The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1362

"You can think of the entire Cybertronian fortress as a giant circular Rubik's Cube, with each module being an independent area and room."

Cassandra picked up a decorative spell from the table and began to explain.

“My dad’s lab computer is actually connected to Cybertron’s internal system. Once the corresponding program is started, the entire Cybertron will be operational. I’m just moving our room to another location.”

“You know, Cybertron is actually very large, about the size of a white dwarf. Now that I’ve scrambled all the blocks, it won’t be so easy for Zul to find us.”

"Then, won't he just send us back to where we started?" Roy pressed.

“Even Batman doesn’t know about this, so I don’t think Zul’an knows about it either.”

Cassandra shook her head and then said, "Besides, even if he knew, he wouldn't have the authority to modify Cybertron's permission settings. When he was inside Batman, he could use the latter's permissions, but now he's just a big block of metal."

"Hey guys, I found information about that cube."

While the group was talking, Donatello finally found what they were looking for, and then transmitted the information to the projector to show it to everyone.

In the projection, a golden cube is slowly rotating at a constant speed, and its specific data is displayed next to it.

"This thing is called the Mother Box in Yang Le's records, but it is still just an experiment."

“I’ve heard my father talk about this thing.” Cassandra pondered for a moment. “He said it’s a kind of alien technology, or rather, a technology from another world. It’s extremely advanced; you could say it’s the manifestation of rules.”

"Judging from the description alone, it is indeed true." Donatello looked at the description in his hand with a hint of embarrassment.

"The Mother Box possesses countless abilities, including energy transfer, instant teleportation, matter manipulation, life support, and so on. Almost every ability is extraordinary."

“We have just witnessed all the abilities you mentioned, so it seems Yang Le was not lying.”

Leonardo unconsciously clenched his fists; he was troubled by the power of the Mother Box.

"However, Yang Le also mentioned in the experimental log that the current mother box is just an experimental product, or rather a counterfeit, and its capabilities are far inferior to those of the real mother box."

Donatello flipped through the log and asked curiously, "I wonder who this Azmis he mentioned in the log is. I've never seen Yang Le praise anyone like this before."

“He said that under the same conditions, Azmith would probably have already figured out the real Mother Box, instead of being able to only make fakes like him.”

“He was a scientist; my dad said he invented the Omnitrix,” Cassandra explained. “He used to tell me stories about other universes as bedtime stories, and I remember them all.”

“If I could, I would really like to meet him,” Donatello said respectfully. “A scientist who pursues peace, I think we would have many things to talk about.”

“Um, let me warn you first.” Cassandra’s expression was strange. “My father said that Azmith is the kind of person who is better heard of than met in person; he actually has a bit of an odd temper.”

Ban 23 didn't join the conversation. He stood in front of the treatment pod where Michelangelo was lying. He and Michelangelo had the best relationship in the pod, to the point of being best buddies.

It's not hard to understand why Ban 23 and Michelangelo, both optimistic and fond of pursuing the latest trends, would naturally have a lot to talk about.

The two of them used to joke around and find ways to be lazy together, and over time they became good friends.

Seeing Ban 23 like this, Raphael could only pat him on the shoulder, silently comforting him. After all, he wasn't good at saying comforting words, and it was better to keep quiet than to say more. "Do you know Zul'an's location now?" Roy brought the topic back. "Although there's no immediate risk of enemies coming after us, I think it's necessary to keep an eye on his movements."

“I can try connecting to Cybertron’s surveillance system,” Cassandra said, walking back behind her desk. “But I’m also worried that Zul’an will track our location using the cameras.”

“Then let’s just monitor the area around us,” Roy said helplessly. “Since we can’t know the exact location of the enemy, at least we can issue an early warning, so we won’t be caught off guard by an attack.”

"But that guy has the ability to teleport, I wonder how useful that will be."

“It’s better to do something than nothing,” Cassandra said, and then followed Roy’s instructions to monitor the surrounding rooms.

"Let's continue our previous topic. Is there any way to deal with this mother box?"

Donatello found the answer to Leonardo's question after going through the entire experimental log.

"It's written here that normally the mother box doesn't have any real weaknesses, but someone with the necessary permissions can force it to shut down."

"Let me think... isn't this person with the authority Yang Le?" Raphael said irritably. "The key is that we still don't even know where he is."

"Not only that." Donatello's words immediately lifted the spirits of everyone present.

"There are three people with the authority: Yang Le, Wonder Woman Diana, and Cassandra."

“Me?” Cassandra pointed to herself.

“That doesn’t surprise me at all.” Roy finally smiled. “With your dad’s looks, I suspect you might even have the authority to remove his omnitrix.”

This was a joke, but it undoubtedly shows just how much Yang Le dotes on his daughter.

“A password is required to force shutdown the mother box,” Donatello said, frowning.

"The password is, Miska, Moska."

"The log says there was originally another part to the password, but it was deleted for some well-known reasons? Now the password only has these two sentences. Cassandra, do you know why?"

Cassandra shook her head, indicating that she didn't know. Her father's thinking was sometimes so unpredictable that she couldn't keep up with him.

"Now that we know the password, it's time to go smash that damn anvil!"

Raphael clenched his fists in front of his chest; he was seething with anger and just waiting for an outlet to vent it.

"But even if we turn off the Mother Box, we still can't get rid of that guy's armor."

Roy voiced his concerns, and at that moment, Ban 23, who had been silent all along, stepped forward.

"Don't worry, I'm sure that guy has fused himself into a solid sculpture. You absolutely won't find a single sophisticated electronic component inside."

“As long as we close that wooden box, he will suffocate on his own.”

(End of this chapter)