The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"Oh, damn it."

Golden Precursor adjusted his hairstyle. To maintain his image, he had to spend a lot of time every morning grooming his appearance. All of this was because he had to play his role well: a self-centered, fame-seeking, and extremely annoying person.

Frankly, the most tiring part of protecting the timestream for Golden Precursor was managing his appearance. Even being misunderstood didn't exhaust him as much. He really didn't know how Bruce Wayne, that playboy, did it.

"Haa~ah." Golden Precursor yawned. He had been maintaining the timestream until midnight last night, and he had to attend the Justice League meeting early this morning. This caused him to be drowsy throughout the meeting, and he only heard five or six parts of the content.

He wasn't very clear on the specific situation, only knowing that something seemed to have happened in Atlantis. However, seeing Aquaman still able to attend the meeting, it probably wasn't a big deal. Anyway, the Justice League had plenty of people; they didn't need him, a commoner with no strength to truss a chicken. He should go home and sleep first.

Through the Watchtower's teleportation device, Golden Precursor successfully returned to Earth. However, he didn't choose his home as the landing point. He was sleepy and hungry, so Golden Precursor decided to go to a nearby restaurant for breakfast first.

As for the uniform, Golden Precursor didn't plan to change it. His mask didn't cover his mouth, and it wasn't the first time he had worn his uniform to eat at a restaurant. To maintain his arrogant and conceited persona, he often flaunted himself like this.

"Ding-a-ling!"

"Good morning, Regina. Buttered bread with scrambled cheese, a bacon and egg set, a small tuna sandwich, and a coffee."

Pushing open the glass door of the restaurant, Golden Precursor didn't need to look at the menu. He skillfully ordered and found a seat to sit down.

"Hey, Golden Precursor!" The woman called Regina was a sexy Puerto Rican woman. If she wasn't already married, Golden Precursor would have launched an offensive against her long ago. Although it might be unfair to his future son, Regina was really charming, especially her figure.

Golden Precursor also liked Regina's voice. Maybe because she had been singing her national songs since she was a child, Regina's voice was very pleasant. So Golden Precursor would greet her every time he came, but today her voice was a little off.

It wasn't that it wasn't pleasant, but there was something different. The invasion of sleepiness made Golden Precursor's brain dull, but it didn't turn him into an idiot.

Silently raising his guard, Golden Precursor still sat in his seat in a nonchalant manner, nodding his head as if he could fall asleep at any time. In fact, Golden Precursor was observing his surroundings by changing his angle from time to time with his nodding. The very stylish golden goggles blocked Golden Precursor's vision, allowing him to observe the surrounding environment unscrupulously.

But what made Golden Precursor feel strange was that he didn't find anything strange, until Regina brought his meal, he didn't find anything unusual.

"Your breakfast." The smile on Regina's face was as charming as before, but with a hint of stiffness. At the same time, Golden Precursor also saw her winking at him, as if to remind him of something.

Golden Precursor understood. Although he didn't know what was going on, Regina must have encountered some trouble.

"What's wrong, Regina?" Although Golden Precursor couldn't guess, he was already so close to Regina, even if something happened, he was confident that he could ensure Regina's safety.

When Regina heard Golden Precursor ask this, her eyebrows immediately drooped, her eyes moistened, and she put on a tearful expression. Before Golden Precursor could take a closer look, Regina covered her face.

Golden Precursor couldn't stand this. He immediately got up and put his hand on Regina's body. Golden Precursor knew Regina must be crying when he saw her shoulders shaking, and immediately spoke to comfort her.

"What's wrong? Did something happen? You might as well tell me, maybe I can help."

While comforting her, Golden Precursor helped Regina sit down. To reassure her, Golden Precursor even leaned down to get as close as possible within a reasonable range.

"My… husband, was… kidnapped by them." Regina said intermittently. Golden Precursor immediately straightened his expression when he heard the kidnapping. Because Regina's voice was too small because she was covering her face and crying, he had to get closer.

"Who are they? Don't be afraid, the famous Golden Precursor is here, I will definitely bring your husband back safely."

Golden Precursor's words seemed to give Regina courage. Her shoulders stopped shaking, and her hands slowly left her face. Just when Golden Precursor thought he could see a beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain, the scene in front of him scared him so much that he almost retracted his penis into his abdomen.

Regina's beautiful face disappeared, revealing a metal face shimmering silver under the reflection of the lights. Scarlet light shot out from the dark eye sockets. This was not a soft young woman, this was clearly a T-800.

Just as Golden Precursor wanted to withdraw, "Regina" used both hands and feet to tie him up. At the same time, she opened her mouth, and Golden Precursor saw an eye open in her dark throat.

As soon as he saw that eye, he felt his eyes blur, and a red, palm-sized thing had窜 to his face. He could feel dozens of sticky tentacles, less than the thickness of his little finger, wriggling on his face. The thing's goal was clear, desperately trying to drill into his mouth.

Of course, Golden Precursor couldn't let it get its wish. No matter what it was, even if he was hungry, he couldn't swallow everything. But even if Golden Precursor didn't open his mouth, the other party had a way to make him open his mouth.

"Pfft!"

"Regina" seemed to have anticipated this, and another arm grew out of nowhere on her body, smashing it against Golden Precursor's abdomen. Golden Precursor's physical resistance could only be forced to open his mouth.

At the first moment his mouth opened, Golden Precursor knew he was done. As expected, the sticky thing drilled into his body along his throat. "Regina" seemed to have achieved its goal, and immediately let go of the other party after the thing drilled into Golden Precursor's mouth.

"Ouch!"

At the first moment of freedom, Golden Precursor began to dig at his throat to induce vomiting, but it was obviously too late. Golden Precursor immediately changed his mind and prepared to ask the Justice League for help.

"Justice League, Justice League, this is… uh!"

Golden Precursor just contacted the Justice League when he felt a change in his body. A burning sensation came from his stomach and began to spread to his limbs. Golden Precursor's consciousness was also constantly disappearing. His eyes began to wander until he saw a mirror for guests to organize their makeup.

He saw "himself", his flesh was constantly swelling, his hair began to grow rapidly, gradually covering his skin, his teeth also began to become sharp, and his canine teeth grew several centimeters longer.

Then he lost consciousness.