American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

Talking Tom pointed to Clark next to him, then to himself, and shook his head.

Surprisingly, the troublemaker understood what it was trying to say: that Superman wasn't corrupted by Tom, but that Clark was inherently evil.

Clark hesitated to speak. He wanted to say that he was a good kid, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that he had been fighting various monsters for more than a month and lying to his parents that he had an upset stomach or was going to a friend's house. In fact, he had been fighting monsters in his spare time.

He has gradually turned into a child who lies constantly.

Of course, the troublemaker wouldn't let Little Clark cause trouble. With a snap of his fingers, Little Clark was pinned in mid-air, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the troublemaker put his hands on his hips and stared directly at Talking Tom:

"No, no, no, this is absolutely not Superman's fault, it's your fault!"

Where do you think I came from? I came from the future, watching Superman's transformations from the future!

And you, you wretched cat, you have the biggest negative impact on him! You have no idea how much the future Clark looks like you now! He has completely lost his image as a glorious hero!

The troublemaker's accusations did not cause Talking Tom much emotional distress; his face displayed a "don't touch me" attitude.

A similar attitude to that of a future Superman caused the troublemaker to immediately break down: "Hey! You damn cat, you've made me angry! When I'm angry, the consequences can be severe!"

The anger of Superman fans has been ignited. The god on earth who spread love and justice to the world, as we remember him, has been corrupted by this damned cat.

"I will make the world turn against you! You will spend the rest of your life in despair and pain! Hehehe... Atone for the mistakes you have made..."

The troublemaker has unleashed his power!

The rules of the world have been forcibly altered by his power. From this moment on, the entire world will relentlessly target Talking Tom until he is tortured to death!

Meanwhile, the mischievous little devil, with a look of amusement on his face, vanished into thin air.

It was at this time that Clark discovered he could move again.

"Uh... I can move... Tom!"

Clark, after observing for a while, flew to Tom and examined him closely. "Are you alright, Tom? Did that little kid just now cast a curse on you?"

Having now encountered demons, aliens, strange creatures, and visitors from other worlds, Clark clearly had a certain understanding of some special powers. Based on the troublemaker's recent actions, his first thought was to cast a curse.

Talking Tom shrugged, indicating that nothing was wrong, with a nonchalant expression.

"Tear it to death? Are you kidding me? It's practically immortal!" Moreover, Tom himself was clearly aware of this.

Even if it is completely erased by some force, its creator has many ways to recreate it.

Just as Tom confidently flew forward, intending to fly back to Kent Farm.

Suddenly, a meteorite fell from the sky and struck Tom directly, slamming his head into the ground.

Clark rushed forward and pulled the basin-sized meteorite out of the crater: "Hey, Tom, are you alright?! I didn't even see the meteorite fall from the sky!"

In the mud puddle was Talking Tom, who had been smashed into a thin plastic sheet. He floated up from the puddle, took a deep breath, covered his mouth with his thumb, and used that breath to inflate his whole body, swelling himself back to his original size.

However, all of this happened so fast that when Talking Tom swelled back to his original size, he was still a little dizzy, and there were three small meteorites circling around his forehead.

Tom shook his head hard, shaking off the small meteorites flying around in front of him, and his wise eyes returned.

It stretched out its claws, bending the others, but keeping its middle finger straight up, sending out Tom's silent mockery at the unseen being.

In the air, faint sounds like "I'm so angry!" and "Damn cat!!" could be heard...

Clark naturally heard it too, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. That terrifying little guy hadn't left after all.

Tom the cat curled his lip in disdain. A mere minor, fatal wound was nothing to this immortal cat.

Turning around, he continued walking, since Tom's Superman suit had been destroyed by the meteorite and he couldn't fly for the time being.

Clark wasn't sure if he should hold Tom. It wasn't that he was afraid of the supernatural attacks Tom was suffering. Rather, he was afraid that Tom's bad luck was contagious, and what if it got to him, and then he infected his family?

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Clark chose to remain on the sidelines.

Tom, on the other hand, showed him what "Final Destination" really meant!

With every step it takes, it either steps on sharp nails or hedgehogs. If it reaches the riverbank, it will 100% fall into the river. The wooden planks on the suspension bridge over the river are all rotten, and they will break as soon as it steps on them.

Along the way, whether it was a cow, a horse, or a dog, they all came up to it and started to bully it, sending Tom flying into the sky.

That's not the worst part, Tom said. It's not fatal, it's just disgusting.

To make matters worse, several local rats were so bold as to come out and bully Tom.

Tom just couldn't stand that mouse!

Tom was furious and gave chase, but the mice worked together like a team, using feints, sneak attacks, and diversionary tactics to their advantage, mastering the art of kite flying.

Tom, on the other hand, encountered many snake bites, wasps, wild boars, and so on during their walk.

Clark was experiencing phantom pain from watching it.

Chapter 360 Countering Moves

"Oh ho~ Oh oh ho~ Oh ho ho ho ho..."

Tom's classic scream echoed throughout the arena after he pulled out the nail; not dying doesn't mean not feeling pain.

These are horseshoe nails, so long that when Tom pulled them out, they made a rubbery snapping sound.

After screaming for a while, Tom's face was filled with furious anger. He looked around and saw lime powder used to disinfect the cattle pen in a tool shed of a ranch.

Lime slurry, prepared by mixing quicklime with water, is a common sterilization tool used in cattle pens. It is usually prepared and used immediately, so bagged lime powder, which is suitable for storage, is often kept in the tool shed.

Tom ran quickly, and although he kept stepping on fallen pitchforks or hoes along the way, nothing could stop his determination to get the lime powder.

Although Clark couldn't understand Tom's actions, Tom's determination to get through the hoe traps, even with crows flying around in his head, was unlike the cowardly cat he knew.

When faced with aliens, visitors from other worlds, demons, and the like, Tom cowered instantly, shrugging his neck and kicking his legs to hide behind Clark.

But in some situations, Tom can be incredibly brave.

For example, right now, Tom grabbed the bag of lime powder, pulled out a handful of lime powder, and threw it into the air.

Clark didn't understand how it worked because he didn't think that a character who could teleport, travel through time, and disappear instantly could be covered by mere lime powder.

However, Talking Tom isn't exactly a reasonable creature. The lime powder he threw revealed the mischievous boy who was hiding in another lower-dimensional world!

"Wow!!!! Not again? What dimension are you from?"

The troublemaker angrily brushed the lime powder off his body, and began to wonder if the cat in front of him was like him, also from the fifth dimension.

Otherwise, how do you explain the other party's unreasonable ability?

No third-dimensional being can harm the troublemaker at all! Even Superman in the future can't do that; he can only counter the troublemaker by relying on the rules the troublemaker sets for himself.

But this silly cat did it, and he used a strange power that even his troublemakers couldn't detect!

The troublemaker snapped his fingers, erasing all the remaining white lime powder, and his purple suit was clean and tidy again.

He stared wide-eyed, flew up to Talking Tom, and wanted to take a closer look at which dimension the monster came from.

But Tom was still angry. When the troublemaker flew over looking for a fight, Tom didn't hesitate to blow his right fist and knock it down on the troublemaker's forehead!

"Bong!"

The troublemaker, who habitually ignored the opponent's attacks, was unlucky enough to be punched directly into the ground, with only his head sticking out of the soil. Dozens of flying cats were circling on his forehead.

The visuals have a strong anime feel.

The mischievous cat, who had never been hurt before, was knocked unconscious so easily for the first time—well, I should say, it was a cat.

"No~"

He shook his head violently, shaking off the cat flying above him, and the troublemaker's eyes changed.

If before it was just about having fun and playing around, the mischievous kid now feels hostility towards Talking Tom!

They truly regarded it as an enemy!

The troublemaker vanished with a "snap," and when he reappeared, he was already behind Tom.

Immediately afterwards, his left hand seemed to reach into the void, reaching behind him to touch something, and then with a grabbing motion, he pulled it back!

Clark soon witnessed a scene that shocked him.

"What? Who is that person?"

Thrown out by the troublemaker was Bizarro dressed in a Superman costume! Unlike the handsome and dashing Superman, Bizarro looked exceptionally ugly.

Bizarro is a Superman clone created by Lex Luthor! He possesses powers opposite to Superman's, including freezing rays in his eyes and fire breath from his mouth. He has no weakness to Kryptonite; on the contrary, he can absorb Kryptonite to enhance his power.

From the perspective of biological weaponry, he is stronger and more perfect than Superman; his only flaw is that he is not very bright.

"Bizaro! Destroy it!"

At the mischievous boy's command, Bizarro, who was not very bright to begin with, had his eyes light up with blue light, and two blue rays attacked Tom.

Tom tried to run away, but he couldn't escape and was hit by both blue rays. The cat was frozen in a large block of ice.

With a savage charge, Bizarro shattered the ice block into pieces, and the cat inside was also reduced to pieces!

"Hahaha, this is what happens when you dare to attack me! You stupid cat!"

It's so badly damaged, this silly cat must be dead...

Having lost his target, Bizarro was vanished by the mischievous imp and returned to his own time and space.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded: the shattered ice blocks grew eyes and legs, and they ran together at an extremely fast speed. Because they were so thoroughly broken, it was quite difficult to put them back together!

So, these fragments quickly piled up into an ice snowman, and Talking Tom emerged from inside it. Apart from his body becoming more crystalline and transparent, Talking Tom didn't appear to be missing any limbs.

"What?! You're still alive?! Are you even a cat?! Even if you had nine lives, you should all be dead by now!"

After casting the spell, the troublemaker witnessed Tom's misfortune from the sidelines. Several of the first few attacks were fatal, and the number of attacks definitely exceeded nine!

How come it's still alive under these circumstances?

However... just because he didn't die doesn't mean the troublemaker has run out of tricks!

"Hey, let's go!"

With a snap of his fingers, Tom was kicked directly into a black hole in the universe, where time and space are disordered. If Tom were torn apart by the black hole, every part of his body would be scattered to different times and spaces, and he would never be able to be resurrected.

Tom, who suddenly appeared in space, was also startled. Damn it, a black hole is hitting him in the face, he's doomed!

Just as it was desperately trying to escape, attempting to swim away from the black hole!

The vast, boundless black hole vaguely transformed into the face of a mischievous demon, whose mouth became the opening of the black hole, and who was making a deep breathing motion.