American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 492 The Dynasty of "Class"?

Loki sobbed silently for a long time.

Even though he knew that none of this could happen to him, he was still filled with grief and anger.

Because what Möbius showed him was the so-called sacred timeline of the Time Administration.

It was these guys who call themselves the managers of the timelines of the multiverse who determined the script for everyone.

But why?
Why should someone else decide my fate?
By what right do these people in high positions have the right to decide the fate of others?
Why should good people die under this absurd arrangement?

One can imagine that without Bant, the pathetic life of Loki in the scene would be everything he would have experienced in the past and the future.

He couldn't accept it.

But he didn't become hysterical as Möbius had imagined, perhaps because he had come to understand that impotent rage is the most useless thing.

"I'm glad you were able to calm down."

Möbius said, "And the reason I show you all this is to seek your power."

"You need my power?"

Loki glanced at him, surprised, and said, "You have such great power, arbitrarily deciding the fate of others, and you need the help of a nobody like me?"

“It’s not about arbitrarily dictating other people’s fates,” Möbius corrected. “Everything the Time Mutation Administration does is for the stability of the multiverse and to avoid a multiverse war.”

"As for you, we've encountered a troublesome time criminal who has committed several time crimes, but we haven't been able to catch him."

"Therefore, we need someone who understands the other person well enough."

With his hands in his suit trouser pockets, Möbius strode through the screening room, advising, "You feel that fate is unfair, that villains like you are born to make heroes."

"But now there is an opportunity for you to change your destiny."

"You can join the Time Management Bureau. As long as you help us catch time criminals, we can make an exception and spare you from being laid off."

Möbius was unaware that he was actually a time criminal, and that all the employees in the Time Management Bureau were time criminals.

He considered it an immense act of mercy towards Loki, an unprecedented exception made by the Time Bureau.

"can."

Loki's thin lips tightened, and he agreed.

Regardless of whether the Time Administration Bureau is related to the Collision Crisis, and regardless of whether Dr. Contradictory wants him to try to become the god of the story, he has already decided to destroy the entire Time Administration Bureau.

But forcing it won't work.

Putting everything else aside, the ring around his neck alone rendered him powerless against the Time Management Bureau.

And then there's that guy Möbius calls "Mad Ban," whom Loki suspects might be a variant of a Bant from a parallel universe.

Crazy guy.

The thought that his enemy was another Bant with a watch made Loki feel like he must be crazy to make that decision.

but,
This is the glorious mission.

Dying at the hands of Thanos as written in someone else's script is not a glorious mission; it's merely being a pathetic puppet.

"So what do you want me to do?"

Loki readily agreed.

Deception is one of his greatest strengths.

"And who are these so-called time criminals?"

"you."

Möbius raised his chin.

“Me? But I’m already…” In that instant, Loki’s mind raced with thoughts, and he easily realized that Möbius was referring to Loki from another universe.

But he wasn't sure if he was the "Loki of another universe".

He and Thor both come from universes that do not conform to the divine timeline.

Logically speaking, they all need to be cut.

'Wait, if the timeline was already fixed, how could a collision crisis even occur?'

He became confused again.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps the Time Administration's authority isn't as terrifying as he imagined, that it can manage all universes.

There are still quite a few universes that are not under the control of the Time Administration.

Loki was relieved after Möbius explained everything to him.

The two left the screening room. At this moment, the ring around Loki's neck had been removed, and his prison uniform had been changed into a Time Bureau suit.

He followed Möbius as he walked through the Time Bureau and saw the world outside the window, a world that resembled a futuristic metropolis.

"These all belong to the Administration Bureau?"

“Of course, after all, we are responsible for countless multiverses,” Möbius said. “A few people are not enough.”

The two continued forward, when they came towards them with two men who looked exactly alike. One was wearing a red jacket and had white hair, while the other was wearing a white and green hoodie and had a somewhat sinister expression.

Two more small classes!

Loki's heart tightened, and his breathing became rapid.

Möbius quickly bowed and greeted them: "Lord Abedo, Lord Tennyson."

Abedo frowned, about to get angry, when he heard Tennyson say sarcastically, "Call me Benjamin Tennessee. Don't you know that Lord Abedo can't stand the name of the great Tennyson?"

"Do you want to die?"

Abedo immediately flew into a rage, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to fight when the ultimate watch on his wrist was revealed.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Bad Ban also showed off his watch, seemingly eager to fight Aberdo.

Möbius was completely helpless in the face of this unexpected situation, but fortunately, a third group appeared at that moment.

"You two are really noisy."

A girl named Tian Xiaoban, hunched over and wrapped in the hoodie of a black sweatshirt, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, walked out.

As soon as he appeared, Aberdo and Badban, though still looking resentful, lowered their arms and stopped arguing.

"How long are you going to dawdle?"

Crazy Ben walked over unhappily, and when he passed Loki and Möbius, he gave them a fierce look. Möbius quickly pressed Loki's head down and they both bowed.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

"I'm furious," the madman roared.

"In my universe, you trash would only be fit to be my slaves, kneeling on the ground and bowing to me!"

"And you guys, you're all so slow!" He looked at the other students. "The meeting is about to start, you unmotivated bunch, hurry up and don't keep Lord Modoron waiting."

"Lord Modoron?" Abedo scoffed. "That Kronosha Ping man really dares to talk like that. We're just business partners, not his subordinates!"

At this moment, Huan Kong walked over with a large group of Tennyson's, and said somewhat impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense. Instead of arguing here, let's think about how to enter that sealed universe!"

(End of this chapter)