The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"So, that shockwave just now was the Omnitrix's protective function?" Yang Le B asked, looking at Yang Le A, who had returned to his Gremlin form.

"That's right," Gremlin nodded. "Logically speaking, we are the same person, so even if I were to remove your Omnitrix, it shouldn't trigger the protective function."

"However, I was trying to access the Omnitrix's core just now. It seems Azmuth didn't grant us that level of authority, so we were still attacked."

"What should we do then?" Yang Le B spread his hands helplessly, then suddenly, an idea struck him.

"How about using a Galvan to possess the Omnitrix? Aren't Galvanic Mechamorphs able to modify and possess machines at will?"

Faced with this seemingly feasible method, Gremlin wasn't very optimistic.

"The Galvanic Mechamorphs were created by Azmuth. He definitely has preventative measures in place," Gremlin frowned and shook his head. "And even without that unknown preventative measure, the Galvan couldn't withstand that shockwave. You know Galvans can't handle electricity."

"Is there really no way to bypass the protective measures?" Yang Le felt a headache coming on after hearing Gremlin's analysis.

"What if we deplete the Omnitrix's energy until it can't release a shockwave?"

"The existence of the clone is linked to the Omnitrix's energy. If we excessively deplete the Omnitrix's energy, it will put a heavy burden on our body."

"And haven't you noticed?" Gremlin pointed at Yang Le B. "Our body is getting more and more tired."

Indeed, Yang Le B had been feeling tired since just now, like he hadn't slept all night.

"It seems it's time to end the clone. Continuing like this will put a heavy burden on the body," Gremlin jumped down from the table, his steps no longer as light as before, clearly affected as well.

"I didn't expect to gain anything. Sigh, the road ahead is long and arduous," Yang Le B sighed in disappointment.

"Who said we didn't gain anything?" Gremlin's triumphant voice rang out.

"Hmm? Is there another expert?"

Faced with Yang Le B's expectant gaze, Gremlin triumphantly raised a finger and shook it.

"Every lock has a key to open it, and the Omnitrix's key is genes. If it were Azmuth himself, he could definitely play with the Omnitrix however he wanted."

"What you're saying is nonsense. If Azmuth was willing to unlock it, we wouldn't need to be troubled here."

"Fingerprints," Gremlin held out his palm. "Although some alien species don't have fingerprints, species like the Plumbers and Gremlins do."

"Fingerprints can extract DNA?" Yang Le asked as if he had heard a fantasy.

"Fingerprints, of course, can't extract DNA, but DNA can be deduced through fingerprints."

"This, is this really something that can be done through technology?"

Yang Le felt like he was listening to magic, and it just so happened that Gremlin looked like he had walked out of a magical world.

"Earth technology certainly can't do it," Gremlin shook his head triumphantly. "But alien technology is different. Although it may not succeed, there's always a need to try."

"But where are we going to find Azmuth's fingerprints?"

This is the Marvel Universe. Not to mention Azmuth's fingerprints, there isn't even a picture of Azmuth. How are we supposed to obtain them... Wait!

"That sphere!" Yang Le exclaimed and stood up. Gremlin, standing to the side, nodded in satisfaction.

"Looks like I'm not completely stupid. That sphere that brought us to this universe has Azmuth's video recording, and that 360-degree, no-blind-spot, ultra-clear video definitely records Azmuth's fingerprints."

Of course, it would be best if the sphere directly had Azmuth's fingerprints left behind after touching it, but the possibility is too low. Gremlin basically doesn't hold any hope for that.

After clarifying the goal, Yang Le dragged his tired body and retrieved the sphere. After bringing him to the Marvel Universe, the sphere ran out of energy. Yang Le had been keeping it ever since, just in case he needed it again one day. Sure enough, it might come in handy today.

After Gremlin connected the sphere to a power source to charge it, the sphere finally showed some activity. Gremlin then performed a series of operations, connecting many external devices to the sphere, and then replayed Azmuth's video.

As soon as Azmuth's figure appeared, before he could even speak, Gremlin pressed the button on the external device and fast-forwarded the video.

It wasn't until Azmuth in the video made a gesture of raising his finger that Gremlin pressed pause and moved closer to watch.

Yang Le watched Gremlin carefully, his heart pounding non-stop, like Reiner being called by Eren, nervously restless.

Finally, after careful observation, Gremlin said two words.

"Usable."

These two words were like heavenly music to Yang Le. He was like Tom, blessed by the white cat, so happy that he was about to take off.

"Don't be happy too early," Gremlin poured cold water on him. "Although the fingerprints are usable, we don't have a machine to crack them right now."

"Then can't we just build one quickly?" Yang Le asked, puzzled.

"You really don't know the cost of living," Gremlin rolled his eyes at Yang Le. "How could our pile of scrap metal possibly create such high technology? Although I'm a master of collecting garbage, this is impossible."

"Did you forget the expo?" Yang Le took out the expo flyer from the corner. "After the Rhino's rampage at the expo, there should be a pile of high-end garbage waiting for us to move."

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"I forgot about that. It seems I've really overused my brain," Gremlin rubbed his eyes, feeling more and more tired. He had never been this tired even when staying up late to cultivate. His body felt like it had really been emptied.

"Although we're very tired, tonight is the best opportunity. American efficiency is indeed average, but after all, this isn't India. Who knows if that pile of garbage will still be there after tonight."

Yang Le A canceled the transformation. Restoring his human form, he collapsed weakly on the chair.

"After the Omnitrix's energy recovers, let's end the clone and then explore the expo at night,"

"Agreed~" Yang Le B, hearing Yang Le A's words, also weakly collapsed on the chair, expressing his agreement.

Like the quiet sewers, the noisy Stacy household had just stopped arguing.

At the dinner table, the Stacy father and daughter were on opposite sides, silently eating the beef stewed by Yang Le.

Originally, Chief George refused to eat the food made by that brat, but his stomach issued a warning to him. Helplessly, Chief George could only make excuses about not wasting food, and then feasted.

During the meal, George was actually secretly observing Gwen. After the argument, he realized that he had made things awkward with his daughter again. He tried several times to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, but in the end, he could only give up.

"Speaking of which, why did you come home so early today?" Gwen's tone was a little stiff.

George was stunned, obviously not expecting his daughter to break the stalemate first. If it were before, Gwen would have been in a cold war with him to the end.

"Uh, a group of people happened to come to replace us," George quickly picked up the conversation. Normally, these things shouldn't be revealed to others, not even family members, but in order to connect with Gwen's words, he could only say it.

There was no way he could coldly say no comment.

"Replace you?" Gwen frowned. "Aren't you just police officers? There are people who can replace you? Is it the military?"

"No, it's a group of people with a super tongue-twisting name. I didn't remember their full name," George frowned and tried to think. "Their abbreviation seems to be something... something S.H.I.E.L.D. Anyway, they're high-ranking and powerful. We can't resist them. It's good to hand it over to them early and go home early."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? What a cheesy name," The depressed Gwen felt that everything was bad, including the S.H.I.E.L.D. that let her dad come home early.