Chapter 474 The 'Quarantine'

Meanwhile, on the Tin Foil Starship...

At this moment, the Tin Foil Hero kept the ship hovering in the air, observing the situation.

In the eyes of the other heroes of the Universal Superhero Alliance (excluding Black Hole Queen, Jue-Ge, and the headquarters staff), the four who jumped down could destroy half the universe without a problem. Solving a mere Blastarian... shouldn't take more than a few minutes.

However, what they waited for was...

"Open the hatch, I need to get back on," the Toad Hero's voice suddenly came through the communicator. "Hurry! The Poison Hero is not doing well!"

"What?" Captain Crapstar in the co-pilot seat could hardly believe his ears. "Are you sure it's the Poison Hero?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Open the hatch." The Toad Hero's tone and wording immediately made the people on the ship realize two things: first, this was not a joke; second, things were much more serious than imagined.

About a minute later, the Toad Hero reappeared in the cabin.

"How's the Poison Hero?" Seeing him come in, the Lucky Hero immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"He's been poisoned by a toxin specifically targeting his DNA; his body is self-destructing..." The Toad Hero's answer was efficient, explaining the situation clearly in two sentences. "I've already put him in the 'Quarantine'."

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed surprise.

On the one hand, it was because they found it hard to believe that the Poison Hero would be defeated by "poison"; on the other hand, it was because... the "Quarantine" mentioned by the Toad Hero was not something like a medical bay, but a special "imprisonment device".

This device was specifically used to imprison some "super criminals who are extremely difficult to imprison," such as... criminals who can teleport, criminals whose bodies can pass through matter, criminals with molecular-level control, and so on. As long as these criminals were conscious, they could easily escape from any conventional prison.

Therefore, the Toad Hero and the Tin Foil Hero jointly designed this device called the "Quarantine".

The Quarantine looks like a giant ostrich egg, and its interior always contains a different dimension where string theory doesn't apply. When the egg is closed, no matter what means the creature inside uses to move, it will only expand that different dimension, but cannot change its actual position in this dimension.

In addition, the properties and state of the creature confined in the "Quarantine" hardly change, which means... the effects of the passage of time are almost stopped.

The Toad Hero had no choice but to put the Poison Hero into the Quarantine... because he knew that "life stasis agents" could only delay the situation for so long; and normal medical treatment... could not stop or reverse the process of the Poison Hero's body collapsing on itself.

So, the only remaining option... was to put him in the Quarantine first, and buy as much time as possible before they could think of a solution.

"It's... that serious?" After a few seconds, the Tin Foil Hero thought for a moment, and guessed the cause and effect. Even he couldn't help but look grave.

"Yes." At this time, the expression under the Toad Hero's mask was not good either. "That Doctor Diandian... has done something that the two of us couldn't do..."

"Hey, wait a minute, what do you mean by that?" The Lucky Hero reacted quickly, and immediately heard some strange information from the other party's words.

"It means that we have also researched how to kill the Poison Hero," the Toad Hero replied.

"What did you say?" The Lucky Hero was furious when he heard this, and immediately stood in front of the Toad Hero, questioning him angrily.

"I don't think I need to repeat what I just said," the Toad Hero said. "If you can't understand or accept my approach, we can talk about it another time, but now..."

"Who's going to talk to you another time?" The Lucky Hero interrupted him. "Don't even think about brushing this off!"

"Isn't this normal?" At this moment, Feng Bujue, who was sitting next to them and watching coldly, spoke up. "What's there to get excited about?"

"Hey, buddy, we're not that familiar with you," the Lucky Hero turned to look at Jue-Ge. "So you better not meddle in this..."

"Familiar or not doesn't matter, I'm just telling you the reasoning..." Feng Bujue continued, "For example... if one day, the Poison Hero gets a hot head and decides to become a supervillain, what do you think will happen next?"

"Watch your words, Poker Hero, you are discussing a respected hero who has made countless sacrifices for justice," the Lucky Hero replied solemnly.

"Okay, then I'll change the example. If one day, the Poison Hero is brainwashed by a supervillain, or controlled... and has to fight against the side of justice, what do you think should be done?" Jue-Ge then asked.

Hearing this question, the Lucky Hero fell silent.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue chuckled when he saw this. "You see... you're thinking; it's okay to think now, but if my assumption comes true, then... every second you spend thinking, someone will die." He paused. "That's the difference between the Toad Hero and the Tin Foil Hero and you... what they do, in the eyes of idealists, is inhumane, even dirty and cold... but it is 'correct'."

"People like them bear that filth and suffer accusations before things happen; but when a crisis arises, they can stand up and respond with a pre-prepared plan."

"And most other people... often choose to stand on the moral high ground, enjoy that sense of superiority, and accuse those who they see as not 'noble' enough; but... when the time comes, these people can only stare blankly, and at most use pointless sacrifices to defend their 'nobility'. But in essence... they don't solve any problems."

"Alas..." The Lucky Hero sighed helplessly when he heard this, and walked away from the Toad Hero. "Maybe you're right... when fighting evil, a killer is more useful than a priest, the law is more useful than morality, and reality... is more useful than ideals."

Feng Bujue spread his hands and tilted his head: "Hehe... it seems you're quite sensible too."

"But there's one thing you're wrong about..." the Lucky Hero said, turning to walk out of the cabin. "Not all idealists put their 'nobility' first..." As he passed Jue-Ge, he glanced at him. "What I want to protect is something more practical..."

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At the same moment, inside the command center tower...

"Thousand-Eye Hero!"

Along with Mr. Mediocre's miserable cry, the Thousand-Eye Hero fell down.

At this time, the Thousand-Eye Hero looked like a sponge that had been crushed countless times by heavy objects, slumped on the ground, unable to rise again.

And ninety percent of the thousands of eyes on his body that could trigger trypophobia had already closed.

"Don't worry," Doctor Diandian's cold voice rang out again after a few seconds. "He may not die before you..."