry Allen.

The crimson speedster circled the emergency chamber repeatedly at movement speeds nearly invisible to ordinary humans.

Tiny cyclones formed continuously around the operating area from the displaced airflow.

Meanwhile—

Aquaman leaned silently against the metallic wall nearby.

Arthur Curry's golden trident rested beside him heavily.

The King of Atlantis wore an unusually grim expression.

And directly blocking Lynn's path—

Stood Wonder Woman.

Diana Prince.

The Amazon princess from Themyscira stood like a war goddess guarding a battlefield.

Red-and-blue armor.

Long black hair flowing behind her.

The Lasso of Truth coiled at her waist.

And eyes sharp enough to feel physical.

Her gaze pierced directly toward Lynn.

"Bruce."

She ignored Lynn entirely and addressed Batman directly.

Her voice carried divine authority naturally.

"You truly intend to entrust Kal-El's life to…"

A slight pause.

"…an unknown doctor from the streets of New York?"

In Diana's perception—

Lynn appeared entirely ordinary.

No divine aura.

No magical fluctuations.

No metahuman energy signatures.

Just a young man in a white coat.

Allow such a mortal to treat a dying Kryptonian?

Absurd.

Lynn didn't even glance at her.

Instead—

He walked directly through the gathered heroes toward the central emergency platform surrounded by advanced WayneTech and alien medical systems.

"If your Lasso of Truth can close the bleeding wound," Lynn said calmly,

"then continue praying to Zeus beside the operating table."

His tone remained flat.

But inside the deathly silent underground fortress—

Every word became razor-sharp.

"If not…"

He finally looked at Diana briefly.

"Then remove your prejudice from my sterile area."

"You're blocking the light."

Silence.

Complete silence.

Even The Flash stopped moving briefly.

Diana's eyes ignited instantly with anger.

In thousands of years—

Very few mortals had dared speak to her in such a manner.

Divine energy surged faintly from her body instinctively.

Her hand tightened around the Lasso immediately.

But before the situation escalated—

A gloved hand rested on her shoulder.

Batman.

"Diana."

Bruce's voice sounded low and exhausted.

"Let him work."

"We're out of time."

Diana looked toward the operating platform silently.

There—

Superman lay motionless.

The man once called Earth's greatest protector now appeared horrifyingly fragile.

His skin pale.

Breathing unstable.

Chest torn open completely.

Finally—

Diana stepped aside reluctantly.

The underground fortress returned to silence once more.

Every gaze locked onto Lynn now.

The doctor walked toward Superman calmly.

Then looked downward at the wound.

Clark Kent's chest had been pierced completely through by the liquid-kryptonite armor-piercing projectile.

Entry wound diameter:

Approximately the size of a bowl.

The surrounding muscle tissue displayed horrifying green corrosion patterns.

And even worse—

The tissue was attempting to heal itself incorrectly.

Kryptonian regeneration continuously tried repairing the damage—

Only to spread kryptonite poisoning deeper through the body simultaneously.

A self-destructive healing cycle.

Lynn's eyes sharpened immediately.

Then—

Analysis of All Things activated at full output.

Boom—!!!

The moment diagnosis connected—

An information flood beyond anything Lynn had ever experienced exploded directly into his consciousness.

Not a river.

A galaxy.

Kryptonian genetic structures surpassed terrestrial biology so overwhelmingly that the difference almost resembled dimensional separation.

Each gene chain contained impossible quantities of encoded information.

Solar energy conversion pathways.

Gravitational adaptation structures.

Cellular energy compression systems.

The complexity exceeded all previous patients combined.

Human biology compared to Kryptonian genetics resembled primitive stone tools beside cosmic engineering.

The system interface turned deep crimson instantly.

[Warning! Warning!]

[Target Lifeform Dimension Exceeds Current Host Processing Threshold!]

[Severe Information Overload Detected!]

[Host Neural Collapse Probability Increasing Rapidly!]

[Immediate Diagnostic Termination Recommended!]

Pain detonated through Lynn's brain.

It felt as though someone had forcibly compressed an entire universe into his skull.

His body trembled violently.

A line of blood slid slowly from his nose and dripped onto the metallic floor.

"Lynn!"

Batman moved immediately.

Preparing to pull him away forcibly.

"Don't touch me."

Lynn's voice emerged hoarse and distorted.

Like rusted metal grinding together.

He clenched his teeth violently.

Then activated S-Rank Iron Will · Fear Immunity to maximum capacity.

Absolute rationality formed instantly inside consciousness.

A frozen fortress.

An indestructible dam resisting the information tsunami violently.

He could not retreat.

Because he already understood one crucial fact:

Only through Analysis of All Things could he identify the hidden factor truly killing Superman.

Something beyond ordinary kryptonite poisoning.

Time itself seemed to freeze.

Sweat soaked through Lynn's white coat rapidly.

Blood continued dripping from his nose.

Yet his eyes burned brighter and brighter.

Then—

Finally—

Inside the endless sea of Kryptonian data—

He found it.

Several microscopic foreign abnormalities hidden deep within Superman's cells.

Not Kryptonian.

Artificial.

Parasitic.

The true cause.

The thing that had pushed the Man of Steel toward death.

Lynn inhaled deeply.

Very deeply.

Then slowly straightened upright.

The gold-rimmed glasses had overheated severely from neural stress.

Tiny cracks spread across the lenses.

He removed them calmly.

Then tossed them casually into a nearby instrument tray.

For the first time—

Everyone inside the underground fortress saw Lynn's eyes clearly without obstruction.

Cold.

Deep.

Perfectly rational.

As though ordinary human emotion had been surgically removed entirely.

Yet hidden beneath that terrifying calmness—

Burned a frightening intelligence capable of dissecting the essence of all things themselves.

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