The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1194 Getting ready to go home
Damian's return to the underground city caused a huge uproar.

It wasn't the few days of the otherworldly martial arts tournament that drastically changed his demeanor; it was purely because of a group of big-footed ninjas following behind him.

"Although I heard that you were going to recruit all the Bigfoot ninjas, seeing the actual scene was still quite shocking."

Leonardo barely managed to refrain from drawing the twin swords he carried on his back; this seemed to be the first time they had met without drawing their weapons after three seconds.

“This feeling is truly amazing.” Michelangelo even stopped eating his pizza. “It’s like playing a game and discovering that the enemy boss is also a playable character at the end.”

Leaving aside the surrounding Atem people, their guards also watched the Bigfoot ninjas with wary eyes.

Unlike the turtles, these guardians have served Artem for centuries and fought alongside the Bigfoot ninjas who also served Shredder for centuries.

It's no exaggeration to say that the two sides are sworn enemies.

However, there was actually no conflict between the two sides. Their conflict actually stemmed from the culprit, Qu Ruier. Without this notorious cosmic criminal, the millennia-long struggle on Earth would not have occurred.

Now that Qu Ruier is dead, the point of conflict between the two sides is gone. In terms of a strange feeling, they actually have a stronger one than the Turtles.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you for too long."

Damian could sense that the atmosphere around them had changed noticeably since their arrival; clearly, the people here weren't very welcoming to the Bigfoot ninjas.

Even Splinter couldn't calm himself down when he saw the Bigfoot ninjas, after all, his master and mentor was killed by Trell and the Bigfoot gang.

Although the main culprit has been eliminated, it is impossible to completely ignore this matter, at least for now.

"We'll be leaving soon."

“You said leave.” Raphael crossed his arms. “Do you intend to take all the Bigfoot ninjas with you?”

“That’s right.” Damian nodded. The Bigfoot ninjas were almost all raised from childhood, without relatives, without their own lives, completely alone.

Even if they leave their original world and live in another world, it won't have any impact on them, since ninjas are people who are not noticed by the world.

However, Damian now needs to think about how to arrange this large group of ninjas. This is his own force, and he certainly can't go back to ask his grandfather and mother for help.

If you want to prove that you can be independent, you can't rely on your family. Even if Damian brings Bigfoot back, he still won't gain Talia's approval.

Damian himself was well aware of this, and the first thing he thought of was to take over the position. After all, he was the young master of the Assassin's Guild and naturally knew many secrets that ordinary people and even the Justice League did not know.

Take, for example, the secret bases of supervillains. These evil parties that strike fear into the hearts of ordinary people sound very powerful, but in reality, they are just rats in the gutter, and most of the time they don't dare to show their faces openly.

Therefore, they were like field mice and rabbits, digging holes everywhere for emergencies. The Assassin's Guild, taking advantage of their identities and their own abilities, discovered the addresses of many supervillains' secret bases.

Damian decided to find a base with good feng shui and just rob it, since even supervillains have nowhere to seek justice after being robbed.

What? If you get robbed, would you go to the police or the Justice League to report it?

Don't be ridiculous. Those supervillains value their reputation above all else; you might as well just kill them. Ask other supervillains for help? If the stakes are high, they certainly won't lack for help, but if Damian is afraid of even that, he might as well not have even considered it in the first place.

"Is the machine ready?" Damian first ordered the Bigfoot ninjas to stay put before approaching Donatello to ask.

"It's basically finished." Donatello held a tablet computer, checking the various data.

"Next, we just need to wait for Yang, the key figure, to be ready."

Damian frowned slightly. During the construction of the time-space transporter, he was basically busy with his own affairs, so he knew nothing about the machine.

Is there anything else that needs to be done?

"Of course, he is also the key to this machine."

Donatello pointed to the teleporter that looked like a crystal ball. Damian looked closely and noticed a protrusion on the other side of the machine that resembled a seat.

Not only that, the protrusion is also very large and wide. It can easily accommodate two or three people, let alone one. It's hard to imagine how fat someone would have to be to sit in it.

"A time-space teleporter isn't a wish-granting machine; to teleport to the location you want to go, you naturally need data like coordinates."

Seeing that Damian didn't understand, Donatello kindly explained.

"However, since you arrived here by accident, none of us know each other's coordinates in the multiverse. Therefore, we need to..."

"That's when I need to step in."

A mechanical voice entered their ears. Turning around, they found Yang Le, now the Clock King, slowly walking towards them. The Clock King's agility was truly worrisome if he had to use his ability to control time.

Clock King possesses more than just the ability to manipulate time; in the original story, he demonstrated the ability to banish Ben from different universes back to his own.

After all, time and space are inseparable, so it's normal to have some connection with each other.

However, this method is not very stable, so Yang Le thought of having Donatello and others develop a teleportation device. With the two working together, they could achieve point-to-point teleportation.

With this device, Yang Le will be able to easily travel between the two universes, and then he will have a stable source of underground crystals.

Moreover, he might be able to easily travel to other universes with this. In short, making such a thing is entirely beneficial.

"You can enter the machine once you're ready." Yang Le sat down and placed his hands into the specially designed grooves.

"However, because the machine is limited in size, it can only transmit a maximum of fifteen people at a time. You can choose a coordinate first and then I will transmit them, or I can help you choose a coordinate to avoid causing a huge uproar by sending so many people at once."

"Can this device even select coordinates?" Damian asked in surprise, not expecting it to be this convenient.

“Of course.” Donatello puffed out his chest. “Don’t you even know who built this equipment?”

(End of this chapter)