The Death Knell

Molecule Man is a bomb prepared by the Transcendent Protoss for their experimental plan.

Even if the two earths are not destroyed after the collision, they will launch a bomb to completely wipe them out and empty the 'experimental vessels'.

Doom stole a lot of Molecule Man at that time, including the Molecule Man from Earth 40k, and he also took him to the Multidimensional Library. Su Ming didn't know what he did after that, and he didn't bother to ask.

However, these numerous worlds that have lost Molecule Man are regarded as losing insurance by the Transcendent Protoss, so mapmakers will come to achieve the goal of manual self-destruction at critical moments.

Cartographers are just cannon fodder, no matter how many times they die, they won't feel bad, but to ordinary humans, cartographers are almost invincible gods in the three-dimensional world.

The nameless Earth where Deathstroke and Death currently reside is the original home of a certain Molecule Man. That person was taken away by Doom, and it didn't take long for the Cartographer to arrive here.

Su Ming's goal is to find these mapmakers and then be 'killed' by them in front of the CCU.

People are easy to find. After all, New York City is such a big place. It's easy to find a few extremely arrogant alien robots.

Although Su Ming didn't bring a choker or a cloak, it could even be said that he didn't even have a weapon, but that didn't matter, having a brain was enough.

The Beyond the Gods never explain anything when doing things, and they never avoid anything. Now is the information age. If you pick up a mobile phone on the roadside and search online, you will know where it is logged in. It is the era of national self-media.

This is indeed the end of the world, but electricity and the Internet will not be destroyed by chaos so quickly. After all, the army of zero-dollar purchases will not grab power stations and signal towers.

"You have to go to the human world every year to experience life, so have you ever been an actor?"

While flying towards the investigated location, Su Ming talked to Death, who was still holding his arm. She was almost weightless, dancing in the wind like a kite.

"I was just a temporary Broadway actor." Death answered him and told a short story of his own: "Actually, it's just a set board behind others. He follows the team on stage, walks a few positions, jumps a few times, and then... I left the other side of the stage, haha, but it was quite fun."

"You only play for one day at a time. You don't realize the essence of human existence at all. Of course you only find it fun." Su Ming shook his head with a smile. In his pale soul state, he even turned over in the air and played with flying tricks. action.

Death is indeed good. She wants to understand people and goes into the human world again and again to investigate.

But the most critical step was missed, that is, people must survive first before they can have a life.

Every time she came to the world, she never made any money.

She had no money and no interest in money.

After getting up in the morning, I would imitate humans and pretend to go to work, or wander around the streets aimlessly to watch street artists play the piano, or go to the park to see flowers, trees, and cute pets.

Until she died after returning home at night, she didn't even eat. She came here hungry every year.

If she didn't eat for a day, she would be a little weak at most, but if she didn't eat for a week, she would probably understand what human beings can do in order to survive.

"I also want to stay more time in the world, but unfortunately, I still have responsibilities." Death held his parasol and stretched out his hands to brush away the long black hair from his face: "But since you said this to me, does it mean that you have Any other way?"

"Of course, you have never left the DC universe before. I thought that your endless family were all tied to death in that world. But now you have proven that as long as you transform into a human being, you can bypass the rules and enter other worlds, then there is indeed The way you can stay on other earths for a long time and live like humans is to take advantage of the difference in time flow between different worlds."

Deathstroke made a "little bit" gesture with his free hand, and explained that if he found a world where one hundred years had passed and only one minute had passed in the DC universe, then death could be experienced as a human being. A complete life.

Not the 'youth version' that condenses a lifetime into one day, but a luxurious and powerful version.

"No, it's not that I circumvented the rules, but because 'death' exists in many worlds, that's why I can appear here." Death was a little moved by the death knell, and she took a serious look at 'relative' for the first time. The concept: “You’re offering a great deal, what do you want?”

If you can leave the Black and White Garden for only a minute and be able to vacation in other universes for hundreds of years, then this is undoubtedly the best.

But, is this the power of time? Even I seem to be just a bubble in the long river of time...

"It's strange to say that there is no concept of time and space in your endless family." Su Ming touched his chin, trying to get some information from Death: "But without these two concepts, the story cannot be established. They Where did you go?"

"In a dream." Death just laughed. She touched Deathstroke's arm and said, "If you go by what my brother said, then everything is a dream, even us. The so-called time and space are also an illusion. , a setting on paper, an uncomposed melody.”

"Ah, the same riddle style as always, it's like the Sandman." Su Ming tilted his mouth, slowly descended, and returned to the ground: "But this explanation is too agnostic. I am a rigorous employee. Bing, isn’t there a more intuitive answer?”

Death smiled, and she raised her hand to touch Deathstroke's face: "Then it's up to you to find the truth on your own. Our Endless Family actually lives a very simple life, just doing things within our responsibilities."

Okay, for a nerd like Death, I don’t expect her to really know anything. I still have to talk to the big cat later.

But now, the mapmakers have been spotted, as two robots are assembling a giant metal ring in Times Square that looks like something out of the Stargate TV series.

"Okay, the next plan is for me to go out in front of the CCU and be beaten to death by these two cartographers. Death, what is the most miserable way of death that you have seen others die?"

Deathstroke landed next to the two robots with the beauty, and watched them busy at work, probably setting up cosmic bombs. He was ready to make full preparations before going on stage.

But Death just smiled and shook his head:

"Death is just the starting point of another new journey, but I roughly understand what you mean, but the most miserable way to die that I have ever seen is to die without anyone knowing. This should not be in line with your tactical goals, right?"

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