Miss Serena's daily rent collection in American comics

Unfortunately, the situation is stronger than people. If you dared to mention these things during those years when Marvel was at its peak, you would be dragged out and criticized for even a single sentence. It is only now that MUC is failing, and the "Marvel fans" who only have a flash in the pan are gradually disappearing, and all of them are going to find Oupao to criticize them, that some people dare to speak out about its problems...

"Since you already know that universes are colliding with each other, there is one thing you probably don't understand yet."

After considering the consequences of the entire incident and thinking about the possible troubles, Selina finally gritted her teeth and decided that she should intervene.

"The collision between the multiverses will never stop until the last Earth is destroyed. There is no doubt that this is a disaster that will destroy everything. If you are interested in visiting the moon of your world, you might find some surprises."

Cerberus, who was sitting at the front desk operating the computer and preparing to enter Mr. Fantastic's information into it, was suddenly stopped by Selina. Now she had no intention of choosing him as a tenant. If the universe she lived in was not within the collision range of this round of multiverses. Who knows if recruiting such a person rashly will attract the attention of the Transcendent Gods. The Omega Council doesn't have to worry about anything, but the Transcendent Group are all real fun people. When they go crazy, they are definitely more annoying than ten troublemakers gathered together. What's more, their number is far more than ten...

"You...are running a hotel? So...do you have any services for rent or sale?"

After catching Selina's strange interaction with the maid out of the corner of his eye, Reed Richards suddenly felt as if he had thought of something, so he hurriedly asked.

"Oh? Then you have found the right person. Here..."

As she spoke, Selina reached out and pushed Cerberus beside her. After being stunned for a moment, she suddenly realized something and reached out her hand towards Mr. Fantastic over there.

"There really is a universe that is being sold on consignment."

Suddenly, countless stars came into Reed Richards's sight...

(PS: This BUG is too outrageous. Not to mention that the app didn’t update after the chapters were released, even until now, two-thirds of the people still don’t know that I updated normally in those few days, and they still frantically asked me in private messages if I had abandoned the ending. It’s outrageous!)

(PS2: We have prepared two ways to play the second volume. One is to let Cerberus wear Anna's skin and go to Earth-0 to intervene in the Metal event. The other is to follow Selina and find the poor female survivors in the Secret War and start a harem!)

(PS3: Then reach out and wait for readers to vote for the gameplay...)

Chapter 77 August 1959, 8 at 20: PM

What exactly did Serena agree to with Reed Richards?

The polyamorous people didn't know, and even Cerberus, who was standing aside and watching the entire negotiation, didn't know. Because she had to choose to enter at an appropriate time to avoid being used by someone to reverse the future and obtain any information about herself from a third party before intervening in the space-time continuum...

Selina knew very well that the most troublesome thing about American superheroes was that they could always use some very inexplicable plans to turn the tide in the face of an absolute dead end. This could often be attributed to the uneven level of screenwriters. For example, Joshua Williamson, the famous king of bad movies, was a good friend of Tom King, but this did not prevent him from coming up with such bad movies as "Infinite Edge" and "Dark Danger". This person was the type who was typically incompetent but felt good about himself. The most uncomfortable thing in the American comic world was the deus ex machina from the screenwriters.

Because of the unknown factors of this external force, Selina herself is actually very disgusted with directly intervening in those major comic events. But trouble is something that you don't go to find it, then it may come to you. The sudden appearance of Reed Richards made her react instantly. In addition to the "End of Infinity" that the Marvel Universe seems to be unable to escape, it seems that there is also a "Secret War" that is a bit difficult to deal with. Because the degree of disgust of this thing is no less than the future state of DC next door. But that thing is disgusting only because its screenwriter Dennis Culver wants to reap the dividends of political correctness, which makes it disgusting.

But the disgust of Secret Wars is that the whole event is anticlimactic and whimpering, and it is hard to understand what the meaning of such a plot development is. It is no exaggeration to say that since the end of Secret Wars in 2015, Marvel has been patching up that thing in many issues. As a result, the more patches are made, the more difficult it becomes to understand. There is even a popular conspiracy theory that the Beyond Gods are saving the world by destroying the multiverse...

"Are you sure this is okay? We don't want to have too much contact with those crazy people."

As she watched the worried Reed disappear outside the hotel door, Selina suddenly heard the multi-players chattering in her ears.

"What are you talking about? If I kicked open my door without a key, is it considered illegal trespassing? If I fell and bled, and I put an OTC band-aid on it myself, is it considered illegal medical practice? If a friend came to my house for dinner and didn't pay but brought some gifts, is it considered illegal business? If I kill the chickens I raised at home, is it considered illegal slaughter? Can I give them to my friends? Will they say I don't have a quarantine certificate? And if I give my salary to my wife today and have sex with her tonight, is it considered illegal transaction or prostitution?"

As soon as these words came out, the polyglots were stunned for a moment.

"Didn't you understand? Then let me ask you again, what do you think the laws of the human world are used for?"

Selina raised her eyebrows slightly. She always felt that these big tentacles were not as smart as she imagined.

[Um...give every politician who wants to gain something for nothing the opportunity to gain power over others?]

Hearing this, the polyhedrons pondered for a while before asking tentatively.

"It is to draw a line! Its significance is to establish a set of logical rules of the game! You don't know the rules of the Beyond Gods, so of course you will think that the Beyond Group is crazy. Your ideas are not important to them, and human morality and current laws will never apply to them. If you want to fight the Beyond Gods, first of all, you have to know what their rules of the game are. In other words, you need to know their weaknesses! Any rule system has its own loopholes, not to mention a huge social experiment that uses the entire multiverse as a playground..."

Selena felt a sense of disappointment at the stupidity of the polyamorous players.

"What a coincidence! I just happen to know their weaknesses. I know very well what they can do and what they can't do. You think that the collision of the multiverse will eventually lead to the death of all things, which seems to be a chaotic dead end. But in my eyes, as long as I can choose the right time to enter the game, I can win the game as soon as I start, and I may even get power beyond the gods..."

After saying that, Selina suddenly flipped her hand, and suddenly, several pieces of fragments that still shone with metallic luster appeared in front of her.

"Huh? What's wrong, Master......"

Because the chain around his neck was also in Selina's hand, Cerberus, who was affected by her movements, looked up from under the front desk with some doubt. Threads of white mucus were sliding down from her mouth.

"It's nothing, my good dog, just continue your work."

Reaching out and pressing Cerberus' head down again, Selina controlled the fragments floating in the air and gradually assembled them into a complete bat dart.

[Wait, isn't this someone's dart? We thought you had thrown it away a long time ago.]

When the Polyhedrons saw the batarang, they were stunned at first, and then became even more confused.

"Its name is 'Destroyer'. Don't underestimate it because it's just an ordinary batarang. It's actually stained with the Comedian's blood. Although the amount is very small, only a tiny bit extracted from the badge. However, it still contains very powerful anti-crisis energy."

Until now, Selina still remembers the pale blue light that flashed across her eyes when she met the smiling figure in the photo in the Bat Cave...

Although it was only a quick glimpse, Selena understood one thing.

The photo was trying to tell her in its own way that on the other side of the camera was the sweet love in 1959.

And that day, everything was happening at the same time...

"In October 1985, Jonathan held the photo in his hand. After 10 seconds, it would slip from his hand and fall on the dry ground of Mars. He looked at himself, and that self was also looking at him."

As she whispered, a faint light began to emerge from Selina's fingertips, eventually enveloping the entire bat dart and gradually turning into a Klein blue color.

Looking at the strange changes in the dart, Selena didn't say anything.

She just straightened her waist to make Cerberus under the table hold her tighter.

Because she knows...

I have already got the trump card that can decide the outcome of the game.

(PS: Marvel’s female heroes are often very shy, not only in their uniforms, but also in their person.)

(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)

Chapter 78: Miss Serena Wants to Win, Win, Win, and Get Numb from Winning

Before the story called Secret War begins, let us first share a little-known fact.

That's Batman's boomerang...it actually has a name.

When it first appeared in Detective Comics No. 1939 in 31, Batman called it 'Batarang'. What's very counterintuitive is that its prototype is not the shuriken used by ninjas, but the boomerang. Before the Infinite Earth Crisis, this improved version of the boomerang was designed by boomerang expert Lee Colins. Not only that, he also helped Batman at the time to catch a Gotham villain who was on the run. It was not until after the Infinite Earth Crisis that Batman redesigned the style of the 'Batarang' to make it more aerodynamic. And added a lot of new functions to it, such as explosions, electric shocks, and freezing and not allowing people to move...

what?

Do you also want to know if Batman's hook has its own name?

Well...of course there is!

It's called 'Batrope' and it's actually a variation of the batarang.

Yes, you read that right.

I don't know how Batman modified this thing, but as time went by, it changed from a boomerang to a grappling gun.

Here's another little-known fact: Batman has the habit of naming his equipment. No matter what he holds, from a watchtower base to a screw, it actually has a name starting with "Bat", including his battle suit...

"I have an idea. Gather a group of extraordinary people and see if we can become more powerful... Ahem, sorry, I got off track."

After reshaping the batarang in her hand, which was about to reach the critical point of explosion, and adding a copied Chaos Ripper to maintain its stability, Selina waved and called over Cerberus who was wiping his mouth with a tissue.

"It's yours."

Hearing this, Cerberus was stunned for a moment. She looked at the God of Symbiotes, who had turned into a ball of mucus on the stool, as harmless as a slime, and then looked at Selina, who seemed to be smiling beside her. In the end, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and sit on it.

"You are such a good boy, Cerber, you are so nice."

Scratching her chin, Serena was very satisfied with Cerberus' performance. Chaos Rippers were good in every way, but their splitting was unlimited. One more sword appeared every three seconds. In just a few days, her warehouse was already filled with batches of dark golden longswords. Even if she treated the remaining swords as disposable items, it would be useless because those split longswords also inherited the self-replication property! This also led to the fact that as long as the number of Chaos Rippers reached a certain level, it would increase exponentially.

"But... Master... I..."

Fortunately, after a period of hard work, she quickly found a solution.

"Why? What's the matter with you, Cerber?"

As a conceptual being, Cerberus needs to consume an astonishing amount of energy to maintain its material form, and the infinitely proliferating Chaos Rippers can obviously become its best food.

"I'm sorry... Master."

Facing Selina's reprimand, Cerberus didn't dare to resist. Because the Chaos Ripper split too fast, her body had already been covered with several layers of latex-like mucus from inside to outside. Even the clothes she was wearing were mimicked by the symbiote. This terrible extra-dimensional mucus had now become her cage, completely controlling every inch of her body. But as for the pain, she didn't feel it. After all, she was also enjoying it at this moment. The pleasure of being conquered, ravaged, and enslaved made her unable to stop...

"You're sensible, but after all, words can cause trouble. I'll just silence you for a day."

As soon as Selina finished her words, the latex on Cerberus' face began to wriggle, turning her mouth into a useless hole connected by a thin vertical slit.

"I have a mission that requires you to go to Earth 0."

Hearing this, Cerberus tilted his head and uttered a few inarticulate whimpers.

"I know what you are thinking. Those heroes can indeed be hired, but definitely not now. Because it is too important, and it is even directly related to whether my plan to hunt the Beyond Gods can succeed. Fortunately, with your current strength, there will definitely be no obstacles to completing it. But the real difficulty of this plan lies in whether the two of us are at the same pace. If we progress too fast, I will fail. If we progress too slowly, I will have to free up my hands to help you."

Cerberus just listened quietly to Selina's plan, and he was as obedient as a family dog ​​waiting for orders.

"No matter what method you use, I want you to keep close to Diana from that world. Because she is the key to all victory. I don't need you to care about the lives of other heroes. This situation will continue until the day when the Wall of Origin is broken, because I plan to give those little hooligans who transcend the realm a little dark surprise unique to DC..."

Having said this, Selena paused, because she saw that Cerberus' eyes were a little hesitant.

"Of course, if you want to destroy the Origin Wall directly, that's fine. My plan doesn't actually require too many sophisticated operations. As long as the conditions for the Origin Wall to be broken are met, my plan will actually be half successful."

After that, Selina reached out and tapped Cerberus' head, pouring the entire historical process from the 'Darkseid War' to the 'Dark Crisis' into her memory. The moment she came into contact with this history, the loyal dog of the hotel owner widened her eyes in disbelief. Then, the various outrageous actions from the villains and heroes made her feel murderous at the same time as she was in disbelief...

"The main uncontrollable point is when those 'Judges' from the origin will end. Will your sudden appearance directly attract the attention of those 'Hands of Creation'?"

As for the group of fun people in the Beyond Group, Selina knows that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Her combat goal is not to lead a group of molecular people to play with others like Doctor Doom did. That would be too stupid, and there are many variables that may lead to the failure of the plan. So, she decided to find some new fun for those fun people. Since you are beyond everything, the origin judges of the DC universe also have something to say...

Therefore, Selina only needs to find a way to provoke a war between the Beyond Group and the DC Universe, so that she can serve as an "unexpected" external aid and take advantage of both ends.

(PS: A little-known fact: Cerberus’ tail is actually the symbiote that could not fit in his stomach, so it overflowed and turned into something… It instantly became bitter!)

(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl, and started waiting for tickets.)

Chapter 79: Secret War: Prelude (Countdown)

"I know I'm beautiful, but you're the only one who's not."

Cerberus, who rejected the invitation to hook up with a black man on the street in the bar, dressed in a low-cut dress with exposed armpits, tight shorts and leather boots, dressed like a bad girl, and directly grabbed the guy who stretched out his hands towards her butt and threw him into the trash can on the side of the road amid the screams of passers-by around him...

For the people of Gotham City, whose living standards are still at the beginning of the millennium and whose hippie spirit has not yet been cut off, the way he dresses at this time is really a bit overwhelming. As a senior face dog, Cerberus actually realized very early that humans are actually a kind of creature that uses appearance as the standard for all judgments. And he happens to be the one with the highest self-awareness among this group of face lovers. Anyway, as long as you look good, let alone the difference between men and women, even if you are not a carbon-based creature, many people think they can do it.

"Master, what a fool! He could have just thrown me into Earth-0, but he insisted on letting me find my way in such a strange place. But then again, what exactly is the dark multiverse..."

She was speaking a language that the people of this country could not understand at all, a language used by the gods of the third world. Enjoying the cheers and whistles of the hippies around her, Cerberus's mouth gradually curled up. She liked others to treat her roughly, whether it was physical abuse or frivolous words, which would make her feel great. She knew that she seemed to be broken now, but she really liked this feeling. Although in the first two days, she still had some shame to prevent such an impulse. But as Selena's teachings gradually deepened, she eventually became the loyal dog who was willing to crawl at the feet of her master.