American comics: Random transformations

Tian Xiaoban clutched his head, enduring the pain. "Ouch, ouch, ouch! What the heck is this drug? It's so potent!"

Once the throbbing in his head subsided, Tian Xiaoban found himself locked in a storage compartment within a warehouse. Ridiculous! There was even a broom and mop!

"Damn, they couldn't even clean up before locking me in!"

Through a barred window, he could see into the room next to the warehouse. Selina was also imprisoned there, chained to a chair.

It was like an interrogation suite. Sitting across the interrogation table was a… fat little dwarf? (Estimated to be the same height as Tian Xiaoban now.) He was gnawing on a fish, relishing every bite.

Facing Selina was the Penguin.

Selina also seemed to have just woken up.

Remembering Selina's words before he lost consciousness, Tian Xiaoban muttered:

"Damn, I'm this old, and it's the first time I've been kidnapped! And, the Penguin is actually this bold! He even dares to kidnap Catwoman. Doesn't he know she's protected by Batman?"

After complaining, he heard voices.

Sounds were coming from over there, with a slight echo. Judging by the progress of the threatening words, the Penguin was probably about to explain his reasons. Tian Xiaoban sat by the window, carefully eavesdropping.

"Catwoman, I need you to go to a place. Don't worry, just to check some information."

"No, I have absolutely no interest! Is this how you ask for help? Penguin, you're getting worse and worse. You're even resorting to petty thug kidnapping methods!"

"Didn't those petty thug methods manage to catch you, the master thief? The Gotham police, with all their resources, couldn't achieve what a few thugs easily did, ha ha ha."

Selina instantly bristled. This was humiliating! If she wasn't careful, those thugs could use her reputation to climb the ladder!

She exclaimed, "Shit, is that your attitude, Penguin?! You…"

What followed was a long string of unique Gotham curse words. Tian Xiaoban felt like he was listening to black people RAP. Catwoman was quite talented.

The Penguin didn't back down either. When Catwoman paused to catch her breath, he retorted with a barrage of curse-filled RAP. His speed and rhythm were even faster. As expected of a leader, his tongue was sharp.

The two of them cursed at each other for nearly an hour, finally exhausting themselves.

A quick-witted henchman stepped forward and poured red wine. The Penguin took it, gulping down a mouthful to recover, then instructed, "Pour her a glass too! Don't pretend, Catwoman. These chains can't hold you. Have a drink before we talk."

"Clang, clang!"

The thin chains fell to the ground. Selina twisted her wrists, which had been tied for too long, then picked up a wine glass and took a big gulp.

"Tell me what the task is. Whether I do it depends on my mood."

"You should have heard of this."

Then, in a strange tone, the Penguin began to sing a Gotham nursery rhyme:

"Beware the Court of Owls, that watches all the time,

Ruling Gotham from shadowed perch, behind granite and lime.

They watch you at your hearth, they watch you in your bed,

Speak not a whispered word of them, or they'll send the Talon for your head."

Selina's pupils constricted in fear. She exclaimed, "Are you crazy?! You want to provoke the Court of Owls?!"

The Penguin slammed the table in anger!

"They're the ones provoking me! I've been working with them for half a year! Every time, it's a losing business. In the end, those Owls attacked my Iceberg Lounge, killed my men, and threatened me! I can't stand it!"

"?" Selina gave him a look of utter disbelief. "Then what do you want to do? Going against them is suicide! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Chapter 8: A Sudden Change in Style - Genes

"Don't worry, I just want you to help me steal some of their dirt! The Court of Owls is organized by Gotham's wealthiest. Each of them has enough dirt on them to bring them down! Then, I can use that dirt to negotiate with them…"

Selina shook her head violently, interrupting the Penguin's brainless rant:

"Heh heh, no no no! I won't participate in this stupid plan! I still want to live in Gotham, not seek death!"

Selina stood up to leave, not looking back.

The Penguin tried to persuade her with words:

"Haven't you ever thought that with the dirt on those guys, you could control them! Think about it, if the Court of Owls became your thing! All of Gotham would have to listen to you!"

Hearing his boss's words, the henchmen naturally stopped Catwoman.

Selina curled her lip in disdain. She felt that the Penguin's brain was definitely messed up!

Trying to use unequal power to threaten the other party's interests and obtain something you can't control is stupid! Really stupid!

"Penguin, is your brain filled with Joker gas? No wonder it's full of madness and waste!

Black Mask didn't dare to target the Court of Owls when he was at his peak. What makes you think you can? With that laughable dirt? Or because you're the Penguin? Hahahaha, don't be ridiculous!

They can create your power with a snap of their fingers. You want to use something they can create with a snap of their fingers to threaten them? Idiot!"

Tian Xiaoban, who was eavesdropping, felt his eyebrows twitch. He felt like he shouldn't be listening to this conversation, which would require a cleanup.

'Damn, what's going on?! Is the Penguin in this world this crazy? He dares to provoke the Court of Owls?!'

Thinking of the major events involved with the Court of Owls, Tian Xiaoban felt his scalp tingle.

The Penguin wasn't angry at being scolded by Catwoman. He knew he seemed a little crazy now, but in fact, he had anticipated Catwoman's reaction:

"Hahaha, Selina, Selina, I wouldn't be stupid enough to hold onto something so dangerous myself. Have you forgotten the Big Bat?"

At these words, Selina frowned: "Batman? You want to drag him into this! Even if he participates, he might not be able to win against the Court of Owls!"

The Penguin smiled slyly and said in a cheerful tone: "How can you say I'm dragging him into it? Doesn't he think he's the Dark Knight?

I'm just a concerned citizen, just letting the righteous Bat know that there's such a large dark organization in the city he protects. Hehe...

A crazy organization that relies on kidnapping vagrants, orphans, and the mentally ill for human experiments. The Bat doesn't care if they have money or not.

I think he'll be very interested."

Selina was silent. Indeed, Batman was that kind of person. Even knowing it was a trap, he would still do it!

After thinking for a moment, Selina felt that Batman would eventually face the Owls, so it would be good to help him collect some evidence first.

"Which families do you want me to steal from?"

The Penguin, seeing Catwoman relent, unhesitatingly revealed the wealthy families he had been collaborating with for the past six months, all of whom were members of the Court of Owls!

"The Bowles family, the Moya family, the Elliot family, these are the families whose members I've been dealing with."

Selina mentally noted these families, saying, "Alright, I'll take some time these next few days to investigate! Now you can release him!"

"Who?" The Penguin blinked, then chuckled, "Oh ho ho ho, that little boy, hahaha, rest assured, he's very safe here! After you complete your task, I'll release him!"

Selina thought: That's fine too! Anyway, that brat is capable of escaping on his own. With that strange watch, he can definitely run. Staying here for a few days is good, saves me the trouble. She then remembered the safe house that had been blown up, and her temper flared somewhat.

Suppressing her emotions, Selina nodded and turned to leave, this time without any clueless underlings trying to stop her.

'So… easy to talk to?'

Now it was the Penguin's turn to feel dejected. As the saying goes, ask for the sky and settle for the ground. He had planned to use Ben Tennyson as a bargaining chip to strike another deal with Catwoman, but she left so readily.

"Hehe, I knew it, Catwoman and Batman must be an item! So eager to help Batman collect evidence. The little boy is just a toy, how could he be Catwoman's lover? Trying to bargain with that kid, it seems, won't work."

The eight burly men exchanged glances and smiled knowingly at the Penguin's humorous teasing.

Ben Tennyson, eavesdropping nearby: "… …"

"Damn, why are you saying it so loud! It's not like many people are listening! He's definitely doing it on purpose! Penguin, you just wait!"

Ben Tennyson trembled with anger, already planning to find an opportunity to ambush the Penguin and beat him up!

"Little broken watch, I know you have intelligence, even if it's not much. But! I'm facing a group of very bad, very bad people right now. Give it your all, give me a gene that can help me escape, understand? OK?"

The green light emitted by the Omnitrix flickered, as if saying: Understood.

Ben Tennyson didn't know if this would work, so he simply activated the Omnitrix. After the core rose, he didn't twist it, and just pressed it down!

"Boom!"

A bright green light erupted, uncontrollably bursting out from the storage room.

"What the hell was that?"

The Penguin and his men all felt that everything in their sight suddenly turned green, and the place where the green light came from was… the storage room where the kid was locked up!

"You, go see what happened!"

"Yes." × 8

The eight burly men ran towards the storage room. When they looked inside through the window, they discovered that it was completely empty!

The person was gone!

"Boss, the kid ran away!"

"What!!! Then what are you waiting for, hurry and chase after him!"

"But… but boss."

One of the burly men stuttered, "There are no signs of forced entry. The kid just vanished into thin air! Even if we wanted to search, we wouldn't know where to start!"

The Penguin waddled over quickly on his lame leg.

When the Penguin saw that there were no signs of forced entry in the storage room, he was dumbfounded.

How could a person so big just turn into a fly and fly away?

… … … …

At this moment, beneath the floor of the storage room, a very square… … humanoid creature was frantically digging through the stone with his invincible right hand.

Ben Tennyson had been transformed by the Omnitrix into a terrifying, very terrifying, extremely terrifying creature.

The creature's name was Steve!

(MC Steve, a blocky person with brown skin, purple eyes, wearing a cyan shirt and purple-blue jeans!

He has many titles: Interdimensional Wanderer, Dragon Slayer, Swift Runner, Earth Digger, Block Controller, Sleepless One, World Destroyer!)

His invincible right hand can break anything, and everything can be mined. Anything broken by his right hand will turn into blocks!

Steve's power is terrifying. He can mine over 5 tons of blocks per second, and can carry these 5 tons of blocks around at will, and can build safe fortresses thousands of meters underground.

Not only that, Steve can also use various blocks to create anything he wants! It's no exaggeration to say he's a creator god!

Ben Tennyson is now Steve!

Unfortunately, the transformation time is limited!

At this moment, Ben Tennyson was suppressing his various impulses, afraid that he would mess things up and destroy the earth!

"Calm down! Calm down! Ben Tennyson, calm down! The little broken watch is being so helpful, I have to escape quickly before the transformation time runs out!

After getting out, I'll build myself a large shelter!

It's best if it's strong, strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion! That way, I'll never be afraid of not having a place to live again!"

At this moment, from Ben Tennyson's perspective, everything was familiar from his previous life. The whole world was in a pixelated style, and everything was angular.

Below his field of vision, there were even quick keys. As long as Ben Tennyson moved his mind, he could click to use the things in the quick keys!

He had already dug a path, and there were already 37 dirt blocks in his character's backpack.

When Steve was digging under the floor of the Penguin's warehouse, he also filled it in for him, so the Penguin couldn't find any flaws.

Below the cement floor was sand and dirt. Steve's right hand swung frantically like a pile driver, crushing the dirt in minutes. Under the modification of a special force, the dirt turned into dirt blocks that could float on the ground.

As long as Steve got close, the dirt blocks would be automatically collected into his backpack!

"I dug down five blocks, and then dug in the opposite direction of the warehouse…" Steve glanced at his backpack, dirt blocks 40, "Um, I dug 35 blocks in the opposite direction, now let's look up!"

He broke the dirt above his head, and the dirt blocks were automatically collected into his backpack. He knocked out a trapezoidal passage upwards.

When Steve came out, it was already dawn! Thinking about the time he spent digging the hole, it hadn't even been more than ten minutes, it seems he was knocked out for quite a long time.

Looking around again, his vision was full of trees!

All trees! Ah—!

What does this represent? This means that Steve is about to rise!

"To get rich, first chop trees!"

The unchanging truth that every MC player will always remember, memories engraved in DNA!