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Chapter 192 Dr. Trunks, the Deliveryman!

Supergirl rushed forward to protect Bulma, but she was paralyzed after the other woman merely glanced at her.

From Karael's perspective, she was in motion, but this short distance seemed to stretch billions of light-years apart, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get any closer.

"I can't touch him, it seems like I can't get close to him at all. This guy and I are on completely different levels!"

The clear blue light standing before me is like the only light in the world, freezing everything, turning everything, seeing through the past, and glimpsing the future.

Time, space, distance, and matter all lose their meaning in the face of this blue figure.

Dr. Pym's face broke out in a cold sweat of terror: "Quantum bodies... such a thing actually exists?"

In the blink of an eye, Dr. Manhattan's gaze swept over the fates of the several individuals.

A series of extremely complex fine lines outline a winding and tortuous destiny, whether it be death, happiness, or ordinariness, whether it leads to destruction or makes the world shine brightly. It seems that every choice will give rise to billions of possible endings.

Following the threads of fate of these individuals, Dr. Manhattan ventured into the depths of the universe once more.

He saw in this one second the choices that would lead to a cosmic war in the future.

Is this why God sent him to this universe?
In the future, every minor war that occurs on this planet will become a game of strategy among higher-level operators.

Upon witnessing this scene, Dr. Manhattan's usually calm and collected gaze subtly rediscovered a hint of sorrowful humanity.

Not for humanity, but for countless universes.

Today, the anchor universe seems to have lost the meaning it was established at the beginning of creation.

Here, it is no longer a fixed nut anchoring various positions in the ocean of the universe to prevent them from being exiled, but a chessboard.

Perhaps life has its own way out, but no one wants to let it develop unchecked.

"I was asked to bring this person here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Manhattan raised a finger, and white light instantly intertwined into a shimmering phantom that floated in front of Bulma's eyes.

"Pfft!"

An unconscious man lay on the ground, covered in wounds, his blue hair and denim jacket torn to shreds, as if he had been caught in a terrifying tornado.

The man carried a long sword on his back and had an egg-shaped machine on his body. The dial of the machine displayed coordinates and time starting with Aiji.

"Who are you? Who is he?"

Bulma took a breath and forced herself to calm down. Carrot El had told her a lot about gods. Although she didn't know which one was in front of her, anyone who could so easily exert their power in the quantum realm was no ordinary person.

"Names mean nothing to me."

"As for him, you can think of him as your son in another universe."

After explaining what God had asked him to do, Manhattan thought about what he could do in this situation, his deep gaze slowly settling on Bulma's protruding belly.

In an instant, azure light surged into Bulma's abdomen from all directions; it was her unique power.

At the same time, a blue light enveloped Bulma, transforming into a barely perceptible ball of light that rested between her hands.

"What is this? What did you do to my child?"

Bulma's expression changed drastically. She desperately tried to dodge, but ultimately failed to escape. The quantum realm, which makes humans hesitate to even approach, was like a puppet that could be manipulated at will in front of this man, who easily controlled everyone around him.

Dr. Manhattan said in a completely calm voice, "Don't be nervous, madam. I'm just giving my power to your child."

"Consider it a gift for Superman, considering he was once called Clark Kent."

"During the baby's gestation period, the child's body will gradually adapt to my power and ultimately inherit it perfectly."

"Go away! My son doesn't need your kind of mysterious power!!!"

Bulma instinctively wanted to lose her temper, but when she thought of the incomprehensible power in this person, she swallowed back the words of abuse that were on the tip of her tongue.

“If he doesn’t need it, I won’t give it to him.” Every word Dr. Manhattan spoke seemed to convey great patience: “He will need it someday.”

“Tell your husband about this, and he will understand why I did it.”

Bulma cradled the unfathomable power in her hands. For a clever person, the more critical the moment, the faster their mind works: "What exactly is your purpose?"

"Or rather, if that's the case, why don't you give the power to someone else!"

"Didn't you say this person is also my son?"

Dr. Manhattan already knew she would say that: "Yes, he is your son, but not Superman's son."

Bulma: "???"

Upon hearing this, Bulma felt a sense of foreboding, and her cheek twitched as she said:

"Then who did I have him with?"

The current Dr. Manhattan has never known the meaning of euphemism and bluntly says: "In another world, every one of you married Vegeta, and even paid for it."

"If he dies, you will be a widow; if he lives, you will be a widow in name only."

Upon hearing this, Bulma's vision went black and she fainted, leaving everyone looking surprised and bewildered.

Child, you're really hungry!

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In the boundless starry sea, beyond the Origin Wall, in the Dragon Realm of the Dragon Ball universe, a dazzling golden dragon is curled up in a corner, its body, larger than the Milky Way, seemingly trembling slightly.

Dragon God Salama rubbed his swollen cheek; one of his tentacles, which God had just slapped off, still seemed to throb with pain.

"They were discovered, and God detained them."

Dragon God Salama didn't know how to tell the High Priest about this. He realized that he seemed to have made a wrong decision, as the other person had been watching his every move.

Things are getting increasingly unfavorable.

In the case of the Catpoint Universe, the world that receives the most input will be the most tightly bound to the universe, and thus the dominant position it holds will be the strongest.

The Dragon Ball universe, on the other hand, is neither here nor there. It has no close connections or relatives. At least the Tiga universe can be related to the Monster Universe. In their world, although they gained an early advantage in the main storyline and allowed Goku and Superman to fuse into Origin.

But for DC, it's like blackening Superman's symbol, a huge disgrace. The fact that the editorial department didn't come knocking on their door to demand the copyright is already a mercy, out of consideration for the fan fiction community.

But in terms of the plot, they can't let him off the hook.

Especially after Carrot-El wiped out Frieza's family, God took the opportunity to consolidate the villain's origin storyline and put Darkseid into the Anchor Point Universe, which made the already unfavorable situation in the Dragon Ball Universe even worse.

They don't make up a large portion of the Anchor Point world; if it weren't for Superman, he wouldn't even have had a chance to play this game.

Batman killed Dr. Grove and took over the roles of 17 and 18, while Lex Luthor took over the Cell storyline for himself and General Zod.

It's fair to say that their importance is dwindling, and the Android Saga could be considered over before it even began.

While OAA was planning to watch the show, the two goddesses of death from the Marvel and DC universes had already agreed to completely eliminate the rules of the Dragon Ball universe in the dimension of death.

Therefore, Zalama is now in a terrible predicament. It could be said that multiple forces are working together to deal with him. If it weren't for his constant use of the Dragon Balls to generate power, and Frieza's extensive expansion of influence in the universe before his death, the Dragon Ball world would probably have already severed its connection with the anchor universe.

Because the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for them, in order to increase the influence of the Dragon Ball world in the anchor universe, Zalama simply threw Trunks over there.

Otherwise, with two Origin Barriers in between and the vast ocean of space in between, how far would Trunks' time machine have to drift to get there?

But Salama never expected that God would simply detain him and send Manhattan to Carrotteil!

You're just adding fuel to the fire!
Which man could stand seeing his wife have a child with another man?
If you let Carrot El dye that thing on his head green, he'd probably throw a cannon at me!
Salama was so angry that he went to God to demand Trunks back, because without Trunks, his plot couldn't progress. But God slapped him back.

(End of this chapter)