The World Forger, who was wiping sweat next to the magma while carrying a sledgehammer, frowned. His blue skin now looked dark, like that of a coal miner.
"Is it difficult?"
Su Ming held a cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his eyes, while Harley looked around. Only Superboy looked a little nervous. His hands were tightly clenched together, and the S logo on his chest was crumpled.
The big blue man nodded first, then shook his head, looking troubled:
"Of course I am willing to help you, Deathstroke, you are the benefactor of our three brothers. In my memory, the last time the three of us could sit together and communicate calmly was more than a billion years ago. I
I'm very grateful. But maybe this matter can be discussed in the longer term?"
Su Ming shook his head, folded his arms and looked at the pool aside, where the X metal was surging with small ripples:
"If you have any difficulties, just tell me and I will solve them."
"First of all, this multiverse was created by our mother, and you also know this." The World Forger put his hands on the long handle of the sledgehammer and talked about the difficulties: "And the dark multiverse I created, to put it bluntly, is
Imitation of her works is not even very successful. I don’t know if I can perfectly shape a bright and diverse earth..."
"I understand, it's because he feels unsure and lacks confidence. Harley, what's wrong with him?" Deathstroke said softly to the woman on the side.
Harley, who had put on golden glasses at some point, rubbed her little nose and said with a smile: "Leave it to me to deal with the autism caused by living in seclusion for too long. I guarantee that he will be more conceited than Batman in five minutes.
Ha ha!"
"Ahem, enough is enough, don't go too far." Su Ming was a little speechless, so he asked Harley to pause for a moment, and then asked the caster: "You just said the first thing, so what's the second problem? Say it all at once."
"The next thing is raw materials." The caster pointed to the small silver pool, and then pointed to the huge crater basin around it: "The raw materials are not enough. In the past, this place was full of X metal. I can use them to cast the world, but now this
We only need enough materials to knock out a small town."
Su Ming thought for a moment and then smiled: "This is also simple. The Laughing Bat created his own Laughing Diversity before his death. You first use the remaining materials to knock a chain for Barbatos to wear, and then
Let it recycle the plurality, and you can melt them back into the furnace."
"But his universe is all antimatter and darkness. I'm afraid..." The strong man hesitated.
"Hey, don't say that. The properties of the substances themselves are not important. What is important is who holds them." Deathstroke hugged the little superman beside him, patted the S letter casually, and made a banging sound: "You
Look at Clark's upright face, and think about Superman's abilities, do you think he can't even take care of a single universe without other superpowers?"
After hearing Deathstroke's words, Superboy-Prime also puffed up his chest and showed a standard superhero smile.
He looked up at the void forty-five degrees above the diagonal. His square face was as sharp as a knife and had a sense of perseverance. His eyes were full of hope and fighting spirit. At this moment, he was no longer alone.
, he is the 'original hope' of hope.
The Forger rubbed his bald head. He felt that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, because although this Superman had shawl hair, he was indeed a hero from the multiverse of light.
Not long ago, he participated in a battle with the Laughing Bat. What is this if not a hero?
"Well, if I can recast Earth 33, Ms. Quinzel's psychological treatment will be spared. Haha, um, I'll make a dog leash first."
"Hmph! I don't want to treat you! Just a little!" Harley stuck out her tongue at the back of the caster who hurriedly left, looking unhappy, and put away her glasses.
"Okay, it's done." Su Ming shook hands with Superboy and said goodbye, bumping shoulders with each other with a smile: "You can stay here temporarily and just keep an eye on the progress of the forger. After all, what was your world like in the past?
It all depends on you to describe it to him, I can only help you so far."
"Besides thanking you, I don't know what else I can say to you." Superboy wiped the corners of his eyes and let out a long breath: "You taught me a lot. When the documentary about me is released, I will go and watch it with you.
."
Su Ming let go of his hand, hugged Harry and stepped back a few steps: "It's settled, adjutant, teleport us back to Sepurk."
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After returning to his own mechanized planet, Su Ming passed by the respectfully saluting Space Marines and nodded towards the adjutant who greeted him outside the door:
"Where's William?"
"He was drinking. I gave him permission to use the bar to stabilize his mood." The adjutant who looked like a girl doll answered in a nice voice, and avoided Harley's little hand that wanted to lift her skirt without leaving a trace: "
After helping you kill the Laughing Bat, he is eager for us to fulfill our promise. Sheriff, have you figured out how to solve it?"
"It's easier for him to resurrect his wife and daughter than for Superboy to resurrect a single universe." Su Ming walked through the door that opened automatically and walked in the metal corridor, with the strange box above his head.
Hongguang: "How is the current monitoring of magic energy? What is the opinion of the Sky Council?"
"They suggested building a lending system supervised by me, but there are currently many technical difficulties that need to be overcome. How to apply the 'Upside Down Ball' through technological means requires more experiments."
The adjutant answered immediately and once again avoided Harley's attempt to touch her butt.
"Then let's experiment. Let's start with Constantine. If he uses any magic other than the system of hell and heaven, we can use him as a guinea pig." Su Ming sneered. He was gossiped about by the scum in Sangong. It's really
Do you think it’s all a matter of having a drink together? There are still many days to come...
"The order has been recorded, and Constantine on Earth 0 is currently designated as Experimental Subject No. 1."
The adjutant took note of the order in a matter-of-fact manner and will strictly carry out the order.
"Let's start with this. I'm going to the kingdom of death in a while. I want to pay for it and at the same time help the Holy Killer resurrect his wife and daughter. You contact Luther and ask him to come here. I want to talk to the Legion of Destruction and help me in the meantime.
Monitor the movements of the Justice League."
"Okay." The adjutant responded.
Deathstroke dragged Harry, who had always wanted to play with the 'doll', into the throne room. Perpetua's throne was quietly placed here, and many mechanical priests were busy decorating it, as if they planned to
The interior of the hall is entirely plated with gold.
"Praise the Emperor!"
"Always praise!"
Seeing the return of the death knell, the loyal servants knelt on the ground, trembling with excitement. Their servo implants were burning hot. The arrival of God made them feel even more glorious.
"Emperor?" Harley looked weird and her little face became a little funny: "I didn't expect you to have a middle school side?"
"I am really an emperor in the universe, but things are more complicated. You just need to accept this reality." Su Ming sat on the throne and pulled her to sit on his lap: "This time too.
Thank you, you helped me a lot."
"It's okay. I don't have much to do anyway, so I might as well save the world to kill some time." Harley hugged Deathstroke's neck and looked at the people below who were returning to work again: "There are skeletons flying around over there.
Can you give me a few? I’m going to make some Halloween decorations this year.”
"Of course, but that's a servo skull, usually for office use." Su Ming took out the Moebius chair from his pocket and placed it next to his throne with a bang: "Please help me take a look at this again, although I
I got it back easily, but what to do with it?"
The little psycho tilted his head and suddenly said with a smile: "Change it into a toilet. Nowadays, people like to gain knowledge while going to the toilet. I call this the 'information highway', hehehe..."
The blue light on the Mobius chair suddenly dimmed.