American Comics: I! Abnormal Superman Really Want to Be a Good God

Those are variables that exist outside the timeline!

A huge variable!

"A variable! A huge variable!!"

Gu Yi muttered to herself, feeling that this sudden power did not belong to this universe at all, and that she was like an ant that could be crushed at any moment under that power.

She couldn't imagine what kind of power it was, but in just a moment, that power vanished without a trace.

“This mighty force comes from New York. I have to go and see it.”

Gu Yi lowered his eyes and muttered to himself, seemingly considering his options, but quickly made a decision.

With a casual wave of his hand, a portal appeared amidst a flash of sparks.

Without hesitation, Gu Yi stepped into it and appeared on the streets of New York the next second.

"No! No!! Why has this energy become so weak? It must be some other kind of energy!"

Gu Yi frowned and muttered to herself. The residual energy in the space told her that it was not even in the same league as the ocean, like a drop of water.

Take another step.

She has appeared at the place where Tornado just fought.

The energy here is a little stronger, but she understands that it's not the same thing at all. The only thing that reassures her is that she is very familiar with this energy.

"Psychic power!"

She breathed a sigh of relief; the fact that this power didn't come from the dark dimension was good news.

Hidden among the crowd, the Ancient One was like a transparent person.

No one noticed that Gu Yi was moving about casually, like a shadow.

Arriving beside Abomination, and witnessing its gruesome death, the Ancient One remained expressionless, her emotions blank. Having witnessed too much death, the concept of death had vanished from her heart.

"Human technology has ultimately reached a point of madness."

The compassionate Ancient One sighed, looking at the Hulk beside her, she couldn't help but marvel.

She saw Hulk's future through the Eye of Agamotto, searching for a glimmer of almost non-existent hope in her despair.

Since she couldn't find the source of that power, the Ancient One could only sigh and leave.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it."

The Ancient One tightened her grip on the Time Stone and left helplessly. There was simply nothing she could do; variables that didn't belong to this universe were beyond the Time Stone's ability to detect.

While things were already in an uproar outside, Tornado had already returned to the supermarket to help Chen Hao with the housework.

It's a mess outside, so we might as well close down and shut down.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for achieving a sensational event, making the name of Tornado famous in New York. Considering that information dissemination takes time, the system has rated it as Grade A and rewarded the host with 10,000 abnormal points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a rating for the first time. The host is specially rewarded with 10,000 abnormal points."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the rating for the first time. The system grants the host the permission to edit the fabricated content."

Upon hearing that he could edit the error again, Chen Hao couldn't help but smile excitedly.

He was worried about not being able to edit it again. The key issue was that as his skills improved, the abnormal editing abilities couldn't keep up with his pace.

Once there's a second time, there will be a third, and even more.

Editing other exceptions inevitably wastes a lot of exception points.

Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?

He didn't want to end up like Ye Tiandi, all alone.

Retracing the ancient path through the starry sky, only Guan Cheng remains of the generation's most outstanding talents.

As his old friends passed away one by one, like leaves falling in the wind, this was not Chen Hao's fate.

Chapter 7: All Sides in Momentum, Searching for the Tornado

Lying on the balcony basking in the sun, Chen Hao was lost in thought, playing with his drab, worn-out teddy bear. A gentle smile appeared on his lips, as if he had returned to the past, but the smile did not last long.

What might be just a broken teddy bear to others, something they might not even bother with, was the most precious thing to him.

"You must live a long life."

I think of that girl in my memory, clutching a teddy bear.

She always shared a dirty, tattered teddy bear with him. It was a toy she picked up from the trash can from other children and that her only companion was.

Miss Tornado seemed to sense her master's low spirits, so she obediently walked to his side and rested her little head on his shoulder.

She silently stayed by his side without saying a word.

...

Meanwhile, at a secret military base.

General Ross frowned as he watched the video recording intently.

That earth-shattering power not only terrified him.

More than anything, it's about coveting this power!

If he can control this power, then who in the military would dare to oppose him? Then he can take his revenge!

This is a hatred that runs deep in our hearts!

"General! According to the analysis of the think tank, this person's energy level has exceeded level six. As for the exact value, we cannot estimate it and do not have detailed data."

Just then, an officer came to report on his work.

"Hiss...!! Level 6? Are you sure?"

General Ross suddenly awoke, and unable to contain his excitement, he stood up and snatched the analysis report.

"Yes, General, that's the conclusion our think tank reached based on the data from her defeat of the Abomination."

The officer gave a very affirmative answer.

This is the conclusion reached by the think tank based on the data they calculated. Even if there are some flaws, they are not many. They modeled and analyzed the power of manipulating that black and gray giant sword.

The other officers were even more shocked when they heard the news.

The projected image is of the battle between the tornado and the abomination.

The abomination in the scene was so vulnerable that it couldn't even withstand a single blow from the tornado, let alone get within three steps of it.

The only sounds in the conference room were the explosions from a fierce fight.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! !

But it seems this no longer elicits their gasps.

Because their minds were completely shocked by that report.

Level 6!! Level 6!!

Even hatred is only level four!

As for what level the Hulk is, it's beyond their comprehension, because the Hulk's power increases with rage.

Apart from that, I don't think I've ever heard of anyone else whose energy level can reach level six.

The scene then shifts, and Tornado stands in mid-air, ruthlessly tearing apart the abomination.

The brownish-yellow blood splattered onto the ground with a soft "plop".

This startled everyone awake from their shock; compared to the mysterious woman, that abomination was utterly weak!

"Who's stronger, her or Banner?"

Almost everyone present couldn't help but think of this question full of unknowns.

If Hulk's power has no limit because of anger...

So what if someone beats you to the point of mental breakdown, or even kills you, before you've even reached a certain level of anger...?

I guess the Hulk personality won't appear either, right?

Rose's gaze was also uncertain, as if the uncontrollable madman Hulk wasn't so appealing after all!

Who would want to have a restless time bomb like Hulk right behind them or even inside them?

Used well, it can harm others; used poorly, it can harm oneself.

"Who among you can find this woman's whereabouts? Whoever finds her will be promoted one rank."

If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it. Making empty promises is pure deception; everyone here is shrewd.

We're all seasoned foxes, so let's speak frankly.

When the officers heard General Ross's promise, their eyes lit up and they were all eager to try.

It's just finding someone, right? That's easy.

"Alright, let's get moving. There's only one spot, and I'll only promote the first person who tells me."

As soon as Ross finished speaking with a smile, the other officers in the conference room scattered.