The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"Sorry, sorry," Yang Le said, scratching his head. "This feeling is amazing. I feel like I have endless strength now."

Yang Le looked at his four arms. Unlike the original Fourarms, Fourarms' arms were covered with a layer of scale armor, which greatly improved the defense without reducing speed.

Little Odd nodded and said, "Indeed, in terms of strength alone, Fourarms can even compete with Way Big."

"I feel invincible."

Yang Le slammed his fists together in front of his chest, and the enormous force even created a shock wave that blew Little Odd away.

"Ouch!" Little Odd fell to the ground, rubbed his head, and said unhappily.

"Be careful, Galvan are not known for their physical strength."

"I'm so sorry," Yang Le apologized to Little Odd in a refined and gentle manner.

"Forget it, just get lost, or you'll end up tearing this lab apart."

Little Odd got up and pointed to the Time Cycle on the side. Yang Le also felt that Little Odd was right, so he immediately deactivated the transformation, turned back into a harmless human, and walked to the Time Cycle in a few steps.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I used you."

Yang Le touched the surface of the Time Cycle. It wasn't dusty, after all, he often cleaned it.

He opened the hatch of the Time Cycle, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at the familiar cockpit in front of him, which inevitably reminded him of the first time he rode it.

He shook his head and threw the thoughts out of his mind. Instead of reminiscing here, he should go home early and see his family.

He skillfully started the Time Cycle, entered the coordinates, and Yang Le gripped the steering wheel.

"Target, Universe 65B, preparing to depart, 3, 2, 1."

As the countdown ended, accompanied by the distortion of space, the Time Cycle disappeared in place.

————Dividing Line————

Returning to the bizarre time tunnel again, although Universe 65B was not his real hometown, Yang Le really felt a little homesick at this time.

Maybe it's because there are people waiting for him to return.

Yang Le couldn't help but think of a certain spider lady, happy but also a little scared. He couldn't think of any way to reduce her anger.

"Let's take it one step at a time," Yang Le sighed, while constantly building himself up mentally.

At this time, Yang Le was like a worker who got on the homebound train, looking forward to it but also a little scared.

Suddenly, a message popped up on the Time Cycle's screen, which really shocked Yang Le. He didn't expect to receive a message in the time tunnel.

It seemed to be sent by a creature with time-space abilities.

Yang Le clicked on the message without hesitation. Instead of thinking wildly, it was better to check the answer directly.

The message was short and clear, almost saying that as long as you glanced at it, you could understand its meaning, but even with such content, Yang Le frowned after reading it.

SOS.

The short word composed of three letters, its meaning is self-evident, the international distress signal on Earth.

A distress signal sent by a creature with time-space abilities.

"This is interesting," even Yang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart, even biting his nails, even though he had quit this bad habit for a long time.

This feeling was really gone for a long time, afraid and curious. Since getting the Omnitrix, this feeling hadn't appeared for a long time.

'Should I take a look?' Yang Le had just had this thought in his mind, but he rejected it.

A person with time-space abilities must not be a weakling. If this kind of person has to send a distress signal, he doesn't need to wade into this muddy water.

It's like you suddenly see a distress signal in the night in Lop Nur. No one knows you saw it. It's all up to you whether you save it or not. No one will blame you except your own conscience.

This is indeed a test of human nature.

Yang Le's eyes flickered, and he bit his fingers lightly, and finally cursed.

"TMD!"

Yang Le slapped the steering wheel heavily, and then changed the destination without saying a word.

And the new destination is where the distress signal was sent from.

If it was before, Yang Le might still stay out of it, but after seeing Pietro running desperately for the sake of his compatriots, somehow, as long as he thought about sitting idly by, the other party's running back would appear in his mind.

"You better give me a good lesson," Yang Le muttered in a low voice.

"A deep one, so unforgettable that I forget that back."

In this way, Yang Le went to that coordinate while constantly muttering.

This coordinate has not been marked yet, because he has not yet deduced the number of this universe, but since he has the coordinates, Yang Le is too lazy to bother.

Because the distance was very close, in a short while, Yang Le arrived at the universe of the coordinates, passed through the gate, and arrived at the target universe.

As soon as he arrived at that universe, Yang Le's brows furrowed even more, because he found himself surrounded.

The ones surrounding him were all old acquaintances, or rather, he was unilaterally familiar with them.

Beast, Havok, Juggernaut, Petra, Colossus, Storm are all people from the X-Men.

This is really shocking, but what is even more shocking is their appearance, which is why Yang Le frowned.

Decay, ruin, incompleteness, it is not an exaggeration to use these to describe them. Their bodies are covered with solidified blood stains, and rotten minced meat hangs on the corners of some of their mouths.

Some of them even have incomplete limbs. These combined with the images of superheroes in his mind are no less than children's evil classics.

"Someone's coming," Havok said with a hoarse voice. The voice was like nails scratching across a blackboard, making people shudder and their hair stand on end.

In fact, it was already shocking that he could speak, after all, his neck was already blocked, with only a few strands of flesh connected, and even his chin had fallen off, not to mention the exposed gums, which made Yang Le's stomach churn and his stomach cramped.

"Fresh...meat!" Beast can really be worthy of his nickname at this time. The eyes that should have been full of wisdom now only have one emotion left—thirst, a desire for flesh and blood.

"Be careful." Storm floated down from the sky. She was missing a leg, and she didn't even have a piece of clothing on her body, only a few strips of cloth hanging on her body.

But it can't arouse a trace of desire, the cracked abdomen, the intestines swaying in the wind, make people feel fear. At this time, she is no different from the legendary banshee.

"We still need the machine he's sitting on, don't break it."

Facing these terrifying superheroes, Yang Le swallowed and then smiled dryly.

"I knew I would regret it."