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Unbelievable. Do your shareholders know about this, Bruce?" "Superman" Clark exclaimed as he stood by a Watchtower window in space, looking at the blue Earth outside.
Batman, expressionless, said in a low voice, "Hidden as just a project in the space R&D budget, this Watchtower will serve as an early warning system for detecting other intrusive threats from space."
At this time, a full half a year had passed since the "White Martian Invasion" incident. Since its establishment, the Justice League had encountered some minor incidents, without the need for all members to be dispatched. It could be regarded as a relatively rare quiet moment since Connors came to this world. The Metropolis, Gotham, and even the whole world were rapidly rebuilding their homes, and everything seemed to be developing for the better.
But Batman was still a little paranoid in his heart, and he was worried almost all the time that Connors would do something wrong again.
At this point, in a certain apartment in the rebuilt Metropolis, Connors was playing a game of horse racing with "Wonder Woman" Diana, bored. Rather than wearing her classic suit, Diana wore black-rimmed glasses, a short pleated iron-gray skirt, a knitted sweater of the same color, and a long women's suit on the outside. It was one of countless clothes Connors had bought, and was now worn on Diana's body. The black-rimmed glasses and long shawl hair let the charming attributes of the heroine rise in a straight line.
"I am a high-class horse; give me the Tian Ji strategy," Connors, playing the top horse card, said to Diana.
Connors sat in his chair, basking comfortably in the sun, letting Diana play freely. His body changed almost every moment as the sun continued to shine, and the reward for eating melons half a year ago was still at work.
[Eat Melons Today: "Invasion of the White Martians", "Justice League", "Cold on the Outside and Hot on the Inside", "Withering Gray", "Dead Batman"][Melon-eating reward: Photosynthesis][Photosynthesis: Absorbs and stores light and radiation from the sun]
This was the same ability as "Superman" Clark, and it did not have the weakness of Kryptonite. So Connors changed his subsequent plan. He had originally planned to lead the members of the Justice League to Reed Richards in New York immediately after the "White Martian Invasion" incident to see what was happening. But after being exposed to the sun for more than half a year, Connors's strength had increased to a quite powerful level.
Opening the window and standing on the balcony, he reached out and snapped his fingers. Rich black smoke surged from the air for no reason and gathered behind him to form a black cloak, and Connors jumped down. The once "Fallen War Horse" Black Smoke had finally grown into a flying mount after devouring all the White Martians and their ships. However, Connors was not tired of flying for the time being. Most of the time, the black smoke turned into a cloak and hung behind him instead of a war horse.
New York, among an inconspicuous edifice. The interior of the twenty-plus-story edifice was largely demolished except for the necessary load-bearing pillars. "Mr. Fantastic" Reed Richards, who had messy cheeks and bright hair that seemed to squeeze oil, had red eyes and didn't know how long it had been since he had a good night's sleep. But even as the eye droppings piled up at the corners of his eyes and his clothes were so dirty that he couldn't see their original color, Reed was still busy tirelessly. She-Hulk, Shayna, and Natasha were not as intelligent as Reed, and Reed didn't need their help. He had been busy alone since he came to this world.
The windows in the building were closed tightly, and there was a fermenting smell in the air. It seemed that not only the Marvel heroes who had traveled to this world together, but even the local natives of New York did not come here.
But today was different. Connors opened a window in the building and flew in.
Connors: "…" After smelling the nauseating odor inside, he immediately backed out. It smells more repulsive than the worst of Gotham.
Through the window, looking at the various unknown experimental equipment inside, Connors held his breath and plucked up the courage to fly in again.
"Mr. Richards, fortunately I had already smoked after the fact before I came here. Otherwise, if I lit a cigarette with you, I doubt that this whole building would explode due to biogas." Connors met Reed for the first time, but unusually greeted him with familiarity.
The torso was so thin that Reed ignored Connors at all. He rubbed his eyes, applied the eye droppings on the back of his hands to his pants, and then continued the calculation at hand.
"Mr. Richards? Reed Richards?" Connors amplified the volume.
Reed still didn't hear anything. He rubbed his eyes, applied the eye droppings on the back of his hands to his pants, and then continued the calculation at hand.
"Why don't you put this picture book aside? So fanatic?" Connors, curious, leaned over and saw that the ground where Reed was was covered with scrap paper drafts estimated to be an inch thick, while the paper in his hand was filled with various formulas. Not far from Reed, metal supports were erected on the ground, with globes of different sizes inserted on them, except that these globes were redrawn by Reed, and the shapes of continents and oceans presented on them were different.
Connors went to those globes and looked left and right. Then he saw a few words written on one of the globes with a thickened red marker: Earth-3.
"Earth 3?" Connors looked at the globe quizzically, then retreated to Reed to re-look at the formula on the paper. "This world is Earth 3? Did you miscalculate?" Connors said to Reed.
Earth 3 is a world where good and evil are reversed, Connors knew very well, and it is the territory of Ultraman, Owlman, Superwoman, and others. But Connors knew that there was no such thing as Ultraman here.
"No, I didn't miscalculate," Reed opened hoarsely. "This world is part of Earth-3, and the complete Earth-3… seems to be disappearing."
That's also what made my original world disappear. Connors scratched his head. This world is a fragmented part of a dying universe. What are you going to do about it?
PLS SUPPORT ME AND THROW POWERSTONES.