The Death Knell

Floods, typhoons, hail, cold snaps, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, meteorites, rodent infestations...

All the disasters that normal people can think of that can occur in the normal cosmic environment have been arranged by the monsters here on Earth. How are the survivors in the meteorological station's avoidance station doing? Su Ming did not ask, just from their side. You can see the pain and hatred on Zhang Zhang's face.

But he didn't come here to continue playing his role, he just sent Harley here. When the survivors were busy catching rats that stole food in the observatory, he was holding Harley and lying in the RV. Counting stars through the skylight.

"Are you worried about something?" Harry, whose skin was sweaty, moved a little, turned over and lay on his chest: "Is it about the unknown 'Blank Military Advisor'?"

She has always been considerate and seems to have noticed something. This is normal. After all, observing words and emotions is her professional field, and psychiatrists rely on this to make a living.

Sometimes when you encounter a patient who is unwilling to speak, you can make some judgments and inferences through micro-expressions and body movements.

"After replacing the birth of Dr. Manhattan, Blank disappeared naturally, and the things she created were naturally erased by the law of cause and effect. But the guy who gave Blank 'advice' before must have existed in the past. In the story, I was thinking about his identity.”

Su Ming, who didn't break out a drop of sweat, touched her back, lifted the sheets on her body, and continued:

"But now I don't have any clues. I can only think about it. I'm just accustomed to preparing plans in advance."

"Well, I believe you can win anyway." Tangdou smiled and sat up, stretching his arms as far as possible to get water from the bed: "But if you die, I will find a way to avenge you, hehe!"

This is what she calls an independent woman in the new era, one who believes in her own man but also in her own strength.

"Origin, Taixu, God." Su Ming stretched out three fingers and looked at them against the background of the night sky: "The God in this trinity is dead, and the balance was broken at that time. The story has already begun, and we are in the middle of history. It's not easy for you to carry this thing under the wheel, so let me do it. I'm thinking about the events I'm about to face and how wide the impact will be."

"Do you think the Marvel Universe will also be affected?"

The woman raised an eyebrow, regardless of the sheet falling off her body. The moonlight illuminated her snow-white skin. She drank water with her big eyes tilted, and her little eyes became very sharp, as if she wanted to prove that she was a strong woman.

"It's hard to say, if it's aimed at me, all the universes I control may be within the range of attack." The man also sat up. The master bedroom of this car is located above the front of the car, with a sunroof and soft leather protection around it. He grabbed Two soft cushions to place under your head: "Including your favorite My Little Pony side."

On the contrary, if those guys only targeted those who wanted to restart or destroy Multivariate 1, the situation might be much better.

"Ah! That's not good." Harley's smile suddenly disappeared. She rubbed her face with both hands and fell back on the big bed: "I still want to eat the apples there. I haven't found my cutie mark yet."

She really wanted to get a cutie mark, and she tried hard to make friends with ponies, but it might have been due to time constraints, so she didn't succeed last time.

"So I'm thinking now, and I'm going to investigate every place in advance to see if I need to take some precautions." Su Ming put down his arm and looked at the night sky again: "The adjutant's detection equipment may not be able to detect something, or I have to enter those universes myself and feel the smell of darkness for myself."

The adjutant's cross-universe observation relies heavily on technological means. It is difficult for her to feel some metaphysical things or mysterious things.

Things like ‘feeling’ are so mysterious that if you want to completely copy and implement them with a program, it’s impossible to cover everything.

Just like a person walking on a dark country road in the middle of the night, and someone is following him from a distance, he may feel that sense of being spied on.

It seems to be a biological instinct?

As for the adjutant, she came to the conclusion through observation and calculation. Although she seemed to be made of flesh and blood now, the human 'feeling' was still a bit profound and complicated for her.

"Here we go again, I don't know what darkness smells like, does it smell like the smell of feet in Gotham's sewers? Hee hee!" Little Sugar Bean shook her head, her red and blue hair dyed in front of her chest: "Anyway, there's not much I can do to help you. I can only play with you. After hearing these serious things, it seems to be of no use."

"It's always good to have someone to share some stress with, even if you don't feel the pressure at all. It's precisely because of this that I can tell you these things without worrying about you being driven crazy by the pressure."

The Supreme Mage laughed and shook his head, indicating that he did not expect Harley to do anything beyond her abilities.

"This is not because of my optimism, but because I have mental illness, haha!" The woman started laughing and twisting around again. She said it as a joke. Every time she mentioned her illness, she Overjoyed.

I thought my life would be a period drama, but I didn't expect that the whole world would be a tragedy. It's really ridiculous.

"Forget it, go to sleep. You can do your own guinea pig experiments here with peace of mind. Tomorrow I will go around by myself." Throwing away the mat, Su Ming lay down again. There was no use thinking too much now. Let’s take a look at the investigation results tomorrow: “The situation here is quite normal, there are no changes within the universe, everything is as planned...”

But the woman showed a fox-like expression. She leaned close to the man's ear and shouted in her throat:

"Sleep big-headed ghost, hurry up and continue playing the game of doctor and cleaner, hand over all your cleaners to me! Hehe!"

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At the same time, among the flowers on the other side of the underworld, Lucifer was looking at the diary in his hand. At his feet was the bruised Yin Xie Na Meiming. She seemed to have fainted, and her snow-white skin was covered in fiery red flowers. Against the background, the person looks more delicate than the flower.

The premise is not to look at her prajna ghost face.

"Well, the blank is done? Please let me go and stare at heaven?" Lucifer saw the last page of the diary, and naturally saw the black smoke floating on the blank page. This was the power of darkness, and he showed some interest. With a look on his face, he stretched out his finger and touched the text lightly, and immediately discovered a lot of other things: "Is this how the blank is solved? I really dare to think about it, Deathstroke."

Through such means, Deathstroke secretly conveyed some words to him, in a way that outsiders could not understand.

"Why...are you here?" The female Satan on the side woke up, but she seemed to have forgotten something. She was staring at Lucifer's back in a daze, and she was unable to ask questions.

"It's nothing, my dear ex-wife, you accidentally fell asleep just now." Lucifer showed a charming smile. He put the diary away and put it in the inner pocket of his suit together with the notepad that the angel brother gave him: "I told you a long time ago that the Japanese custom of sleeping on the floor is not very healthy. Now that you wake up, do you feel pain all over your body?"

The woman didn't speak. She just rolled up her sleeves and looked at her arms. The deathly pale skin was covered with footprints and bruises.

She suspected that her ex-husband had committed domestic violence and beat her, but she couldn't remember anything. Shouldn't she be in the City of Wasted Death? Why did you come to the river? Still asleep in the sea of ​​flowers? When does the devil need to sleep?

A lot of questions rushed into her mind, which made her, who was not very smart, suddenly overloaded and couldn't say anything. She only felt that her eyes were dark.