The cosmic tuning fork is rapidly taking shape, and after a brief silence, the area around the square soon becomes noisy.
Not only the reporters and onlookers on the sidelines, but also the soldiers responsible for maintaining the safety of the gold could not help but be excited. After all, more than ten seconds ago, everyone had only a pile of gold bricks in front of them, but now they automatically formed a tower.
"Viewers, you can see that there is a cosmic tuning fork in front of us. Anyone who has read the DC comic series can imagine that this is probably the first step towards a multiverse system..."
"Studio, studio! Have DC's writers and artists arrived? What? I can't even get through the phone?"
"Cool! I want to take pictures of them all, Fake, who stepped on my toes?!"
"None of this has anything to do with God. It turns out that humans can really do this on their own..."
People are talking a lot. Everyone has different personalities and life experiences, and they will have different feelings about the same thing.
However, the people present now have a relatively positive view on this matter, and there are no little black haters.
Although they don't know how Batman achieves this, it seems like a miracle, but as long as they read the comics or check the Wiki on the Internet, they can know that Batman is a 100% ordinary person.
There are no superpowers, only money-making abilities and a clever mind.
However, in capitalist countries, having money is a proof of ability and an object worthy of people's worship.
If people were still a little worried about the ancient evil gods before, now they are more relieved after seeing that humans can also achieve miraculous scenes. Although what the black sun in the sky is is still a mystery, looking at the golden sun
The spire stands in Washington Square, and people seem to be awakened to something in their hearts.
Well, it's actually passive awakening, because Bobo is debugging the starting equipment. This tuning fork is absorbing people's emotions and converting them into usable energy. This is an uncompromisingly dark method.
It's quite interesting to say that many things that look resplendent are often the darkest, and some things that exist in the dark can actually bring people safety. This is a bit counter-intuitive, but this is the status quo.
"This waveform...or is it like this? Hiss, no, why don't you click this?"
Bobo was placed on the operating table at the bottom of the tuning fork. The original tuning fork did not have this. It was only when Steel Man researched it that he built such a plug-in device. When Su Ming used quantum to reshape the tuning fork this time, he simply
Get it out and make it easier to operate.
The orangutan with a pipe in his mouth was busy on it at this time, but Colossus was a black man with a height of two meters in armor, and Bobo was an orangutan who was only 60 centimeters tall with bare feet, so this facility was a bit unsuitable.
But it's not a big problem. Anyway, he can't understand any of the words or pictures on it. Nowadays, no matter what operation he performs, he relies on his feeling, so pressing with his paws or pressing with his feet is almost the same.
After a few random operations on the machine, the tuning fork emitted a low-frequency buzz, which sounded like it was starting up.
The orangutan broke off a few more handles and kicked the console. The golden spire began to roar like a tractor, as if it was about to explode.
However, he immediately returned the handles to their original positions, and changed a few more handles to break them. This time it was much better, the harsh roar disappeared, and it also lit up a golden light that reached into the sky.
"It seems that something is missing." The orangutan stopped, took a puff of cigarette and thought, in fact, he was looking for a feeling: "The power has not increased, and we have not opened up the space yet."
"Then you tinker a little more."
The fake Batman said expressionlessly. He rubbed his elbow, as if it was a little itchy.
I just don’t know how I would feel if I knew that there were so many onlookers around me and I could be torn to pieces by the turbulent flow of space at any time.
But obviously they won't know that all they can see are the miracles created by superheroes.
"I have to think about how the Laughing Bat did it in the first place." Bobo exhaled a large puff of smoke, and his furry cheeks bulged up, as if he was hiding fruit in his mouth: "You saved him from the tuning fork at that time.
When you come down, have you noticed the status of these buttons?"
He pointed to another row of buttons, obviously he was unsure about this.
"When the Laughing Bat used the tuning fork, the entire tower was enveloped in black electric light because it absorbed dark energy. When I looked over, there was only darkness."
Deathstroke replied, while using his eyes to signal Bobo to press it casually without any worries.
The orangutan also knows that there is a death knell here. Even if the tuning fork blows up, he will not die, and there will be no problem in this universe. But just thinking about being torn apart by space, how painful would it be?
Death with a bang is of course the most pleasant, but space and time are always related. Time is likely to be slowed down due to space fragmentation, which means that you have to face a relatively long death process.
It's the kind of torture that feels like slow death climbing up from your fingers bit by bit, the result you want but can't get.
But at this time, Deathstroke came close to his ear and whispered: "You can press the dozens of buttons on the right side of the panel. You have tried the more than thirty buttons on the left."
"When did I try it? I don't have Laohu Tu, obviously I don't."
The orangutan shook his head. He had no memory of pressing those buttons.
However, the dark man did not speak, he just stared at him calmly and nodded slowly.
"!
!" Seeing his expression, the orangutan's eyes became sharp, and his face suddenly stretched as long as a horse. He suddenly realized but still had to control his emotions and asked in a low voice: "So how many times has this tuning fork exploded? And you
Time goes back every time? So I have no relevant memories!?"
"Don't worry about these details, and don't ask the same thing every time. Get to work quickly." The fake Batman didn't give a specific explanation. He just raised his finger and pointed at the black sun. The meaning was very simple. You don't think you can maintain the darkness, Xiaofu.
The concrete image is just a decoration in the sky, right?
Darkness has no vision, but it has a keen sense of touch. It can feel the slightest sign of explosion in the tuning fork, and can allow Su Ming to activate the quantum concept to turn back time immediately.
From the perspective of time flow, this process is a bit like whenever the story reaches a dead end, Su Ming takes everyone out, puts them back to the starting point, and tries different button combination conditions again.
The strength of control over a world can also be reflected in this aspect.
So strictly speaking, this tuning fork has never exploded once, because those explosions will not happen in the future. After all, the special skill of the Supreme Mage lineage is to make choices on the timeline.
This operation is a bit risky, but it is not a big problem and it should not cause a flash point, because he and the orangutans are not native residents of this universe, and they are not deeply involved here.