Chapter 160: New Skill! Cosmic Overlord!
In Hell, the blood moon hangs high in the sky.
No one noticed Ian’s departure.
Even in Hell, Ian kept his family in mind; this is the bond of family. After preparing Jordan’s birthday gift, he entered the Marvel journey amidst the echoing bell chimes.
The process of transmigration was no different from the past, just with a tiny bit of an extra step. After all, Ian’s system wouldn’t forget he had a new profession to settle.
【Eternal Gift: The Creator’s authority is held firmly in your grasp. Mortals gaze at the stars, and the stars will eventually gaze at you. Life will undergo eternal evolution under your watch.
You are no longer a mere practitioner, but an agent of life’s laws, capable of bestowing extraordinary leaps upon life. Those who mutate because of you will become extensions of your will.
This skill permits the owner to acquire a maximum number of dependents not exceeding their current profession level. When your level reaches multiples of ten, the number of dependents you can have will increase once.
The stronger the target dependent bestowed with the gift, the more experience points you will receive daily upon settlement.】
This is a talent skill for Ian’s 【Aberration Master】 profession. Settled daily, Ian’s consciousness drifted in the chaos of transmigration when he suddenly heard the system’s prompt.
【Aberrant Master Experience Points settlement complete.】
【Based on the life strength of existing dependents, you have gained +9 Aberrant Master Experience Points.】
【You have leveled up, gaining +1 Profession Skill Point, and +1 Developable Dependent Slot.】
【Strength: 622—638】
【Constitution: 864—872】
【Intelligence: 60.7—71.4】
【Spirit: 333—350】
In a semi-conscious state.
Ian experienced another small boost. Those who have used cheats understand what it’s like; one might unknowingly become stronger than before.
Judging by the numerical values alone, Ian is currently equivalent to about 1.8 to 2 Wonder Women, already possessing the charm of Earth’s top-tier superheroes.
Although not comparable to those exceptionally powerful beings, Ian’s stats are still considerable. After all, superheroes his age are typically still in their developmental stages.
Speaking of development.
The 【Aberration Master】 profession is truly excellent. Although other attributes didn’t increase much, the boost to 【Intelligence】 was deeply favored by Ian.
“My thought speed is lightning-fast, allowing me to conceive more classic stories per second.” Ian always stays true to his original intentions at such times.
He truly loves creation.
He also deeply knows that his story about 《Gotham: Bruce Wayne’s father being a king in Hell for those years》 is bound to be a huge hit in the human world. The name alone in Gotham would be worth the ticket price.
Not to mention, Ian also buried a profound mystery in the story: what if six legs entered an alley, only two legs came out, and the four legs left behind in the alley could never be reunited?
Regardless of the box office, Young Master Wayne would ensure the cinema explodes. In any case, this monumental work is bound to be a sensation, cementing Ian’s position as the number one DC director.
【Aberration Master Lv2 [1/20]】
The new profession leveled up in just one day. Ian felt he should consider bestowing new slots, though he hadn’t thought of suitable candidates yet.
It’s not that Ian is concerned about the moral character of his dependents, but the sole stringent condition to be his dependent is to first fall in love with him. If they don’t love him, how can they be worthy of being his dependent?
You can’t just love your god when there are benefits!
“Let me see what new skills are available for this profession.” Since his last transmigration to the Marvel Universe, the process now includes a “crossing” through the void.
He was a bit bored.
So, he chose to examine the new profession’s skill tree. After all, Ian isn’t particularly fond of hoarding skill points; he usually hoards them to upgrade cost-effective skills.
【Life Remodeling: Aberration Master possesses the “Seed of Aberration” within, capable of converting their cell samples into “Aberration Seeds.” Once implanted into a target life form, the target will undergo a harmless “mutation,” gaining temporary mutated abilities granted by the Aberration Seed before it withers.
Before you, the bodies of others are merely vessels for your genetic cultivation.】
【Apocalypse of Life: Unleash the accumulated “Mutagenic Energy” within to form a gene-level disintegration storm, delivering a devastating blow to all non-mutated life forms within range, forcing their genetic structure to collapse, plunging them into extreme pain, loss of control, and death. For mutated beings, it causes a “Mutation Backlash,” leading to loss of power and eventual explosion.
The old world must perish for new life to be born.】
【Reverse Evolution Ray: Aberration Master can release a beam of “Reverse Evolution Ray” from their eyes. Upon shining it on a target, it forces their genetic sequence to degenerate towards a “primitive form” or “younger form,” causing their strength, intelligence, senses, and even appearance to regress. The degree of regression depends on the target’s mutation level and the ray’s duration.
This skill is highly effective against mutated beings, superhumans, demons, angels, artificial life forms, and the like. For ordinary humans, it might cause them to devolve into more primitive biological forms, such as beasts or reptiles. Evolution is the glory you bestow, and devolution is the punishment you deliver.】
…
There were quite a few skills that could be learned.
【Aberration Master】 is an ultimate profession, and its professional skills include an ultimate skill that allows one to transform into the mythical form of 【Aberration God】.
The description states that it allows one to tap into all perfect genes within oneself and become the most perfect life form in the world, a skill only learnable at high levels.
Ian looked at it with longing. So, he pretended not to have seen it, and his mood gradually calmed down. The trait of “pretending” had been perfected by him.
Perhaps after graduation, he could even list it in his personal resume.
“You’re the one!” Ian didn’t dwell on it too much and directly chose the 【Reverse Evolution Ray】 ability. He remembered that his professional skills would only complement each other and not be incompatible.
This skill was tailor-made for him. After all, a proper Lord Evil God should have the miraculous ability to turn someone into a monkey with just a glare.
As the skill was selected, Ian’s body began to mutate. Ancient genetic patterns appeared on the surface of his eyeballs, like the imprints from the birth of the first life billions of years ago.
The most astonishing change occurred in the power contained deep within his pupils. His eyes, which originally held two miniature suns, were now infused with a new law that did not conflict with the Sun Law.
In fact.
Just as Ian had anticipated, the two laws integrated perfectly. Previously, the miniature sun warmed and illuminated all things, like the first light at the dawn of life. It possessed the ability to nourish and the ability to punish. But now, the Sun’s might was no longer merely a boon and a punishment.
It had a new kind of might.
It was the power to judge whether all beings were worthy of their current stage of life. Within Ian’s pupils, the sun burned more intensely, and his golden eyes gained a hint of scarlet allure.
Like mist.
Flowing in the depths of his eyes.
Ian could clearly feel that any being, upon being gazed upon by him, could be reverted to its original form, forced to re-experience an evolutionary journey that would normally take billions of years.
Sunlight can be warm.
But from now on.
It could not only be excessively warm but also unleash life’s “winter.” This was not a simple collaboration of one plus one equaling two, but an intertwining that formed a new authority.
The authority that truly decides a life’s destiny.
“Uncle Bruce’s wish for me to call him ‘Uncle’ has a greater chance of success again. After all, with just a glare from me, he’ll revert to the form of a tadpole!”
Ian always had a wise approach to using his skills. He didn’t want to turn people into Yuanmou Man or Peking Man. As a young Evil God, he preferred catching tadpoles for fun.
After all, no young boy could refuse the game of catching tadpoles.
“Hmm, and more than that, if I can make Jordan and Jonathan willingly return to being eight years old, I’ll be the true eldest son of the Kent family!” Ian figured his parents were exhausted from raising children, so they definitely wouldn’t agree to his idea, but that didn’t stop him from revealing his grand ambitions to the void.
Perhaps even the void was shaken by the Evil God’s ambition.
The next second.
Ian felt a warm tremor around him. He had traversed the void and returned to the Marvel Universe. His eyes perceived light, and his surging heart discovered he was standing in a vast alloy room.
“Whoosh—!”
Ian had been in Hell for too long, breathing in the scent of sulfur incense. Thus, he longed for air that had no smell, wanting to breathe in the fresh air of another world’s human realm.
However.
As he took a deep inhale.
He only smelled the scent of technology.
“Cough, cough, cough!!” Master Ian’s mouth could discern the taste of nine dragon potions, so his nose was naturally adept at discerning the air. He could tell; the air contained tech oxygen produced by an oxygen generator.
And the unique metallic scent of an internal circulation cold air conditioner.
“Where have I been brought to now?” Ian rubbed his nose and looked around. The room was spacious, clean, and sterile. He was standing in a super-sized alloy room, the walls so smooth they could serve as mirrors, the ceiling emitting a soft, cold light, and the floor made of some special shock-absorbing material.
“A laboratory? A prison? Or some evil organization’s secret base?” Ian’s fists clenched as he guessed. Suddenly, the alloy door of the room slid open with a “hum.”
Gwen Stacy walked in, holding a spray bottle. The room was very cold, and the floor was shaking, so she was wearing a thick down jacket and swaying slightly.
“Gwen, quickly tell me, out of this batch of newcomers, I’m the tightest-assed one.” Ian clearly hadn’t fully detached from the “filming” of the story.
He merely felt the ground shake, had a sudden whim, and humorously blurted out his expectation. However, this sentence directly caused Gwen Stacy’s originally delicate features to distort slightly.
“????????”
She really didn’t want to know what Ian was talking about, but she hated herself for understanding it instantly. “I think you should use a more normal opening to greet me.”
“Like ‘good noon,’ ‘have you eaten,’ or maybe ask how I’m doing,” Gwen said after a long silence, trying to teach Ian how to be more human.
Yes.
She often felt Ian was like a fake human.
“I don’t need to ask to know you’ve eaten, because your mouth is emitting the aroma of toothpaste and pizza. I can tell you guys still love eating pizza so much.”
Ian showcased his super-olfactory sense.
If he hadn’t said this, Gwen’s expression wouldn’t have immediately become a bit more enraged.
“You dare mention pizza again? How dare you mention pizza! The takeout pizza you ordered before you disappeared last time, we ate it at the Sanctum Sanctorum for half a month without finishing it!”
Saying this, she resentfully pointed outside the door, where hundreds of pizza boxes were placed next to the trash can in the metal corridor. It was evident that these superheroes had genuinely tried their best to eat them.
“Why didn’t you save some for me?” Ian wasn’t surprised by Gwen’s mention of half a month. He had discovered this earlier: time in the Marvel Universe was accelerating with his increasing power. It went from a one-to-one ratio between the Marvel and DC Universes to now, where 12 hours in the DC Universe meant 12 days had passed in the Marvel Universe while Ian was in the DC Universe.
There were no clues yet to explain this phenomenon. However, existence is reasonable. If one had to understand every problem, it would be too taxing for their Super Brain.
Ian cherished it and thus rarely used it.
“There are still hundreds of boxes in the refrigerator. Go ahead, I’ll watch you eat.” Gwen said this and started to lead Ian, but Ian, who occasionally disliked leftover food, remained motionless.
“For half a month, they’ve been stringy. I’m not talking about cheese strings, but microbial fermentation strings.” Ian felt Gwen definitely had some stereotypes about him.
Evil Gods are not the same as scavengers.
“Ugh~”
Gwen gagged a few times at Ian’s description.
“What is this place? Is it your new base?” Ian began to try and change the subject, having read parenting books and knowing how to alleviate a girl’s morning sickness.
“No, this is Rescuer One… Tony is truly a prophet.” Gwen glanced at Ian strangely and said something inexplicable.
“What’s going on?”
Ian blinked, his eyes looking somewhat clear. Gwen didn’t answer directly but walked to the wall of the alloy room and pressed a hidden switch on the wall.
“Click—!”
The previously sealed alloy wall cracked open, then slid to both sides, revealing a huge viewing window. Outside the window lay the vast and boundless cosmic starry sky.
Brilliant nebulae rotated slowly in the darkness, distant stars emitted a cold and faraway light, and closer by, many meteoroids spun and flew past the window.
“We are on our way to rescue King of Gods Odin.”
Gwen explained.
“What does this have to do with New Teacher Tony being a prophet?” Ian walked to the large window to admire the scenery, only to see Gwen spraying him vigorously with the spray bottle.
“Hey! What are you doing?! Do you know this is paid content?” Ian, sprayed into a drenched state, his face flushed, couldn’t help but protest with feigned resistance.
“Disinfection. I’m disinfecting you. We can’t afford to get sick in space.” Gwen said with a serious expression, emptying the entire large spray bottle, only to find that Ian seemed more eager than her.
“It’s okay, insurance won’t cover you guys. If you get sick, I’ll cure you. I’m the best at curing diseases.” Ian thought the disinfectant was okay; at least the Hellish sulfur smell on him had been significantly removed.
Of course, he wasn’t a boy who liked getting wet. He allowed Gwen to disinfect him merely to use the disinfectant as perfume, masking the Hellish rogue aura on him.
This is a white person’s tradition, and it works well.
“You knew I would appear here long ago?” Ian accepted Gwen’s service and even slipped her a ten-dollar tip, baffling Gwen, who had wanted to play a prank on him.
“…”
She realized that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t quite keep up with his train of thought. Composing herself, the somewhat helpless girl then replied to Ian’s question.
“This is the answer to your previous question. Yes, we knew you would appear here because Tony is a prophet. He used Stark’s Supercomputing Array to calculate the pattern of your appearances and then pinpointed thirty-six possible locations for you this time.”
“And then?”
“Then, he cut out the Earth-based spatial coordinates for those thirty-six locations and stuffed them into this room.” Gwen answered Ian’s follow-up question.
“?????”
This time, it was Ian’s turn to be stunned.
“It can be done like this?”
He didn’t expect Earth’s technology to have evolved to such an extent. However, he patted his pocket and felt the black box, then thought that such technological means weren’t entirely unacceptable.
Marvel.
Earth’s technology fluctuates inconsistently.
Everyone understands.
This is also a Marvel tradition.
“I don’t quite understand the principle either. It has something to do with the Kamar-Taj library opened by Doctor Strange and the Asgardian rune technology opened by Thor, who was eager to save his father.” As a high school girl who hadn’t yet gone to college, Gwen, despite having fragmented memories of the end times, was as much of a tech novice as Ian.
She pointed around. “This room is actually composed of thirty-six ‘space cubes,’ each cube being a location where you might appear.”
Although the explanation wasn’t detailed, it was easy to understand, causing Ian, whose technological knowledge was on par with Gwen’s, to fall silent. He wiped the disinfectant from his face and couldn’t help but complain.
“You’re using stacked cubes to block my refresh rate? What kind of Marvel version of ‘Minecraft’ is this? I’m not a villager or a zombie that drops materials.”
Ian didn’t feel the tension of having his weakness exploited; he was just indignant. “Even in Minecraft, I should be the protagonist, Steve!”
The youth cared deeply about world recognition and status.
“Steve? Steve is out flying a spaceship.” Gwen heard this and pointed outside the room. Seeing Ian walk out, she immediately followed. They walked through a long, technologically advanced corridor, and an automatic sensor door slid open with a “swish,” revealing the cockpit at the front of the spaceship.
Inside the cabin, a holographic projection of Tony Stark hovered in the center. Upon seeing Ian, a familiar, slightly gentle smile curved his lips.
“Yo, Sleeping Beauty is awake?”
This was true personification. New Teacher Tony had learned to tease and joke. Ian looked at him thoughtfully, then his gaze swept around the surroundings.
Thor lay sprawled on a nearby seat, fast asleep, clutching an empty beer can, with several pizza boxes piled at his feet. At the spaceship’s controls, Captain America Steve Rogers was piloting the ship with a stern and focused expression.
“Let me fly it. I’ve wanted to fly a spaceship for ages.”
Ian’s hands itched.
Steve Rogers remained unmoved.
“No, how can you let this guy fly the ship? He’s a noob! Let me! I’m an expert!” Ian’s request was not granted, so he immediately turned into a tattletale.
A top student is like this.
Ian immediately started complaining to New Teacher Tony.
“Flying a spaceship is the same principle as flying an airplane. I’ve flown airplanes, so of course, I’m good at flying spaceships. I’m a seasoned pilot. Who remembers how many Nazis I shot down during World War II?”
Steve replied without looking back, a hint of pride in his voice.
“Are you not going to mention the part where you crashed your plane into a ditch and slept for decades?” Ian, adept at finding tricky angles, immediately retorted.
As soon as these words were spoken.
The cockpit instantly fell silent.
Steve’s body visibly stiffened, then the roots of his ears turned red at a visible rate, and his entire neck flushed. He abruptly turned his head to look at Ian.
His guilty conscience was evident, like a past he tried to hide was exposed.
“Th-that was all Red Skull’s fault! Mr. Ian Kent, how can you slander me like this! … Can a plane crash really be considered a technical issue?”
“At best, it was just a strategic landing!”
Steve’s voice was full of deliberate emphasis. As he spoke, his voice grew quieter, and he finally lowered his head and mumbled, “You people just don’t understand tactics and accidents.”
Then followed a string of incomprehensible words, such as “Hydra’s betrayal,” “harsh Arctic climate,” and “the super-soldier serum’s efficacy doesn’t protect against freezing.”
Ian burst into laughter, almost rolling on the floor of the cabin. His laughter filled the cabin with a cheerful atmosphere, adding a touch of light-hearted seasoning to their interstellar journey.
“I definitely won’t crash this time!” Captain America Steve was incredibly red-faced. Fortunately, Ian didn’t torment him further, and the ever-changing youth no longer wanted to fly the spaceship.
He wanted to save his first time for the Kryptonian spaceship his father owned.
“Space… the final frontier…” After laughing enough, Ian looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, suddenly cleared his throat, and put on a serious expression.
As he spoke, Ian also raised his hand and separated his fingers. After speaking, he looked around expectantly, waiting for everyone’s reaction, but not a single person understood his humor.
Tony: “?”
Gwen: “??”
Steve: “Are you chanting a spell?”
Thor, in his sleep, rolled over and mumbled, “One more drink…”
Regarding this.
What reaction could Ian possibly have?
Ian: “…”
He felt like he was definitely the least respected Evil God, with no one to play along when he tried to be funny, which truly made him feel he had no face as an Evil God.
“Don’t you guys have a childhood?!” Star Trek! The classic opening line!” Ian shouted in despair, plopping down into the comfortable co-pilot’s seat of the spaceship.
Everyone looked at each other.
“I am not human, so I likely don’t have a childhood.”
New Teacher Tony’s tone was very sincere.
“Did you know that eighty percent of boys who liked this movie couldn’t find a girlfriend before college?” Gwen also reminded Ian with a factual attitude.
“When I was a child, I watched 《 The Great Illusion 》, 《 Game Rules 》, 《 All Quiet on the Western Front 》, 《 Top Gun 》. Oh, oh, my favorite movies were 《 Gone with the Wind 》 and 《 The Wizard of Oz 》.”
The gap between Captain America and Ian was no longer a generational gap, but a gap between two different centuries. Ian completely gave up, and indignantly rolled his eyes on the seat.
“Call me when we get there.”
He closed his eyes.
Gwen watched him.
“Are you going to sleep?”
She didn’t know why she secretly took out a crayon.
“No,” Ian said, crossing his hands behind his head. His eyeballs, through his eyelids, saw the mischievous Gwen. “I’m going to build my Mind Palace.”
He was truly building a Mind Palace.
“Mind Palace? Like Sherlock Holmes’?” Gwen blinked, finally finding common ground with Ian. Like Doctor Strange, she also loved reading Sherlock Holmes detective stories.
“Mhmm, don’t underestimate me, I have this ability.” Ian’s consciousness sank into his spiritual world, and he began to build his Mind Palace as if playing 《 SimCity 》.
In the grand Mind City.
The buildings on both sides of the streets were composed of various memory fragments – on the left was the “Protein Powder Formula Museum,” and on the right was the “Laboratory for Boiling Instant Noodles with Holy Water.”
In the distance, there was also an under-construction “Hell Economics Data Center.”
This was Ian’s contribution to his Mind World.
Useful information could be stored everywhere. If only he hadn’t found a way, Ian would have wanted to move the library from Heaven in. Just as he was immersed in building his Mind Palace.
“Master Ian should also have his own library.” Ian pushed open the door of a Baroque-style library, inside which countless bookshelves were neatly arranged.
“Now it’s time to store the knowledge I got from Google.” He snapped his fingers, and countless light spots flew from his mind, transforming into books with gilded covers that landed on the bookshelves.
《 Post-partum Care for Sows 》
《 How to Tame an Elephant with a Toothpick 》
《 200 Possibilities on Whether Mosquitoes Burp 》
《 How Humans Can Play the Piano with Their Toes: From Basics to Mastery 》
《 Why Humans Can’t Live Slowly Like Sloths 》
《 Introduction to Quantum Mechanics for Dogs: Understanding Schrödinger’s Dog 》
《 How to Train Your Nose Hair for Artistic Creation 》
……
This was all knowledge Ian had recently memorized from Google. Now that it was stored in his Mind Palace, he could selectively forget it and use his own brain capacity to carry new knowledge.
He was engrossed in his Mind World.
Suddenly.
In reality, Thor, the God of Thunder, suddenly woke up.
“What are you doing in my head?!”
Thor “popped” up from his seat, his blond hair standing on end, like a startled lion cub. He pointed at the still meditating Ian with trembling fingers in terror.
“This Evil God is defiling my mind!”
Thor’s tone was laced with tears.
“I’m building a Mind Palace.”
Ian slowly opened his eyes, looking at Thor with a confused expression.
“Then why aren’t you building it in your own head?!”
Thor was trembling all over, not just from terror, but also because he found that his brain had inexplicably gained a lot of profound and useless knowledge.
“The Evil God Master’s brain is very precious, the brain cortex is valuable, more expensive than Manhattan real estate. I’ll use yours first, I’ll use yours first, this is also a blessing for you.”
Ian’s usual logic was trotted out again. Hearing this, Steve and Gwen involuntarily shivered, secretly glad they hadn’t been targeted by the Evil God.
“No! This won’t do!”
Thor spun around anxiously.
“Doctor Strange’s brain is good! Use Doctor Strange’s brain! Just stuff some lewd pictures into my brain, or maybe more recipes.”
Thor clearly had lofty aspirations.
“Don’t worry.” Ian smiled kindly. Good erotica deserved to reside in his Super Brain, so he did not agree to Thor’s request.
“I bestow my grace equally; you will all become part of ‘erudition’.” To be honest, Ian really coveted the Library of Heaven, so he planned to link the brains of all his followers to build the Evil God’s Library.
“I’m warning you!” Thor swung his hammer, crackling with electricity. He clearly didn’t understand Ian’s grand ambition, so he threatened him with a voice full of shame and anger.
“If you dare defile my brain again, I’ll smash it!” He pointed Mjolnir at his own temples. This threat was truly unprecedented.
“????”
Ian looked at Thor several times. Indeed, he still had to save Dr. Hannibal. Facing mental illness of this level, even a mental illness expert like him felt somewhat powerless.
In this delicate atmosphere.
A violent tremor suddenly came from outside, and a piercing alarm sounded in the cockpit.
“There’s something going on!”
Steve, who had been about to drink some water to calm his nerves, suddenly turned around and rushed to the front of the cockpit.
“Aliens!” Steve exclaimed, staring at the radar. “There’s an alien spaceship outside!”
“You don’t have enough brainpower, no wonder the Evil God doesn’t fancy your brain.”
Thor rushed to the window aggressively.
“What if, I am the alien, and this isn’t the first time… Wait!”
His expression suddenly froze.
Then he became furious.
“It’s this! This ship hit me!”
Thor, having found the “offending spaceship,” was furious. Before anyone could react, Thor “boom” went through the corridor, to the exit, and directly smashed open the hatch and rushed out.
Ian quickly followed.
“You’re going to help me?”
Thor, floating in space, asked unexpectedly.
“No.” Ian took out a bag of sunflower seeds. They weren’t flash-frozen in space. Don’t ask why; just ask because Ian’s bio-electric field appears when he’s flying.
“I just love watching a show.”
The honest Evil God casually cracked sunflower seeds.
“As I thought, I knew you wouldn’t be that kind. But I can get revenge myself. Watch me crack this walnut!” Thor angrily swung his hammer and summoned lightning.
“Crack the walnut, crack the walnut, crack the walnut.”
He used his “Cook’s Aiming Method” and a thick bolt of lightning struck the strangely shaped spaceship. With a direct hit, the lightning he summoned struck the spaceship with a roar.
“Rumble~”
After the spaceship was hit.
It immediately lost control.
And plummeted towards the planet below.
And just as it was about to crash, a masked person poked their head out of the spaceship and fired both guns, shooting wildly in the direction of Ian and Thor.
Bullets whizzed by.
The insecure Thor, the God of Thunder, once again covered his head and scurried.
Ian immediately reached out.
And began his bullet-catching practice.
【You attempted to practice catching bullets with your hands, 【Student 】Profession Experience Points+1】
【You attempted to practice catching bullets with your hands, 【Student 】Profession Experience Points+1】
【You attempted to practice catching bullets with your hands, 【Student 】Profession Experience Points+1】
……
This round of practice was bound to be a perfect bullet catch, after all, Ian could mimic three hundred and sixty-eight hands, and his attribute values were no longer what they used to be.
In fact.
If the opponent hadn’t fired super laser bullets, which were still somewhat challenging, Ian might not have been able to gain experience points. Just as Ian was about to shout “Who else?” in the silent space.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”
A series of intensive cannon fire sounded. A giant Rocket Bear leaped out of the falling spaceship, carrying a mortar, and unleashed a barrage of three hundred shots towards Ian!
Three hundred cannonballs whizzed by.
“Damn it! These are shells from the Kree Empire!”
Thor was greatly alarmed.
“It’s okay, Master Ian will take action!”
Ian wasn’t flustered at all. Three hundred shells were nothing. He had mimicked three hundred and sixty-eight hands, handling them with ease. The advantage was his, not only could he catch them simultaneously.
The remaining sixty-eight hands could even applaud enthusiastically as atmosphere builders.
“Emperor of All Laws! Super Evil God! You are truly amazing!”
Thor’s attitude changed instantly. He desperately hid behind Ian, trying to conceal his bulging belly behind Ian’s small frame.
The cannon fire streaked across the vacuum of space.
They approached in an instant.
Ian took action immediately, multitasking, not missing a single cannonball. He steadily caught all the cannonballs, but this didn’t mean accidents wouldn’t happen.
“Damn it! I can’t eat them all! I can’t eat them all!”
It was only after catching the cannonballs that the belated Ian realized that while he could mimic many hands, he still only had one mouth that could eat at most two cannonballs at a time.
The speed of three hundred hands was far greater than his mouth.
And the consequences of this awkward situation were obvious. The eighteenth cannonball, not having been swallowed in time, caused the other cannonballs to explode in his hands.
“Boom boom boom!!!”
Ian was already trying his best to consume the explosive energy.
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points+21】
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points+23】
【Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points+26】
……
However, his mouth was still too few. Some residual explosions still destroyed their spaceship’s engine system, and their spaceship plummeted towards the planet below, emitting thick smoke.
Thor was blown away by the shockwave.
Fortunately, Ian grabbed him by the crown of his head, preventing him from getting lost in the turbulence.
“Gwen! Steve! New Teacher Tony! Don’t panic! I’m a professional at saving spaceships! It’s a family tradition!” Ian gambled his family’s honor and began the rescue.
He shouted, pushing off with his legs, and created a sonic boom in the vacuum. He then rushed downwards towards the yellowish planet, carrying Thor and half of the spaceship.
Flight plus teleportation.
Very fast.
How to describe it – he could definitely catch it as fast as a bowl of spicy soup. Thor’s head was squeezed so hard that his eyes rolled back, and he protested indistinctly.
“Let… let go of my head…”
His contorted face was not from pain, but from a genuine feeling of ascending to heaven.
“Stop messing around, we’re in a hurry!” Ian slightly loosened his grip, pushed off with his legs again, and his speed suddenly increased, directly entering the planet’s atmosphere.
The high temperature generated by friction left a long fiery tail in their wake. From a distance, it looked like a falling meteor – except that a part of this meteor was cursing.
“This is the power of ancestral skill!”
Ian caught their spaceship within the atmosphere, with plenty of room for error. The other offending spaceship had crashed somewhere on the planet.
This was not Ian’s concern.
He had defended the Superman family’s pick-up rate.
This deserves praise.
“I’m so awesome~”
Those who don’t engage in self-conflict know how to provide emotional value to themselves. Ian steadily landed the spaceship on the planet’s surface, throwing it towards the ground when his feet were still a few centimeters away. He had no choice; once his feet touched the ground, Ian would automatically lose his bio-electric field.
“We crashed after all!”
Thor was also thrown to the ground by Ian’s casual toss. His eyes were vacant, and he muttered, “My head… my head feels like you’ve squeezed it flat…”
He was clearly scaring himself.
That’s how the timid, fearful, and insecure Thor is. Ian ignored him, turned, and tore open the hatch. Gwen and Steve, covered in dust, emerged from inside.
“Welcome to the new world.”
Ian attempted to lighten the mood.
“No, what on earth are you guys doing?”
Gwen’s face was covered in dust, and her hair was a mess.
“It’s all Thor’s fault. Tell him to pay you back, and get your hair redone when we get back.” Ian didn’t shirk responsibility; their predicament on this planet was indeed due to Thor’s recklessness.
“Here! Money for it!”
Thor also knew he was in the wrong, so he took out a large bag of gold coins and threw it to Gwen. Gwen was about to scold him, but her expression quickly turned peaceful.
She had no choice.
The silly son of the landlord was truly too generous.
“Are you alright?”
Ian asked Gwen with concern while trying to hold the gold coins for her, but she dodged him. He wasn’t using full force, merely probing Gwen’s attitude.
“I’m fine.”
Gwen stared at Ian vigilantly.
“It’s just… my head still feels a bit dizzy.” She hid the money bag in her chest, a place that those who knew Ian well knew he dared not reach for.
“Normal,” Ian nodded, his response clearly a bit off-topic. “After all, even I’m impressed with that maneuver just now.”
As he spoke, Ian cast a hopeful glance, seeking praise, but Gwen was still looking at her chest and counting her gold coins, completely missing his hint. Then, Steve, who had crawled out and crawled back in, emerged from the cabin again at this moment.
Captain America was holding a smoking computer host.
“I really might not be suited for piloting spaceships…”
He said with a dejected face, his voice full of frustration.
“It’s okay! This is just another unique aspect of yours. Conceptual abilities are the most powerful; you must learn to utilize them!” Ian patted Captain America’s shoulder directly.
His tone was encouraging.
Lord Evil God only liked to complain and put others down during times of peace.
When trouble truly struck,
he also knew that complaining was meaningless.
“As long as New Teacher Tony is still here, he can definitely teach us how to develop from the Stone Age and build a new spaceship with our bare hands!” Ian reached out and patted the host in Steve’s arms again.
He wanted to lift everyone’s spirits.
However.
“Screeeech—!”
The host emitted a puff of black smoke, the screen flickered twice, and it completely died. The projection of New Teacher Tony struggled to appear for a second, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, only a faint electronic sound was emitted.
“Buzz buzz buzz~”
Teacher Tony went completely black screen.
…
On the clear, blue-skied planet.
Thor swung Mjolnir, digging a three-meter-deep pit in the ground like a human excavator. He couldn’t help but grumble with every swing.
“I am Thor! And you’re making me dig graves here?”
His tone was filled with reluctance, but his actions didn’t stop.
“Hurry up!” Ian supervised, holding the smoking computer host, his face full of sadness. “We must give New Teacher Tony a proper burial!”
Gwen watched them hold a funeral for the computer host, wanting to speak but stopping herself.
When Thor inserted the metal plate engraved with “Tomb of Cyber Second Respected Teacher Tony Stark” into the mound of earth, she finally couldn’t help but say, “I think Tony’s actual body is likely still ‘alive’ and well on Earth.”
“That’s not important! What’s important is the sense of ritual!” Ian interrupted her sternly, taking out three RAM sticks from his pocket and inserting them in front of the grave. He then lit two crossed data cables and placed them there. The burning data cables emitted a pungent plastic smell, making Steve sneeze. Ian, however, clasped his hands in reverence.
“New Teacher Tony, may you achieve Cyber Godhood in electronic heaven, and then descend to pull me up.” Ian’s voice carried a tone of expectation.
No one knew what he was expecting.
“What should we do?”
Gwen hugged her arms, feeling a bit distressed.
“This planet has oxygen, forests, and seawater, so there must be a native civilization! We can seek help!” Ian then used his Super Intelligence to make a judgment.
“How can you be sure these creatures are communicative?” Gwen pointed at a six-eyed lizard in the distance gnawing on ore. “Perhaps their ‘civilization’ is just about who can spit out the most acid.”
She was quite dejected.
“I don’t know, but we have to try something. Otherwise, when I go home, you’ll all be stuck here forever.” Ian’s words made Steve look at him several times.
Finally, Gwen spoke.
“Is there a possibility that after you return, you’ll reappear only within spaceship wreckage? Don’t forget, your random spawn location is pseudo-random; it’s within thirty-six spots.”
Her words made Ian’s expression stiffen.
Thor was calling for Heimdall to open the Bifrost, but Heimdall did not respond. Silence. Only the moaning of the wind blowing across the sand dunes.
Just as Thor was confused, the reason for the Guardian’s non-response was revealed.
Just then.
The sky suddenly darkened.
A colossal shadow enveloped them.
The roar of engines made the ground tremble. A massive, silvery Flying Saucer slowly landed on the sand dunes. The dust kicked up as the hatch opened made Steve cough violently.
The wind from the engines swirled the fine sand, circling low in the air. Then, from the shadow of the spaceship hatch, emerged a giant entirely purple in color. He was as tall as a mountain, his skin like metal, glowing with a deep purple luster. His eyes burned like stars, exuding endless majesty and calm.
“Welcome to Titan, humans of Earth.”
The purple giant spoke softly, radiating an incredibly awe-inspiring aura. Simply standing there, the gravitational field of the entire planet seemed to bow and bend to him.
His deep and majestic voice echoed in the air.
He was—the Cosmic Overlord, Thanos.
