The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 146: A call for help beyond time and space, and the X-Men?

"Sorry, sorry." Yang Le scratched his head. "This feels great. I feel like I have endless energy now."

Yang Le looked at his four arms. Unlike the original four-armed Tyrannosaurus, the arms of the four-armed Tyrannosaurus were covered with a layer of scales, which greatly improved the defense without reducing the speed.

The little warrior nodded and said, "Indeed, in terms of strength alone, the four-armed Tyrannosaurus can even compete with the Colossal Giant."

“I feel invincible.”

Yang Le clashed his fists together in front of his chest. The enormous force even produced a shock wave, which knocked the little warrior away.

"Ouch!" The little warrior fell to the ground, rubbed his head and said unhappily.

"Be careful, the Gavins are not known for their strength."

"Private Marseille." Yang Le apologized to the little warrior in a gentle and easygoing manner.

"Forget it, you'd better get out of here. If you keep going like this, you'll have to tear down this lab."

The little warrior got up and pointed to the time and space flywheel beside him. Yang Le also felt that what the little warrior said made sense, so he immediately canceled his transformation and turned back into a harmless human being. He walked to the time and space flywheel in three or two steps.

"Come to think of it, it's been a while since I last used you."

Yang Le touched the surface of the space-time flywheel and found that there was no dust. After all, he still cleaned it frequently.

I opened the flywheel's hatch, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at the familiar cockpit in front of me. I couldn't help but think of the scene when I first rode it.

He shook his head and pushed the thoughts out of his mind. Instead of reminiscing here, he would rather go home early and see the real person.

After skillfully starting the flywheel and inputting the coordinates, Yang Le gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Target, Universe 65B, ready to go, 3, 2, 1."

As the countdown ended, accompanied by the distortion of space, the space-time flywheel disappeared from its original place.

----split line----

Once again returning to the bizarre space-time tunnel, although the 65B universe was not his real hometown, Yang Le really felt eager to return home at this time.

Maybe it’s because there are people waiting for me to come back.

Yang Le couldn't help but think of a certain Miss Spider. He felt happy but also a little scared. He really couldn't think of any way to reduce the other party's anger.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Yang Le sighed, and at the same time continued to mentally prepare himself.

At this moment, Yang Le was like a worker who was taking a train home. He felt excited but also a little scared.

Suddenly, a message popped up on Flywheel's screen, which really shocked Yang Le. He didn't expect to receive a message in the time tunnel.

It seems to be emitted by a creature with space-time abilities.

Yang Le clicked on the message without any hesitation. Instead of thinking about it, he decided to check the answer directly.

The message was brief and the meaning was clear. One could almost understand its meaning at a glance. However, even with such content, Yang Le frowned after reading it.

SOS.

A short three-letter word, its meaning is self-explanatory, Earth's international distress signal.

A creature with the power of time and space, sending out a distress signal.

"This is really interesting." Even Yang Le couldn't help but murmur inwardly, even biting his nails, even though he had clearly given up this bad habit a long time ago. This feeling hadn't appeared in a long time since he got the Omnitrix. Fear and curiosity, this feeling hadn't appeared in a long time.

"Should I go take a look?" Yang Le just had this thought in his mind, but he rejected it.

Anyone who possesses the ability to travel through time and space is definitely not a weakling. Such a person would send out a distress signal. There is no need for him to wade into this muddy water.

It's like you suddenly saw a distress signal in Lop Nur at night. No one knows you saw it, and whether to save it depends entirely on your own will. No one will blame you except your own conscience.

This is indeed a test of human nature.

Yang Le's eyes flickered, he bit his fingers lightly, and finally started cursing.

"TMD!"

Yang Le slammed the steering wheel hard, then changed the destination without saying a word.

And the new destination is where the distress signal came from.

If it were in the past, Yang Le might have stayed outside, but after seeing Pietro running desperately to risk his life for his compatriots, for some reason, whenever he thought of sitting back and watching, the other person's running back would appear in his mind.

"You'd better teach me a lesson." Yang Le muttered in a low voice.

"It's more profound, so unforgettable that I can forget that figure."

Just like that, Yang Le headed to that coordinate while muttering constantly.

This coordinate has not been marked yet because he has not yet figured out the number of this universe, but since he has the coordinate, Yang Le is too lazy to bother.

Because the distance was very close, it didn't take long for Yang Le to reach the coordinate universe, pass through the gate, and arrive at the target universe.

As soon as he arrived in that universe, Yang Le's brows furrowed even deeper because he found himself surrounded.

The people surrounding him were all old acquaintances, or rather, he was familiar with them unilaterally.

Beast, Havoc, Cannonball, Petra, Colossus, and Storm are all from the X-Men.

This was really shocking, but what was even more shocking was their appearance, which was why Yang Le frowned.

Decayed, dilapidated, and incomplete are not exaggerations at all to describe them. Their bodies are covered in congealed blood, and pieces of rotten flesh hang from the corners of the mouths of some of them.

Some of them even have incomplete limbs. When combined with the image of superheroes in his mind, it is no exaggeration to say that they are a children's cult.

"Someone is coming." Shockwave said in a hoarse voice. The sound was like a nail scratching on a blackboard, which made people shudder and their hair stand on end.

In fact, it was shocking that he could speak. After all, his neck was broken, connected by only a few strands of flesh, and even his jaw was missing, not to mention the exposed gums. Seeing this made Yang Le's stomach acid surge and his stomach cramp.

"Fresh...meat!" The beast was now truly worthy of his nickname. His eyes, which should have been filled with wisdom, now only had one emotion left - hunger, a desire for flesh and blood.

"Be careful." Storm floated down from the sky. She was missing one leg and had no clothes on her body, only a few pieces of cloth hanging on her body.

But she could not arouse any desire in people. Her torn abdomen and intestines floating in the wind made people feel fear. At this moment, she was no different from the legendary banshee.

"We still need the machine he's sitting on, don't break it."

Faced with these terrifying superheroes, Yang Le swallowed his saliva and then laughed dryly.

"I knew I would regret it."

(End of this chapter)