It was placed on Deathstroke's shoulder like a cloth bag. The cat's two front paws held the page of comics that Stan Lee had just drawn. He first looked at it head-on, then looked at it from the other side, and then looked at the stars in the distance through the light.
, I literally didn’t see any flowers.
This is just an ordinary piece of paper, with a person, a cat, and a big ball drawn on it. There are some shadow effects drawn with pencil in other places, and there are a few cartoon-style onomatopoeias. There are no clues.
There must be some secret in this painting, which it couldn't imagine, but Deathstroke left happily after getting the painting, which shows that he had got what he wanted.
Yes, according to A Thousand Cats' Dream's understanding of Deathstroke, if he had not succeeded in getting what he wanted, he would certainly not have given up so easily. So what does this painting represent?
"I know what you are thinking, Huahua." Su Ming, who was flying in the universe, touched the cat's head and smiled slightly. The distant starlight made his face look only half bright: "But don't look, I tell you
The answer is, it’s a ticket.”
"Oh, is this another human riddle? It's so annoying. What annoys me the most is humans. They don't say anything and rely on others to guess. Isn't it interesting?"
As the dream of simple animals, Big Gray obviously has some shortcomings in this aspect. It's not that it doesn't understand people's hearts, it just doesn't like to guess riddles.
The world of cats is much simpler than that of humans. All you need to know is who can fight best and who has food.
"Because humans have been at the top of the earth's food chain for a long time, bored humans will always find something to do for themselves, such as guessing riddles. This is the most gentle and friendly way to compete with others."
Riddles are the prototype of scams and schemes, but they are created just for fun. Whether it is a crossword riddle, a lantern riddle, or any other riddle, Mr. Li can never tell the answer.
When I asked him what a riddle was, he gave me a riddle. Isn't that the answer?
Perhaps in the old man's opinion, the 'mystery' was just a cartoon, not a cartoon drawn by him.
The half-black and half-yellow armored Deathstroke continued to fly forward silently. This time, he teleported himself and the cat to an open star area, and then kept flying in the same direction.
He was flying very fast, and tens of thousands of light years had passed in the time it took him to speak, but even so, it seemed that his destination was still nowhere to be seen.
"Okay, meow, now that you understand, please explain it to me." The cat started to be cute again, rubbing the piece of fur with the word 'king' on the top of its head against Deathstroke's face.
"Oh, I really can't help it. I have to admit that although you are not as good at making fun of Bobo, you are much cuter than monkeys." Even Su Ming couldn't help but put a sticker on the kitten's head.
: "Don't focus on this comic page, the key is the area in the lower right corner."
There is a blank space in the picture, and there is Stan Lee's signature.
"Bobo is actually a chimpanzee, not a monkey." Thousand Cats Dream defended an animal that was not present, then lowered his head and looked carefully at the signature position: "So this is what you want? This name is the ticket?"
Ordinary pencil handwriting, the simplest kind of cursive handwriting, the cat still doesn't see anything special.
There is no cosmic energy gathering in this signature, and no concept emerges, it is just ordinary.
"You may not understand what the name Stan Lee represents in the Marvel Universe, and that doesn't matter, as long as TOAA recognizes it."
Su Ming changed his position and continued to fly with his belly facing the sky. In fact, the cloak was dragging him, so it didn't matter what position he used:
"Let's go find TOAA now. Ah, this is my way of calling you, to distinguish it from the OAA of the Tenjin group."
"It seems like this is a local characteristic again. I really don't understand." A Thousand Cats' Dream handed the paper with the comics to Deathstroke, and retracted his two front paws, showing a 'holding hands' look:
"But can you tell me about Jim Lee? Oh, and Neil Gaiman, whom the old man mentioned just now?"
After it finished speaking, its eyes opened wide, as if it was listening for the movement of a mouse.
"So you are also interested in your 'origin'. I thought you didn't care at all, haha." Su Ming laughed out loud. He put his hands behind his head and looked at the red and green light strips in front of his eyes.
Xingkong: "Then let me tell you a little bit. Don't tell anyone else. We still have to start with the vampire bald man Mandrake."
During the rest of the trip, Su Ming selectively told the cat some things he could. After all, he had been helping a lot, and it was only fair to satisfy its thirst for knowledge now.
So, so, so, so, he said a lot, and I don’t know how much the cat understood, but looking at his thoughtful look, maybe he gained something?
Compared with their leisurely appearance, there are some guys who are not in a good mood at this time. For example, a fox with a rich green light all over its body is standing in the void, with its face covered with
Humanized expression of confusion.
At present it has two options.
First, enter the new multiverse to find the missing creation hands. Not long ago, these five guys suddenly lost contact with the court, as if they had returned to the void.
It was just gone. Even if they fell into the river, there should have been splashes, but they lost contact instantly, and even the court couldn't see what happened. Later, they couldn't even peek into the internal situation of New Multidimensional.
A mysterious presence interferes with all this.
Second, turn around and take another path to find the missing Multiverse 1 and the Origin Falcon, let what should happen happen, and maintain the order of the Origin.
The disappearance of the falcon was also sudden. The last news it sent back before losing contact was that it had found a prey, and it was going to prepare to shape a complex and seal the prey to use as material for building walls.
It sounded very optimistic, but then, there was no more. The Origin Falcon disappeared outside the super-time flow, and it also did not make a splash.
So now, it has to continue the former's mission.
But there is a reason for its hesitation, because no matter which one it wants to choose, as soon as a thought arises in its mind, a terrifying sense of crisis envelopes it, forcing it to be cautious.
Just like the Origin Falcon has particularly good eyesight, as a member of the Origin Judge, it also has its own strengths, that is, its intuition is very good.
If it were another judge, he might just pick one and forget about the strange feeling in his heart, but a fox wouldn't do that. It prefers to make decisions before taking action, so now I'm thinking about whether there is a third way.
You can go.
The Court of Origin has issued an order, which must be carried out. For example, Diversity 1 must be reshaped, and some people must be sealed.
But I can't do it now. Although I still don't know where the sense of crisis comes from, it is definitely not simple. If you can make yourself feel danger, what level of existence would it be?
Taixu? Or God? Or something from an external force?
The more he thought about it, the more undecided he became. His big green tail waggled like an electric fan, which fully demonstrated his inner irritability.