Chapter 5583 Studying the Golden Ball

The fluorescent projection disappeared, and there were only people and cats, and the self-heating hot pot that made a beeping sound.

"Hey, it seems that Elaine has taken action. As a result, Multiverse 1 may really not be able to go back in the future." As if feeling something, Xiao Hui suddenly wiped his mouth and bumped the death knell with his head. The face reminds the person category to forget about this problem.

If she used her own new universe to overwrite the old man's original super-time flow, but because of the operation of the Hand of Creation, what was in the position of multidimensional 1 in the past was another new multidimensional.

Or a new multi-dimensional person who was ruined by Deadpool and spread the spores of evil thoughts everywhere.

But having said that, Elaine's action was a bit sudden. She had been enduring it for three years, so why did she choose now?

"Maybe this is also a good thing. Wouldn't it be better for Diversity 1 to stay in my Marvel 40K universe?" Su Ming picked a pork knuckle for the cat from among the many plates, and with a finger he made it fly over and deliver it himself. To the cat’s mouth: “This will make it easier for you to travel back and forth in the future.”

"It's true, Meow." The kitten showed a big smile. It didn't need to worry about this kind of thing anyway: "But do you think the heroes of the Justice League know this? I remember they had a meeting to discuss it. , how about 'going home'?"

By this time, the Wuren family should also be meeting to discuss the future, right? Fortunately, Daniel can participate in such boring things, and Cat doesn't have to attend meetings, which is good.

"Why go home? Isn't their home just fine on earth?"

Deathstroke pinched the cigarette butts and put them away, ready to enjoy his hot pot. First, he had to eat potato slices, otherwise they would melt if cooked too long:

"Home is wherever your loved ones are. Things on the material level are sometimes not as important as on the spiritual level. What's more, this change has not affected the lives of ordinary people. Everything can continue as usual."

The cat wagged its tail a few times, tilted its head and thought for a moment, then nodded.

It watched Deathstroke pick up a piece of potato with chopsticks, blew in a breath, then ate it, and then asked again:

"How is it? After eating, did you think of anything?"

"What I eat is potatoes, not sweet potatoes. It can open up the Ren and Du meridians and increase the magic power." Su Ming pushed the cat's head away speechlessly to prevent the cat hair from getting into his mouth: "How can you think of a way to eat something? , you have to at least wait until I finish eating."

Speaking of which, some people like to put sweet potatoes in hot pot, but Su Ming is not used to it, so there are no sweet potatoes in the self-heating hot pot produced by Wilson Enterprises.

"What is sweet potato? What is the relationship between Ren and Du's second pulse and magic power?" The cat became curious again, and its eyes widened.

"It's just a joke, it's nothing." Su Ming picked a few times in the hot pot, took out a piece of tofu and put it into his mouth: "You eat first, and think about it with me."

"You always say things that I don't understand. It's so interesting. I also want to know, Meow, is it about other stories?" It was very keen and seemed to have noticed something.

"Ah, so be it." He ate something and said casually. Deathstroke's eyes were still staring at the huge ball of light in the distance. So far, it has not produced any changes.

The group of gods who originally guarded it were all dead, so it should be able to feel it.

Does it need to remove the corpses of gods stuck to its surface? Is it so particular? Give it a try, it will be idle anyway.

So while eating, Su Ming used the Force to start picking off the downtime giants on the ball of light, just like picking off stray hairs on a ball of yarn. It was a job that could be done when bored.

But this is fine, these gods are dead, but the energy in their bodies still exists, and it can be used for distribution.

One for strangulation, one for cloak, and they are distributed in turns. This way, the colorful gods are not killed in vain.

They may be dead, but their energy still flows in their bodies, which is so heart-warming, just like humans skinning bears to make coats, it is also nature's choice.

About half an hour later, the celestial destroyer came back. He was obviously in a good mood. He was rising and falling during the flight. Should it be a sign of excitement?

Anyway, when he landed next to the death knell and the cat, he saw the man carrying the corpses boredly, as if playing with stacks of blocks.

There was a pile of black bean sprouts in front of him and a pile of black bean sprouts in front of the cloak. They were all busy eating. Even humans are eating hot pot and cats are having a feast. Why are they all eating?

Destroyer, who had never eaten before, couldn't understand why he had to eat on the battlefield, but now that his great revenge had been avenged, he only had full respect for Deathstroke and nothing else.

"Supreme Mage, thank you, you are our benefactor!"

The battle went very smoothly, and he himself killed several old acquaintances, all of whom were big enemies back then. Now he felt very happy.

At this moment, he seems to be able to understand what kind of emotion human beings call "pleasure", and as a result, he has gained some evolution in his way of thinking.

"You're welcome, I actually didn't do anything, just some trivial work. You and OAA are the only ones left in the Dark Sky Clan, right? You should concentrate on looking for him in the future."

Deathstroke, who was busy eating, took the time to turn his head, smiled modestly, and waved to the Colossus to come closer:

"But now I have something for you to do. Take a look at this set of equipment. Do you know what it is?"

In fact, you can see such a big ball of light without waving. The saboteur immediately squatted down and replied angrily:

"This is an energy extraction device. I don't know, Master, have you ever seen Planet Devourer's spaceship? He also has a pirated version, named 'Planet Extraction Device', which is used to extract energy without destroying the stability of the planet. Next, squeeze out all the energy contained in the matter as much as possible."

Hearing this, Su Ming was thoughtful, thinking of some unscrupulous anchors he had seen in his previous life.

The advertisement said that eating fruit directly is not nutritious, but it must be squeezed into juice to drink, so that it can be better absorbed. Then he started selling the juicer he brought.

So this device that looks like a Dyson ball is just a juicer? Celestial destroyers should not lie.

"Then what will happen if I tear it down?" Su Ming asked again, but he probably had a guess in his mind.

"The spacecraft we are currently in will lose power. This is the best case scenario. If this strange energy source loses control, it is likely to explode and trigger an almighty universe-level energy tide. That is not a good thing."

"What's more specific? What's the so-called bad thing? In what way?" the man asked.

The Celestial Destroyer thought for a while. He seemed to be looking for the right words. The eyepiece on his face flickered for a while, and he seemed to be calculating before he said: "Probably, it will turn everyone into inhuman things, right?"