Chapter 86 86 Closed Loop
Finally—
Lex Luthor's trembling index finger pressed heavily against the glowing green confirmation button.
[Agreement Confirmed.]
[Equity Transfer Process Initiated…]
[Estimated Completion Time: 3 Minutes.]
Cold system text illuminated the tablet screen.
At the exact moment the fingerprint verification completed—
A cool sensation spread rapidly from Luthor's fingertip through his entire body.
The invisible restraints imprisoning his nervous system dissolved instantly.
"Huff… Huff…"
Luthor collapsed backward into the chair gasping violently.
His expensive suit clung to his skin completely drenched in cold sweat.
The experience resembled drowning—
Then being dragged back to the surface at the final second.
"Pleasant cooperation, Mr. Luthor."
Lynn's calm voice came from behind him.
"The antidote has fully activated."
"You may leave now."
Luthor turned sharply.
His eyes burned with hatred and humiliation.
"You…"
His voice sounded hoarse.
"One day…"
"I'll make you—"
"Make me what?"
Lynn interrupted calmly.
"Experience death again?"
The words froze Luthor completely.
Because he saw something horrifying inside Lynn's eyes.
Not anger.
Not threat.
Indifference.
Absolute indifference.
Like a higher-dimensional being observing an insect struggling beneath glass.
In that instant—
Luthor understood something with terrifying clarity.
As long as he could not counter those all-seeing analytical eyes—
He would never stand on equal footing with this man.
Not as an opponent.
Not as a strategist.
Not even as prey.
Humiliation surged violently through him.
Without another word—
Lex Luthor stood shakily and gripped the snake-headed cane tightly.
Then staggered toward the clinic exit like a defeated emperor escaping a battlefield.
"Turn left after exiting."
Lynn's voice sounded calmly behind him.
"I cleaned the floor recently."
The clinic door slammed shut afterward.
Silence returned.
Lynn remained standing motionless for several seconds.
Then quietly sensed the immense transformation occurring inside his mind.
Batman's tactical foresight and detective instinct.
Iron Man's engineering genius and mechanical creativity.
And now—
Lex Luthor's macro-strategy and manipulation expertise.
Three pinnacle forms of human intelligence.
Three entirely different evolutionary directions.
Under the harmonization effect of SS-Rank Analysis of All Things—
They began fusing together perfectly.
Lynn slowly closed his eyes.
At first—
Only endless information streams appeared.
Economic trends.
Political shifts.
Satellite trajectories.
Alien energy signals.
Then—
The information evolved.
The world itself unfolded inside his consciousness.
A giant interconnected system.
He could perceive a South American cargo-route deviation causing fractional fluctuations within European energy markets.
He could predict a senator's future voting decision merely from hidden donation patterns within Washington.
He could sense unstable geological energy accumulating beneath Middle Eastern deserts months before military conflict erupted.
The entire civilization transformed into an enormous mechanical structure composed of countless interconnected gears.
And Lynn—
Understood every blueprint.
Every operating principle.
Every weakness.
"So…"
He opened his eyes slowly.
"This is what standing above the board feels like."
Compared to raw strength—
This level of global-scale awareness felt infinitely more addictive.
But Lynn did not remain immersed long.
Because his newly evolved mind had already detected something deeply dangerous hidden within the endless information flow.
Immediately—
He activated the Justice League satellite-network authority extorted earlier from Batman.
Simultaneously—
The three newly acquired LexCorp subsidiaries opened their hidden research databases remotely.
Two information torrents collided instantly inside his mind.
Justice League orbital surveillance.
LexCorp extraterrestrial-energy research.
Cross-analysis began at terrifying speed.
Then—
A conclusion emerged.
Cold.
Precise.
Absolute.
Above New York City—
Specifically in the airspace surrounding Stark Tower—
Space itself was distorting continuously at microscopic levels.
And the energy signature generating that distortion—
Matched the Tesseract at a ninety-seven percent similarity rate.
Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Someone activated the Tesseract inside Stark Tower."
No surprise appeared on his face.
Only calm acceptance.
"That useless prince…"
"For the sake of a ridiculous throne…"
"Finally invited an alien army to Earth."
Loki.
The invasion had begun.
Lynn walked slowly toward the clinic window.
Even separated by dozens of city blocks—
His enhanced senses could almost perceive the sky preparing to tear open above Manhattan.
"The war has arrived at my doorstep."
His brows furrowed slightly.
The coming Battle of New York would become an unrestricted city-wide battlefield.
His current strength guaranteed personal survival easily.
But "Doctor Lynn" remained vulnerable as an identity.
He could not openly massacre alien armies while wearing a white coat and exposing his face.
Otherwise—
S.H.I.E.L.D., the Justice League, and every intelligence agency on Earth would immediately classify him as a planetary threat.
He required another identity.
A second face completely separated from Miracle Clinic.
Something violent.
Powerful.
Unrestrained.
A persona capable of harvesting reputation and combat data freely on the battlefield—
Without connecting back to Doctor Lynn afterward.
A perfect disguise.
Just as Lynn began calculating possible designs for this new existence—
Boom—!!!
The clinic's rear entrance exploded inward violently.
Rainwater sprayed across the floor instantly.
A black-clothed figure stumbled heavily into the clinic from the storm outside.
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