On the long and narrow bridge, the small pickup truck is like a small boat, swaying left and right in the constantly exploding waves of feces, creating a dangerous situation.
Perhaps the dung beetles have specifically chosen relatively thin feces, so whether these balls are hit into the river or on the bridge, they will splash a large amount of water.
Even though the wipers were turned on, there was so much shit on the windshield that it was impossible to wipe it all away. Instead, it was spread evenly, turning the glass brown.
Even though it was such a disgusting scene, the people in the car were in a state of soaring adrenaline and couldn't care less about the external environment.
For example, Jerry, who is driving, can only see the road ahead and the engine speedometer. He uses the cooperation of his hands and feet to keep the car drifting to avoid these "round dung", and he unknowingly seems to have entered the car god where man and car are one.
realm.
If there really is such a realm.
But in fact, this is the DC universe, not the world background of Urban Dragon King. There are indeed many ways to become a god, but it is definitely not possible to change life forms by driving a car.
Otherwise, Barry and Batman would have become gods long ago, and their driving skills are definitely the strongest in the multiverse.
"Take it easy, adjutant, don't really hit it." Seeing the scene on the projection screen, Su Ming quickly reminded the adjutant who was having fun not to hit it: "Although it is just a dung ball, hitting a vehicle at high speed will still cause problems.
"
"Don't worry, Sheriff, I won't have any problems with my ability to calculate ballistics." The adjutant smiled and continued to control the dung beetle to throw dung, and at the same time expressed his confidence: "And isn't this great? Jerry can also do it for me.
Contributing to this family will make the family more cohesive."
"Hehe." Deadpool laughed. As the initiator, he seemed to also feel the joy of manipulating others.
He doesn't have as good a mind and layout ability as his cousin, nor is he good at precise tactics, but he can play. Isn't his plan more interesting than Slade's serious killings?
"Okay, Wade, your performance is good, you can have fun next time." Su Ming walked to the table and continued to sit down and color the figures: "You know our plan, right? Just don't go overboard."
"I know, people nowadays just like special effects blockbusters. In fact, logic is not very important."
The shameless Wade began to think about the next script arrangement again. Playing with his cousin also made him very happy. He turned his head and looked in the direction of no one with a smile, and said to himself:
"In the United States, commercial blockbusters can actually be produced on industrial assembly lines. They are either cars, guns, balls, or shit. As long as our movie has these elements together, it will definitely be able to summon the dragon. Yes, I know that summoning the dragon requires seven.
Dragon Ball, why is the number seven again? Let’s not talk about it for now, but there are those six elements in a movie plus me as the seventh element. If the movie doesn’t become popular, I will burn myself, okay?”
He started talking nonsense again, and Su Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him, but since he was having so much fun, and Superboy and his family would only encounter some shit-and-pee jokes, let him play as he pleased.
The second phase of the plan has been basically completed. Politicians and capitalists have been almost wiped out. The powerful people left behind are either impersonated by androids or have good intentions towards Superboy. They no longer pose an obstacle.
.
The next third phase cannot begin until the Kent family arrives at the holiday cabin.
At that time, Laurie will discover some "key information", Superboy will go out to save people all over the world and prevent the Holy Jar War, and then the two young lovers will save the world.
This is the rough outline of the plan, and the adjutant and Deadpool can fill in the details.
While Su Ming was thinking, he used a soft brush to paint a few times on the figure. He was more curious about this matter now.
Some time ago, he opened the door, and the being behind the door instilled painting skills into him. He originally thought it was a rubbish skill that he would not use, but he actually used it today. This is what the blind and foolish man had foreseen.
The future?
The ancient ones are truly unfathomable. If God can still figure out some outlines, then they are completely indescribable.
"Huh? Who is snooping?" The brush in his hand stopped. Su Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. He seemed to see something through the basement ceiling, and then confessed to his cousin: "I
Go out for a moment and be right back."
After saying that, the man in black and yellow armor disappeared; but his bitch cousin didn't seem to hear it at all. He and the adjutant's projection were together, still laughing sinisterly.
I don’t know what kind of ghost things the Kent family will encounter on the road next.
"Do you have a problem with me?" In a fiery red space, which seemed to be in the center of a volcano, surrounded by black rocks, the death knell sat on the anvil while talking: "Just tell me if you have anything to do, sneaky
What do you want to do? It’s because I reacted quickly and almost killed you as an enemy just now.”
The person he was talking to was a blue giant, who looked like a blue-skinned bald troll, and he was holding a big hammer in his hand.
Who else could it be but the Forger of the World?
It's just that as the son of Perpetua, the majestic god of creation, he looked very humble when facing the death knell. After listening to what the man said, he showed a wry smile:
"It's about the Origin Earth. It was originally a newly created single universe and its state is not very stable. If you intervene to change its story now, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand it."
Obviously, it still has some feelings for the universe it forged, maybe not much, but after all, the blacksmith still has some love for his works.
"You still have the nerve to say that?" Su Ming, who was sitting, rolled his eyes and threw a cigarette to the blue giant standing in front of him: "I killed Perpetua and didn't let her put you three traitors back.
Go to Taixuli, you three brothers all owe me a debt of gratitude, but how do you repay me?"
When he opened his mouth, he was trying to repay a favor, but his tone was not serious and was a bit joking.
"Monitor and Counter-Monitor, you left them to play mahjong in Sepurk." The blue giant rubbed his hands. He also felt that his two brothers were a bit too much.
They are obviously not bad at strength, but now they seem to have completely turned into gamblers. This time Proraya attacks Deathstroke, and the two of them act like normal people, not caring about anything, and even playing mahjong with the lichs from the Sky Council.
It took Deathstroke two days to defeat the Mother of Nothingness, and the two of them fought forty-two times in two days. It was really outrageous.
"What I'm talking about is not their business. It's my intention for them to play mahjong. At least it's better than letting the anti-monitors cause trouble everywhere? The monitors just stare at him at close range."
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Su Ming looked at the blue man in front of him speechlessly:
"I'm talking about you. I asked you to reshape Superboy's original Earth, but you ended up creating a dark universe? Look at the attitude of those people inside towards Clark. That means Superboy has a better temper now.
, even if he listened to some of my words, if it were before, he would have twisted your neck."