The Death Knell

"It seems that the symbiotic state is very stable, and the physical increase that the symbiotic cat can provide is also within the ideal range. As it eats in the future, it will make the host stronger."

Su Ming stood up and flew around the steel frame. After observing for a moment, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Very good. The white one looks pretty good too. It matches your skin tone. Do you like it, Victor?"

"..."

Cyborg didn't speak, but it could be seen from his dark face that he probably wanted to die.

What does it mean for him, a dignified black tough guy, to have cat ears and a tail in front of so many people?

It's over. It has been seen by everyone in Zhenglian and the magic world, especially a shady kid like Damian present. This matter will definitely spread in the future.

Su Ming patted Cyborg on the back to cheer him up, and whispered like a devil's temptation:

"Don't cry sadly, this is a great thing. After regaining your body of flesh and blood, you can use many of the strengthening methods used by humans in the past. Various strengthening potions, symbiotes, and even magic can be used to enhance your combat effectiveness. How much stronger is your old promethium metal body? Hard fists are the last word. One day, if you can defeat Superman, wouldn't you become one of the Big Three?"

Cyborg was stunned, yes.

I am a superhero, and my appearance is secondary, my fighting ability is the real usefulness. If I have no strength, then what’s the use of being good-looking?

Feeling the extra strength provided by the symbiotic cat in his body, and the meowing of the milk cat in his consciousness, Victor's eyes softened instantly, and when he looked at his tail, it was as if he was looking at the last Love football the same way.

"I was wrong, thank you, Deathstroke!"

He also said thank you.

"You're welcome. I've given you this cat as a gift. Along the way, you've performed well. At least you can always become the right department store at the right time. Your future development depends on you." Su Ming smiled and was generous. gave gifts.

After all, the symbiotic cat is a new thing. How effective it will be on superheroes, and what kind of personality they will be affected by the host in the future? We just need an experimental subject...

"Well, brother, I have a bold idea, I don't know if I should say it..."

At some point, Deadpool, who had been expelled from the crowd, returned behind Deathstroke, stretched his neck like a ghost, smiled in embarrassment, tapped the ground with his toes, and asked shyly.

"Don't tell me, you are incompatible with the symbiote. Even the venom, which is easier to change hosts than clothes, can't stand you, let alone other symbiotes." Su Ming refused directly and replied without thinking at all: "I'll let you go later. Xili will take you to make some stinky mud. Now go aside, can’t you see that everyone is starting to retching?”

More than just retching, Hawkgirl, who had the lowest resistance to Deadpool, was already rolling her eyes.

"Uh, okay, I just thought about it. Yes, I love animals so much. I am a caring person." Deadpool was not discouraged even after being rejected. He buckled his buttocks and went to the beach to float alone. Don’t forget to emphasize your position.

"Okay, the symbiotic cat is ready. Let's start creating humans. This is relatively simple." Su Ming picked up the big cat and placed it on his knees like a big sack: "Just the most ordinary human being will do. "

"Meow."

The big cat meowed, and then a man and a woman appeared. It was a person modeled after Adam and Eve, full of classical beauty.

But Su Ming was not satisfied. He shook his head: "White people are not good. They lack the talent for farming and infrastructure. Change me to a yellow person template and set the language I master to Chinese."

Mimi tilted her head and obeyed. It was not a human being. Deathstroke said that a yellow race was the most suitable, so that was it.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the two living people in front of him immediately transformed and turned into handsome boys and beauties with yellow skin and black hair.

They are still in a state of ignorance for the time being, just like babies, but the human survival instinct should still be there, and the next road must be walked by themselves.

"Pick a continent on the earth that is suitable for survival and release them there." Su Ming roughly checked the two of them with strangulation. After confirming that there were no genetic defects, he asked Maomao to make hundreds of them as usual, and then put them there. Throw them out together with a corresponding number of symbiotic cats and let them serve as fire to fend for themselves.

"Don't the first couple have names?" Bobo asked Deathstroke with a rib in his mouth: "It is said that God gave names to all the people he created."

"God is raising pets, but I am making tools. You have seen people who name tools. They are all mentally ill from Gotham." Su Ming smiled and rejected Bobo's suggestion. This is not raising cats. Dogs, why do you name them?

When humans feel the need to use names to distinguish different individuals, they will evolve names without the Creator having to worry about them.

Besides, it’s time to speed up time soon. The lifespan of these people is only a few dozen years. If placed in the long river of time, they will be like a grain of sand.

The big cat sent people away through dreams. Next, it was time to set the cycle of souls and some conceptual settings about the world to complete the earth so that it could form its own system and form a closed loop.

This requires using the activation code behind Hawk Girl, and then using some N metal to construct a place for the soul to go after death, to realize the 'loop' setting on the mysterious side, and then open up an auxiliary dimension and let the adjutant send a few durable robot animals. The gods come over and enrich the settings of the gods.

It takes a little time to mess around, keep trying, making mistakes and making corrections.

........................................

The cave is still the same, and the sound of the sea water lapping against the rocks has not even changed, but outside the cave entrance, time has been accelerated by 20 billion years.

"Slade, have you noticed that there are exactly seven of us?" When Deadpool saw that everyone had finished eating, he came over again and pestered his cousin: "You, me, Da Mian and Witch, Cyborg and Hawkgirl, plus a Daniel.”

Bobo is an orangutan, Amozo is a robot, Big Cat is just a cat, they don't count, so there are really seven people who created the world.

"...I really didn't pay attention, why is it seven again?" Su Ming frowned, obviously the feeling of being entangled with this number came back.

"Perhaps this is the representative number of fate." Alberta stood up, stretched out while looking at the sunshine outside the cave entrance, and threw away the empty wine bottle with a smile: "Never mind it, anyway, you said that this creation has been completed. It’s time for us to go out and see how this weapon is prepared.”

"Yes, I'm quite curious too." Bobo jumped on Deathstroke's shoulder. He didn't know what human society would look like with the companionship of the symbiotic cat family: "I just hope they don't become a headhunter clan. .”

"No." Su Ming already knew the situation in the outside world through Big Cat, so he was very confident: "This is a dark but useful world, and it is also our...Omega Earth."