American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 440 Allen and Zhen, Meeting Again

On the Kryptonian spaceship.

Fiora has been too afraid to cause trouble in the human world lately.

The Justice League and the Avengers have assembled a large number of superheroes to deal with the problem of the gods appearing. Now that she has led the Kryptonian beings to appear, isn't that just walking into a trap?

If the spaceship hadn't run out of power, she would have already considered running away with her people.

Humanity is about to be destroyed, so what's the point of staying? We might as well find another planet and start over.

Of course, a real problem lies ahead: to regain Kryptonian consciousness, the Kryptonian Codex, which is the gene pool integrated into Superman's body, must be retrieved.

Otherwise, it's all just empty talk.

When the Kryptonian warriors underwent gene editing, unnecessary reproductive capabilities were already eliminated.

Fiora is a woman and doesn't need chemical castration, but the corresponding emotional hormones are eliminated, so she basically won't have any physiological reactions between men and women.

However, the space between the legs of Kryptonian men is merely decorative.

That said, after encountering a mentally ill person, Fiora experienced the forbidden fruit for the first time, an indescribable experience that often made her feel hot all over when she thought about it during her rest.

At first, she thought she was cursed or that there was something wrong with her body.

A full-body examination in the Kryptonian medical pod revealed that hormone levels were dozens of times higher than before.

In layman's terms, they've entered their mating season.

bang...

"hateful!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Fiora slammed her fist on the table.

This immediately drew puzzled glances from the idle members of the clan.

Due to their status as the supreme commander, they dared not ask too many questions, but they sensed that Fiora was becoming increasingly irritable.

Bang!

Another sound.

However, the direction of the sound is different.

Looking around, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared inside the spaceship.

"I'm back. Did anyone think of that?"

This person is none other than Allen, who mysteriously disappeared and has now returned without anyone noticing.

But why is he holding up a police booth?

"Grab him."

Enemies meeting are bound to be hostile, and Fiora immediately gave the order.

Suddenly, more than a dozen Kryptonian warriors stood up and surrounded them.

"Oh ho, Master, did you wait specifically for me to come back?"

Allen said with a happy expression, "I knew our bond would last forever."

"Are you fucking crazy? This is a Kryptonian spaceship," Fiora couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Don't admit it to the death, Kryptonian girl, you should say it out loud if you love me."

Allen said arrogantly, "Anyway, I will reject you to your face, making you love but not be able to have, feel like you're dying of pleasure, unable to stop, wanting to refuse but also wanting to come."

Hearing the suggestive and lewd words, Fiora's forehead veins bulged.

The more I look at this guy, the more disgusting he seems; I wish I could sew his mouth shut.

"Do it now," Fiora urged impatiently.

"So many balls, so many bags!"

Allen raised his hand, pointed at TARDIS, and said solemnly, "I'm going to introduce you to our latest discovery: a very cruel war race in the universe."

"..."

With a bang, Allen put down TARDIS, opened the door, poked his head inside, and called out, "Xiaomi robot vacuum cleaner, come out and get to work!"

"Delica! Dale! Dale..."

The mechanical Dalic flew out of TARDIS, its LED lights flashing incessantly above it, as if it were very excited.

Forehead…

what is this?

Robot vacuum cleaner?

Are you kidding me?

Fiora scoffed, "A tin can and you call it a war-making race? Kryptonian civilization could be considered a race that destroyed the universe."

The Kryptonian warrior's disdain was undisguised on his face.

"Enemy detected, enemy eliminated, immediate execution."

The mechanical Daleks extend a toilet plunger and high-energy weapons, preparing to launch an attack.

Seeing this, the Kryptonians were even more embarrassed.

Install a toilet plunger?

Such an abstract design, could it be the work of a mentally ill person?

"Switch to prisoner mode," Allen said.

There is no deep-seated hatred between the two sides that is irreconcilable, so there is no need to kill them all.

Moreover, the Dalek weapon system is truly a one-shot kill against Kryptonians.

In the main Doctor Who universe, the Daleks and Cybertronians may look cheap, but they are equipped with a lot of advanced technology.

The likely reason is that the UK couldn't afford the budget for filming a TV series, resulting in crude props.

Fiora bluntly stated, "You're going to make me laugh to death."

She was laughing happily, completely unaware that she had just narrowly escaped death.

puff!

A high-energy ray was fired.

The Kryptonian warrior who was watching the spectacle was unfortunately hit and subsequently lay on the ground convulsing.

"attack!"

He immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The remaining Kryptonian warriors raised their Gauss rifles and fired.

However, the bombardment did not cause the slightest damage to the surface of the mechanical Dalic's body.

Conversely, a mechanical Dalic can kill a child with a single shot.

Meanwhile, Alan sneakily hid behind the mechanical Dalic.

In less than a minute, all the Kryptonians were defeated and lay on the ground convulsing.

"Surrender, prisoner... surrender, prisoner..."

The mechanical Dalic, whose language function is very rigid, often uses two or three words per sentence to repeatedly express its meaning.

"Impossible, you can forget about it..."

puff…

Faced with the stubborn Kryptonian warrior, Mechadelek simply finished him off with a shot.

Unwilling to surrender, they continued their energy paralysis attacks until the other party agreed.

Allen walked straight up to Fiora, looking down at her with a faint smile on his face.

Oh no... it's coming for me!

As Fiora regained some consciousness, she felt a chill.

"Master, let us unite."

"Don't come any closer!"

Amidst Fiora's terrified and ashamed screams, she once again, filled with shame and indignation, mounted the mature woman's pleasurable horse, which she had been resisting in every way.

"Wow...that's awesome!"

Fiora, ashen-faced, allowed Allen to carry her through the portal and out of the spaceship.

The mechanical Dalick rigidly executes the commands.

Under repeated paralysis attacks, the Kryptonians could no longer hold out and chose to surrender.

I kept holding back, feeling like I was about to lose control of my bladder.

The Kryptonian warriors obediently lined up, while the mechanical Dalek surveyed the area, headed to the central control room, and inserted a toilet plunger into the socket interface to take over control of the spaceship.

The technology of the Dalic race is a complete game-changer compared to that of the Kryptonians, instantly breaking through their system defenses.

The Kryptonian warriors were speechless.

To truly understand just how technologically advanced these unassuming robots are.

No wonder the mental health department described them as an extremely brutal war-torn race.

at the same time.

Allen appeared at Avengers headquarters.

The two powerful factions have joined forces to explore the gods hidden within the human realm.

Numerous video clips played, showing heroes searching for their target around the world.

"Guys, I'm back."

However, each of the many heroes had their own role to play.

Tony and Dr. Banner are researching a drilling robot, hoping to delve into the Earth's core to search for traces of the gods.

Other heroes search continuously around the clock to ensure they are discovered as soon as possible.

Of course, some heroes are busy fighting crime in their daily lives and can't really help much.

"Hey... isn't this Allen?"

Diana said with a strange expression and tone, "It hasn't been that long since we last met, and you've already become so adept at it."

"Anna, let me explain, it's not what you see."

Suddenly, Allen's expression turned panicked, and he hurriedly retorted, "She forced me to do it all. You know me, I like to be passive."

"..."

It seems like they're in a rather passive position.

However, seeing Fiora's desperate expression...

Clearly, this is yet another innocent woman who has been thoroughly tormented.

Forehead…

Fiora was not an innocent woman, but Diana still felt sorry for her.

"I heard a different version."

Diana squinted and said, "You forced someone to ride you."

"Nonsense, who's spreading rumors?"

As if possessed, Allen turned around and confronted Bruce, who was busy at the control panel, demanding, "Bat, have you been talking about me behind my back? I've known all along that you're jealous of my stunning looks."

Without even looking up, Bruce said slowly and deliberately, "Do you need me to speak ill of you?"

"Oh ho, you admit it now."

Allen got excited, maintaining his mounted posture, and demanded, "I'm just a little stronger than you, a little more handsome, and I even undressed your wife. Is it really necessary to target me like this?"

"..."

Bruce had long forgotten about the messy affairs of the Assassin's Creed, and the mere mention of it made him angry.

Damian is becoming increasingly rebellious. He often doesn't stay at home and goes to other cities to maintain order, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him.

If it weren't for the Wayne family's immense wealth, Damian wouldn't have been able to squander it all in ten lifetimes. Besides, people in the underworld have to give Batman some face, so they wouldn't dare to let Damian go unchecked.

"Anna, you know I'm the most devoted in love."

Alan looked at Diana with a serious expression, but his posture seemed a little out of place.

"Really?"

At that moment, a response came from behind.

Upon hearing this, Allen froze in astonishment, stiffly turning his neck to look back, and saw a long-lost figure.

"Hey lady, who are you?"

Allen frowned and asked in confusion, "The voice sounds familiar, but she looks like a girl who used to pursue me infatuated with me."

bass…

The woman conjured an energy blade with one hand, a cold smile playing on her lips: "How come it's me pursuing you? Shouldn't it be you bringing me breakfast all the time?"

"Hiss... a little secret?!"

After so much time, the girl has grown into a mature and elegant woman, and her aura is far superior to what it used to be.

Iriana is not only an X-Men member, but also a Lord of Hell.

In addition to mastering mutant abilities, he also cultivates magical powers.

"Iliana, I've been thinking about you, and I'm looking forward to our second meeting." Allen shamelessly spouted nonsense.

However, Iliana was no longer the innocent girl she once was, and she asked menacingly, "You seem to be having a good time."

Naturally, this refers to Allen serving as someone else's mount.

Diana stood to the side, arms crossed, looking like she was enjoying the spectacle.

This is a crisis involving all of humanity, and mutants cannot stand alone, so the Avengers invited the X-Men to deal with it together.

Iliana is one such example; when they chat, they inevitably bring up past events.

This naturally leads to the story of Allen, thus introducing the mutant academy.

"Hey... you shameless woman, when did you get on me?"

In a lightning-fast change of expression, Allen righteously questioned Fiora.

The latter cried out in his heart that he was wronged.

This guy was so persistent in wanting to be my mount, completely disregarding my life or death, and now he's turned on me like that.

"How could you possibly defile my pure and innocent body?"

As he spoke, Allen thrust his hips forward, sending Fiora flying, and then stood up to straighten his clothes.

"I'm sorry, the Land of Light in Nebula M78 is facing an invasion by Belial. As Father of Ultra, I must save my people."

"stop!"

Seeing Allen about to slip away, Iriana shouted angrily.

However, Allen plunged headfirst into the portal.

If things go too far and we don't leave now, we'll end up in pieces.

After many twists and turns, he returned to Arkham Asylum.

Because they were busy preventing the gods from appearing, they were unable to restart successfully.

The familiar place looked desolate.

In the past, it was full of criminal talent.

"Boss, Arkham is short-handed. How about we switch to Red Romance for the meeting?" Edward suggested.

With nowhere to stay, Allen first sought out the comedic trio and took them back to the asylum to relive the past.

The three of them traveled to Arkham Fortress long ago to seriously attend to the election.

"This is our home. You funded its reopening, but it feels like something's missing when no one's home." Allen said, resting his chin on his hand, feeling utterly helpless.

Upon inquiring, it was learned that Thanos accompanied Uxus back to Apokolips to reclaim power.

Before the divine manifestation erupted, it was in a very calm state.

With nothing else to do, Allen noticed the TV that had played the Sadako videotape last time, and, on a whim, pressed the power button.

As a result, the screen lit up.

In the picture, a woman with her back to the other is combing her long hair.

A terrifying videotape?!

The comedic trio immediately remembered the criminals who had escaped from Arkham Asylum.

They recounted how a terrifying evil spirit emerged from the television and then aimlessly searched for Allen.

"Ah Zhen!"

Upon seeing the woman's back, Allen could not hide his excitement. He pressed his face so tightly against the screen that it became distorted, as if he wanted to squeeze himself into the television.

Who's calling me?

In the video, the woman pauses, stopping her combing motion.

"Ah Zhen, it's me!"

Allen's face was squashed beyond recognition.

"I guess I miss him too much; I'm even hallucinating."

Sadako shook her head dejectedly, put down the comb, and turned away.

Suddenly, Sadako was shocked to see an unbelievable scene.

On the television screen that connects her to the human world, a face is filling the entire screen.

"Allen!?"

"Ah Zhen!"

At that moment, Sadako pursed her lips, tears of joy welling up in her eyes.

After decades, she finally met the man she had longed for.

Outside the television, the comedic trio beside Allen watched their leader's face pressed against the TV screen and helplessly tried to dissuade him.

"Boss, calm down. People can't just walk into the TV."

"If you want to experience a Sadako-themed event, we can have the club arrange it just for you."

"Boss, if you squeeze any more, the screen will break, and the glass shards will damage your handsome face."

Ok…

Just as the three were about to speak up to stop them, suddenly a pair of incredibly pale hands reached out from the screen, grabbed Allen's head, and pulled him inside.

"Damn, the TV has come to life and is trying to devour the boss."

"Hurry and save them! Saving humanity requires the boss's help."

"I'll hold your waist, you guys hold your legs."

By the time the three of them got to work, Allen's entire head was already submerged in the television screen.

Arthur clutched his waist, while Cobbler and Edward each pulled on one leg, desperately trying to pull him away.

On the television, Sadako was gripping Allen's neck tightly with both hands, her legs braced against the television frame, pulling him in with all her might.

Allen, the person in question, stared wide-eyed at the dense forest between his legs.

(End of this chapter)