Chapter 228 Chapter 228 Don’t underestimate the bond between us…
Azmis said, "Ben, if you survive with the Omnitrix, there is still hope for the revival of the lost race."
"Then my choice is to prevent them from dying in the first place. If someone wants to destroy the universe, I will never abandon everyone to live alone. I will fight everyone to the last moment."
Benjamin said calmly.
"So now it looks like the votes are three to one, in favor. You can't stop any of us. What are you going to do?"
"You are more reckless, impulsive, and inconsiderate of consequences than I thought."
Azmis put his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in a small area, and finally stood still reluctantly, with his head held high.
"Since you insist on doing something this dangerous and foolish, I have no choice but to release control of the Omnitrix."
"Access master control permissions."
The Omnitrix automatically popped up without being touched. After a flash of dazzling green light, the Omnitrix's mechanical voice rang out: "Master control authority has been released."
The three people who thought they could physically persuade Azmis not to interfere, but ended up getting a big assist from Azmis: Huh? ? ?
"......etc."
Li Hua looked towards Azmis.
"If you can operate the Omnitrix without any contact, just voice, Azmis, then why didn't you use it just now?"
Azmis snorted coldly: "What do you care?"
Jason: It turns out that our previous meeting was not an illusion. Azmis is really a sinister, petty and childish guy!
Li Hua: Azmis, change the way you talk. Tsundere is out of fashion!
Benjamin moved his left hand, examining the Omnitrix from various angles, almost going wild with joy. "Cool! How many aliens can I transform into now?"
The Omnitrix replied, "1,000,905 genetic samples available."
Azmis, hands behind his back, said, "For ease of operation, the Omnitrix menu is initially set to only have 10 aliens. But if you use voice control, you can transform into all the aliens you have transformed into and know."
“That’s great!” Benjamin exclaimed. “Thank you, Azmis!”
"I'm not helping you, I'm helping the universe." Azmis said, his hands behind his back, changing the subject to a pile of mechanical parts in the corner of the room. "Why did you bring in so much junk?"
"That's not trash. It's a fantastic tool we spent a fortune on to help us evolve humans." Jason thought of a plan and took a broken time-space transmitter. "For example, this one might be of great use."
"I don't know where you bought this, but you've obviously been ripped off."
Azmis just glanced at the thing and waved his hand in disdain.
"This is a gravity maintenance device that's so damaged that even a child in a kindergarten on Gavin Star can see it. It's a very basic type, anyway."
Jason held up a finger and shook it. “Not exactly.”
Azmis took another look and said, "Forget it, I won't fix it for you."
"No, I don't want you to fix it," Jason said with a grin. "I want it to stay like this. Even a high school student on Earth can tell it's a low-end gravity bomb."
Azmis squinted his eyes again and looked at the garbage in the corner, but this time it was not because of disgust, but because he was thinking about the feasibility of doing so.
Azmis is a true researcher in every sense of the word.
In other words, Azmis can make weapons, but he cannot use them. His thinking in combat is far less active than his thinking in scientific research.
To put it in more understandable terms, Azmis was too martial in his fighting skills, and he had never considered this kind of truant, rogue style of fighting.
Azmis didn't say anything, and no one else wanted to continue talking to him. Those who needed to transform and cheer did so, those who needed to practice magic continued to practice magic, and those who needed to attack their equipment with heavy hammers did so.
It's a literal hammer blow.
The mechanical equipment in Li Hua's hand was a device that he bought from a second-hand store owner and needed to assemble by himself. After he assembled everything according to the instructions, he couldn't press the metal back cover down.
So Li Hua chose to break all the magic with one force and hit it with the blunt end of his magic wand.
Such a big commotion attracted Azmis's attention. He turned his head and said: "You are making my head buzz. What are you doing?"
Li Hua continued hammering without even looking up: "Prepare your combat equipment. If you're bored, do you want me to turn on the TV for you?"
"I mean why would you bother hammering it?"
Li Hua, who was hammering the mechanical device, Benjamin, who had turned into Wildmutt and was excitedly licking his claws, and Jason, who couldn't help but pull the Wildmutt's fur while practicing magic, were all very tired.
"Did I get control of the Omnitrix for free?"
Instead of fiddling around here for a long time, it would be better to let Benjamin use his Gavin form to solve it in three minutes!
How do No. 666 and Batman usually control these little ghosts?
Gwen and Kevin have also contacted other people with lofty ideals and prepared to stay on Earth if they cannot return. They have also communicated with the Tiangong Association and asked for leave from school.
At this time, the east wind was ready, and everyone decided to go to the ancestral tomb of the evolved people in Rosolada tonight.
The group had dinner at Benjamin's house, then got in Kevin's car and headed to Roseolada.
Li Hua asked doubtfully, "Are we just going to drive there like this?"
Kevin: "How about walking?"
Li Hua: "Oh no, I mean—is Roseolada a neighboring city of Bellwood? Like Metropolis, Gotham, and Blüdhaven?"
"No, Rosolada isn't a city. It's an abandoned town in the desert outside of Bellwood. In the 1950s, it was a US military base used for research on time travel."
Benjamin explained to Li Hua and Jason who were visiting Roseolada for the first time.
"The experiment ultimately failed, and the lead scientist was sucked into a space-time vortex. It was that failed experiment that gave rise to an old acquaintance of ours—Dr. Contradiction. Incidentally, we met Dr. Contradiction in Rossolada."
Jason: "From what I hear, you've been to Roseolada at least twice? Once to meet Dr. Contradiction, and once to save Benjamin's cousin Ken. And you didn't discover Roseolada's giant portal?"
He remembered that in Taylor's description, it was a "giant arch reaching into the sky" and should be very conspicuous.
"Because of the cloaking force field, it's not surprising that the Evolved Humans could come up with this," Kevin, who has extensive experience with alien technology, explained. "Once the cloaking force field is activated, even if you stand right outside the station, you won't be able to detect what's going on inside. Unless you walk inside."
Gwen: "Wouldn't that be hard to find?"
The smallest town in the United States is 15.6 square kilometers, and the largest is 140.2 square kilometers, with a huge gap between the upper and lower limits.
And Rosolada happens to be a town with a relatively large area.
"Quite the opposite," Azmis said, standing in the car's cup holder. "A large portal like that must be built next to a quartz crystal mine to stabilize the frequency of matter transfer."
Gwen: "Like... the area where the US military previously conducted time travel experiments?"
Kevin: "It's worth a try. It's better than running around in Rossolada hoping to win the jackpot."
The quartz mining area in Rosolada is known, and finding it is much easier than randomly encountering evolved people in Rosolada.
Not long into the drive, Kevin slammed on the brakes in front of an ordinary-looking abandoned house. "The detector shows an invisible force field twenty meters ahead. Looks like this is our destination. Everyone get out of the car."
"I'm still skeptical of your actions. The Evolved's technological level is beyond your comprehension. They even far surpass the technological level of the Kryptonians before their demise. You don't have any weapons that can compete with them."
Azmis jumped on the hood and again voiced his dissent.
"With the five of you now, if you can't even clear the area before the evolved humans and half-humans notice, how can you even imagine a surprise attack? I advise you to stop while you're ahead, take it one step at a time, and don't act rashly."
"Ben isn't the only one hiding a card." Li Hua pulled out a card and happily passed it to Azmis. "With this and the Kryptonian, can we pull off a surprise attack?"
He has been accumulating experience points for so long to ensure that he would have at least one chance to choose a card in an emergency, just for today, so that the Tuntun Party will never be enslaved!
Azmis stroked his beard-like tentacles. "It might improve our chances of winning at this stage... but I still don't support your plan to evolve the human home planet."
Kevin raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "So why did Mr. Bug Eyes follow us?"
Azmis's attitude of pouring cold water was one reason, but the key point was that Gavin's small body, which was only the size of a palm, was completely useless in such a large-scale group battle.
Not to mention being hit by a weapon, if anyone from the enemy or us accidentally stepped on him, Azmis would be dead.
Azmis: "If you mean me, you should know I won't leave the Omnitrix alone."
Gwen bent down and smiled as she put her face close to Azmis: "Ben is worried about you too, Azmis."
Azmis's face fell again, and he declared to Gwen, "I'm only worried about the Omnitrix, not Ben."
Gwen's smile remained unchanged: "Uh-huh, of course."
Benjamin didn't comment on this, but just turned around and said, "Li Hua, are you ready? Don't hurt me by mistake."
"I'll try it first. If that doesn't work, call Gwen along. Her shield will definitely be able to block friendly fire."
Li Hua walked out of the crowd, held the card and staff close together in his hands, and then activated the [Sleep] card.
"Based on our current experiments with evolved human prisoners, half-beasts, and allies, I can usually put them into a forced sleep. The intensity of the sleep is inversely proportional to the number of people cursed and the enemy's magic resistance."
No one around was asleep, which meant that the first phase of the plan was effective, but Li Hua was still a little nervous.
After all, there is no room for error.
"You don't have to worry about that. As we mentioned before, you just need to focus on compressing the most effective hypnosis magic to all living things within five meters of you, except you and me."
Benjamin pressed the Omnitrix. A green light flashed, and a righteous Kryptonian youth with black hair and green eyes spoke.
"And I will take you with me at super speed, swinging the Maleficent spell on the faces of the enemies, starting with the Supreme Commander, and then throwing them all into the wasteland of space."
It doesn’t matter if I don’t have weapons, my teammates are by my side, and my teammates are my weapons!
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The author has something to say:
【Mini Theater: Just swing it and it’s done!】
Omnitrix: A Nabri-based Peralota with no offensive power (Thunderbolt).
Benjamin (10 years old): (Throws the bomb at the enemy's face)
Azmis (5 years ago): What does it have to do with me if the universe is destroyed by my invention? So what if your cousin died trying to save the universe? Let's all die together.
Benjamin (10 years old): (He swings the bomb at Azmis's face! Swing! Swing it hard!)
Azmis (the current timeline and the original drama only now know the Noah's Ark function of the Omnitrix): The Omnitrix is Noah's Ark, and you are Noah. If you die, it's really over.
Benjamin: (Swings the Noah's Ark Omnitrix at the enemy's face)
Azmis (Current Timeline, Text): We're short on weapons and teammates right now, and there are even tougher dungeons ahead. You have to develop conservatively—
Benjamin: (Throws his teammate into the enemy's face)
Primus (future story): The Omnitrix central database is in danger!
Azmis: (urgently recalls Omnitrix and swings it at the enemy's face)
Azmis: (I didn’t swing it, but the enemy did.)
Sir George (more in the future drama timeline): Azmis, I will not return the sword to you. You speak as if you can really take it back.
Azmis: I can.
Everyone: (So, how do we do it?)
Azmis: Benjamin, help me get the sword! (Help me swing the man)
Benjamin: (Although he didn't understand what was going on, he was very happy to be summoned by Azmis to fight, and he went up with great enthusiasm)
[Small Theater: Speaking as if it can be controlled]
Azmis: How on earth do Mark, Batman and No. 666 manage to control these three little brats!
Mark/Batman/No. 666: ... (Have we ever really managed it? We ourselves aren't sure we can manage it.)
Future Movie-Watching Duo: Who made you leave the live broadcast in the middle of it, Azmis? Who can you blame for missing out on a lot of plot?
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