DC New Krypton.

Chapter 226 Little Hall: Are You Me?
Little Haier's head was bleeding, and the corner of his broad forehead was smashed with tiny blood vessels, which became red and swollen, and blood droplets oozed out from the damaged pores, forming blood streams, flowing down, and flowing onto his slender eyelashes.

The eyelashes held up the blood that flowed down, and in the sight of his right eye, a dim and covered upper right half of his sight appeared.

"Why can't you travel through?"

Little Hall was stunned.

Ever since he had memories, growing up in the biological womb in the life creation room, he had memories of before time travel, and he was in his own space with an inexplicable and mysterious shuttle vortex.

In this mysterious shuttle vortex space, all I have been telling myself is that I can go to other worlds through this shuttle vortex.

Because of this, Little Hall has an absolutely safe back road, he can act on Krypton almost without any worries, and he can do whatever he wants.

Even in the end, it is possible to let Jo-El exile himself into space, because he knows that he will not die in space, and he will travel to another world to be reborn, bask in the sun, gain the power of a super Kryptonian, and run rampant. avoid.

All of this now breaks Xiao Haier's vision for the future.

"Who is fooling me?"

Little Hall quickly recovered from the shock, and recalled every moment of his past one by one from the deep memory.

Every second I have worked hard to study, my thinking is quick to understand, and the sea of ​​questions flashed by.

A cheap nutrition tube for every meal I have eaten.

Expectations of every moment, ambitions and ideals displayed, until exiled to space.

All of these are vivid, real tiredness, pain, hunger, disappointment, and regret.

Is all this the result of being manipulated by others?

With his right fingertips, little Haier lightly touched the blood that flowed down onto his eyelashes. The blood was oozing scarlet and hot, all of which were extremely real, because the remaining blood above the wiped eyelashes reflected the evilness of eye shadow, bringing him Come a bit of evil temperament.

Little Haier's right hand hangs down, fingertips constantly rubbing against the scorching scarlet blood, his face is indifferent, his eyes flicker from left to right.

This meditation room is not spacious, only about eight square meters. It can adjust various spring, summer, autumn and winter, starry sky, wilderness, earth, sky and other scenes to assist the meditator to enter the state, but he did not adjust it.

So the meditation room is still so empty, there is only one meditation table, and the rest are only black walls.

If someone manipulated himself and wanted to see himself at this moment like a stray dog, barking himself incompetently and furiously, resenting others with a look of despair, giving up on himself, and losing his composure with grief and anger, then he would be underestimating me.

Little Hall's eyes glanced from left to right, from the ceiling to the ceiling, and finally began to sweep across the ground.

As his eyes flicked, he began to think calmly. At this moment, no matter whether someone was teasing him or not, he wanted to watch a scene of despair and grief, so he created a fake shuttle vortex to tease himself.

Then his purpose must fail.

Because the most important thing now is not to vent the grief and anger of being teased, but how to find a glimmer of life in the lonely starry sky is the most important thing.

While thinking calmly, little Hall glanced across the ground, and suddenly, his breathing stopped.

A pair of black combat boots appeared in his sight.

He is familiar with these black combat boots.

When he first made the black suit, he had tried it on, improved it several times, and finally formed the current black and dull tone with a slightly steely texture.

His eyes quickly moved upwards, the black battle suit covered with nano-machines covered the powerful thighs, showing the beauty of strength tightly and arrogantly.

The more little Hall moved his gaze upwards, the bigger his pupils became, until he moved his gaze upwards to the abs that outlined a powerful and dynamic beauty. On the large pectoral muscles, the diamond frame overflowed with dark golden edges. Inside, an S logo majestically appeared in front of him, causing him to stop breathing, his pupils were shocked to the limit, and his mouth was slightly opened.

This is completely the nano-equipment and black battle suit made by himself.

The appearance is exactly the same.

Until the end, he saw that Har'er's appearance was exactly the same as his own, standing here, as if independent of the void, looking down at the world, with an indifferent face overlooking the world, majestic, domineering and powerful.

The moment he saw Harley.

Little Haier was shocked on the spot, as if he felt that he was going to be torn apart, and he was about to shake into two people in a trance, and then he returned to normal in an instant.

Little Hall thought that someone was playing tricks on him, so he created a shuttle vortex to play tricks on him.

No need to wonder if someone would be so bored as to tease another.

When I was young, I scalded ant nests with boiling water, learned how to dissect frogs, and grilled locusts with a smile.

Xiao Haier believes that there will be some great gods who want to make him happy and interesting, give him a shuttle vortex, and then kill his own way of life to see his reaction, watching the reaction of the ants like boiling water scalding an ant's nest, it is also interesting and novel Fun.

But he never expected to play with himself.

Is it so novel and interesting to play by yourself?
"you are me?"

Little Hall felt a little unusual, squinted his eyes, and glanced at himself in front of him. Hall's right hand stretched horizontally into the space, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Little Haier began to guess in a myriad of ways.

Is this the real Hall?
Or me who traveled from the earth?
Or I, who traveled from the earth, traveled from the future to the present, do you want to tell me something?
At this moment, little Hall almost thought of the situation he could think of.

"You are my creation."

Hall's eyes were ruthless, and he looked at little Hall with a calm and indifferent face.

The moment he appeared, Little Hall saw his existence, and the universe reacted, intending to split into a parallel universe and create a parallel universe where he could meet his past self.

But because Hall is a person who should not exist in the universe, in the end the universe did not divide into parallel universes.

But because Har is a person who should not exist, the Har he created occupies the position of the real Har, and everything is completely different, so parallel universes should also be separated.

In the end, the parallel universe was not separated, obviously because of its own existence.

But it doesn't matter, the Speed ​​Force can forcibly vibrate the universe and complete the birth of parallel universes. This is the birth of correctness, and there will be no sequelae.

"Really? What do you want to do?"

Little Haier's face was sombre, and anyone who was told by another powerful self that he was just made by him would feel doubts and heaviness in his heart.

"You have no right to know."

Haier stretched out his left hand, and pointed the index finger of the five fingers towards little Haier's forehead.

Little Hall wanted to dodge, his body seemed to be immobilized, nailed in place, and watched as Hall's five fingers covered his sight, pointing at the center of his eyebrows like a sky-shattering.

In an instant, Xiao Haier closed his eyes and fainted to the ground.

(End of this chapter)