American comics: Random transformations

When the light dissipated, twelve beautiful ladies, ahem, twelve Angewomon, appeared in their place.

However, seemingly due to the excessive holy power infused by the Digital World, they, as the side of justice, were somewhat hostile towards the Impmon.

If it weren't for the authority of Administrator Kowalski suppressing them, they would have already fired their arrows!

Let's mourn for three seconds for the Impmon's miserable future.

Impmon: You're so great, so noble, you have the ability to conjure them, why don't you just chase them away! In the end, the Impmon bear everything.

However, with the emergence of Holy-type Digimon, the Digital World became even more powerful, even the pure white space expanded by more than double.

The planet beneath their feet was also unknowingly expanding to nearly one-third its original size. The planet, which was originally only red, now occasionally had some white areas.

Kowalski, the administrator, knew best that those were new scenes, snow mountains. Later, Angewomon's palace would appear.

......

Looking at these Angewomon, who were beautiful but had fierce eyes, Tian Xiaoban felt somewhat speechless.

"Kowalski, can you adjust them a bit? If they want to hate, let them hate those of the same level! Don't bully the little ones! This is a newbie village, not a place for them to run wild!"

Kowalski nodded, and the data stream in his eyes flashed, finding that it couldn't be modified. Because now, the entire Digital World only had these twelve newly born Holy Digimon, and all the energy was accumulated here.

For this kind of situation where the holy energy was too abundant, either help them now to evolve directly, or create more Holy-type Digimon to alleviate the power of justice in this world.

Now, he could only instantly teleport this group of Angewomon with excessive holy power to other places.

Each Angewomon had a snow mountain temple of their own.

......

"Damn, where did you send them?"

Tian Xiaoban was speechless. After they evolved, he didn't even have time to try out their feel before they suddenly disappeared!

Kowalski shrugged and spread out its flippers, with a helpless expression:

"They've been sent to confinement, there's no way to modify it. This is the world's problem, not their problem. Once I create another batch of Holy-type Digimon, it can be alleviated."

Tian Xiaoban gasped: "Hiss... Luckily, I'm fast enough, otherwise, wouldn't I be forced to become a butcher by this world!"

"It won't come to that!" Kowalski waved his flippers. "I'm not sure why the Digital World advocates balance. So, however many evil Digimon are born, the newly created Holy-type Digimon will eliminate those Digimon to maintain the balance of this world."

If you are forced by the world, I will help you change it back! Believe me, I'm also fast!

"Then I thank you," Tian Xiaoban thanked perfunctorily. There was no way around it, he felt a little uncomfortable that he didn't get to touch the angel beauties he had in hand, which was normal.

"OK, charging is complete, transform!"

Boom!

Green light flashed, and a hero appeared.

This time it was...

"Huh? The perspective is so low, and the voice is weird too."

He immediately turned to look in the mirror.

"A Minion? Emmm, does this thing even count as a lifeform! Tough and unkillable, and can even go to space... It's simply the perfect tool! Kowalski, replicate!"

......

The development of the Digital World was in order.

The other universes also had their own unique wonders.

In the Pokémon world, Celestial Garfielf created a planet for them. Relying on Mew's omnipotent genes and Groudon, the Lord of the Land's care, they naturally evolved their own Pokémon ecosystem. In short, it was peaceful and harmonious, a warm and happy place.

The universe of the Celestial Gods next door was much more lively. The newly born little Celestial Gods continued Garfielf's will, continuing to evolve the universe and create planets.

That is, they were constantly expanding their universe. For them, creating planets and destroying planets were innate powers.

But Garfielf's body was too big, too big! Even if they kept creating planets and filling this universe, it might not satisfy Garfielf.

So, in these short few days, their internal clans were divided into two factions: one faction said they liked creating planets and just kept creating; the other faction said they needed to destroy planets, destroying unqualified planets, and letting the destroyed planets give birth to clansmen. Then, they would free up the space to create again, so that the high-quality planets they created could satisfy Garfielf.

As for how to judge what a qualified planet was? The few planets that Garfielf left behind when he created the Celestial Gods universe were perfect templates.

However, after all, the birth of these Celestial Gods races was only an accident, but it was undeniable that they saved Garfielf a lot of time in creating planets.

As for Garfielf, he only needed to act like a hardworking porter, taking away some planets that he thought were good and sending them to other worlds! To allow these worlds to develop in a balanced way.

The world of Pokémon, that perfect planet of life, came about in this way!

When Garfielf was creating and kneading planets in the Celestial Gods world, when he made a relatively good one, he would take it out and send it to the neighboring universe to help them develop. As for those that failed to create, while destroying the planet, some small Celestial Gods would also be accidentally derived.

As for the world of Gourmet Demons, this was really an accident. Celestial God Garfielf was very happy eating Gourmet Demons. He didn't know how much he had eaten, but he had eaten a lot, a lot.

So much so that the "Demon Snacks" were undigested in his stomach, accumulating into a lump and producing a special reaction with the gourmet cells in his body. Then that area became the current Gourmet Demon Realm.

Unlike the other worlds, this area was constantly collapsing and reorganizing, like digesting and growing flesh in the stomach.

This was like the rules of hell that Garfielf could never peel away after being transformed by the rules of hell. No matter how he peeled it away, the rules of this hell reappeared on him like maggots on bones. This area was fused with the rules of hell in his body, it could not be peeled away or removed.

Chapter 148 Development of the Primitive Planet

Also, there was the Primitive Planet.

The residence of the Kryptonian Eternals allowed the best area on this primitive planet to develop rapidly.

The Eternals' ability to survive by absorbing cosmic rays meant that they would hardly consume energy in Garfielf's body!

The inexhaustible cosmic energy and their super powers.

Allowed them to develop rapidly and quickly build their Kryptonian city-states.

Even so, their team of more than a hundred people. Staying in this new city of several thousand square kilometers, it seemed very empty, relying entirely on some intelligent machines to make this empty city look less deserted.

......

On the primitive planet, besides the Kryptonians, there were also many naturally derived lives, whose appearances were similar to those of Earth species.

Moreover, these naturally born lives all received the blessings left by the Star Forger Dragon King on the primitive star. Every life that opened its intelligence was a natural mage.

Except for the Kryptonians, because they had a relatively complete cultural heritage, they quickly built city-states.

And these naturally born lives mostly huddled together in the form of tribes to keep warm, which could be regarded as the seedlings of civilization.

There are also many races that Garfield created using his own genes, or creatures he casually grabbed from other universes. They may not have high intelligence, but they can enrich the ecosystem of this world.

The Primal Star is large enough for the races of several other universes to reproduce. The Kryptonian Eternals still have a long way to go to unify the Primal Star.

There's no need to worry about these races mixing together and causing problems, because these universes are all within the body of the Celestial Garfield. If problems arise, Garfield will assess their severity to determine whether he needs to intervene and modify things.

Moreover, the World Tree will eventually connect these universes. Therefore, Garfield might as well act sooner to see if these creatures can survive in other universes, and collect some data in case any problems arise after the World Tree connects different worlds.

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On the Primal Star, the largest of the thirteen continents is named "Eternal Continent" by the Kryptonian Eternals.

The Kryptonian Empire has already been built there.

The suspended fortress in the center of the empire is also the new Kryptonian center here.

However, given the current shortage of personnel, they don't have any Kryptonian Elders or anything like that. Instead, they have Clinton Hicks, who was promoted from adjutant to general.

They don't have time to elect Kryptonian Elders right now. What they really need is to create an environment that can sustain their survival.

General Clinton stood on the top-floor balcony of the fortress, looking down at the results they had achieved in the past few weeks.

Hearing movement behind him, he asked the subordinate who entered without turning his head, "What's the progress?"

The adjutant saluted and began to report: "General, we have already built thirty Kryptonian-ecological nurseries!

The Mech-Guard has also reached mass production and is being deployed in the construction of the city-state.

Large-scale engineering mechs have also reached the minimum number for land reclamation. Once the clansmen exploring the outside return, we can begin large-scale land reclamation and city construction!"

The adjutant's tone was very excited. He was very optimistic about the future of this planet, and he was also very optimistic about the future of Krypton.

Now these surviving Kryptonians are full of hope for the future!

Moreover, they have Kryptonian warships. As long as they build laboratories and factories, replicating a Krypton is entirely possible.

The only problem is that a huge, six-eyed giant often appears inexplicably in the outer space of this planet, and then observes them as if watching an ecological experiment.

However, they don't feel any hostility towards that giant. Instead, being observed by him gives them a sense of shame mixed with honor.

It's... a strange feeling, but they can't quite put their finger on what's strange about it. After all, being peeped at by a guy who looks threatening every few days is uncomfortable for any living being, let alone Kryptonians, who have a highly developed sense of shame.

So, in most cases, these Kryptonian Eternals just pretend they didn't see anything, and then silently walk into their little houses, out of sight, out of mind.

Clinton nodded. After becoming a general, he had been studying General Zod, learning his posture and demeanor, remaining serious and unsmiling.

"Very good! What about the exploration team?"

"The estimated return time is five days! This planet is incredibly vast, three times larger than our destroyed homeworld!"

The adjutant's tone remained impassioned: "General, with this initial condition, we, the surviving Kryptonians, can develop this planet to be even more glorious than our homeworld!"

"I know, and I believe in you all! Go!"

"Yes!"

The adjutant floated up. His bio-field allowed him to take off silently and continue working in other office areas.

Because they can fly, most of the residences they build are in mid-air.

Of course, a small ecological garden was also built on the ground. Eleven hundred Earthlings live in mass-produced bungalows built by the Kryptonian Eternals.

Originally, there were one thousand one hundred and three Earthlings, but because the Kryptonian Eternals didn't have a clear understanding of these physically weak Earthlings, one misoperation led to three people having their bones broken by their terrifying strength. The screams were loud, and the Kryptonian Eternals, annoyed by the noise, killed them.

With those three serving as a warning, the remaining people were more docile than sheep.

The Kryptonian city-state is very large, and the Kryptonian Eternals currently have too few people to work, so pregnant female Kryptonian Eternals fly around the city-state.

The Kryptonian Eternals' attitude towards the Earthlings is similar to that of a zoo raising animals, keeping these Earthlings. People in the zoo, except for the fear of being killed, live a very comfortable life.

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The exploration team, one person per group, carries various Kryptonian detection equipment.

They set off from the Kryptonian Empire, divided into multiple routes. According to the predictions of the super AI, it would take about five days for them to survey the entire surface of the planet.

"On a primitive planet without technology, we can only use this clumsy method."

The above statement is impossible. With their technology, they can launch satellites at any time if they want to, or have their Kryptonian warships send signals covering the entire planet.

So the main reason is:

If drones are used for detection, then the power of the Kryptonian Eternals cannot be demonstrated.

In their database, it is very likely that intelligent life has already been born on such a perfect planet.

And what they have to do is either make those intelligent life forms surrender, or beat them into submission!

Mech-soldiers, in this pioneering period, should stay in the Kryptonian city-state and continue construction!

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Jimmy Eisen, one of the exploration team members, as a former soldier on a Kryptonian warship, meticulously carried out the general's orders.

Flying in mid-air, he had a mech-soldier floating on each side. All his equipment was stored in the bodies of the mech-soldiers.

The mech-soldiers acted as detectors, communicators, and emergency weapon depots.

[Warning, intelligent life forms are gathering 20,000 meters ahead. Civilization level assessed as low. Initiate contact?]

Jimmy Eisen had encountered this type of reminder many times along the way. From the initial encounters with intelligent cats, dogs, flowers..., Jimmy Eisen was now very calm and would no longer be shocked by the appearance of strange monster species.

"F*ck, what the hell is that thing!"

But this time was different, this time he had really never seen it before!

This time he flew near a volcano, and here, humanoid creatures composed entirely of lava were creating a civilization.

A tribe of fire people! The volcano is their tribe.

Jimmy Eisen observed for nearly five minutes before slowly flying towards them.

The fire people, seeing a strange-looking guy flying down from the sky, immediately became alert and quickly gathered together.

"Get out! Don't force us to freak out!"

The fire person leading the shout not only had flames on his head, but also flames and black smoke rising from his shoulders like two volcanoes. He seemed to be the strongest among these fire people! He should be a leader or something.