American comics: God on earth, Saiyan hybrid Kryptonian

On the Celestial Temple, Bobo, who had just completed a huge project of the Spiritual Time House, was so tired that he collapsed on the ground. With a thing like Batman on his hands, he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.

After being a servant of the gods for so many years, he originally thought that cooking for Carrot El was already a tiring job that was not worth his life, but only now did he realize that helping Batman build a house was This is especially true!

Superman is so unkind, why did he lure the bat here?

Piccolo sighed deeply, remembering that Carrot El once jokingly asked him a question, what would Batman do if he was locked in a spiritual time room?

Now, he already knows the answer!

"Lord God, why do you think someone would want to build a city there? He also buried hundreds of traps there???"

"You should be lucky that he's only built a giant maze and a few batcaves so far."

After meeting Batman, Piccolo finally understood why Gotham is known as the darkest place in the universe.

He only has one thought now, retire, retire quickly!

The further away from these people the better!

——

"So, you planned all this?"

"Dr. Gero was also imprisoned in such a space?"

If the word "shock" could make a face when printed on the public screen, then this face must be that of shock on the 18th.

The guy in front of me, who doesn't have much fighting power, is really worth over 100 million!

"The other room leads to the Xuandar Nebula five thousand light years away. If he cannot adapt to the minus 272° temperature environment, his vital signs should have stopped by now."

Batman's extremely calm words made No. 18's sweaty palms tremble uncontrollably, and his narrow pupils showed a shocked trance:

"What?? You killed Dr. Gero???"

Upon hearing this, No. 17, who had just passed the Contraband of Gotham, instantly became excited when he heard this: "Hahaha! This is really good news!"

"That shameless and despicable old bastard is finally dead!"

"Okay you two, there has been enough farce today."

In the eyes of the two people who were full of reverie about mental illness, Batman narrowed his eyes in disapproval:

"The time flow rate here is 365 to 1 compared to the outside. We have a lot of time, so let's start with the location of your organization's base."

No. 17 looked at Bruce with interest, curious and appreciative of his series of actions:

"Really? You mean, staying in this space for a year only consumes one day? It sounds like the plot of a science fiction novel, which is quite interesting."

"You, on the other hand, are obviously a normal human being, but why do you feel less human than us?"

"For the sake of you killing Dr. Gro, I can answer your question. We have been stopped and are undergoing transformation in the dormant cabin, so we don't know much."

Batman silently remembered every word 17 said. His expressionless face made it difficult to read his heart, and he coldly replied: "Tell me what you know."

"well"

No. 17 and No. 18 looked at each other, and both of them saw a hint of embarrassment in each other's eyes. They were obviously strong men, but now they were in front of a mortal, as if they were prisoners.

No, it should be said that they are prisoners now!

But what can be done now that things have come to this?

The pure white world around us makes anyone feel depressed. When this is the only color left in the world and you are in it, no one will not feel upset.

In order to get out earlier, No. 17 and No. 18 also briefly explained to Bruce their experiences of being transformed into artificial humans.

"In other words, do you have other artificial humans there?"

After listening to the general description, Batman also learned the specific location of the Red Ribbon Legion base from the two people, and felt a little headache.

Why are there more and more weird things nowadays?

"Yeah, there's some more."

No. 17 nodded and replied. Compared to No. 18, who thought it was best to stay away from this crazy guy, No. 17 seemed to have a good impression of Bruce as a friend. Maybe it was the fear poison from before that made him infected. Thinking of the atmosphere of Gotham people, I chatted with him casually:

"I have a question that I'm actually very curious about. Can I ask you?"

"Um?"

"Where on earth did you hide Carrot El's family?"

"Why can't we find it?"

No. 17 could not hide his doubts. Logically speaking, they and Dr. Gero had turned this place upside down. The radar detection scan had scanned almost every place here, but Bulma and the others were still not found. shadow.

Could it be that Dr. Gero and his colleagues were wrong?

Hearing this, No. 18 also looked over. She was also very curious about this question.

Seeing this, Batman paused for a moment with his gaze on the two of them, and murmured something meaningful:

"A place that you will never find, a place that is so close but beyond the control of the rules of the universe."

"What is that place?"

——

The quantum realm is a strange and bizarre world. Sometimes it’s colorful, sometimes it’s completely blank.

It is so quiet here that it is not disturbed by the universe, and it is so quiet that it feels like it has been abandoned by time.

This is an unworldly place of exile, or a place where fate can reverse everything.

"Damn, that stinky bat was negligent!!"

At the same time, from a house that was too small to be noticed by the world, Bulma's voice was heard, making her veins bulge with anger.

In the quantum realm, the Kents, Kara El, Dr. Pym, Hope, the newly joined Ant-Man Scott, and Dr. Hank Pym's wife Janet Dane, the original Wasp, are all gathered here.

Carrot El's words before leaving were indeed a reminder to Batman and Iron Man.

Especially Batman, his countless experiences fighting crime in the dark made Bruce Wayne understand a truth at a very young age.

It is much harder to protect a good person than to deal with a bad person.

Bruce, who understands this truth, is indeed not 100% sure that he can protect Bulma and the others amidst the layers of murderous intent.

But he can definitely hide them in a place where no one can find them!

The unique laws of the quantum realm cannot affect Bulma and the others even if Thanos snaps his fingers.

In addition, Hank Pym himself had plans to find his wife. After studying the confirmation of multiple experiments, he also confirmed that the original Wasp who had been trapped in the quantum realm was indeed still alive.

In the end, according to the discussed plan, they had already hid in the quantum realm through Pym particles when the Battle of New York began to take shape.

"What's the meaning?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Bulma's expression was a bit ugly, Dr. Pym hurriedly stepped forward and asked. He, who was better off than a newlywed, had finally reached the climax of this dusk love, and was afraid that something would go wrong.

Bulma sat in front of the console, her hands constantly combining some calculation data generated by three-dimensional projections. Her lower abdomen was now slightly bulging, and she sighed heavily:

"time!"

"Bruce ignored time in the quantum realm!"

"The time here is not synchronized with the time outside. Even if we are here for a year, only one hour has passed outside."

With the help of the original Wasp, Bulma quickly calculated the specific ratio of time flow rate, but it was this outrageous ratio that made her even more desperate and said to everyone:

"We have to get out of here, otherwise the children in my belly will have grown up before they finish fighting outside!!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into silence. Somehow, a magical picture appeared in their minds at the same time.

When Carrot El returned to Earth in triumph, he saw an old middle-aged aunt holding a child older than him, and her face was confused and messy in the wind.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"