En Route to Singapore ...

[lexcorpunlimited]

Lex Luthor and Superman soar across the Pacific. Even taking a Boom Tube to international waters, the flight will still take more than an hour. He knows the Kryptonian is curious to see him put the armor through its paces, which is probably the only reason he's taking what is, for him the slow way.

But he has to concede ... he likes flying. It's become a sort of refuge. He forgets about his responsibilities, his agendas. For a moment, at least.

"I have a dozen odd-business ventures and partnerships in Singapore," he says, casually. "More than a number of place suitable to use as a base to look for a quantum-powered teenager. Have you spent much time there?"

He actually finds he wants to know the answer to that question. He can't imagine Superman just visiting someplace. He can't imagine battling Titano and then stopping to try the dim sum.

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[mars_my_destination]

"Mister Miracle and I once encountered something similar. A being who appeared to be as L'Zoril, the Martian God of Dreams... but Miracle described a gaunt and pale figure with dark hair."

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "It is not unthinkable. Many cultures have tales of an Earth spirit, such as Gaea. And we ourselves know of living planets, like Mogo or Yggardis."

[lexcorpunlimited]

"Indeed," says Luthor. "It's a mad world. Worlds. The hardest thing I've ever had to admit was realizing that I've just learned enough to grasp how little I know about how the universe works. Incarnations of Death and Dream, New Gods, elementals, superheroes, Supermen ... the human incarnation of a century ...

He trails off for a second, lost in thought.

"I know this," he says, after a moment. "If there's a defense system, there's a designer. And if someone -- be they human, alien or god -- designed a defense system that gets exponentially more power with each century, the more powerful the greater human understanding of science grows, that means someone predicted a commensurate threat."