I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

He was in a panic, extremely anxious. Losing his chair meant he had become just another ordinary person with the wisdom and mortal nature of a common man.

Metron, finding Deadpool easy to talk to, leaned closer, still unwilling to give up, and said, "Deadpool, could you please plead with him for me and give me back my chair? You know who I am, right? I am the God of Knowledge within the Walls, possessing all knowledge and the secrets of the universe. If you help me get my chair back, I will definitely repay you handsomely. You know, many gods want me to join them..."

Deadpool: "..."

What a joke! You want me to plead for you? Do you think Ye Ritian is so easy to talk to? We're complete strangers, and you're asking me to help you like that? Besides, the benefits you're offering are too cheap. Do you think I, Deadpool, am comparable to those inferior gods? They want you to join them, but I don't want you to join me. You and they are all ants in my eyes…

Deadpool shook his head: "No, no, no, Metron, Ye Ritian might not kill you because he still thinks you're useful, but that's absolutely not a license for you to act recklessly. It's impossible for me to plead for you, and besides, your request is far too paltry..."

I shoved Metron away, trying to get as far away from this scoundrel as possible. If Ye Ritian misunderstood that I had feelings for him, I might get crushed.

Metron gritted his teeth and insisted, "Think about it again. I am the god of knowledge... If you help me... the benefits will be enormous!"

Deadpool quickly dodged away, getting away from this troublemaker. If you want to die, don't fucking come looking for me. Do you think we can afford to offend Ye Ritian?

Deadpool runs ahead, and Mettron chases after him.

"..."

Ye Ritian watched all this with unusual silence. The two of them ran around on the boat, and anyone who didn't know better would think they were a couple chasing each other!

This Metatron, even at this point, still hasn't forgotten to use the god of knowledge to fool people. What a pretentious show-off! He can't stand not showing off for a day.

"Metrolon, you're not allowed to go into that room. You'll stay outside and guard the ship. If you dare to run, I'll break your legs...!" Ye Ritian pointed at the small wooden house on the ship and said to Metrolon coldly and ruthlessly.

"You...you go too far!"

Metron was numb. He stopped chasing Deadpool. Despite his cursing, he obediently went to a corner by the ship and lay down, curled up, showing everyone his back. His hands were placed in front of him, and he seemed to be doing something. His body twitched.

This action...covering her face and crying!

A man doesn't easily shed tears.

Deadpool was speechless: "Just cry, why be so lewd?"

Is it possible that Deadpool is overthinking things? That he himself is mentally unstable?

Ye Ritian and Deadpool returned to the villa. The people inside glanced at the commotion outside and lost interest. They didn't care what Ye Ritian did; the ship's defenses were maxed out, and they weren't afraid of any powerful enemies invading.

in the room

Ye Ritian pondered the matter of the Möbius Chair alone, and frowned.

"Mobius discarded the chair, so the timeline progresses to the point where he found the terrifying anti-life equation in the antimatter universe..."

The Anti-Life Equation is arguably one of DC's most powerful weapons. This formula is born from the very opposite of all life. By killing countless life forms, one can obtain even greater power from the Anti-Life Equation.

Ye Ritian slowly sat down in the chair, gripped the armrest, and carefully felt the vast amount of knowledge and concepts that were mysteriously transmitted to his mind.

At this moment, he seemed to be the new generation's god of knowledge, Ye Ritian!

Outside the ship, Metron looked into the cabin with tears welling up in his eyes. He seemed to sense something from the depths of his being, and said dejectedly, "Someone has taken my chair..."

How could someone other than me dare to trample on my beloved chair? No, chair, I'm so sorry, I failed to protect you properly, leaving you to be violated by thieves...

My heart is broken!

Inside the room, Ye Ritian felt the super computer chair. In the original timeline, one of Batman's strongest forms sat in this chair and became the "God of Knowledge"!

The vast and boundless knowledge captivated Batman, almost causing him to lose himself. He was inseparable from his chair, indulging in a life of pleasure and neglect. In the end, it took the entire Justice League to forcibly pull Batman off the chair, thus preventing the situation from escalating further.

Batman also wanted to use the Möbius Chair to figure out the Joker's true identity, but unexpectedly learned that there are three Jokers in the world!

"No wonder it's a chair made by the Anti-Monitor; you almost broke even Batman..."

Ye Ritian joked, adjusted his posture, crossed his legs, and sat comfortably in the chair, looking relaxed and carefree.

Now, he has steered the spaceship through the main universe, wandering through countless star systems and nebulae, revealing itself and awaiting further developments. Everything seems to be on track, but in reality, it is the most unconventional timeline...

A few weeks later!

……

During this time, to everyone's surprise, Hulk and Metron became friends. Hulk's lack of intelligence and ignorance gave Metron a sense of superiority.

Hulk occasionally comes out to play with Metatron. Sometimes Ye Ritian sits outside the fairy ship, looking up at the starry sky and the countless stars. The starlight makes him sigh that this is the universe and life. He then listens to two songs, "The Banished Immortal" and "Playful Flower".

time flies.

this day

Suddenly, Ye Ritian sensed a powerful aura coming from outside the ship. A strong fluctuation suddenly spread out invisibly, and Ye Ritian looked up in confusion.

船外

A great and supreme god stood there, gazing deeply at the wooden divine ship before him. His entire body radiated a deep blue luster. He was a bald, blue-bodied man with a circular mark on his forehead. This was a great quantum god.

Ye Ritian's face was icy cold: "Heh! So it's you, you little trash! Dr. Manhattan!"

This guy was originally an ordinary scientist. He was suddenly attacked by a burst of various energies that mixed together and entered his body, tearing apart his body and cellular genetic tissue. These effects caused him to mutate unexpectedly. He can also be understood as a product born from an experimental explosion... similar to the Marvel Molecule Man.

Ye Ritian pondered: "A quantum body, huh? It is indeed a bit troublesome. Should I use my idealism to manifest a quantum superman to deal with it... Everyone has their own expertise..."

The terrifying aspect of quantum gods is that they are non-material and non-life forms, making them difficult to kill or defeat. They can easily separate themselves into identical forms, each with its own independent thought patterns and will, as well as its own clear concepts and values. Each of them is an entity, an independent existence.

Quantum Superman is an exceptionally transcendent figure among all superheroes, having reconstructed his body, which is entirely azure blue.

Unlike other Supermen, he is just like Manhattan, having lost his body in an experiment and accidentally becoming a quantum god, thus giving birth to Quantum Superman.

Quantum Superman has two extremely unique and overpowered abilities.

First, like Dr. Manhattan, he can differentiate into a large number of identical clones, each of which is an independent and transcendent being with its own spiritual will and cognitive perspective, and is the original body.

Secondly, it can subtly link to the ultimate avatar DC, communicating with the "Master Watcher," which is extremely terrifying, allowing direct dialogue with the ultimate!

Like Manhattan, Quantum Superman gradually loses his humanity and is controlled by divinity over time. He does not quarrel with his clones, have conflicts, jealousy, selfishness, or hate these ridiculous things.

These all belong to the realm of humanity. They are gods, long since devoid of childish emotions like comparing, cursing, and hating with their avatars. They only instinctively explore the mysteries of the universe, delve into the enigmas of the cosmos, and engage in philosophical contemplation…

in the universe

Manhattan is presented in this space with the upper body of a naked man, as if showing off his perfect figure and strong physique to outsiders. But in Ye Ritian's eyes, he is a pervert who is not wearing clothes and pants, with only his private parts covered.

This isn't some quantum deity with the power of decomposition and recombination; it's a deity that's just playing dirty tricks.

Manhattan can control particles, manipulate molecules and atoms, read memories, create universes, and reassemble objects composed of molecules and atoms. It can crush tanks into scrap metal with a single grasp and grind them into powder with a gentle press of the palm. It also has microscopic vision, the ability to foresee the future, and the ability to create life, among other particle control abilities.

This guy is neither god nor not god; he transcends all concepts.

At this moment, he was looking at the immortal ship with a solemn expression, feeling an extremely terrifying supreme power and a vast system mixed with endless rules. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, while he automatically ignored the trashy god of knowledge, Metron, on the deck. He felt that he could kill this little bug with a single thought.

"This ship... is very strange. It was hidden very well, but I still found it. This Noah's Ark doesn't belong to the DC universe..." Manhattan murmured.

He comes from the Watchmen universe, born from an experimental accident that transformed him into a quantum god. His real name is Jonathan Osterman, a scientist whose physical body was destroyed in an accident, but whose mind entered another realm. He reassembled his body in his original material world. He possesses abilities such as particle control, foresight, and shapeshifting.

The world is in a state of panic, but the alarm bells have been ringing in the thunder. The birth of Manhattan was a great scientific discovery. The bombshell was that God exists. He even participated in the battlefield and destroyed all the nuclear bombs. In order to make the enemy (SL) people fear him, the Americans named him Dr. Manhattan.

"This group of people of unknown origin has ruined my plans... Superman Ye Ritian?!"

Manhattan remained indifferent, showing neither joy nor sorrow. He was not angry at the intrusion and interference of the stranger, but merely curious about this new being who existed outside the various universe timelines: Superman.

I've never heard of a Superman with an Asian face and the surname Ye; that's so out of character for an American surname!

Swish!

Ye Ritian teleported in front of him, dressed in a Superman suit with a red levitation cape draped over his shoulders, sitting on the Möbius Chair, staring straight at Manhattan, and coldly rebuked him.

"Hey you over there, stop looking! I'm talking to you, you blue-glowing Smurf! Your ridiculous plan is childish! You're trying to secretly alter Superman's origin story in the main universe just to see if Superman can fall into corruption. What a grand scheme, and what utter folly!!"

Yeah, he really is a bald man, and he's not even wearing clothes. How many pretty girls is he trying to seduce? This is utterly depraved and inhumane!

This idiot exists outside of the realm of reality and virtuality, escaping into the quantum realm. He traveled from the Watchmen world to the DC timeline, where he witnessed the origins of countless Supermen, as well as their shared deaths and rebirths. This gave him a bold idea: to rewrite these story series and guide the main universe's Supermen to a new origin.

As a result, by sheer accident, a new universe 52 was born. This idiot really knows how to cause trouble.

Manhattan glanced at the chair the other person was sitting on.

"Is this what it told you?"

He hadn't expected the other party to know him so well; it was truly strange. If the god of knowledge had revealed all this to him, he wouldn't be surprised.

Ye Ritian said expressionlessly, "No, I found out this through my own methods. The perverted man who doesn't wear clothes, it seems your plan has been carried out. What are your thoughts?"

Manhattan frowned slightly. Calling me a pervert? Just because I'm not wearing clothes? I didn't even care about that.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, we're gods!

He nodded and said, "I have paid a lot. For him, I borrowed ten years of the main universe at all costs, erased the factors that led to the birth of the Justice Society, and used this to deduce and calculate many futures. I got the conclusion I wanted, but among these conclusions, you, an unnamed sequence product, Silver Superman Ye Ritian, were not included!"

puff!

Ye Ritian couldn't help but burst out laughing. Even gods lie? You call that borrowing? You call that stealing!

Secretly rewriting history and controlling the course of events—you call that borrowing? Whom did you borrow from? Did everyone agree to it?

Manhattan orchestrated a major event in "The Last Bell," tormenting Superman in the main universe and ultimately concluding that Superman is the core of the DC universe. The entire world exists because of him, and all story series, timelines, and divine developments revolve around him. He is the core of the entire universe; the world can exist without any other god, but it cannot exist without Superman.

Manhattan ignored Ye Ritian's mocking laughter, unaware of his thoughts, and continued...

"Ye Ritian, you... are very special. You are a brand new Superman. The power system within you is something I have never seen before. You surpass the Superman of most timelines. You are extraordinary!"

"Really? Shall we give you an award? You have a sharp eye and your diagnosis is like a god!" Ye Ritian said casually.

Snapped!

Ye Ritian sat in the chair, crossed his legs, pressed the trigger, used the Ultimate Eraser to light a Yellow Crane Tower cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a smoke ring.

boom!