American comics: Random transformations.

"Okay, chase!"

……

The communications tower of ZTE in the metropolis.

It didn't take the muscular guy a few minutes to get here.

Came to Cyborg's laboratory.

He had placed the Temple of the Gods in his hand on the research table, and used various scientific instruments to detect the composition of the metal.

Cyborg was watching from the side. He couldn't understand how this muscular man could use such thick fingers to operate delicate instruments.

Beep, beep, beep...bang!

The flashing red light almost illuminated the entire laboratory. When the light faded, Tian Xiaoban returned to his original appearance.

Cyborg's black face showed the standard black man's stunned expression, which was quite funny.

“Wow, it’s unbelievable that something so incredible could happen under my watch!

You actually transformed from another species into an ordinary person. This kind of gene-transforming technology equipment is beyond current scientific common sense."

"Cyborg, listen to me, I'm only going to say this once!"

Tian Xiaoban continued to do research work, and just continued to say:

"In this world, nothing is impossible. God, magic, souls, heaven, hell. This world has mystical power and technological power. Don't be superstitious about science."

Cyborg complained: "Then don't use my scientific equipment! You are also being superstitious."

"That's different. Scientific instruments are just a means of observation. It doesn't mean they are necessarily correct. Just like this 'toy spaceship' that I'm recording now, if I don't tell you, you probably won't believe it. This is a spaceship made of magic metal."

Cyborg had a puzzled look on his face: "Using magic... to build a spaceship? That's quite magical."

Chapter 197 Complaint energy is awesome!

"It's even more magical. Can you imagine that most of the gods are sealed in this little thing? They are all trapped here and can't get out at all."

"What!!! Ward! You said those evil gods are all in here!!!"

Cyborg responded directly, and all the mechanical joints in his body popped out in an instant. The nanomachines transformed into the most powerful weapons, all aimed at the golden "toy ornaments" on the research table. He was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Damn it! How could you bring such a dangerous thing here? No, I have to find a way to throw this thing into the steel forge and destroy it now."

He was just about to go find some tools.

Seeing his big reaction, Tian Xiaoban quickly explained: "Eh? Wait! Didn't I tell you? They are sealed, and you can only release them if you melt this thing. It is safer to ignore it."

The computer's information feedback popped up, and Tian Xiaoban checked it carefully.

After reading the quality inspection report, Tian Xiaoban was 100% sure that this thing definitely contained the metal he needed.

"It seems that this thing is just as I thought, a really good magic prop. Now it belongs to me! This is my trophy, it belongs to me, do you have any objection?"

Although he said so, unfortunately it was too heavy and Tian Xiaoban couldn't lift it at all. He could only let it stay on the platform.

Seeing that Tian Xiaoban was not afraid, Ganggu asked, "What? You! Aren't you afraid that they will escape? These evil gods have no mercy when they kill people! The sacrifices of hundreds of millions of people have taught me one thing: the dead gods are the good gods."

"Would I be afraid? What a joke! Even if they all came out just to seek revenge on me, I wouldn't be afraid!"

Tian Xiaoban proudly flashed the black microphone attached to his belt.

Microphone type spit energy harvester!

With this thing, let alone anything else, as long as Tian Xiaoban tells those hell jokes about DC, the Rant Energy will definitely explode! What character can't be pulled in with Rant Energy?

As long as Tian Xiaoban thinks carefully about the hellish jokes in his memory palace, he will be so angry!

"A microphone... what's the use of it? Are you going to rap? Do you need me to play the DJ for you?"

Cyborg's mechanical eyes scanned carefully, and the data after observation gave him the most accurate feedback, that this was a very normal metal microphone.

Tian Xiaoban took it down and put it to his mouth: "No, no, no, this is not an ordinary microphone. You can use this as a universal wishing machine! You can make any wish.

Of course, it won’t work if it’s too weird. It’s not that this wishing machine can’t do it, but I’m afraid that you, the one making the wish, can’t bear it.”

Cyborg rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, if this is a wishing machine, then I will eat this device."

Even if you want to lie, you have to come up with a more plausible reason. This thing is obviously a defective product from a factory. There is no product trademark on it. It is a low-quality product.

"You don't believe it? Alas, these days, no one believes the truth!"

[+50]

"Hmm? Did the number fifty just float over this microphone?"

Cyborg noticed something was wrong and went to check the surveillance video. Indeed, a number 50 made of energy rose above the microphone.

"Yes, although this thing can be called a wishing machine, it still requires energy to activate it. It can achieve 100% success in making wishes within a certain energy range. Do you understand?"

Tian Xiaoban used the metal microphone as a pen spinner. The microphone, which was as long as two palms, flew up and down under his fingertips.

Cyborg scanned it carefully again, and even grabbed the microphone that was spinning wildly, and used all kinds of metal detection instruments. In the end, he concluded that it was a metal microphone that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

"Is this a divine weapon? Could it be that the divine power interfered with the instrument, causing me to be unable to measure it?"

Tian Xiaoban took the microphone back again.

"Well, you're close, but you got the energy source wrong. This isn't divine power. What can activate this microphone is called Tucao energy. Tucao, do you understand?"

The steel bone was choked, as if there was something stuck in his throat. It took him a long time to utter a sentence:

“…Shit! Are you sure you’re not kidding me? Even if you’re a hero who saved Metropolis, you can’t bully a robot like this! What you just said is full of logical loopholes. It’s totally unscientific!”

Tian Xiaoban smiled:

"So in order to make you believe, do you need me to buy you some melon seeds? Oh, I almost forgot you are a robot. Should I buy you some batteries?"

[Energy +500]

Just after this sentence was said, the microphone's original cold metal style began to light up circles of LED breathing lights, and the overall style suddenly became punk.

"Okay, Cyborg, now you can make a wish! See this switch? Flip it and say what you wish for."

Tian Xiaoban gave Cyborg the opportunity to use the machine so that he would be convinced and eat the machine.

"I still can't believe it. What you said is as outrageous as that machine can eat!"

The microphone shot out a laser and hit the machine that Cyborg was talking about. The light on the microphone then dimmed and returned to its cold style.

"Well! Lucky for you, the energy has been used up and your wish has come true. Now you can go eat. I think it should be made according to your taste."

Cyborg didn't understand the laser that had just been shot out. It was just a microphone, and there was no spotlight installed. How did the light just now shoot out? The light from the breathing lamp was not that amazing. It was a light that could turn.

"Let me see."

He grabbed the instrument with his hands, and when he broke it, he found that it had turned into a cake. He pinched it twice, and the aroma of chocolate and cream filled the air. The instrument really turned into a cake!

Damn, this million-dollar machine is gone just like that? It has become a useless cake other than looking good.

Shocked, bewildered, and incredulous, the black man looked at the microphone in Tian Xiaoban's hand with a question mark face.

"Haha, Cyborg, take your time eating. I'll go downstairs to check on them."

Patting Cyborg's shoulder, Tian Xiaoban walked towards the elevator. He wanted to go to the 27th floor to check out his train and accumulate some energy for complaining. When the energy was full, he would come back to get the Temple of the Gods.

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The 27th floor is not as deserted as the upper floors. The Flashes and the naughty kid Shazam are all gathered on this floor.

Shazam was extremely excited. He didn't expect that the train that had already left would appear here. And there were so many Flashes here. It was incredible that everything was lost and found again.

He had just been asking the Flash to go to his world and change everything so that that tragic future would disappear.

The Flashes all agreed, and they were willing to stop the Flash of that world and prevent him from changing the past.

But when the Flashes asked what the number of Shazam's world was, Shazam became autistic. He was just a child and didn't understand anything. Does the world have a number?

However, as a child, troubles come and go quickly. He believes that as long as he keeps a close eye on these Flashes, he will achieve his goal sooner or later.

When Tian Xiaoban came here, they were talking and laughing, and greeted Tian Xiaoban.

"Mr. [Infinite]." ×N

"Mr. Infinity, when can we travel through time again? I can't wait to modify the past!"

Shazam came to Tian Xiaoban in an instant, put his hand on Tian Xiaoban's shoulder, and looked very familiar.

Tian Xiaoban slapped his hand away, nodded to the Flashes, and then said to Shazam:

"Superman still has my stuff, I'll wait until he comes back. After that... I don't care, I can leave anytime after he comes back, or I can stay here for a few days."

The most important thing is that Tian Xiaoban wanted to see if he could harvest another wave of special metals.

Then, Tian Xiaoban said to the Flash: "You guys come with me. As long as you knock away the one of you who is trying to modify time in the time channel, the timeline will return to normal, and the Flashpoint Universe will be completely erased by the power of time."

The Flashes were silent. Modifying time would erase a world, but they had to do it. Although they didn't want to say it, they were already prepared to face this reality: "We know."

"As for you, Shazam! Do you want me to send you back, or come with us? If you go with me, you may never be able to return to your world!"

"Then will you save my world?"

"Of course I will. As long as the world can be saved, I won't give up. After all, I am the savior destined by heaven."

Tian Xiaoban is not exaggerating now. He is really capable of saving the world now. He just needs to use the energy of Tucao to pull Garfield's projection over. When the time comes, let Garfield swallow up this flashpoint world. As long as he comes to Garfield's inner universe, he can change it however he wants.

"Really? Where is that Superman? I'll fly over to find him!" Shazam said happily.

"I don't know where he is. He may be on his way to fight the aliens, or he may have been delayed by some other small matter."

…………

Thousands of miles away.

Superman is negotiating with this universe's Athena.

Talk about how they should get along with each other in the future, and how to face extraterrestrial threats other than themselves. After all, the current Athena has clearly pointed out the reasons why the gods must subdue humans.

Conquer humans, gather faith, and resist alien life! If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Superman and another man with a green watch, they, the Olympian gods, would have succeeded long ago!

"That's impossible. We gods need these believers. Otherwise, we won't be able to become stronger and resist future disasters. You don't understand how tragic the war was back then!"

Athena said a lot of things, but Superman basically didn't understand anything.

"In short, most of your believers must stay and help me develop the metropolis. Although I don't like the word slave, it is undeniable that they are the most useful tools to deal with these pests who have already betrayed me once."