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Chapter 469: A coincidence that is too coincidental (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
"Transformers are mechanical life forms created by Yuanshi Tianzun on the planet Cybertron! The motorcycle race is a race in the information world, intervening between matter and information."

Martin dryly explained to Diana the difference between bikers and Transformers, but the more Diana listened, the more confused she became.

To those who understand carbon-based life, Transformers and bikers are similar only in appearance.

Even though Yuanshi Tianzun can transcend the multiverse, the Thirteen Heavenly Yuans are completely gods of the universe. They usually only develop in the physical material world and rarely break through certain boundaries.

But the motorcycle tribe in Lolo's Adventures or the Wuzhandao world, strictly speaking, live in a game world composed of information, but they have all the characteristics of physical matter.

This kind of contradiction does not exist for the motorcycle tribe and the beast tribe. They live in a game world composed of information all their lives and have difficulty in coming into contact with other substances. Naturally, they cannot discover this kind of contradiction in themselves.

"Why do I feel like there is no difference between these two races?"

"Well, there are so many parallel universes, it's normal to have a few similar races. Anyway, we won't see the bikers today, so it's okay if we can't tell the difference."

Although there was an electric current in Martin's voice when he spoke, the characteristics of his voice did not change at all, and people who were familiar with him could hear it immediately.

"Stand down a little. I have to hold my head up when I talk to you now, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

Diana spoke to Martin in a coquettish manner.

With a crackling sound, Martin's lower body transformed into the shape of a vehicle, while his upper body remained in human form, but his height was still three or four meters.

Diana looked up and down at Martin's current appearance, shook her head and said, "You should change back to a complete human form. This half-human, half-machine appearance always reminds me of something terrifying."

"This is just a psychological illusion. If you don't treat me as a human, you won't feel uncomfortable!"

Martin's words caused Diana to roll her eyes: "If I don't treat you as a human being, do I treat you as a car? What you said makes me uncomfortable."

"All right!"

Martin turned into a full human form again, but half-knelt on the ground so that Diana didn't have to hold her neck high. "Did you answer my question? How did you recognize me? In this inhuman state, I won't have any special marks on my body."

"I am God. After what happened yesterday, I know you very well. It's not easy for me to recognize you."

Martin scratched the helmet-like bump on his head with his hand and laughed foolishly a few times.

Then, he became serious again and said earnestly, "Yesterday, Clark asked Ron to search the entire desert and finally found the trace of the attacker. Once we catch this person, we may be able to get key clues from him."

"Killers are usually abandoned pawns. Such people usually know nothing. You'd better not have too high expectations."

Diana could understand Martin's urgency to catch the traitors.

As long as those traitors are not eradicated, all the efforts of the Justice League will be in danger of collapse.

They are hiding too deeply in the earth and have taken root in all walks of life. They may not be able to plan the Justice League in a head-on battle, but they can easily disrupt the production of the Justice League.

"I really hope those traitors can jump out and attack us. As long as they move, I can follow the clues and uproot them. But if they keep hiding like this, things will be troublesome!"

Only dogs that don't bark bite.

Martin had not expected the other party to be so patient. He disrupted almost everything these traitors wanted to do.

But the other party remained indifferent and refused to engage Martin head-on. They even took the initiative to restrain their forces when Apocalypse was about to arrive.

Diana stretched out her right hand and pressed it on Martin's leg, feeling the coldness of the steel.

"I really wish I could help you, but I can't predict the future, and the army of Paradise Island is still waiting for me, so you can only rely on yourself."

Of course, she hopes to continue fighting alongside Martin, but her duties to Paradise Island and the Justice League prevent her from making such a willful choice.

"I understand. Don't worry about organizing the troops of Paradise Island. They will be the main force against Weather Star in the future. We can't be careless at all."

Martin comforted Diana softly, and seeing that she was in a bad mood, he immediately said, "Would you like to run with me?"

"what?"

Diana didn't react, and then he saw Martin transform into a sports car, the door opened automatically, inviting him to sit in the driver's seat.

"Come on, I'll take you for a spin and then teleport you back to Paradise Island."

Diana stretched out her long legs, got into the car, and looked at the interior decoration with interest.

"I thought your insides would be different?"

"Why does this sound weird?"

Martin's voice came out from the speakers, and the tiny camera on the center console emitted a blue light, forming a virtual image of himself in front of Diana.

"Someone just told me not to make a fuss, but why did he change his statement when it was his turn?"

Diana blinked, obviously teasing Martin.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't be so harsh on you, okay?"

Martin's reflection made a gesture of clasping his hands together and begging for mercy from Diana, which made her laugh.

"I'm just kidding you, don't take it so seriously!"

Diana was familiar with all kinds of vehicles in human society, but she still asked Martin first: "How do I drive this car? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"The whole car is my body, you can drive it however you want. Even if you want to command me with your mouth, that's totally fine!"

Martin's words made Diana even more curious. She put aside the matter of running a lap and asked curiously, "Rather than how to drive, I'm more curious about how you feel now? After becoming a robot, will your perspective on the world be different?"

"No difference. My understanding of the world is constructed in human society. Even if I temporarily become another race, it will not affect my thinking."

Martin has experienced too many things like this and seen many different social forms, but he still uses human beings as his foundation to extend his consciousness.

"Suddenly it feels meaningless. Your consciousness doesn't change with it, and it doesn't seem to make any difference if your body changes."

Diana snapped her fingers, and Martin started the engine, letting her control the steering wheel and pedals as they ran toward the building where the teleporter was being installed on the construction site.

"If I accept an ideology by changing my identity, what you see now is not a person, but a mess of lunatics."

Consciousness is the endless rotation of matter pointing to itself. In fact, it can change at will. As long as the position is stable, people can bear more consciousness. But people cannot be exploiters and exploited at the same time, so Martin can only observe the identities he faces every day from the perspective of human beings, and cannot accept those materials.

No matter how original the gods are outside the world, once they fall into the material world, they can only castrate themselves and downgrade themselves in order to create a framework that conforms to the material world and allow symbols to operate within these frameworks.

To put it in more common language, this is similar to Pangu creating the world.

As the original chaos, it was difficult to solve its own problems, so it downgraded itself into the universe. The basic framework of the universe was also unable to solve the problems it encountered, so it produced intelligent life.

It seems that the original matter is constantly decomposing itself and becoming more coarse and backward, which is consistent with the discussion in religious legends that it is gradually moving towards the Dharma Ending Age.

In fact, it is just the opposite. The original chaos cannot understand and explain itself, but thousands of intelligent lives can do this.

Diana had worked in the Louvre for so many years and was no stranger to continental philosophy. She immediately understood Martin's argument about the origin and then thought of the old and new gods of Mount Olympus.

"So far, no news has come out of Mount Olympus. Even Athena seems to have disappeared."

Diana isn't afraid of a head-on confrontation with the Old Gods, but not while the Justice League prepares for Apokolips' arrival.

"No news is the best news! If Zeus could subdue the gods, he would not remain indifferent until now. The longer time drags on, the more the majesty of the old gods on Paradise Island will decline."

Martin never thought that the old gods of Mount Olympus had any extraordinary qualities. Zeus might be able to play some tricks and schemes, but he could not enter the new era, and the royal power he once had became a dream.

"I asked you to say something comforting, but forget it! Now is not the time to say that!"

When the sports car arrived, Diana opened the door and got out. Finally, she said to Martin, "I will ask Persephone to help. I believe that this goddess can help the new city green faster!"

Martin released a virtual image outside the car. Diana made an OK gesture and watched her teleport back to Paradise Island. Then the four wheels spun rapidly, speeding along the newly built road, and soon turned into a red lightning.

Although motorcyclists are viewed as subordinate vehicles in human society, their internal energy circulation system is completely different, and they can easily reach speeds exceeding those of human vehicles.

Martin left a message for Clark, then left the construction site, rushed into the desert, and headed for the area where the Martians were.

Before entering the desert, his wheels began to deform, the hubs became thicker, and the tires became larger and thicker so that they could withstand the harsh natural environment of the desert.

After transforming into a motorcyclist, Martin sees the world not with his own eyes, but through a variety of sensors connected to the Internet. Everything around him becomes a model composed of data in his eyes, constantly analyzing the optimal route.

"Martin is on his way. Let's control the target first and make sure he is within our surveillance range. Don't act rashly without orders!"

The Martian Hunter was flying in the air. Being able to control the changes in his body, he not only became invisible, but also integrated his body temperature and magnetic signals into the surrounding environment.

He brought a team of seven people, who were the latest members of the alliance to complete training. They were all superhumans, but their abilities were not exaggerated. Seven of them only had their physical senses and stamina enhanced, and only one person in charge of logistics had network-related abilities and could control electrical signals.

The Martian Hunter received Martin's call with his telepathic power, but did not take direct action against the assassin. Instead, he wanted to wait for Martin to arrive before taking action together.

The seven-member team was excited at the thought that they were about to meet the legendary Martin, but they did not show their emotions as they had passed the test and continued to complete their mission conscientiously.

The six people in charge of the operation were scattered around the hotel, disguised as tourists or reporters, monitoring the room where the assassin who assassinated Martin was located.

Because of the new city built by the Justice League, tourists and reporters from all over the world want to come here to see the excitement and get first-hand news.

But the new city restricted the number of visitors, and if you wanted to go there, you had to apply in advance. But many people did not give up, so they settled in the surrounding cities, causing these poor and harsh places to suddenly become lively.

Fortunately, the members of the alliance team did not need to be too disguised and could appear here reasonably.

The Martian Hunter was suspended in the air, his mental power spread out like a big net, covering the entire city, carefully screening every thought in the city, trying to find potential dangers.

This was not a difficult task for him. Although people's thoughts were changeable, most of them were repetitive and the differences between them could be easily distinguished.

"Martian Manhunter, the target has been staying in the room. He seems a little impatient, as if he is waiting for something."

"The target didn't carry any electronic devices, and the surrounding network was also cut off. We couldn't enter the room based on the signal."

"Suddenly there were more armed people on the streets. They were all locals and were very emotional!"

"Attack, rockets, a convoy was attacked!"

Armed men with heavy firepower suddenly appeared on the rooftops of buildings on both sides of the city center. They fired rockets at the convoy downstairs and hit the target.

The car exploded, flames shot up into the sky, and debris flew everywhere, mixed with charred human tissue.

The crowds on both sides of the street began to scream and run away. They were like headless flies, running without direction and bumping into each other. In just a few minutes, some people were trampled to death.

Martian Hunter went to control the armed men first, and heard them shouting about rebellion and overthrowing the corrupt president.

Riots often occur in this place in Africa. Even if he feels that such things happen too coincidentally, the Martian Hunter cannot intervene directly. Instead, he uses his psychic power to guide the people at the scene to escape in an orderly manner.

"Show our people the direction to retreat immediately. As long as the target is still in this city, he will not be able to escape from our grasp!"

The premise is that Martian Hunter and his men are not exposed.

But this rebellion, which was too coincidental, gave the Martian Hunter a bad feeling, so he changed his orders and asked the six people in the action to gather together immediately and be careful of attacks.

They were scattered by the chaotic crowd and had to find another way to regroup.

At the same time, gunshots rang out throughout the city. Modified civilian pickup trucks carrying armed men with live ammunition ran around the streets, killing supporters of the current government.

"Martian Manhunter, we have been attacked by unknown armed forces. They are well-equipped and definitely not rebel forces!"

"The target is moving, he's going to run away! This is a trap!"

The members of the action team ignored the attack. They kept running along the route given by the support, trying to reunite with their comrades, while not forgetting to report the current situation to the Martian Hunter.

"Let him go. As long as he is in this city, he will not be able to escape from our grasp!"

The Martian Hunter did not fly towards the city, but instead increased the distance. The flames and billowing black smoke in the city stimulated the greatest pain in his heart.

He didn't dare to get close, fearing that something might happen to him. Not only would he not be able to save others, he might also get himself into trouble.

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