Marvel’s Superman

"I once persuaded Ye Xiao to join in, but he has retired and just wants to live a peaceful life with Silk Soul."

The pharaoh with his red lynx stood under a chandelier, the light reflecting the flying dust, projected above his head.

"It's a ridiculous and short-sighted perception. The world is about to be destroyed, but he still has the boring fantasy of being alone."

"Fortunately, Rorschach found me and he is willing to work for me."

In Adrian's tone, there was contempt for the couple Ye Xiaoxiao and Silk Soul.

They are too weak to accept the harsh truth.

The Watchmen universe, which lost Dr. Manhattan, inevitably collapsed.

The endless greed for resources is one of the original sins of human beings.

Pharaoh once thought that all he had to do was throw sewage on Dr. Manhattan and exile "God".

Then, by creating new energy sources to free countries from the dilemma of lack of resources, the crisis facing mankind can be solved.

But he was wrong.

Intelligent life is too complex.

Suspicion and hostility towards the same kind can also lead to war.

As soon as the Rorschach Chronicle was disclosed, the world was in turmoil.

But it is just a fuse, and what ignites it is the ignorance and greed of human beings.

Adrian restrained his thoughts and looked up at the marionette and pantomime.

This husband and wife team is a very dangerous criminal, without moral sense and conscience.

But that's okay, because of those things, the pharaoh himself didn't have it.

He could use a ruse to exterminate three million people in New York without changing his face, just to usher in a temporary false peace.

"Working with you, not working for you."

The man in the Rorschach mask corrected.

He didn't want himself to act like a pharaoh's subordinate.

This pair of Rorschach masks is an insult.

"So, where did you hide our son?"

The marionette didn't seem to be interested, listening to the second Rorschach chatting with the Pharaoh.

She trotted forward, and Pantomime, who was standing behind her, picked up a screwdriver and threw it away.

The marionette grabbed it steadily, leaned in front of Pharaoh, and said fiercely, "Tell us right away, or you will die miserably."

"By the way, how much reward do you have on your head? Ten million, or twenty million?"

She and Pantomime had a son, but before the baby was born, they were sent to prison by Dr. Manhattan for robbing a bank.

At that time, Dr. Manhattan joined the "militia", a drag hero organization.

He and Rorschach, Ye Xiao, Silk Soul, Pharaoh and others were all teammates.

Later, with the changes in the international situation, Dr. Manhattan became a deterrent to replace nuclear weapons and stayed at the military base all year round.

The son of the marionette and the pantomime, Rorschach took their bargaining chips from the cell.

Otherwise, according to the strange temperament of this couple, they will never be obedient.

The marionette aimed a screwdriver at the pharaoh's neck, as if trying to figure out where to start.

The pantomime stood behind Rorschach II and used his fingers to show a movement of holding a gun.

The two guys were former acrobats, one good at slicing through anything with a thin wire, and the other could imagine weapons with hand gestures.

For example, if the pantomime compares the action of holding a gun, then as long as he pulls the trigger, Rorschach II can see his brains splash out.

They are a relatively special existence in the Watcher universe, where the cross-dressing heroes do not have superpowers.

"Oh, I think you should make more points, Ms. Manson."

With a calm smile on Adrian's face, he said slowly: "I'm happy to pay for your joining, 100 million or 200 million, no problem."

"At the same time, the location of your son will be attached."

"But stop threatening me, it's extremely unwise."

Pharaoh gently pushed away the screwdriver aimed at his throat. He was looking for these two guys for other purposes.

The marionettes and pantomimes, like the Rorschach II, are extremely important pieces.

"Let's get to the point, after all, we don't have much time left."

Adrian put down the red lynx and clapped his palms, as if the curtain had opened and he was ready to perform.

"What do you want us to do? What does Rorschach mean by finding 'God'?"

the marionette asked.

Her husband pantomime, as his name suggests, is a mute, unable to speak.

"Rorschach is right, this is indeed an action to find God."

The corner of Pharaoh's mouth twitched slightly, and said with a chuckle, "I assume you already know what I've done in the past..."

"The whole world knows what you did!"

The marionette sneered.

The book of Rorschach clearly records how the pharaoh planned that disaster, created alien monsters, and then slaughtered three million people in New York...

This is an appalling crime!

"Oh, that plan took my whole life to conceive and coordinate. In order to stop the war and end the crisis, all sacrifices are meaningful. But unfortunately, I failed."

Adrian is a little lost. He should have replaced Dr. Manhattan as the great king of the new world after the only god on this planet left.

However, before Utopia was established, the peaceful world constructed by lies was instantly defeated by the dead Rorschach.

The truth was revealed, like a heavy bomb smashed into the calm lake, causing an uproar.

"After Rorschach's diary was leaked, I sat in the castle in Antarctica in despair, waiting for the government to come and arrest me."

"Although I have many ways to keep myself out of jail, escape the global hunt, and find a quiet place to spend the rest of my life."

"But I don't, because a great king can fail, but he can't leave his crown behind and be ordinary."

The marionette pouted, thinking that the pharaoh might be mentally ill.

If she had so much money like the other party, she would have lived happily ever after.

Instead of deliberately going against Dr. Manhattan, and delusional world domination.

"Besides, I won't live long."

Adrian smiled wryly and continued.

He had a tumor in his head, and he would die soon.

"I am very ill, but the only person I trust enough to have the ability to perform this operation is myself... Fate played a bad joke on me."

When the marionette saw the face of the self-proclaimed "the smartest man in the world", a complex expression of sadness, ridiculous and self-deprecating appeared.

She probably understood why the second generation of Rorschach would cooperate with Pharaoh.

Perhaps it was cancer that changed the latter, awakening him from the king's dream.

"I see, you want to get Dr. Manhattan back."

The marionette blinked and asked curiously, "But no one has seen him for many years. The military said he left Earth and went to Mars, and some people speculate that he is still somewhere in the world, observing the world. The change."

Pharaoh smiled. He remembered the last words Dr. Manhattan said to himself in the Antarctic fortress—

"I'm leaving this universe and going to a less complex place."

Adrian's memories were fleeting, he looked at the others, and said decisively: "This is our mission, to find Dr. Manhattan, wherever he is."

"Then for the enthusiastic citizen who provided the news, Mr. Adrian Witte, do you have any reward?"

A slightly abrupt voice suddenly sounded inside the base.

The pharaoh reacted immediately, grabbed the screwdriver in the hand of the marionette, and threw it away.

For the upcoming mission, he only sent out three invitations.

Rorschach II, marionettes and pantomime.

Therefore, any stranger who appears is a dangerous existence.

The screwdriver filled with powerful force brought out the whistling sound of the wind, enough to pierce the flesh and blood.

But what happened next was beyond Adrian's expectations.

The screwdriver, stained with oil and dust, seemed to have lost its kinetic energy and was floating in the air.

Only a few centimeters away from the head of the target.

"That's how you say hello. It's novel."

The target person said softly with a smile.

He didn't do anything, and the screwdriver floating in the air automatically disintegrated and disappeared.

"Dr. Manhattan?"

The man wearing the Rorschach mask exclaimed.

ps: also~

PS2: Amway "The Man Behind the Empress"

A newcomer to the workplace in the modern city, Wu Qiong.

The newly enthroned female emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, Wu Zhi.

When the workplace male and female emperors of the two time and space began to exchange bodies every other day.

"You were great yesterday, tonight... are you free tonight?"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her who bit her lip tightly and blushed slightly, Wu Qiong looked confused.

【Wu Pheasant! What have you done with my body! 】

"Your Majesty! You angrily denounced the appearance of the Xiongnu envoys, although the ministers and others admire them, but the woman's appearance is wrong for the country!"

Looking at the ministers who were kneeling in front of him, Wu Zhi was also confused.

【Wu Qiong! What have you done with my body! 】