8mi Chapter 143 Unexpected Visitor
Chapter 143 Unexpected Visitor
Chapter 143 Unexpected Visitor
Ascending to godhood through the anti-life equation is something beyond Joey's knowledge and understanding.
It's not about ascending to godhood itself, but rather the methods used to achieve it.
The idea of leaping from a mortal race to a god who reigns supreme over the universe sounds difficult, but it is indeed no simple feat.
Even if Kryptonians are ultimately not a completely mortal race, but rather remnants of the sun god Rao, they are still at least a long way from reaching the level of "gods".
Over hundreds of millions of years, only a small number of people from the New Creation Star and Apocalypse Star have truly forged their divine status from their original non-divine races and become a new divine race independent of time and space.
Moreover, all of this is based on the premise that they themselves inherited a rich legacy from the ancient gods.
The most representative of these is Darkseid, the Dark Lord of Apokolips.
The "Omega Effect" made Darkseid a star, placing him at the pinnacle of all the new gods.
Now Jor-El wants to use the "Anti-Life Equation" as a ladder for himself and the Kryptonians to ascend to godhood.
Joey was now 100% certain that his father was indeed the "mad scientist" others had described.
Ordinary people would never think of such a bizarre operation.
That's an anti-life equation that can control all intelligent life forms in the universe. How could it be discovered and controlled so easily?
Even if this is a wild, dark multiverse, we can't just say "I think" like this, right?
Once it goes berserk and gets out of control, it's like setting off a super-sized firework with Earth as the fuse and the entire universe as fuel.
"What your father is looking for is not simple."
Batman, who had once defeated Darkseid in a second playthrough, leaned over. His understanding of the Anti-Life Equation was absolutely profound:
"The Anti-Life Equation is not just a weapon; it is...:::"
"I know that no one understands the anti-life equation better than me."
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Joey shrugged, practically ready to play the accordion. Batman had already cleared the dungeons, so he'd at least read the script!
Besides the Anti-Life Equation, he also understood Kryptonians better—pointing to his ears, Joey reminded Batman:
"Now is not a good time to speak."
Their conversation could be overheard at any time, if Joe Al wanted to.
All whispers are now loud conspiracies.
They should refrain from any communication until the steel frame has a complete isolation layer.
"System self-check in progress... Ugh!"
Steelbone sighed, focusing on repairing the system damage caused to the watchtower during the previous invasion:
"Can someone help me? No, I think there probably isn't."
He, who was originally invincible in the cyberspace of this planet, has recently had his mentality blown by various extraterrestrial powers. Speaking of which, the watchtower's system is quite unbreakable in terms of design.
This space station, which is now buried deep underground, should not be like this today, coming and going as it pleases.
Unfortunately, the Helmet of Fate had previously distorted time and reality, causing a chain reaction of timer malfunctions within the Watchtower system.
In order to bring the malfunctioning communication and transmission systems back online as quickly as possible, the steel frame also directly borrowed external channels to connect the watchtower's internal network directly to the external Internet.
This wouldn't have been risky in the past, since Cyborg was the only decent super-intelligent entity on the Earth's Internet, and to him, this was his own backyard.
But unexpectedly, those Kryptonians were so unethical, trying to trick and ambush Cyborg, the little robot who had been modified for two and a half years.
It's like a burly alien being shoved into the backyard of the Earth's Internet, taking advantage of Cyborg's preparation for a large-scale teleportation, leaving him no room to resist.
The good news is that Joey and Bruce, who are waiting, are not without things to talk about; the bad news is that everything they can talk about is bad.
Joey is preparing to go with Hawkgirl to check on the three who are still recovering in the medical room, while Batman is preparing to visit old Thomas and Martha, who are being held in the prison.
Yes, ever since he retrieved the Helmet of Destiny, Batman has imprisoned his parents separately in the Watchtower's cells.
In his view, the safety factor here is much higher than that of the dilapidated Arkham Asylum on the surface of the earth.
Watching the two of them prepare to leave the hall in perfect unison, Cyborg almost blurted out another sentence he couldn't help but say:
"If we were to hold a vote...::"
"Um?"
Superman and Batman's menacing gazes pierced through the air once more.
Steel Bone, who had just managed to stop himself from speaking, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's nothing, just talking to myself."
Before Cyborg became a cyborg, he was essentially just a college student who was once the quarterback of the Gotham University football team.
He used to be overwhelmed by the war between Wonder Woman and Aquaman, but now, even though the Earth is about to be destroyed, he feels inexplicably more and more relaxed.
Perhaps it's because someone is bearing the burden for him—a thought that comes to mind as he enjoys a peaceful life, controlling the most advanced equipment on Earth, while still finding time to watch Cyborg surf the internet.
This is also the consequence of surfing too many websites that shouldn't be visited. Now, when Cyborg sees Superman and Batman, his mind is filled with vulgar internet content.
It's only been less than two weeks since concrete footage of Batman and Superman appeared on the internet, and they've already become a hot topic for creating a couple pairing.
What he was trying to say was that if there were a contest for "World's Best Partners," Superman and Batman might be eliminated because they haven't worked together long enough. But if there were a contest for "World's Best Filial Piety Duo," these two would definitely be chosen. One is currently figuring out how to deal with his alien father, while the other has both his parents locked up in jail and hasn't been released yet.
Fortunately, Cyborg remained rational and didn't blurt out such a terrible joke. If he had, Superman would probably have had to put everything else aside and forcibly delete part of his database first.
For Steelbone, the most urgent task at present is to repair the transmission matrix system, which was already riddled with holes in the previous electronic tug-of-war.
If it's not repaired soon, this space station, touted as a top-tier command center and combat fortress, will truly become like that...
Gift~
Just as Steelbone was busy repairing the system and freed up two threads to relax, his thoughts were racing when the teleportation matrix lit up again, interrupting his moment of respite.
"I won!"
Seeing this, Steelbone turned completely red-hot. He then freed up thirty more threads, controlling the five drone mechs beside him to fire at the figure that appeared the instant the teleportation program ended:
"You fucking think this is some kind of public brochure?!"
This was yet another unauthorized and intrusive teleportation, just like before.
Steelbone, who had just been mentally encouraging himself with various reasons, completely broke down. The reality was that, under his control, the watchtower could indeed come and go as it pleased.
The powerful plasma bullets, thanks to Cyborg's precise calculations, should have hit the attacker exactly the moment the teleportation ended, but for some reason, the teleportation process took a little longer than usual to process.
This caused Steelbone's attack to pass directly through the teleportation phantom and hit the teleportation platform, further exacerbating the already overburdened teleportation system.
"A generous gift of crab!"
A golden and red mechanical armor materialized in the teleportation beam, belatedly activating its thrusters to perform a side roll, frantically dodging bullets that had already passed it by.
The man who landed was clearly still shaken. He scanned the menacing cyborg Steelbone in front of him with the scanner of his Mark 7 armor and found that the other's readings were far beyond the limits of his own sensors.
Simply put, it means "extremely high combat power".
Having spent billions of dollars to reverse engineer some of the energy fluctuations left behind by Joey, Iron Man Tony Stark thought he was arriving in a more advanced world.
But as Tony looked around at the completely unidentified metals and the T-800 before him, he felt that this world seemed a little too advanced:
"I just finished teleporting and I'm being chased by robots. Where the hell did I end up? On the set of Terminator?"