Marvel: A Lazy-Ass Superman

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Black Super had originally planned to keep hiding outside the hull until he confirmed the location of his target, then slip in, dismantle what he needed, and return straight to Earth in one clean move.

However, the Kree’s actions forced him to change that plan.

The sub-vessel that looked like a landing craft docked directly with the cruiser’s boarding port, positioning its hull sideways and blocking most of the entrances and exits.

The smaller craft spread out to patrol the exterior of the cruiser. And because this was a ship built by the Kree themselves, they knew exactly where the blind spots of the weapon emplacements and sensor arrays were—there were even guards stationed behind the engines.

If the cruiser showed any abnormal activity, they would immediately destroy the laboratory ship’s propulsion system.

To avoid being spotted by those patrolling "little bugs," Black Super had no choice but to enter the cruiser through the nearest maintenance access.

The small maintenance hatch he selected wasn’t designed for use in space. The passage behind it lacked a pressurized airlock. Opening it in the near-vacuum of space would cause a massive loss of atmosphere, so this kind of hatch could only be opened from the inside.

That sort of inconvenience was nothing to Black Super. By using super-speed vibration to slip through molecular gaps, he phased directly into the ship’s interior without triggering any alarms.

The first thing he did after entering was locate the nearest terminal. He wanted to see whether he could pull up the cruiser’s schematics or find the location of its data storage systems through the terminal interface.

Considering signal latency across space, it was impossible that all Kree warship data was uploaded to some kind of cloud server. There had to be local storage.

And since this ship needed to remain hidden, external communications would be even more unlikely. So where was the data stored?

Black Super’s hopes were quickly dashed the moment he started interacting with the terminal.

Right—he’d overlooked something. The interface was written in Kree script. He couldn’t read it.

A super brain might learn fast—even languages wouldn’t be a problem—but to decode a language, you still needed reference material. Without any point of comparison, those alien glyphs were just meaningless scribbles.

Learn Kree on the spot?

The thought flashed through his mind and was immediately discarded. He chose a simpler approach.

Trace the wiring.

Marvel’s advanced civilizations, for all their sophistication, still generally followed technological principles Earth could understand—the gap lay in execution and materials, not in some utterly alien logic. As for Celestials... that was far beyond the curve, and Black Super had never encountered them, so they didn’t count.

Any networked electronic system, no matter how advanced, ultimately relied on two things: power and data. In advanced civilizations, both could be transmitted wirelessly.

But was wireless transmission truly flawless?

Wireless was convenient, yes—but in terms of reliability, nothing beat wired connections. And for maximum redundancy, you’d use both.

For something like a spacecraft—where reliability mattered far more than convenience—Black Super didn’t believe for a second that the Kree would rely entirely on systems that could be disabled with a sheet of tinfoil.

That was why, under his X-ray vision, the cruiser’s hull was packed with dense layers of cabling. Even behind the terminal’s panel, there were physical connections.

Anyone who had ever worked in a server room knew that tracing cables was a basic skill. And with X-ray vision, Black Super didn’t need to guess blindly or hope the wiring was neat enough to follow at a glance.

He just needed to pick a line and follow it.

Even if the hardware behind this particular terminal wasn’t his target—if different systems had their own dedicated lines and processors—that was fine.

All he needed was to identify what Kree data storage devices looked like, or at least their general design. Then he could strip out everything that matched. He could study it all later back on Earth.

As for whether ripping out every device that functioned like a hard drive would cripple the ship...

He almost wanted to say, not my problem. But if he wanted to preserve the cruiser’s basic functionality, there was another angle to consider.

What he was after was Mar-Vell’s research data. That system should be separate from the ship’s flight and control systems, not integrated into them.

If the cruiser’s systems were physically compartmentalized, then his target would be a standalone electronic system—unrelated to ship operation, running independently, and seemingly nonessential. He only needed to extract the storage from that system.

But if Kree technology integrated everything into one unified system...

Well then, that really would be a case of not my problem.

With his objectives clarified, Black Super followed a cable that appeared to be related to data transmission.

The journey, however, was anything but smooth.

The Kree boarding party had already captured the Skrulls along with Nick Fury and the others, and they were now conducting a sweep of the ship for remaining stragglers.

To avoid these search teams, Black Super sometimes had to duck into the wrong branch corridor, wait for a patrol to pass, then double back.

Other times, his luck was worse, and a Kree squad would follow him down the same branch. Then he could only keep moving, staying ahead until another room or junction gave him an escape.

He was doing all this because he didn’t want to leave behind too many traces. Otherwise, he could have simply smashed his way through the hull.

He could also rely on high-frequency vibration to phase through walls—but he couldn’t maintain that state for long. He had to choose thin partitions where phasing required less effort.

Passing through molecular gaps demanded coordination between multiple abilities. The longer he maintained that state, the higher the risk of making unnecessary mistakes.

Pure high-speed vibration—like the Reverse-Flash blurring himself until no one could see clearly—was doable.

But that kind of ability signature was too distinctive. Black Super had no intention of letting anyone identify him by a unique power profile.

So he played a deadly game of hide-and-seek with the Kree search teams, until he finally reached a compartment that housed a cluster of mainframes.

Judging by the internal layout, this wasn’t just a research lab. Adjacent to it was a massive energy-generation unit, currently offline.

It looked like a backup power system—or so Black Super judged.

Although he still hadn’t found his exact target, this wandering had effectively eliminated many compartments that were obviously not what he was looking for.

Before moving on, Black Super began studying the mainframes in this room—examining how Kree technology differed from Earth’s, and how their data was actually stored.

To test this, he deliberately performed random operations on the terminal, listening for mechanical sounds elsewhere in the compartment. He couldn’t directly see energy flow, but he could infer activity from changes in heat.

Using this method, he gradually pieced together how Kree systems operated.

And he had a strong feeling that he was getting close to the answer.

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