The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1130

Michelangelo was certainly not convinced, but after being thrown three times by Cassandra, he ended the sparring match under the pretext of a break.

Cassandra's first move gave the four turtles a clear understanding of her strength. Although Michelangelo was not the strongest among them, his skills were definitely not lacking and he shouldn't be someone who could be easily taken down with just a few punches and kicks.

Only Leonardo DiCaprio and Splinter could achieve this level of skill, and the only other one left was their strongest enemy, Shredder.

Being knocked down four times by a little girl would be so embarrassing for most people that they would want to disappear into the ground, but for Michelangelo it was just a matter of feeling bad for a while.

After Yang Le opened the refrigerator and cabinets, Michelangelo's jade disease was cured.

"Oh my god, it's iced cola, potato chips, tortillas, and popcorn!" Michelangelo covered his mouth with delight, looking like a fangirl who had just met her favorite celebrity.

"You can help yourselves with the food here." Yang Le generously tossed each of the four turtles a bottle of iced cola. Even the most old-fashioned Leonardo DiCaprio was still a kid who grew up in America at heart.

Deep down, he still can't resist junk food like cola and potato chips; otherwise, the four turtles wouldn't all love pizza.

As Leonardo watched Michelangelo shove potato chips into his mouth, he was about to offer a word of advice when Yang Le spoke up first.

"You all look hungry. Fortunately, we are still some distance from Dr. Fucitold's lab, enough time for you to have a good meal."

Leonardo was about to exchange a few polite words when he noticed that Yang Le was holding seven or eight stacked cardboard boxes. Although they were somewhat different from the ones they had seen on Earth, Leonardo recognized them at a glance.

"It's pizza!" Michelangelo rushed to Yang Le's side with speed comparable to a speedster, and then looked at the latter with an expectant expression.

Yang Le didn't keep him in suspense and immediately handed a pizza to Michelangelo, who licked his lips and opened the pizza.

Salami pizza! My favorite!

Raphael rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, Mickey, there's no pizza you don't like."

No sooner had Raphael finished speaking than he saw something fly toward him. He quickly reached out and caught it, only to find it was a pizza box.

"Don't be shy, make yourselves at home." Yang Le said, handing the pizza to everyone in the room except Dr. Fukittod, since he wasn't Doraemon and couldn't eat.

However, this did not stop him from observing. Dr. Fuctod stretched his neck and leaned close to Donatello, staring at the pizza in his hand.

"Is this what food on Earth looks like? It's not bad, though."

“It actually tastes even better.” Donatello had lost his scholarly composure at this point. After explaining, he took a slice of pizza and stuffed it into his mouth. The next second, the rich aroma of cheese and the slightly spicy meat flavor exploded in his mouth.

"This is truly the best pizza I've ever eaten," Michelangelo exclaimed, his words slightly slurred. This time, no one disagreed with him.

Yang Le chuckled at this. These pizzas were all baked in the old car. With the super AI's computing power and terrifying precision, how could the pizzas not taste good?

Seeing that he couldn't finish the food, Dr. Fuckey Todd went into the cockpit, glanced at the control panel, and then inserted his finger into a port. His task was to transfer the map in his mind to the dilapidated car. Through their earlier interaction, he had already discovered that the car possessed the ability to think for itself. Sure enough, without further ado, the car started moving as soon as the map was transferred.

"At this rate, we should be able to see my lab in about ten minutes."

Dr. Fuckey Todd returned to the living area to inform everyone. By then, everyone's meal was coming to an end. After all, the current situation was not suitable for enjoying food slowly, so they naturally ate as quickly as possible.

Moreover, they didn't actually eat much; they mostly ate only about five or six tenths of their fullness. Even the gluttonous Michelangelo was no exception. After all, they might face a fierce battle soon, and eating too much would only lead to stomach upset.

If you manage to escape during a battle, then your life (as a turtle) is truly over.

“I understand our current situation,” Damian said, stepping forward after everyone had finished eating.

"So, we're supposed to infiltrate a heavily guarded lab, build a time machine before the enemy discovers us, and escape back to Earth, right?"

“That’s right, Damian.” Leonardo nodded. “It’s a tough task, but thankfully we have Yang’s stealth vehicle, which can help us solve a lot of problems.”

"But this can only solve the initial problems. When we get near the lab, we'll still need to take action."

Damian looked at Dr. Fucitold and said, "Could you give us a map of the lab? With that, it would be easier for us to plan our tactics."

“Oh, of course.” Dr. Fuckey Todd stretched out his fingers and began searching for an interface, but in the end, the little broken car conjured one up for him.

As Dr. Fucitold finished transmitting the information, a laboratory that resembled a semi-circle placed on the ground appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Shunda, please also upload photos or maps of the area around the lab," Damian suggested. Dr. Fukittod naturally complied, since they were all in the same boat now.

These pictures were all displayed one by one on the large LCD TV in the dilapidated car living area. For the turtles in 03, this thing was quite a novelty.

“It’s so clear,” Donatello exclaimed, and Michelangelo chimed in.

"Yes, it would be great to watch movies on this TV."

Raphael slapped him on the head again and said, "We don't have time to think about those things now."

Michelangelo simply scratched his head, his face showing indignation, but he remained silent.

Damian and Leonardo browsed through the photos. As the next successors groomed by the League of Assassins and the eldest brother of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, they were developing towards becoming leaders of a team, whether actively or passively.

Therefore, at this moment, they inevitably had to work together to find the best route to infiltrate and where the enemy might have set up sentry posts.

Damian spoke first, explaining how many troops he would deploy and where he would place them. He then emphasized that the key issue was preventing the people inside the laboratory from raising an alarm after they infiltrated the lab.

(End of this chapter)