American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

With a "snap!" sound, the revived Time Stone immediately emitted a dazzling green light, and in a short while, it condensed into a special green gem.

With a flick of the finger, the gemstones automatically strung together to form a necklace, appearing on the shimmering neck.

"Is this a gift from you?" Flash asked, somewhat happily.

"Yes, wear that thing and don't take it off easily. There will be a flicker in this spacetime, and that thing can help you shield against spacetime paradoxes so that you won't be obliterated because you see another flicker."

Flash's expression changed instantly. If it was just liking before, now it was fate!

"Alright, someone will take you to learn about Hellfire later."

"Mmm-hmm" perfectly captures a well-behaved quality.

After Blink disappeared, Locke looked at the Ancient One and said, "Thanks to you this time."

The Time Stone malfunctioned for a while, and it was only with the Ancient One's help that travel through time was able to proceed without problems.

Gu Yi said calmly, "It's all what I should do."

Locke's eyes flashed with a strange light: "However, there is a problem I didn't expect. I always thought that you, as a special omnipotent Heavenly Father, relied on the Time Stone. Now I realize that I was wrong. Your time law is stronger than I thought. It has reached more than 55%."

Gu Yi smiled gently: "Not much, only 58%."

Good heavens, this is truly something else. The Time Stone is powerful enough, but it only contains about 90% of the laws of time. Compared to that, the Ancient One, that old bald man, is hiding something incredibly deep.

No wonder this guy called his death "serving the Eternal God." With such a high level of time law, to run under the Eternal God, the Lord of Time, and become a time entity, that's something anyone can do.

In Avengers: Endgame, the Avengers traveled back in time to borrow the Infinity Stones, which explains why the Ancient One readily gave them to them. It wasn't because she trusted Doctor Strange; rather, if something had truly gone wrong, the bald man could have easily run over, beaten the troublemaker to a pulp, and taken the stones back.

The Triune Vishanti must be furious that such a powerful subordinate has been poached. But there's nothing he can do about it. The Eternal God dares to claim to be the second most powerful being, and no one dares to jump up and say they are number one. The Triune Vishanti can only keep his anger to himself.

Looking at his gauntlets, Locke felt a surge of excitement. With such a high level of time manipulation, the Ancient One's true strength might be even greater than he had imagined. Perhaps he could have a good fight and give himself a good time.

The Ancient One's lips twitched suddenly: "Um, there are some things to take care of in Kamar-Taj, I need to go back and deal with them first."

After saying that, the Ancient One's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Locke curled his lip; these old guys were all cunning.

Looking at the ice crystal gauntlets in his hand, Locke was a little conflicted. To be honest, without testing the waters with the Almighty Father and being unsure of the true power of the ultimate move, Locke couldn't very well directly challenge a Celestial to a duel. The risk was too great, and it would be embarrassing if he were to be killed on the spot.

Well, it's just embarrassing. You can be resurrected afterward. However, the more powerful an existence is, the more it cares about its reputation. It's best not to try things that might leave a stain on your life. If you become a multi-dimensional being in the future, you won't be able to kill others in a fight. You'll probably only be able to talk a good game. Thinking about the joke about a certain monkey and Buddha, Locke's bold idea immediately stopped.

"Your Majesty, Professor X requests an audience."

"He hasn't left yet. If he wants to see me, let him come over."

In no time at all, Professor X appeared before Locke, with Jean Grey and Phoenix also present.

Upon seeing Locke, Professor X bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty."

Phoenix Harp obediently came to Locke's side and once again served him tea and boiled water.

Locke casually pointed across the street: "Charles, come and try my tea, it will do you a great deal of good."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." After saying that, Professor X graciously sat down opposite Locke, without any stage fright.

Professor X had greater respect for Locke, but he also retained some of his own personality traits. To be honest, apart from being a bit pedantic at times, he was excellent in every other aspect.

After drinking a cup of tea, Professor X felt his mental energy become even more active, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "An incredible treasure, truly worthy of being Your Majesty's tea."

Locke remained noncommittal: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Professor X glanced subconsciously at the Phoenix Harp beside him, and tentatively asked Locke, "Excuse me, is Hellfire currently short of personnel?"

Meanwhile, Phoenix Harp also began to massage Locke with her small hands; her silence spoke volumes.

Locke nodded, then shook his head.

“Charles, I support your joining the X-Men, but not now.”

Professor X looked puzzled: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Even Phoenix Harp looked at Locke with curiosity.

Locke extended a finger and tapped the table lightly. A timeline emitting a green glow suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and at the same time, a series of images appeared.

Professor X didn't ask any questions and obediently began to watch the images on the screen. After a moment, his brows furrowed.

The scenes depicted were clearly related to mutants: an ancient 'god' awakened from slumber and began searching for powerful mutant warriors, intending to regain control of the world.

Professor X saw Magneto, some familiar friends, and some unfamiliar mutants. Eventually, the 'god' accidentally discovered this mind master and had a new idea: the 'god' wanted to take over Professor X's body to gain his abilities.

One event after another unfolds, involving battles, friendships, and more. In the end, Jean Grey, the Phoenix, completely unleashes her power, utterly annihilating that 'god'.

The whole process was absolutely amazing, just like watching a blockbuster movie.

Before Professor X could even ask a question, Jean Grey, the Phoenix, couldn't hold back any longer: "Locke, what exactly is going on?"

"This is a timeline, a future that is highly likely to happen. I need you to guarantee this future and ensure that the events on this timeline occur."

Phoenix fell silent for a moment. It wasn't that she had any objections; she naturally had no problem with helping the wrong person. But the problem was that in this so-called timeline, Professor X was the one who suffered the most, and even a slight error could have led to his death.

However, just a few seconds later, Professor X laughed heartily: "No problem, we will take care of everything and will definitely not let you down."

Locke nodded: "Charles, to be honest, I've always admired you more."

"You're overly flattering."

No, good is good, and bad is bad.

"This mission is indeed quite difficult. Danger is one aspect, but we also have to ensure that we are not detected by 'Apocalypse'. Oh, right, Apocalypse is that 'god'."

Although not explicitly stated, the disdain in his words was easily discernible to everyone.

“An old relic like him is naturally no match for Your Majesty.”

“I’m not talking about that, Charles. You know, I only have one spot left among my four Hellfire Admirals.”

Professor X's breathing quickened instantly. He wasn't stupid; he understood what those words meant.

Professor X quickly shook his head with a wry smile. He naturally longed for the position of one of the four generals of Hellfire, but he also knew in his heart that he was not worthy of the position as a general.

"If Your Majesty values ​​my meager strength, you could just give me a high-ranking position (like Li's). Right now, I'm afraid I can't even compare to a K-rank, so how could I be qualified to become a general?"

"Your strength is indeed lacking, but your influence remains. The combined influence of you and Magneto among mutants is unmatched by anyone else. Add a little more credit, and that's enough."

Professor X was silent for a moment: "You mean, Eric and I are together?"

"Don't want to?"

"No, of course not."

"On the contrary, I feel it's quite suitable." Professor X had never heard the saying "Those who are not virtuous enough to hold a position will surely suffer misfortune," but he understood a similar principle.

"My old friend would be very happy to hear this good news."

He and his old buddies exchanged their influence and merits for a general's position, which was already a favor from the person in front of him; otherwise, he would not have been qualified to even touch that position.

After all, even the weakest general now is probably twice as strong as him.

As for whether his old friend Eric will agree, others may not know, but Professor X certainly does. That guy has actually wanted to join for a long time, but his pride (arrogance) makes him reluctant to ask for a lower-ranking position. Now that he hears that he has a chance to become a general, he might just give himself a big hug in excitement!

Wait a minute, this doesn't seem like a bad idea after all. Perhaps we need to plan it out carefully?

Chapter 83 Tom fell into deep thought

Hearing his subordinate whisper in his ear, Locke's expression changed, and he vanished from his spot in an instant.

One room, a huge room, more than 500 square meters, this super large single-level room, is filled with all kinds of snacks, and even spiritual fruits and spiritual wines from other worlds are piled up here. In addition, there are toys, all kinds of toys, as long as you can think of them, there is no shortage of them here.

Not only that, there are also groups of beautiful female cats here, and even two human servants who are always there to attend to them.

All of this was done so that Tom, the owner of the room, could live as comfortably as possible.

However, Tom was in a bad mood, and his disappointment was obvious. He had no appetite for his favorite dried fish and cheese. He just sat by the window, looking out at the outside world with a dejected expression.

Locke appeared instantly, standing beside Tom and gently stroking Tom's soft fur: "Tom, what happened?"

Tom snapped out of his daze and glanced at Locke, who was staring blankly outside.

Locke frowned slightly: "Tom, I have never restricted your freedom. You can go out and wander around whenever you want. Even if you want to go to other countries, I can send someone to take you. If you don't want anyone following you, that's fine too. I can keep an eye on you at any time."

Upon hearing this, Tom simply shook his head and returned to his original state, lying there dejectedly.

Locke frowned even more deeply. He had given Tom everything he could and never restricted him, allowing him to do everything he was capable of. Tom's current state just didn't seem right.

Suddenly, Locke's expression turned strange as he considered a possibility.

"Tom, are you missing Jerry?"

Tom paused for a moment, then scratched his head, his face showing confusion, but his eyes inexplicably lit up.

Locke's lips twitched. Goodness, he knew what the problem was.

Tom doesn't really miss Jerry; this silly cat is just indulging in a rich man's disease.

When everything in the world is readily available, it might feel great at first, but after a while, you might feel inexplicably empty.

The reason Tom reacted when Jerry was mentioned can likely be understood as him reminiscing about the fun days when Jerry bullied him and they fought over food together.

Locke vigorously rubbed Tom's head, giving the head that had been caught in the door a good rub.

"Alright, alright, since you miss Jerry, I'll take you back."

Tom's eyes lit up, and he looked at Locke with anticipation.

"You can go back to Jerry, or even all your friends or enemies?"

"No matter who it is, you can look for them when you get back."

"I'll give you a little task: gather all your friends and buddies together, and then I'll bring them all back to keep you company. How about that?"

Tom immediately nodded vigorously, his big face beaming with excitement.

Locke immediately spread his hands, activating his interdimensional trading ability and performing a reverse summoning!

In an instant, Tom's figure vanished from the spot.

Watching Tom disappear, Locke shook his head. Locke had been reluctant to let Tom go back for a simple reason: he was worried that his own safety would be uncertain during the time Tom was gone. After all, as long as Tom was there, Locke wasn't afraid of dying.

However, once Tom is released, there will be a cooldown period of about twelve hours for interdimensional transactions, during which the sense of security will plummet.

However, things are different now. His own strength has reached that of a mid-level Heavenly Father, and he possesses several powerful abilities. As long as the multiverse doesn't intervene, it won't be easy for a single entity to kill him. Since Tom misses his friends again, it's time to put Tom back.

.........

Everything went black for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, Tom looked up and surveyed his surroundings.

The house is strange and oddly shaped.

Judging from its appearance, it vaguely resembled the house where Tom had lived before (Baaj). However, almost everything left by the old owner had disappeared without a trace. Now, the entire house, from top to bottom and from left to right, was covered with a dense array of mouse holes.

Just looking at the densely packed mouse holes made Tom feel a chill run down his spine; he was experiencing trypophobia.

Suddenly, Tom's nose twitched and his eyes lit up, as if he had caught a familiar sound.

Tom immediately lay down on the ground, crawling slowly while sniffing around. In no time, he arrived at a rather secluded living room.

Suddenly, Tom's eyes lit up. He saw a rather special mouse hole, smaller than usual, and most importantly, very familiar—it was Jerry's mouse hole!

Tom quickly stepped forward, grabbed a large, fragrant piece of cheese from behind him, and skillfully placed it at the entrance of the little mouse hole, baring his teeth and hiding it to the side with anticipation.

One second, two seconds...

A small head peeked out, but it wasn't Jerry's familiar little head. Instead, it was a little head that looked very similar to Tom's, wearing a green hat. However, unlike Jerry, this little mouse had incredibly sharp eyes.

Seeing the green-hatted mouse, especially its sharp little eyes, Tom inexplicably started swallowing repeatedly, feeling a strange sense of panic, though he himself didn't know why.

The next moment, the sharp little mouse wearing a green hat jumped out of its hole, grabbed the cheese, and tried to drag it back into its hole.

Tom was instantly furious. How could he tolerate this? This was a gift for Jerry! How could he let another mouse steal it?!

Tom rushed forward, snatched the cheese back, and glared angrily at the little mouse wearing the green hat.

One second, two seconds...

The little mouse wearing the green hat seemed stunned, staring blankly at the cat in front of it.

This is... a cat daring to steal my food?

Are all cats this brave these days?

When the little mouse came to its senses, it was furious. Had the cat forgotten the great reputation of its older cousin?

In an instant, my cousin's body swelled up a size, and his aura increased hundreds of times! It was... terrifying!