American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"Success!"

In Qi Shan's underground laboratory, hundreds of huge iron boxes were arranged horizontally and vertically.

They ranged from over ten meters tall to just a few dozen centimeters.

Spaced neatly at 10-meter intervals, a bird's-eye view from above offered an indescribable sense of comfort.

This underground space, constantly expanding, was about the size of two or three gymnasiums, yet still felt somewhat cramped.

Qi Shan's assembly laboratory was in a corner, where he was currently working on a new Gundam.

That's right, after a large number of rough and ready creations by shadow clones, accumulating enough experience, Qi Shan had a thorough understanding of the technology to create Gundams.

He even had flashes of inspiration, modifying them in multiple directions.

To some extent, he imitated Iron Man.

Qi Shan had experimented many times, fusing five kinds of chakra crystals together in specific proportions, which would generate a new material, somewhat similar to the black iron rods on others' bodies, but not exactly the same.

Qi Shan could even adjust the color, hardness, and various properties of the iron rods by adjusting the proportions of various types of chakra.

He could even make them biased towards fire-based attacks or water-based attacks.

In short, the adaptability of this material in all aspects was above that of chakra crystals.

Therefore, after the shadow clone rough manufacturing stage, Qi Shan had been using this material to create new Gundams.

Perhaps the fusion of Six Paths-level chakra could effectively suppress the runaway energy of the Allspark.

The created Gundam, after being activated, only fell into six hours of chaos before waking up.

The new life was as clueless as a baby, a blank sheet of paper, knowing nothing.

Qi Shan tried to communicate with it, but the effect was not significant.

Qi Shan once again reached a dead end, and just as he was about to become angry and kill the small Cybertronian in front of him, the sudden appearance of White Zetsu gave him a flash of inspiration.

Then, the successful experimental subject before him was victoriously born.

Qi Shan leaned against the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, with a large number of vines connected to the remaining Gundam experimental subjects.

The successful experimental subject was now happily flying around, shouting, seemingly very interested in the new body.

"Boss, boss! This body is so magical! I feel like I'm blind, but I can see everything around me. My brain is full of messy numbers and formulas, but I can understand what they mean!"

Qi Shan scolded expressionlessly: "Shut your mouth and obediently lie down on the operating table! No matter what kind of body you change into, it can't change the fact that you are White Zetsu!"

The little Gundam flew to the operating table, not taking Qi Shan's words to heart, even smugly conjuring a mirror in front of him, twisting left and right to look at himself repeatedly.

Qi Shan pressed him down, connecting the vines extended from the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path to his chest.

A branch silently rose from the ground, the front end split open, turning into a special monitor, which began to display a large amount of data.

Although he was not a scientist, as his main body continued to improve, while his power was increasing wildly, his brain had not fallen behind, being developed extensively at the same time.

Unfortunately, at the beginning, Qi Shan did not pay attention to the brain; all his thoughts were focused on how to obtain stronger power.

Or how to pull the existing government into his plan, letting them be cannon fodder to resist invading bosses for him.

After realizing that the government was useless and the bosses were too powerful, Qi Shan turned to developing his own power, creating artificial human troops, or simply cooperating with demons to obtain their demon manufacturing technology.

Regarding this point, Qi Shan had to say that he had indeed gained great inspiration.

Just like the Gundam in front of him, after countless failures, Qi Shan suddenly thought of the demons' manufacturing method.

Demons are steel prisons that confine souls, using the power of sorrow to drive them.

The Transformers born from Qi Shan's hands are also made of special materials, imprisoning White Zetsu's consciousness, with the Allspark energy only serving as an ignition device.

Just like the emotional call before a demon possesses someone.

Through this idea, Qi Shan indeed made great progress.

Checking the little Gundam's body, finding no abnormalities, Qi Shan took out a helicopter model.

"Scan it and transform into the second form!"

White Zetsu cheered: "So there is a second form!"

A beam of light shot out from his waist, quickly completing the scan, and his body gradually cracked, with various parts flipping over, quickly transforming into the shape of a helicopter.

Apart from the steel texture, the appearance was exactly the same.

The propeller whirred, and the helicopter took off directly, rushing into the distance amidst White Zetsu's cheers.

Qi Shan silently watched, and after a long while, he let out a breath and sat down on a wooden recliner.

"Is it finally a success?"

Qi Shan's days these past few days have really not been easy.

The invited team of experts was doing other experiments in another laboratory.

But there was no progress at all.

Qi Shan took the basic data they analyzed, learning bit by bit, analyzing bit by bit, personally sculpting, personally enlightening, personally trial and error.

He even used the Shadow Clone Technique hundreds of times before finally making some progress.

After spending so much time, he finally completed a key step.

With the current foundation, he can start the next plan.

At this moment, Qi Shan's ring suddenly vibrated, and a special image rushed into his mind.

Qi Shan was slightly stunned, then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Finally encountered? The timing is just right!"

On the other side, the Deep Sea Monster's reappearance made Optimus Prime and Jazz nervous.

Unfortunately, once the war has begun, it will not end easily.

Optimus Prime silently folded his arms together, transforming into a huge ion cannon.

Jazz opened his arms, and a large number of muzzles stretched out from his chest, abdomen, and legs, pointing at the Deep Sea Monster like a menacing spider.

Just as the second battle was about to begin, a beam of light suddenly flashed in the air.

Four figures descended from the sky.

As soon as the four appeared, they quickly formed hand seals, slamming a palm heavily on the ground, shouting in unison: "Earth Release, Earth Prison Dome!"

The ground, shattered by the explosions, suddenly surged with a giant wave of mud, directly trapping the Deep Sea Monster inside.

Jazz widened his eyes, murmuring: "What the hell is going on?"