But everything was interrupted by Su Ming’s sudden appearance.
Deathstroke escaped from prison.
Perhaps Dr. Manhattan noticed these changes, but maybe he thought the new Deathstroke needed observation, or for other reasons, he didn’t deal with Su Ming right away. No one can understand his thoughts.
However, the mont Su Ming obtained the Jester Badge, he had direct contact with Dr. Manhattan and was imdiately ’invited’ over.
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Su Ming raised his head, many planets in the distance slowly rotating, the light in the cosmos gentle but not warm. Beneath his feet was an expanse of gold and blue structures, like a palace, the architectural style full of mathematical beauty, every angle and slope ticulously calculated, as if from the future.
He floated in mid-air, clearly in cosmic space but able to breathe freely, all of this due to the person in front of him.
A blue-skinned, over ten ters tall naked man.
He was Dr. Manhattan, a completely rational forr human.
Su Ming was already prepared, he had no fear of Dr. Manhattan, his own brain now protected by X tal, which is the origin of the DC Universe, Dr. Manhattan wasn’t capable of penetrating it to read his thoughts.
Most crucially, Dr. Manhattan could be said to be the most rational entity, like a supercomputer, as long as your words are reasonable, you could ensure absolute safety.
Su Ming gently opened the pin behind the badge, attaching this Smiling Face Badge to the chain armor on his chest.
He did indeed want revenge on Dr. Manhattan, to avenge Slade’s past experiences, but that was just a thought, and no one knew.
"Outsider."
A standard Arican accent sounded in his ear, Dr. Manhattan’s pale, star-like radiant gaze focused on Su Ming.
He, like Su Ming, also floated slowly in the air, sitting cross-legged, expressionless, he was the ’man’ in the DC Universe who wouldn’t smile.
"Doctor."
"You know , suggesting your origin might be a higher dinsion, but you altered the course of history, and the future beca a mist."
Su Ming smiled calmly, the butterfly effect of a transmigrator is hard to avoid: "This isn’t a bad thing, nobody wants a completely certain future."
"..." Dr. Manhattan fell into a brief silence, just less than a second, he slowly nodded: "Your conclusion is partly correct, I checked the thoughts of 50 billion humans and alien beings across the universe, they don’t need a certain future, even though so people like fortune-telling to glimpse future knowledge, the thought is actually from a fear of the future."
"Then can you send back to Earth? We’re good."
Su Ming fiddled with the badge on his chest, implying that he, like Jester, had no stance, existed only for himself and the task.
"Negation, you cannot stay in this world anymore, the World Forger, Watcher, and Anti-Monitor are all dead, I must do my best to repair it." Dr. Manhattan said calmly, as if Su Ming had broken a vase, and he was a very patient host: "Before that, you must leave, you do not belong here, this is also a fact."
How did the Watcher die? What’s going on?
If the DC World is a boiler, then these three guys are responsible for maintenance, adding fuel, and dumping garbage. Without them, it’s fine if there are no problems, but if a problem arises, there’s no one to fix it.
"Isn’t change a good thing?"
Su Ming said stiffly, not wanting to leave. If he left, when would he receive the mission reward? He had not experienced the pleasure of lavish spending.
Although there was such an experience in Slade’s mory, Su Ming did not enjoy it!
mory is a very thin thing. Regarding spending money in the past, Slade didn’t care much, he didn’t work as a rcenary just for money, it was more to satisfy the bloodthirsty desire.
So, the mory was more like ’XX day Luthor’s money arrived, XX day took daughter to the Sailboat Hotel for seafood, not bad.’ such mories.
Su Ming wanted to experience the process to get the conclusion of ’not bad’...
"So believe ti is linear, so think ti is tree-like or a great web, yet you still can’t see the true nature of ti, change is not always good."
The Blue Man added a sentence to him, but Su Ming found it difficult to understand.
Being looked for by Dr. Manhattan, he knew it was sothing inevitable, it’s already later than expected that he acted now.
"Alright, you can send away, but can Batman pay the money he owes first?" Su Ming spread his hands, saying very calmly: "Debt repaynt is justified, that is what I earned from my labor, at least let see it?"
"Currency, a human paynt thod, used to exchange matter." Dr. Manhattan was still expressionless: "But currency can’t even circulate between different countries, so you, who will leave, won’t need it, I can give you sothing universal in any universe, to help you maintain your life."
After speaking, he waved his hand, Su Ming felt a weight in his hand, a bag appeared instantly.
Upon opening it, there were several beautifully colored stones, red and green, all emitting a beautiful luster from the opening.
"Gemstones?"
"Energy, only energy possesses the most universal value." Dr. Manhattan imdiately explained, he did not ’conceal’ this concept.
Su Ming sighed silently in his heart, so be it, endures for now. Once he’s ready, see how he deals with this exhibitionist.
"Anyway, you’re going to send away, can I decide my destination?" Su Ming went with the flow, he did have a place he wanted to go.
"Reasonable."
"That’s good, there’s a hole in the Wall of Origin, can you throw outside it?"
Su Ming didn’t know if his guess was correct, about the world outside the Wall of Origin, no one knows what it is.
But before, when he was chatting nonsense with colleagues in the real world, everyone expressed that the outside was other universes, like Detective Conan, Pocket Monster.
Su Ming had a different view, even if it was another world, the closer ones should be Arican Comics, right?
Though it might also be nothing outside, just the origin itself, then Su Ming would be drifting as space garbage in the Unknown Zone.
Now is the ti to verify his guess, he was willing to gamble, after all, such unclear matters always have a fifty-fifty chance.
He had X tal inside him, inherently connected to the DC World, he would always find a way back.
Dr. Manhattan’s initial intent was probably to imprison him in that ti segnt, or send him to so special plane, like the Spirit Thin Prison or Divine Speed Plane, but Su Ming did not plan to follow his arrangent, he had his own plan.
The doctor finally fell into the longest contemplation since the eting, the peculiar matter outside the wall even he could not comprehend.
His quantum would also be absorbed by the Wall of Origin.
When this Wall of Origin cracked, he too wanted to send so quantum to explore outside it, even infinitely extending ti, conducting hundreds of thousands of years of exploration outside the wall.
Yet there always seed to be an imnse force hindering him, making him naturally forget about it, sothing preventing him.
He could feel it, yet he couldn’t describe it, couldn’t resist it.
Everything outside the wall remained unknown, and the person before him was also unknown.
No clues, maybe letting the unknown remain unknown was a fine decision.
He had no emotions, his thinking patterns were different from ordinary people, after various calculations, he recognized this thod of handling it.
Since Su Ming was willing to leave, it ant he could negotiate, if Rorschach had been this compliant, he wouldn’t have to kill him.
But hypothesizing or negating past matters was aningless, thus ignored.
Dr. Manhattan raised a finger, using action to replace words.
A blue light flashed, Su Ming disappeared once again.
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