Superman of the Marvel Universe

"I once persuaded Ye Xiao to join, but he has retired and only wants to live a peaceful life with Silk Soul."

The Pharaoh, who was petting a red lynx, stood under a chandelier, and the light illuminated the flying dust and was projected on his head.

"This is a ridiculous and short-sighted cognition. The world is about to be destroyed, but he still clings to the boring illusion of being alone."

"Fortunately, Rorschach found me and he was willing to work for me."

Adrian's tone showed contempt for the couple Ye Xiao and Silk Soul.

They are too weak to accept the harsh truth.

Without Dr. Manhattan, the Watchmen universe will inevitably collapse.

The endless greed for resources is one of the original sins of mankind.

The Pharaoh once thought that he could just pour all the dirty water on Dr. Manhattan and exile "God".

Then, by creating new energy and freeing countries from the dilemma of lack of resources, we can solve the crisis facing mankind.

But he was wrong.

Intelligent life is too complex.

Suspicion and hostility toward similar species can also lead to war.

Once Rorschach's diaries were revealed, the world was in turmoil.

But it is just a fuse, and what ignites it is human ignorance and greed.

Adrian collected his thoughts and raised his eyes to look at the puppets and pantomime.

This husband and wife team are very dangerous criminals with no sense of morality and conscience.

But it doesn't matter, because Pharaoh himself didn't have those things.

He can remain calm and use a trick to exterminate 300 million people in New York just to usher in a short-lived false peace.

"I work with you, not for you."

The man in the Rorschach mask corrected.

He didn't want to act like a subordinate of the Pharaoh.

This is an insult to the Rorschach mask he is wearing.

"So, where are you hiding our son?"

The puppet didn't seem to be interested, listening to the second generation Rorschach chatting with the Pharaoh.

She walked forward quickly, while Mime standing behind picked up a screwdriver and threw it.

The puppet caught it steadily, came up to the Pharaoh, and said viciously: "Tell us right away, or you will die miserably."

"By the way, how much reward do you have on your head? 1000 million or 2000 million?"

She and Mime had a son, but before the baby was born, the two were sent to prison by Doctor Manhattan for robbing a bank.

At that time, Dr. Manhattan joined the "Militia", a cross-dressing hero organization.

He, Rorschach, Night Owl, Silk Soul, Pharaoh and others are all teammates.

Later, as the international situation changed, Dr. Manhattan became a deterrent alternative to nuclear weapons and stayed at military bases all year round.

The son of a marionette and a pantomime is the bargaining chip Rorschach takes away from his cell.

Otherwise, according to the weird temperament of this couple, they will never be obedient.

The marionette pointed the screwdriver at the Pharaoh's neck, as if wondering where to start.

The mime stood behind the second generation Rorschach and made a gesture of holding a gun with his fingers.

These two guys were former acrobats, one was good at slicing anything with a thin wire, and the other could imagine various weapons along with his hand gestures.

For example, if the pantomime shows the action of holding a gun, then as long as he pulls the trigger, the second generation Rorschach can see his brains splattering out.

The two of them are relatively special existences in the Watchmen universe where cross-dressing heroes have no superpowers.

"Oh, I think you should order more, Ms. Manson."

Adrian had a calm smile on his face and said slowly: "I am happy to pay you for joining, [-] million or [-] million, no problem."

"At the same time, the location of your son will also be included."

"But don't threaten me again. This is extremely unwise behavior."

The Pharaoh gently pushed away the screwdriver aimed at his throat. He had other purposes for finding these two guys.

Marionettes and pantomimes, like Rorschach II, they are extremely important chess pieces.

"Let's get to the point. After all, we don't have much time left."

Adrian put down the red lynx and clapped his hands, as if the curtain had been opened and he was preparing for a performance.

"What do you want us to do? What does Rorschach mean by finding 'God'?"

Marionette asked.

Her husband Mime, as his name suggests, is mute and unable to speak.

"Rorschach is right, this is indeed an operation to recover God."

The corner of Pharaoh's mouth twitched, and he chuckled: "I assume that you already know what I did in the past..."

"The whole world knows what you did!"

The puppet said sarcastically.

That Rorschach diary clearly recorded how the Pharaoh planned that disaster, created alien monsters, and then massacred 300 million people in New York...

This is simply a shocking and heinous crime!

"Oh, that plan took me a lifetime to conceive and coordinate. In order to prevent war and end the crisis, all sacrifices are meaningful. But unfortunately, I failed."

Adrian was a little disappointed. He was supposed to replace Dr. Manhattan and become the great king of the new world after the only god on the planet left.

However, not long after Utopia was established, the peaceful world built by lies was instantly defeated by the dead Rorschach.

The truth was revealed, like a bomb hitting the calm lake, causing an uproar.

"After Rorschach's diary was leaked, I sat alone and dejectedly in the castle in Antarctica, waiting for the government to come and arrest me."

"Although I have many ways to avoid jail, escape global pursuit, and find a quiet place to spend the rest of my life."

"But I didn't, because a great king can fail, but he can't leave his crown behind and return to the ordinary."

The puppet curled his lips, thinking that the Pharaoh might be mentally ill.

If she had so much money like the other party, she would have been free and happy long ago.

Instead of deliberately trying to go against Dr. Manhattan, he also wanted to rule the world.

"Besides, I won't live long."

Adrian smiled bitterly and continued.

He had a tumor in his head and his life was short.

"I was very ill, but the only person I trusted enough to do the surgery was myself... Fate played a nasty trick on me."

When the marionette saw the self-proclaimed "smartest man in the world", a complex look of sadness, ridicule and self-deprecation appeared on his face.

She probably understood why the second generation Rorschach cooperated with the Pharaoh.

Perhaps, it was cancer that changed the latter and awakened him from the dream of a king.

"I understand, you want to get Dr. Manhattan back."

The puppet blinked and asked curiously: "But no one has seen him for many years. The military said that he left the earth and went to Mars. Some people also speculated that he is still somewhere in the world, observing the world. The change."

The Pharaoh smiled, remembering the last words Dr. Manhattan said to himself in the Antarctic fortress——

"I'm leaving this universe and going to a less complicated place."

Adrian's memory flashed away. He looked at the others and said decisively: "This is exactly our mission, to find Dr. Manhattan, no matter where he is."

"Then for the enthusiastic citizen who provided the information, Mr. Adrian Witte, do you have any reward?"

A slightly abrupt voice suddenly sounded inside the base.

The Pharaoh reacted immediately, snatching the screwdriver from the puppet's hand and throwing it away.

He sent out only three invitations for the upcoming mission.

Rorschach II, marionette and pantomime.

Therefore, any stranger who appears will bring danger.

The screwdriver imbued with powerful force brings out the whistling sound of wind, which is enough to penetrate flesh and blood.

But what happened next was beyond Adrian's expectation.

The screwdriver, stained with engine oil and dust, seemed to have lost momentum and was floating in the air.

It was only a few centimeters away from penetrating the target's head.

"This is how you say hello. It's so novel."

The target person said softly with a smile.

He didn't do anything, and the screwdriver floating in the air automatically decomposed and disappeared.

"Dr. Manhattan?"

exclaimed the man in the Rorschach mask.