American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 189 What if Krillin didn't exist? Then Number 18.
Pure white and radiant, the Time Chamber, devoid of darkness, flowed with alternating temperature changes as Carrot El stepped in. However, the small, cramped space that came into view startled Superman.

"What the hell is this place?"

Carrot El was stunned for a moment. What was with this dark Gotham-style color scheme?

Is this still the Spiritual Time Chamber?

Isn't this a bat cave?

Carrot El looked up in surprise and realized that he was actually in the basement of the Mental Time Chamber.

No way, Batman, that infrastructure maniac, actually hollowed out another floor?
This guy turned all the space he needed for daily life into a basement?

Yes, Bruce deliberately changed the entrance to the room in the Temple of God to a semi-automatic underground mode in order to achieve his goal of imprisonment.

In other words, if you don't know the location and where the activation mechanism is, the people inside could search their whole lives and still not find a way to escape!

However, perhaps to take into account the presence of the other members of the Justice League, Batman's transformation was somewhat restrained, and the overall Batman style was not very strong, leaning more towards his original lifestyle.

Carrot Aldo thought Batman should see a doctor, and he now seriously suspected that this spatial confinement plan was designed specifically for him!
However, his version has been updated now, he has learned teleportation, and breaking through the dimensions of the Time Chamber is not too difficult for him!

Even so, Carrot El still activated his X-ray vision, scanning everything around him, fearing that he might make a wrong move and be transported to some other dimension or outer space.

That damned bat is really cunning; who knows what he's done by locking himself in here?

The androids couldn't sense any aura, but fortunately Superman had super vision. He had initially refused to use the Kryptonian spaceship because he utterly hated exhaustive search, but in this situation, he had no choice but to use it.

While searching with his eyes, Carrot fired conspicuous energy blasts in all directions. In the relatively flat terrain of the Mental Time Chamber, creating bright sunlight was the most efficient way to find people.

"White, just white, nothing at all, only white. I've been seeing white for months!"

Numbers 17 and 18 wandered aimlessly, their eyes vacant and their gazes dull, their bodies reeking of the stench of not having bathed for months.

The time they spent wandering around here felt like an eternity, and Batman even provided them with a map of the area.

But on this area map, there are only symbols for food and water, nothing else.

There was no exit, no sign, and nothing to guide you.

"I can't take it anymore!!!!!!!!!"

Number 18's hair was a mess. She sniffed herself and shouted angrily.

As a beautiful woman who loves shopping and buying clothes, she absolutely cannot accept her current disheveled beggar appearance, especially since her underwear is almost worn out!
It's even worse on the 17th; the socks can stand up on their own!

That damn Batman! He just used a portal to circle around and left them all behind, effectively sentencing them to life imprisonment.

More than a month has passed, and the two have clearly come to believe that they have been sentenced to life imprisonment by the Justice League and are exiled here forever.

"Boom!!"

Just as the desperate cries of Number 18 echoed, a dazzling golden light, as if responding to their helplessness, rose slowly in the sky and ignited the explosion.

"what is that?"

A gust of wind swept past the tip of their hair, and the two of them, who had been momentarily distracted, suddenly looked toward the direction from which the golden light was rising.

"Who cares what it is? What are you standing there for? Fly over there!"

Number 17's face lit up with excitement, and he darted off with a whoosh. Number 18 reacted quickly and followed closely behind. In the blink of an eye, the two of them flew forward as fast as they could, afraid that the light would disappear.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

"Boom!"

The explosion sent a blast of light through the air, as if gold had transformed the world. Carrot El's ears twitched slightly, and his gaze quickly locked onto Number 17 and Number 18 who had arrived, causing him to stop what he was doing.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The next second, the burst of energy almost uprooted the floorboards, and numbers 17 and 18 came to a stop in front of him.

"Carrot El?"

"It's you!"

Upon seeing Carrot, both of them were startled. In the records in their minds, the person in front of them was undoubtedly the most prominent.

The three stood facing each other. Carrot took in the two men's disheveled appearance. It seemed they had suffered quite a bit here, after all, this was no easy place to stay.

Without superhuman willpower, it would be absolutely impossible to endure. Not to mention the kind-hearted Son Goku in his childhood, even Trunks, who had experienced the Despair Timeline, almost suffered a mental breakdown during his first training session and was awakened by Vegeta's punch.

"Since you know me, I won't go into too much detail about self-introduction. Lazuli, Lapis, let's talk."

Number 17 and Number 18 exchanged a glance, and the thousands of words that were on their lips finally turned into silence.

They hadn't heard their own names in who knows how long, and they no longer referred to themselves by those names.

During the long experiment, their sense of self had long since been reduced to just two numerical codes.

How do you know our names?

"It's not difficult to find out."

Carrot El's gaze remained fixed on Number 18 the entire time, carefully scrutinizing the stunning beauty before him.

This face, which comes from a Japanese anime goddess, wouldn't look out of place at all in the world of American comics.

Krillin really got lucky; although Carrot El couldn't find any trace of Krillin in this universe.

But upon reflection, it makes some sense. After all, in the lore, Klin is a monk from Shaolin Temple. If Klin really existed, he should have joined S.H.I.E.L.D., not S.H.I.E.L.D.

Why would someone with nothing better to do come here?

Short, bald, and with an Asian face, he wouldn't be popular in the world of American comics; perhaps he was simply out of place in the established lore.

But if Krillin weren't around, who would have ended up with a beauty like Android 18?
Carrot El thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice:
"Gero is dead. Come with me, and I will remove the bombs from your bodies."

"You can choose to live a good life or you can choose to join the Justice League."

Upon seeing the two of them, Carrot Al immediately thought of Wanda and her brother. If they hadn't met him and Bulma in their childhood, the two siblings would probably have suffered the same fate as Androids 17 and 18.

If possible, let's settle them together with Wanda. Back when he made his fortune in real estate, he actually had a few good plots of land. Building a town for everyone as employee benefits would be a good idea!
"Why...why are you helping us?"

Feeling Carrot El's gaze upon her, Number 18 looked somewhat unnatural, not out of shyness, but rather out of embarrassment. After all, her current disheveled and smelly appearance was rather shameful.

Upon hearing this, Carrot El smiled calmly and said something the two of them couldn't understand:

"Because I am Superman, not Homelander."

(End of this chapter)