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Chapter 146 New Universe
Chapter 146 New Universe
Outside the Kuiper Belt.
Thousands of steel warships of all sizes are hidden in the outer rings of the asteroid, undetectable by any human technology on Earth.
The joy of finding the chief executive's long-lost son somewhat lessened the tense atmosphere that often permeated the entire fleet.
Many newly promoted Kryptonian generals expressed their horror after the operations staff meeting, saying that it was the first time in their lives they had ever seen Jor-El smile.
Even though scouts and intelligence confirmed that the Green Lantern Corps would arrive in the solar system within 48 Kryptonian time, it did not make Jor-El's faint smile disappear.
After the captains in the combat command room dispersed, Joe El took off his classically styled active metal armor, slumped into a chair, and closed his eyes to rest under the warm yellow sunlight overhead.
Kryptonians are physiologically immune to fatigue, but mental exhaustion is difficult to eliminate.
Fiora, who was always by Jor-El's side, looked at the Earth projected on the screen in the command room. She was still resentful that Jor-El had insisted on meeting Kal-El in person.
"Your son is indeed a tough soldier, but he is clearly not on your side."
"He's not even twenty years old yet, what makes him think he's 'right'?"
Joe Al dismissed Fiora's concerns:
"Looking at it on a cosmic scale, 'choosing sides' is meaningless. He'll figure that out sooner or later; it's just a matter of time."
"The problem is that what we lack right now is time."
As Jor-El's right-hand man, Fiora clearly knew more inside information than the others:
"The Phantom Driver is more efficient now; we already discovered that when we came to Earth, didn't we?"
"That's true."
Joe Al muttered to himself:
"The Phantom Space has changed, which has caused us to arrive at Krypton time more than a dozen years earlier than calculated."
The Phantom Driver is a new generation of faster-than-light jump engine developed by Jor-El, built on the technology of the "Phantom Space," the void zone he first discovered.
At first, Joe Al used the Phantom Space merely as a prison, but as his research into it deepened, he discovered many more perplexing things.
When the Phantom Driver is activated, it will take the spaceship into the Phantom Space and "glide" at the edge of the Phantom Space and the material universe, allowing the entire spaceship to jump to the other side of the universe in a short period of time.
The Phantom Space, which should have been an absolute void like stagnant water, suddenly began to ripple as the Kryptonian fleet sailed. These tiny ripples were like a storm to the Kryptonian fleet, which Jor-El could not understand.
But this is definitely not a good thing, because as an absolutely void zone that hardly interacts with the material universe, the Phantom Space is more like a barrier that separates countless multiverses.
This was already known to Joe Al, and it was because of this that he was able to uncover the secrets of the Anti-Life Equation.
Since the Phantom Space has changed, the universes distributed within it are naturally not immune either. Jor-El urgently needs to find the Anti-Life Equation to protect all Kryptonians, and even the entire universe, and beyond.
"Give my child some more time until we finish the defenses—if my son can't understand it."
Thinking of the strange events that had occurred in the Phantom Space, Jor-El made a certain decision:
"I will make sure he can understand it."
Have you figured it out?
Beyond the Phantom Space, in a far more distant universe, a supreme being in the Dark Multiverse extended an invitation to the only remaining insignificant being in this universe:
The planet beneath your feet, and even the entire universe you just destroyed, are insignificant. Countless universes await your slaughter.
Having received an affirmative answer, Barbatos, the bat god who had replaced his master and become the true ruler of the dark multiverse, smiled with satisfaction:
【Very well~ Bruce Wayne from Earth-22, welcome to my Dark Knights.】
The process of building the machine was not difficult; in fact, it was as simple as expected.
After all, Tony had already recreated it once in another world with nothing, so this time, with the physical object, all he had to do was build an amplifier.
"A generous gift of crabs! What is this?! And what is this?!"
Tony, who comes from another world, is clearly still in the very beginning of his great life. The mysteries of the universe have not yet truly opened their doors to him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had his entire Iron Man suit's operating system destroyed by Cyborg's single glance in their first encounter.
This made his entry into the Justice League's Watchtower like a mouse entering a rice jar. It was like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.
They love everything they see and can't put it down.
"When I go back later, can I take this with me?"
Cyborg, of course, disagreed: "Fuck you, Tony, that's me!"
Tony could certainly take some things and data with him, but it was clear that this did not include the external derivative industrial robotic arm of the steel skeleton.
In these short ten days, Joey was chased by countless crises that could be considered the end of the world. He felt that time was running out at any moment. At this moment, he watched Tony and Cyborg bickering and finally felt relieved.
At least now he has enough time to maneuver:
"Alright, let's grab the necessary documents and get going. At most, how many times can the time warp effect be amplified?"
"One to one, one day corresponds to one year, in a sense, 'every day feels like a year,' Superman."
The energy within the time-travel watch belongs to the power of an Omega-level mutant from several centuries in the future. For Cyborg and Tony, who haven't had much time to research and verify it, this is the best result they could achieve while maintaining stability.
"You have to understand that this thing is still a bit of a black box for us. An excessively large time scale could cause an uncontrolled, massive exchange of matter between the two universes."
Joey broke out in a cold sweat as he listened to Cyborg and Tony's description: "That sounds a bit dangerous."
"No."
Tony corrected Joey's statement:
"It's not just a little dangerous, it's extremely dangerous. I've risked my own life and the safety of my entire universe to help you and your universe—Joey. You'd better start thanking your savior—Mr. Stark—three times a day from now on!"
"Thank you, Tony."
Upon hearing this, Joey put his hand on Iron Man's shoulder. He really should thank this savior from outside this timeline; his reminder had practically opened up an extra path to survival for the entire Flashpoint universe.
"I really..."
"Stop! Are you serious?!"
Upon hearing Joey's earnest and heartfelt tone, Tony's tense face, which had been waiting for some exaggerated praise, immediately broke down.
He does this because it's what heroes do, not for someone's genuine praise, which would only add pressure to himself.
Moreover, the person under the most pressure wasn't himself, but Joey, who looked utterly miserable and resentful.
"Don't always be so serious, Joey. Why can't you smile? There's a saying that goes, 'Smiling boys are always lucky.'"
"That's absolutely a flawed proposition, bro."
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Steelbone, standing nearby, had already packed up the crucial data from the watchtower's database and stuffed it into Joey's belt, while also adding a couple of sarcastic remarks:
"On Monday and Tuesday, I fought against the Amazons and the rulers of Atlantis. On Wednesday, I was hunted down by a mad Green Lantern."
Thursday was a death match with another Superman, Friday was a brutal beating from his cousin, Saturday was a siege by the entire Green Lantern Corps, and Sunday was an invasion by his own father leading the Kryptonian army.
After putting himself in the other person's shoes, Steelbone realized that it would be difficult to laugh in this situation.
"I don't think it's because people who laugh a lot are lucky, but rather because people with really bad luck generally can't laugh. Superman is clearly the latter case."
"Stop saying that—it wasn't exactly a pleasant memory!"
Watching Cyborg recount every brutal beating Joey had endured as if it were a treasure trove, Joey himself wished he could leave immediately.
"Time is of the essence, start the machine immediately!"
Cyborg must maintain the stability of the time machine's systems on this side, while Hawkgirl must stay behind to protect the Watchtower and the wounded within.
Joey was the only one who could accompany Tony to the New World, and he had to be constantly on guard against the summons from the Watchtower, just in case.
Fortunately, in another universe, there's no such thing as "too late." As long as Cyborg calls out,
He could arrive instantly even if he just took a shower, changed clothes, and had lunch on the spot.
Once Joey and Tony have built a more advanced and stable time machine on the other side, made ample preparations, and constructed a wider bridge, they will be able to calmly save the universe.
Cyborg attached a signal tag to Tony and the two men, then maintained a safe distance and began counting:
"Ready? I'll count to three and start... Three, start!"
hum!
Joey, who had activated the time machine and traveled with Iron Man, felt a sudden dizziness, and even with his Kryptonian constitution, he felt a slight discomfort.
Perhaps it was the time warping effect of the high magnification that caused him, as an "outsider," to be instinctively rejected by this universe. Joey even felt a little carsick at this moment, but he temporarily attributed it to Cyborg Shaki's eight-count effect:
"Twenty! Steel Bone, is that how you keep count?!"
A flash of white light appeared, and Joey, who was verbally attacking the unreliable Cyborg, found himself falling on a bustling street. Fortunately, he managed to regain his balance and didn't make a big crater in the ground.
Before Joey could even survey her surroundings, piercing screams of panic erupted from the crowd.
With a deep, beast-like roar from afar, a dark shadow hurtled towards them in an arc from the direction of the sound.
The pedestrians on the street, facing the falling heavy object, were already overwhelmed by fear and could do nothing but scream.
Still a little dazed, Joey reacted almost instinctively, catching the falling object before it could hit anyone on the street.
He looked closely and realized that he was holding up an old, dark green Ford sedan, and the pedestrians at the point where the car had fallen were spared.
Just like Action Comics #1 in 1938.