The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Seeing Yang Le lost in thought, Oz knew that he hadn't figured out how to persuade him and Mammon, so he suggested that before Yang Le came up with a solution, he should help deal with the matters between him and Mammon.

That's right, it was about all the disputes they had since their birth. Perhaps every wearer of a small Omnitrix belonging to the Celestialsapiens would experience this.

According to Mammon, before Yang Le's main body arrived, his avatar had already helped them resolve 105,040 contentious issues, with Mammon winning 53,800, Oz winning 51,100, and 140 ending in a stalemate because Yang Le felt they were both wrong.

Listening to these astronomical figures, Yang Le only felt dizzy and increasingly sorry for his other self. No wonder even Albedo felt like he had survived a disaster after escaping.

Suddenly, he felt like he was in college, listening to his roommate complain about the people around him and his girlfriend. Wasn't this just a giant trash can?

Then Mammon told Yang Le that they still had about 100 million matters waiting for him to judge, including even trivial things like whether or not to move a finger.

'The future is bleak!' Yang Le sighed inwardly. Strangely, even though Yang Le was now in his inner world, he could still talk to himself in his mind here.

An inner world within an inner world, it was getting a bit eerie.

After handling about a hundred matters, Yang Le finally came up with a solution: first, persuade one of them, at least to win over an ally.

Don't think Yang Le was an idiot for taking so long to think of something so simple. After all, he was multitasking, helping the other two consciousnesses deal with their issues.

His train of thought was interrupted countless times, and Yang Le didn't dare to get angry. It would be bad if he antagonized those two consciousnesses. After all, not everyone is Ben Tennyson, who can succeed after a fit of rage.

It was also thanks to the fact that the one Ben Tennyson vented on was Serena, representing compassion. If it had been Bellicus, representing destruction and anger, the result might have been different.

'I have an idea, now I need to identify a target.' Yang Le stealthily sized up the other two consciousnesses.

Oz represents the voice of reason. He is difficult to sway and the hardest to persuade.

Compared to him, Mammon, representing the voice of destruction, was simpler because he at least had his own preferences. All Yang Le had to do was transform his needs into Mammon's needs, and he could get his support by catering to his interests.

'So, how do I cater to his interests?' Yang Le multitasked, answering their questions while thinking about a strategy.

'Destruction, conquest.' Yang Le's eyes darted, and he felt he had a solution.

"Okay, now for the next question," Oz announced. "The population of a planet outside the solar system has expanded to the point where land is extremely scarce. What method should we use to help them?"

Mammon said, "I advocate destroying it directly, that way we don't have to worry about it."

Oz said, "I disagree with Mammon's view. We should solve the problem more rationally, such as replicating an identical planet and letting them move there. What do you think, Yang Le?"

"I think we can consider this issue later," Yang Le said. "I have a better proposal, about destruction."

"Oh, interesting," Mammon grinned. "Alright, tell me your proposal."

Oz didn't speak, he just quietly waited for Yang Le to speak.

"Like I said before, this multiverse is about to be destroyed."

"We've already discussed this topic before, not approved," Mammon frowned, interrupting Yang Le.

Yang Le wasn't annoyed by the interruption, instead, he said with a smile, "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking. I'm not asking you to help me save the multiverse, but to help me destroy the mastermind behind the destruction of the multiverse."

That's right, to see things you must look at the root. The root of the Secret Wars event is that the Beyonders want to use the entire multiverse for experiments, so Yang Le only needs to solve the Beyonders, right?

If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who created the problem. This is the ultimate answer of the universe.

"Please think carefully, Voice of Destruction," Yang Le spread out his hands towards Mammon. "Destroying those who are preparing to destroy others, doesn't that prove that you possess a higher level of destruction?"

Actually, Yang Le didn't know what he was saying. He didn't even know how he finished such a convoluted sentence, but he felt he had made the right bet.

"Oh, sounds interesting." Sure enough, Mammon showed a longing expression. He then looked at Oz on the side and said.

"What do you say, Oz? I think this is much more meaningful than those petty things we discussed. Why don't you agree too?"

'Yes!' Yang Le clenched his fist inwardly. Although the result was still unclear, the enemy had been reduced by one, which was the biggest progress.

"I still hold my original view," Oz said expressionlessly. "According to what you said before, the Beyonders are similar to the gods of this multiverse, or part of the Celestial, so they should follow the will of Heaven. Moreover, everything will be resolved, there's no need to go to extra trouble."

"Oh, please." Mammon rolled his eyes. "You're really a killjoy, how can I be with you."

Oz said indifferently, "Same here."

"But doing so is wrong," Yang Le changed his approach again. "Elder Xingxu once said that we shouldn't frequently change the universe."

"The words are different, but the meaning is similar," Oz nodded. "But that's about us, that is, the Celestialsapiens. Other races are not under our jurisdiction."

"But aren't they similar to us, Oz?" Mammon saw that the fun was about to end, and hurriedly helped. "Aren't they also using their power to arbitrarily change the world?"

"The multiverse will be destroyed anyway," Oz hesitated, but still insisted on his opinion.

"Those Beyonders are not only destroying other worlds that should be colorful, but also forcibly interfering with the normal development of the entire universe," Mammon shook his head. "Isn't Elder Xingxu afraid that other Celestialsapiens will become like them, so he set many restrictions? That's why we should stop them."

"This…" Oz opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Yang Le stood aside dumbfounded. Good heavens, what's it like to feel like my teammate is getting a pentakill while I can only spam question marks? Aren't you the Voice of Destruction? How do you rattle off so many serious rules?

Crap, have I become an ornament?