The Death Knell

"The hairless guy said that what he saw was a laurel wreath made of thorns. I think it was probably similar to the one worn by the old man God?"

A Thousand Cats' Dream answered Deathstroke's question. It also used its two small paws with sharp nails to indicate the feeling of "thorns" upwards.

The crown of thorns, apart from being a symbol of the old man God, is just a pure instrument of torture. It often appears on the reliefs of the Iron Maiden torture instrument in the 16th century. It is probably a bad taste of mankind.

"Sure enough, CAAT is different in everyone's eyes. Even in the eyes of the same person, it appears in different times and different spaces, and its manifestations are also different."

Su Ming nodded. There was another thing he was sure of, and that was that the manifestation of CAAT in the eyes of other creatures did not depend on the subjective perceptions of these creatures.

To put it simply, take Lucifer as an example. In the eyes of humans, he will show that person's favorite appearance features, which makes him always look particularly beautiful.

Some people like blonde hair, and some people like small breasts. People's XP is always different, but because it is Lucifer who is observing, they subjectively recognize the things they are obsessed with.

The performance of CAAT is different. Although it will have different postures in the eyes of different people, it seems to be more determined by itself, and it may randomly show one of countless forms.

Even if several people see it at the same time, each person will see a different crown. The only thing they have in common is this - it looks like a 'crown'.

What is the difference between a crown and an ordinary hat? Maybe the answer to this question will be valuable.

"Compared to this, I suddenly remembered my purpose of coming, meow!" After chatting and smoking catnip, Thousand Cats Dream remembered his purpose of coming: "Diversity 2 is too close to us, Slade, we still Find a way to hide your 40K universe, or move it?"

"Ah, I know what you mean, but if you really do this, it will be bad."

Su Ming, who was still as calm as before, took a puff of cigarette with a smile and slowly exhaled the smoke:

"Because of TOAA's help in covering up, CATT should not be able to find the specific location of the 40K universe for the time being. Naturally, it will not be able to find the multi-dimensional 1 included in it at this time. But if we move around at this time, we may be exposed. Get out, this is what it means that there are no three hundred taels of silver here."

DC Universe Diversity 2 is so close that it can be said to be right next door. If this were some kind of asymmetrical competitive horror game, it would almost feel like a murderer has captured the player hiding in the locker next to you.

Is it a good idea to jump out of the closet and run away at this time? Obviously not, it's better to hold your breath in the closet and see what happens next.

Besides, with CAAT's attack mode, I'm afraid it's impossible to escape unless you take the entire 40K super universe directly beyond the omnipotent level and enter the 'mystery'.

But this matter is unrealistic. Not to mention how much energy is required, and whether there is still so much energy in the omnipotent universe, it is very troublesome to let flowers, plants, trees, rocks and mud understand that 'road'.

"I understand, but I have another idea." The cat's face showed a sideways grin, and its tail curled up: "In other distant multiverses, make some noise, maybe this will attract some attention. Open the attention of CAAT.”

It must be a slightly dark plan, because if you divert trouble to the east, some people will die.

But let's just think of them as sacrificing themselves for the collective sake of humanity. After all, Su Ming himself will take the risk to go to the mysterious level after a while. Even his own life can be played with, and there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with letting others play with their lives.

"After you told the fate of Multi-Dimensional 2, the adjutant has already started to implement this plan." Deathstroke touched the cat, whose fur was still cold and without warmth: "I will send you to a safe place later. This place may be the safest place in the Marvel Universe, and then it’s time for me to set off.”

"After the squirrels have finished building the house?" The cat turned around and glanced. These squirrels were building at an extremely fast speed. Now the big circus tent is about to be topped out: "Although I said it before, you still have to go on the road. Be careful, meow.”

"Don't worry, I won't die that easily. Humans often say that good people don't live long. I don't think I'm a good person."

"Okay, meow, where is the safe place you mentioned?" The gray cat stretched, its waist bent like a bow, and it seemed that it still wanted to see the safe house first.

"Just ask the adjutant to send you there. It can be regarded as a surprise. Just kidding!"

Su Ming snapped his fingers, and a blue light sent the dream of a thousand cats away. The furry touch disappeared instantly, and the weight of the dream disappeared with it.

The next moment, in another place in the universe.

"Oh, isn't this the dream of a thousand cats? Why did it suddenly fall from the sky to find me, Mr. Deadpool? Jie Jie Jie!"

Facing the big cat that suddenly fell into Spider-Man's arms, Deadpool smiled like a villain with his tongue sticking out, and his twisted thoughts made his facial muscles twitch:

"Sure enough, my cousin still thinks that I am the safest around me? Hahahaha! Yes, that's right! This kind of bodyguard mission is exactly what I want!"

"Ahem!" Spider-Man on the side raised his hand and said: "I feel that Deathstroke entrusted the cat to me. Look, there is a note attached to the cat."

Just like Peter said, during the transmission process, a piece of paper was stuck on the butt of A Thousand Cats Dream with a paragraph written on it:

"Spider-Man, I will leave Mimi under your care for a while, and Deathstroke will stay here\\(≧ω≦)/"

So the expression under Deadpool's mask became even more distorted, becoming like a Japanese Ukiyoe, and a sentence came out from the corner of his grinning mouth:

"It's really disgusting that he still uses emojis. Slade is obviously nearly a hundred years old, but he still does such girlish things, ugh! He thinks that he is a handsome man like me and can be worthy of such a gorgeous man. Is there a kaomoji emoticon package system? If I have this system, no, I will take a photo of this note and send it to the teenager's gender confusion warhead to see what the death knell she admires looks like in private. The sleeping grass."

But in fact, this was all the work of the deputy, and she just left a message in the name of the police chief.

Theoretically speaking, the age of the adjutant is almost eighty years old, but in terms of the Cybertron clan, eight hundred years old can only be regarded as a baby. Which ancient Vajra didn't start at ten billion years old?

She uses cute kaomoji and has no problem at all.