Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine Chapter 178: Code: Adamus II

The Birth of Mael

Scott's grip on ga Man's jaw was ironclad as his fingers sunk into the villain's flesh like a juicer. ga Man dangled off the ground, his feet barely twitching as he realized that, for the first ti, he wasn't the one in control.

Yet, even now, he refused to speak.

His pride, his arrogance—his very nature—wouldn't allow it.

Scott narrowed his eyes.

"If you're going to keep your mouth shut…"

His free hand tightened into a fist, his knuckles cracking as sheer force vibrated through them.

"… Then I'll make sure you stay silent forever."

With a sharp breath, Scott pulled back his fist, ready to drive it straight through ga Man's skull. But—

DING!

The translucent interface of the System materialized right in front of his face, its text blinking rapidly.

[Information on "Code: Adamus" is loading…]

Scott froze, his fist still hovering mid-air, just inches from ga Man's face.

His heartbeat quickened.

"What…?" Scott muttered.

The System's voice rang in his mind very calmly.

[Code: Adamus is an imnsely powerful force embedded within the primordial DNA of the universe. It is the source of countless phenona, from laws and concepts to cause and effect. It is the reason you have survived battles where death was certain. Even now…]

Scott's eyes widened slightly, but his grip on ga Man never loosened.

"Wait. You're saying that… the reason I've survived all this ti… is because of this Code: Adamus?"

The System's response was imdiate.

[Affirmative. To clarify, initiating playback of crucial monts where Code: Adamus prevented your death.]

Then, in his mind's eye, the first clip began to play.

The first playback attempted to show sothing before his birth, but—

[⚠️ ERROR. File cannot be accessed.]

Scott furrowed his brows.

"Before I was born? What the hell does that an…?"

The clip imdiately skipped forward.

—The first stream.

The plasma cannon shot. He'd been blown out of a building, the impact should've crushed his ribs, shattered his spine, left him gasping for life. Any normal human would've died. In fact, even a superhuman wouldn't have walked away so easily. And yet — Scott had slapped on so pain patches, taken a short rest, and gone right back to business. (1)

Scott's brows furrowed.

"That… yeah, that was weird, but—"

The next clip played.

—The warehouse explosion.

The entire place had gone up in flas, an inferno so intense that even reinforced drones were turned to ash. No one survived. No one except him. He rembered walking ho that night, bruised, bleeding, but alive.

And what was more, he was still able to have a discussion with Gwen even in that state! (2)

Scott's heartbeat quickened.

"… Shit."

Another clip rolled in.

—The Blue Garden Hotel.

The red toxic gas from the FGIC (Force-Gene Inhibitor Gas) device used by Grave. Stronger n, tougher n, had succumbed to it. Even superheroes who had their genes neutralized were also getting poisoned by it. So suffered organ failure. So never woke up again.

And Scott? He managed to fight his way through waves of enemies, chased down Grave, and didn't even pop a single pill to fix himself afterward. (3)

Scott felt a chill creep up his spine.

More clips. More impossible survivals.

—The blue technophage.

A parasitic nightmare that turned humans into husks, sucking them dry until they beca mindless monsters. The entire human race was vulnerable to it—except him. Red was a walking evidence of that horror. And yet, Scott? He had absorbed it, controlled it. It beca a part of him. (4)

—Ezel.

Her people, one of the most advanced warrior races in the universe, could not find a single mate compatible enough to bond with her. Not a single one of her own kind.

Yet, sohow, Scott was a perfect match. (5)

Every mont, every impossible survival, every freak occurrence—it was all connected.

Scott's fingers twitched slightly.

The final truth dropped.

[Code: Adamus is the concept of survival. Absolute adaptability. Transmogrification. Evolution!]

Scott felt his pulse hamring in his ears.

[Each ti you were out in a life-or-death situation, you survived because Code: Adamus ensured it.]

The realization hit him like a freight train.

He hadn't just been lucky. He hadn't just been tough.

He was built different. Literally.

His body, his being—it wasn't just human.

It was sothing more. And more… was Mael.

Scott stood frozen, his breath steady but his mind boiling.

Slowly, he turned his gaze back to ga Man.

His grip tightened, but not out of frustration.

Out of sheer, unshakable understanding.

"… Well, damn."

He finally muttered — and with just enough smugness.

"Guess I really am hard to kill."

The truth had been in front of him all along.

He just never thought to question it.

But now? Now, he was ready to embrace it.

"You know, there's this voice in my head that tells what to do and the best way to do it—and no, I'm not crazy. It's kind of like my own superpower.

"A few days ago, it said sothing that I thought was the first real complint it ever gave . But now I realize… it wasn't a complint at all.

"The System has always been telling exactly what I am: 'The host possesses an incredibly adaptive existence, capable of surviving and overcoming any situation, no matter how impossible it may seem.' Amazing… right?" (6)

There was so much pride on his face — because he wasn't just so ordinary person fighting in a world full of heroes. Sure, struggles were what made a hero, but there were just so things he couldn't do without the right advantages.

"And now… I might just have it…"

･･･

ga Man gritted his teeth as he felt Scott's hand gripping his jaw—like he was nothing more than a side thought, a re inconvenience.

The sheer audacity of it sent a surge of pure rage coursing through his veins. His fingers trembled for a second before clamping down onto Scott's wrist as his grip tightened like a hydraulic press.

Then, with a burst of overwhelming force, he ripped Scott's hand off him and threw him away.

Scott twisted in midair, but instead of plumting, he remained effortlessly suspended. He stared down at himself, at his arms, at his muscular chest that looked like it was carved from divine marble — an athlete sculpted by the gods themselves.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"So…"

His voice was calm, almost indifferent.

As though nothing in the world could bother him.

"I can even fly now."

He slowly descended with his body as light as a feather.

His landing was graceful.

The mont the tip of his toe so much as brushed the ground, ga Man's eyes sharpened and his instincts flared.

Without hesitation, he shot forward like a rocket.

The sheer speed of his movent shattered tro City.

The city itself—its streets, buildings, and sky—ripped apart as though reality itself couldn't contain the force of his acceleration. In an instant, his shoulder slamd into Scott's abs with enough force to send shockwaves across the continent.

But Scott barely flinched.

The impact should have torn him in half, yet he simply took it like it was lunch. And then, just like a bullet embedding itself into a solid block of wood, Scott was launched into the sky at hypervelocity.

The two of them grabbed each other by the throats, spiraling like a torpedo through the heavens, leaving a vortex of destruction in their wake.

Each ti their fists t, the air itself cracked apart.

Thunder bood as the very sky trembled beneath their ruthless barrage of punches.

Scott's fist crushed ga Man's nose, sending blood gushing out in a violent spray. ga Man retaliated with a savage hook to Scott's ribs—only to feel his knuckles shatter upon impact.

Scott let out a dry chuckle as his eyes carried sothing between amusent and superiority.

"Haaah… interesting. You don't seem to be as strong as you thought you were."

Then, he raised his fist—higher than before.

And swung.

The punch connected with ga Man's face like the wrath of a vengeful god as the sheer force obliterated his grip on Scott's neck.

For a fleeting second, consciousness nearly left him.

But just before darkness could claim him, ga Man roared back to life as his body reacted purely on instinct. He grabbed Scott's wrist with a death grip — then hurled him downward.

Scott plumted.

The speed was unimaginable.

BOOOOOOOOM!!

The mont he hit teor City, the resulting impact sent a devastating shockwave tearing through the tropolis. Buildings crumbled like sandcastles, streets split open, and countless civilians were reduced to nothing more than pulverized remnants of flesh. Hundreds of cars were flung into the air, spinning wildly before exploding like fireworks.

When the dust settled, 60% of teor City had been reduced to an apocalyptic crater.

Scott lay in the heart of it all.

He was half-buried beneath the debris.

His ears rang, his vision blurred, and for the first ti since his transmogrification… his body hurt.

Badly.

That was, without a doubt, the hardest hit he had taken since the fight started. His body was covered in blood — so his own, so belonging to the thousands who had just perished around him. His fingers twitched slightly as he tried to will himself to move.

『Damn…』

He almost wanted to just lie there.

Almost.

Then, he looked up.

ga Man hovered above, arms crossed, a smug grin stretched across his face.

And just like that, Scott's will reignited.

With a deep breath, he planted his knee into the rubble and pushed himself up, groaning slightly as he suppressed the pain.

"Wow…"

He exhaled, wiping a fresh trail of blood from his temple.

"Didn't think I'd ever get hit that hard by my dad."

His body was already healing.

The wounds sealed up in seconds, the pain evaporating as quickly as it had co.

Scott narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't just that ga Man was strong—no, there was sothing else. His body, much like Scott's, was reacting, evolving. It was the sa kind of reactive adaptation that Scott himself possessed. Every ti ga Man was placed in a dangerous situation, he beca better. He grew.

But that was the difference.

ga Man thought he was the best.

Scott knew he was.

Clenching his fists, he locked eyes with his opponent.

His voice was firm, almost eerily calm.

"Do you really have no respect for human life?"

His words cut through the ruined city like a blade.

"If we keep going, we're going to destroy this entire planet. Everyone on it is going to die."

He exhaled through his nose, shaking his head.

"I'm giving you one chance."

His tone left no room for negotiation.

"Heal Fortress. Heal Isaac. And we end this. Right now."

The ssage was clear.

This was the last ti Scott was going to show any rcy.

But, of course…

ga Man laughed.

His hands went to his waist, his head thrown back as he erupted into a fit of manic, almost theatrical laughter. The sound was deafening, blasting across the ruined cityscape to reach the ears of every last survivor still clinging to life.

And then, between gasps of laughter, ga Man sneered.

"You…"

His voice oozed off disdain.

"You think you can set terms for ?"

His grin widened with deep arrogance.

"You actually believe you can threaten ? ?!"

He raised his arms.

"This world belongs to !"

He roared.

"A god doesn't negotiate. A god doesn't—"

BOOM.

Scott's fist collided with ga Man's jaw.

The punch ca faster than light, faster than the sharpest thought itself.

And before ga Man even realized what had happened—

He was gone.

Launched into the void of space as his body spiraled out of control and blood spewed from his mouth as consciousness nearly abandoned him once more. The Earth shrank beneath him as the atmosphere ripped apart in his wake.

Not long after, Scott flew out of Earth until he was within range of ga Man.

『Woah… I can even breathe in space…』

His current status would never not amaze him.

[Preparing strategy to effectively return the host to Earth One and normalize situations.]

[Ding! The host has been equipped with cross-dinsional vision and cross-dinsional speed.]

And it was then that Scott's eyes glowed bright blue as white geotric lines ford across it.

"Woah…"

He could see the infinite lattice of… everything.

There was a path to Earth One!

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CHAPTER REFERENCES:

(1) ── chapter 7

(2) ── chapter 16

(3) ── chapter 50 to 54

(4) ── chapter 95

(5) ── chapter 160

(6) ── chapter 162