American comics: Random transformations

Do you know about the time paradox? Oh, maybe you don't understand that. How about the butterfly effect? Do you know that one?

Shazam nodded. "I know that one. It means a butterfly flapping its wings can cause a storm far away. What does that have to do with what you're saying?"

Tian Xiaoban pulled out a data panel on the control console next to him. He pulled the projected virtual panel from the console directly in front of Shazam, creating a virtual whiteboard on the spot.

He gestured on the panel while explaining:

"You can think of the Flash as that butterfly! You've seen the Flash, those people who all look exactly the same! They come from different parallel universes, each their own counterpart, which is why they look identical."

The wisdom that was usually locked away stirred for once, allowing Shazam to quickly understand the Flash and the concept of them coming from different parallel universes.

"Wow, cool!"

The kid exclaimed sincerely. He just thought it was cool that different versions of himself were gathered together!

"No, it's not cool at all!"

Tian Xiaoban shook his head, looking serious. "Each of them has the power to travel through time. Once they travel through time, the Flash becomes like that butterfly flapping its wings! The more they change in the past, the faster the future will be destroyed! Your world is like this, and this world is like this! The ultimate reason the world will be destroyed is because… those Flashes are running around randomly!

Whenever they gather together, you can think of it as either one world being broken down by them, or several worlds being broken down together!"

Shazam suddenly felt like he'd been struck by lightning! A curse word slipped out:

"What? What the f*ck! I just helped them!"

Wasn't he on this train to fix the future's misery? But now he was being told that the culprit who made the future like that was actually the group of people he had just helped!

The intense guilt almost crushed his reason! Solomon's wisdom forced him to think about how to remedy the situation.

"Right, you said the Flash can be saved! Would they, considering I helped them, save our world?"

Tian Xiaoban saw Shazam's sincere eyes, as if he would cry if he didn't agree. Don't forget that the transformed Shazam is a muscle-bound giant! The hairs on Tian Xiaoban's body stood on end instantly, scaring him into a reactive response.

"Don't give me that pitiful look. You can go find them yourself!

Please, I didn't restrict you. My train will recharge here for about thirty minutes to an hour. During this time, you're free to do as you please. I won't stop you, but if you miss the train, you'll have to stay here!"

"Thanks, buddy, I'll be right back!"

Shazam rushed out. Mercury's speed made him as fast as lightning, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Shazam was going to find those Flashes who were running around the world and ask them for help.

"Heh heh, what an easy guy to fool. This guy is as simple as the Flash! These kinds of people are the most fun. Tease them a little and they'll show interesting expressions, heh heh ha ha ha…"

Tian Xiaoban rolled his eyes, turned to look at Reverse-Flash, and said.

"Aren't you going to charge up? There's only 98% power left. I don't feel safe. It's best to charge it to 100%! Full power is full security, understand?"

"98%? What the f*ck, what's the difference between that and not using it! I'm warning you, don't exploit people!"

The smile wouldn't disappear, it would only transfer. Reverse-Flash's smile had already arrived on Tian Xiaoban's face. He said to Reverse-Flash with a mocking expression:

"No, you're not human. Like I said before, you're the generator in my train. Now it's time for you to perform your function, go to work!"

"You! Fine, you're ruthless!"

Reverse-Flash started running, producing negative speed force, cursing under his breath, but when he ran into the Speed ​​Force, people with normal time flow couldn't hear what he was saying.

Tian Xiaoban had Crimson Lotus Knightmon connect to the video broadcasts of all the battle zones on Earth.

Then he moved out a chair, reclined on it, and leisurely watched TV! There was nothing more exciting than watching others fight to the death while you sat back and watched the tigers fight.

… … … … … … … … … …

The Flashes sped off in their respective directions. Along the way, they rescued many ordinary people who were persecuted by the dependents under the gods.

In order to prevent them from being persecuted again, they were transferred to safer areas.

After searching around, they all gathered near Metropolis, the human city that had not yet fallen!

Metropolis was already overcrowded. Refugees, ordinary people, human soldiers, and human children had already filled the city.

Because there was Superman, and Cyborg, the only two heroes left standing on the human side.

The city was able to defend itself entirely because Superman and Cyborg were frantically climbing the technology tree, barely supporting these people to survive.

Moreover, with the enhancement of technology, they strengthened and upgraded the weapons of ordinary people. As long as they could lift them, they could fight against those god-favored races.

It's ridiculous to say, those god-favored ones have more or less some blood of the gods mixed in them, but before those gods descended, they were all ordinary people, everyone was ordinary, there was no difference, so everything was fine.

But after the gods descended and activated their bloodline power, they instantly possessed power that ordinary people could never achieve. Then, they felt that they were no longer human, but became demigod heroes in mythology, and felt that they could be superior. The war began.

This was an indiscriminate war sweeping the globe, and the main force on both sides of the war was still people.

It was just those superior god-favored ones and those resisting ordinary people fighting a war of interests generated by power.

Whose interests?

It was nothing more than the transcendent rights of the gods and the freedom that mortals wanted.

The Olympian gods wanted to return to the age of the gods, and humans would be their servants.

And these remaining people, relying on the technological weapons given by the god of mankind, Superman, defended their freedom and would never be slaves!

Now it was not the idiotic high-level officials who were fighting for power with the gods, but the remaining people who were fighting for the right to freedom. The only ones who could make these people obey were Superman and Cyborg, who gave them the power to resist!

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"Superman, I think you should take a look at this!"

Cyborg pulled up a virtual projection and moved it in front of Superman!

It was satellite footage of many yellow beams moving in multiple cities.

"Can you find out who it is? Could it be a dependent who has awakened the blood of the god Hermes?"

Cyborg's thoughts moved, and the virtual screen showed photos of the Flash taken from various directions.

Because the Flash was wearing a battle suit, these photos looked like they were taking pictures of the same person from different angles.

"Why are you putting up so many photos? And it's the same person?" Superman asked in confusion. We were talking about serious business! Did you, kid, develop a hobby of looking at men?

The angles of these photos were so clear that Superman's super brain immediately performed human body simulations on the people in these photos, and after thinking, he discovered that this was clearly the same person!

"No!" Cyborg shook his head and denied: "This is a high-definition photo of each yellow beam after being taken by a high-speed camera! I'm not taking multiple angles of one person. But every one of them looks like this!"

Superman: "What?" His super brain short-circuited for a moment, and then he reacted instantly!

"What are they doing? Where did they come from? Could it be that the gods have also started playing with cloning technology! Or mass-producing these fast-moving, troublesome guys!"

Fast opponents were the most troublesome. Even the current Superman couldn't resist a group of fast opponents alone. He couldn't split himself into multiple bodies.

"No." Cyborg's eyes and expression were very strange. He pulled up the monitor: "In fact, he has been saving ordinary people, and because of the wishes of ordinary people, he will help send people to our Metropolis."

"Phew—"

Superman breathed a sigh of relief, and the room temperature instantly dropped by dozens of degrees, but the two people in this room were not ordinary people, so the temperature drop didn't have much impact.

"That's good, you scared me. I thought those gods were using inhumane methods."

Cyborg's brain was performing multi-threaded operations. He was now the technological core of the entire Metropolis, with all technological data stored in his database! Superman mostly focused on research and development, while he was responsible for data storage.

Regarding Superman's words, Cyborg had a different opinion: "Cloning is just what we call it. Perhaps they have an easier method. According to mythological records, they can create clones and even make people out of clay! Although this ability hasn't been demonstrated, we must be prepared.

If such an operation really occurs, then in a short period of time, we simply won't be able to catch up with their numbers."

They were completely ignorant about divine power, magic, and the like. What they improved in Metropolis was technology, and technology required the conservation of energy.

But energy doesn't come from nowhere. If they want to use cloning technology, they need a massive energy source. According to the current situation in Metropolis, it simply can't support this technology.

Superman thought for a moment and said, "How are the mechanical legions doing?"

"We've already produced 100,000 units. The combat functions have all been debugged and completed. I hope we don't have to use them too soon!"

Cyborg sighed. There were too few talented people in Metropolis right now. Cloning elite talents, this technology, also lacked a large energy source, and couldn't be supplied for the time being.

So, all their current plans were to buy time.

These mechanically created soldiers, with extremely low costs and capable of using weapons like ordinary people, were only to delay some time.

Now, their only task as leaders was to develop stronger technology as soon as possible and use technological force as a threat. Weapons capable of threatening a group of gods!

(Perhaps most people don't have a concept of DC gods. You can watch the short videos of 'Black Adam,' 'Wonder Woman,' and 'Shazam.' There are a bunch like Black Adam in Olympus. Superman and Cyborg can hold on entirely because of Superman's alien technology plus Cyborg's mechanical biochemical body being tough enough.)

"I also hope we don't have to use them!" Superman also sighed, because the supercomputer had already told him that, theoretically, they were bound to lose this round. The number of the Olympian gods completely overwhelmed them. Although he and Cyborg were desperately climbing the Earth's technology tree, they still lacked time to achieve significant results, a severe lack of time!

After all, when the war starts depends on the gods' thoughts! The fact that they haven't started a full-scale attack yet is only because those gods are busy building their Pantheon. Once it's completed, the war will really begin.

The Pantheon is used to collect faith. With this, these gods will gain the greatest benefit in this war.

"Cyborg, go ask those people if they're willing to join us. We're very short on people right now! If they can join us, it can effectively alleviate our pressure."

"Okay! I'll give it a try."

A stream of data flashed in Cyborg's eyes. All the Flash's discovered that the electronic products closest to them—broadcasts, televisions, radios, cell phones, public telephone booths—were all broadcasting Cyborg's voice.

[Friends, are you willing to join us, resist the rule of the gods, and fight for a free future for humanity?

Friends, I see that you have repeatedly rescued ordinary people. I think you must also be full of the will for freedom! Join us! Superman and I are waiting for you in Metropolis!]

The Flash's expression was complicated: "Sigh, let's go take a look! Although it's not my world, I'll help if I can!"

The conscience of the DC world began to ache faintly again.

Because the Flash's all knew one thing: since saving their mother could change the future, then preventing their future selves from saving their mother could also bring back the normal future development.

What a headache-inducing trolley problem.

But this is an unsolvable problem, because this question itself has no choice. After all, the Flashpoint world is destined to be destroyed.

Even if saving their mother destroyed the world, their mother would not be able to survive in the destroyed world. Therefore, the Flash's had no choice at all.

Now, these 52 Flash's were all running to Metropolis, just to see if the mother of this world was still alive! If she was already dead, then they wouldn't mind restarting this timeline! Put this world back on track.

Chapter 190: Trouble Comes Knocking

On the other side, the Olympian gods were having a party in the area they had conquered.

Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, Hephaestus, Ares…

Uh, but all the gods at the scene were male, and the one who organized this party was Zeus, so it could also be said that this party was a silver party. After all, these were all Olympian gods, each of whom was the best of the best, which is understandable.

Zeus, lying in a pile of women, turned to ask Hephaestus how long it would take for his temple to be built! When would it be completed! The God of Craftsmen said that it would be completed within the next two days.

Zeus said it was too slow, speed up the progress. Hephaestus said it was possible, he would work overtime tonight and it should be done by noon tomorrow.

Zeus was very satisfied and pushed a few women over.

Wine pools and meat forests, extravagant enjoyment. The Pantheon was about to be completed, and these gods were very relaxed. Soon, the status of the gods would once again be above mortals, and mortals would only need to provide them with faith and amusement.

… …

Of course, the gods were not monolithic. A small group led by Athena was also trying to prevent the war from happening.

Although she herself had authority over war, and now the Olympian divine power was recovering the fastest, it was the gods who had the authority over war.

But the recovery of divine power does not necessarily require the exercise of authority, but also the power of faith. The other gods believed that as long as the mortal society was restored to the age of mythology, their power could return.

The Wisdom Goddess's brain was not as useless as the other gods. She was very interested in the current technology of mortals. If used well, the gods could gain the power of faith without war.

For example, by using the method of being a celebrity, or a superhero.

But… … in this situation… … even the goddess did not have a good solution. The reputation of the gods was beyond saving.

This war was inevitable. This was the obsession of the remaining humans to survive, and they would not compromise with the gods even if they died in battle.

Athena was very embarrassed. Even if she wanted to help humans now, she would be rejected by Superman. Superman and the others did not trust that the current evil gods would be so kind.

… …

Since the gods of Earth were defeated by Darkseid thousands of years ago, the gods have only begun to recover in recent years. Their divine power was severely depleted, and they were very, very short of the power of faith.

But at this time, the humans of Earth no longer believed in the gods. There were many atheists, and they could not supply so many ancient gods. Some gods were forgotten by people over time.

This led to the anger of the gods. For them, when they woke up, their relatives and friends were actually dead, and the reason for their death was that they were forgotten. This anger would naturally be transferred to mortals.

Why did they sleep? Of course, it was to resist the alien invasion and save the earth.

Why have mortals been able to develop steadily for so long? It was because those forgotten gods died in the time of fighting Darkseid. They should have been resurrected in the legends of mythology, but in reality they did not. They were forgotten by people, and their achievements were erased by mortals.

The gods want to return to the mythological era, the era when mortals revered and worshiped the gods.

In this way, the war began, and the gods showed terrifying power. Even nuclear bombs were useless if they could not hit the gods. The gods could use magic to make them live in high-radiation areas, but mortals could not, they would die.

Humanity's strongest weapon had no deterrent effect. The people who resisted desperately were killed less and less by the gods. More and more mortals surrendered, voluntarily became dogs of the gods, and voluntarily became slaves.