The Death Knell

CAAT is still lingering at the door of the house, and the death knell is waiting for the 'syringe' and 'medicine' to be in place, so I have some time to eat fried chicken with the black mouse.

In fact, if it wasn't for the purpose of curing diseases and saving people, he could have taken another path and found a way to get the rats to take action, fight head-on with CAAT, and eliminate all the people controlled by it, whether physically or mentally.

But that would be a bit too much. If humans want to reproduce stably, their numbers still need to be guaranteed. Although most people are not aware of what it means to have humans in other parallel universes, one day they will. Used.

Today is only the initial stage of the cosmic voyage. In the not-too-distant future, travel across different parallel universes will also be realized. As a social animal, humans naturally hope that the world they 'travel' to will be filled with the same kind, not As soon as we landed, we were faced with an "I Am Legend"-like situation.

Therefore, Su Mingcai used this plan to preserve the bodies of those patients, replace their personalities, correct their mistakes after being educated, and allow them to maintain value on the material level.

As long as people live, sooner or later these new personalities will also reflect humanity, just like weeds growing on the wasteland.

However, because the anti-life equation was used again today, Su Ming could not help but think of Uncle Da, the good times when the dark tyrant played mahjong with him and the monitors, and his voice and smile.

Speaking of which, he also gave himself a lot of good things, such as Sepulke and the ghost universe, the fire pit, a special energy based on fear, and in the end he also gave himself the greatest authority over the anti-life equation and the concept of darkness.

These are all inheritances received from Uncle Da.

"What are you thinking about?" From the shadow under the black hooded cloak, a rat's cry accompanied by the sound of chewing came, but the sound of the crispy skin of fried chicken exploding was more obvious.

"I'm thinking about Darkseid. You may not know him, but you only need to know that I killed him because we were fighting for something." Su Ming held a chicken drumstick in his hand and took a bite. , gave Strangler another bite: "I obviously hinted to him to stay at my place honestly, but he just went to a dead end."

The symbiote chewed up the remaining meat and bones in one bite, leaving a small piece of bone about two centimeters in Deathstroke's hand.

In fact, the real Darkseid is fighting for the power of darkness and pursuing the truth in the darkness. He is doing it to deal with the dangers that the DC universe will encounter next.

Maybe Merlin? Maybe none? Maybe CAAT? In short, he foresaw something and wanted to lead the creatures under his leadership to fight against the huge crisis that had not yet appeared at that time.

After all, in his opinion, other creatures are too weak and cannot bear the heavy responsibility, so they just need to be slaves and obey his orders.

But Su Ming didn't see it that way. He also needed darkness, and no matter what he was fighting against, he had to gain dominance on behalf of mankind, which was related to the series of plans that followed.

No matter how good the aliens are, we must be on guard against them. Our ancestors said that people who are not of our race must have different hearts. This is the truth.

Therefore, both sides want to take the concept of darkness, and no one can give in. The result is that one side falls and the other side continues to move forward.

To be honest, Su Ming had no personal grudge against Darkseid. He actually quite admired that person's magnanimity.

"It sounds like it's just a common conflict of interests. It's quite ordinary." The mouse slowly ate the fried chicken. After finishing a piece, he would twitch his fingers and make a tut-tsk sound: "If you feel guilty about this, then It’s not necessary. From the perspective of story development, resources will flow to the powerful. Have you been to Hollywood?”

"It's not about guilt. I never regret killing someone. I only remember how happy I was when I benefited from killing."

Taking out a piece of fried chicken from the paper bucket again, Deathstroke showed a smile and reached out to touch the head of the strangled bean sprouts:

"I just miss the joy of getting gifts from Uncle Da. After he died, there was one less person to give me gifts. Go ahead, of course I have been to Hollywood, what's the matter?"

"A popular actor will get more media attention, more film appointments, and more remuneration. An unknown actor will eventually be eliminated by the times. Although I don't know the specific person you are talking about. What is the situation, but currently it seems that you who eliminated him are obviously more adaptable to the audience's taste."

What the mouse said was indeed quite realistic, which gave it a special sense of darkness. However, Su Ming never felt sad for Uncle Da. After all, there was only one more person playing mahjong.

The Monitor, the Counter-Monitor, the World Forger, plus myself and Uncle Da, aren’t these five people?

If one person is removed, the number of people will be just right.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, although I don't rely on popularity to survive." Su Ming stretched and looked at the CAAT that was still changing slowly, and then moved to the crown that was also hanging above everyone's heads: "I want to Why don't we first knock off the crown that represents the 'right to speak' or the 'media'? To weaken our opponents?"

As it stands now, CAAT has not yet fully formed an entity and is still in that untouchable state;

But the crown floating above the soap bubble of the universe is different. It is a conceptual entity that actually exists in the multiverse, and it is still spewing out a large number of niggas who are also entities.

"Us?" Black Mouse's head moved under the shadow of the cloak: "Aren't you going to handle it? You also know my identity, so it's not that convenient."

"Hey, maybe you can't move CAAT because you want to avoid suspicion, but Crown is actually a 'correct' way to display your own publicity channels and the 'right to speak' gained through publicity, so you can't acquire it?"

Deathstroke blinked at Dax Xqi, and poked his waist with his hand, urging him to think of a solution.

"I'm considered dead at that level. How can I buy a TV station for you?" Mouse slapped Deathstroke's hand away and continued to eat fried chicken angrily: "Don't you already have an idea? Do it yourself. Ah, don't keep testing me when you have nothing to do."

"Doesn't this show that you are smart?" Deathstroke rubbed his fingers, stood up, and left the bucket of fried chicken for the mouse to continue enjoying. He put away his smile: "Crown, the way to achieve civilization will not work, so we can only use Has it been overthrown by force?"

Sometimes someone needs to shut up, and there are only two ways to do it, bribe him or kill him.

Maybe there is a way to influence it, but no matter how you look at this ever-changing huge crown, it is not something that can be influenced in a short time. It is too troublesome, so let's do it hard.

At least try to attack the crown, maybe it can distract the attention of CAAT, but you can't do this kind of thing first, after all, it is just a test attack, you have to let someone go to the minefield to test the car to determine whether it is safe.