"Arrived safely, Adjutant, is the communication still normal?"
Standing under a huge ginkgo tree, Mangzhong took off his helmet and smoked a cigarette. He looked down at the dinosaurs migrating in groups below the hills, and their huge bodies flowed across a raging river.
"The sonic boom communication cannot be used, but the Spider Totem's Web of Life can still be used as a backup method. The sound is clear and loud. Sheriff, the video signal will be connected later."
The adjutant's voice rang directly in my ears, although it sounded a little distorted, like a person shouting at you from a distance in an empty factory. It was audible, but it had a buzzing echo.
"The communication is normal, isn't it... Forget it, let's not think about that for the moment. It seems that the equipment of the Time Administration is well compatible with our existing system." Su Ming sat cross-legged under the big tree and opened the phone again He bought a bottle of wine and drank with the orangutan: "Then I'll wait for a while and wait until all your surveillance cameras are online before giving me the coordinates of the enemy."
"TVA's time device was made by Kang the Conqueror, and although he looks like a blue-faced monster, he is actually still a human on Earth. He also made the device for use by human agents. They are both in the human technology tree and are compatible. The sex is very high. But I still want to remind the Sheriff that the concept of time in different multiverses must be different, so it is still extremely risky to experiment on yourself and rashly carry out time travel."
The deputy was also busy, chatting with the deputy on the only channel she had while reestablishing the information flow required for video communication.
"The problem of technology transmission is not big, don't we still have you? Besides, what can you do without risk?" Su Ming poured wine for the orangutan, and after the two toasted, he observed Bobo's situation: "Bo, the atmosphere of the Cretaceous period The situation is different from modern society, the oxygen and carbon dioxide levels are very high, you don’t feel unwell now, do you?”
"Did you bring me here to do biological experiments?! A mad scientist used orangutans to test medicine, right?! Ahem..."
The drinking detective almost choked. He coughed twice and rolled his eyes speechlessly:
"I drank meteorite water back then and became an orangutan detective who looks like an ordinary orangutan but has a mind far beyond that of ordinary humans. So I guess my physical fitness, at least my ability to survive, may have been slightly enhanced. Anyway, I'm not drunk yet. The feeling of oxygen.”
As a ferocious beast, the orangutan said that as long as it was not a vacuum environment, he would probably not be affected too much.
"That's good, but having said that, the overall situation seems to have worsened again. Desaad's cloning project was built at different points in time, which shows that Darkseid's research on hyper-temporal flow has gone a step further, and he has The blast channel has also been upgraded.”
After pouring another glass of wine, Su Ming sighed as he watched a small dinosaur fall into the river and be washed away.
"But you can still catch up and find the enemy, so you think it's a bit weird?" Bobo's mouth tilted, and he bared his teeth after drinking the wine in the glass. He said with some emotion: "I never thought I could be an orangutan before. Arriving beyond the Origin Wall, let alone hunting down Darkseid's people, well, if only Jim were still alive, I could brag about this for a year."
"I'm sorry, Bobo. It's not that people can't be resurrected after death, but the price is often too high to bear. You can ask Barry about his attempt to resurrect a person." Su Ming patted the orangutan on the shoulder and hugged him. Neck: "How about I customize a bionic man for you, which looks exactly like Jim, and a blue devil?"
After absorbing technologies from many different universes, the android technology now in Deathstroke's hands has become extremely proficient. He can customize whatever he wants, and there is no difference compared to real people.
The new androids don't even need to be recharged. They use micro-ark reactors instead. For daily use, the batteries only need to be replaced every fifty years.
After all, Bobo is a good friend. Although it doesn't feel good for a male orangutan to play with a male human doll... But if he wants it, Su Ming will help his friend realize his wish.
"No need, it's not them after all, I understand." Bobo rubbed his face and rejected Deathstroke's kindness: "Orangutans are like people, they still have to look forward when they are alive. Is the adjutant still okay? Again If you keep drinking, I might get drunk."
"I've been feeling better for a while." The adjutant's projection appeared in front of the two of them after flashing a few times. She smiled and blinked: "I just saw the Monkey Protector remembering the past, so I didn't break the sadness. The atmosphere, I like to listen and think, and then learn to feel these emotions, which is the only way to have emotions as a robot."
The orangutan got up from the grass, threw away the cup in his hand, took out his pipe and lit it:
"I'm a detective, and my reason is always greater than my sensibility. Although the world is fucked up enough, I'm still alive... I just miss the past. The death knell keeps telling me cold jokes. I can't enter into grief at all. What a state! And I’ve been meaning to tell you for a long time, what the hell is the codename of the Protectorate Monkey? I’m not a monkey at all! And don’t learn that emotional theory from Brainiac!”
As he spoke, the orangutan began to complain, because the adjutant's words were full of various flaws.
"...The world map has been scanned, the coordinate points have been marked, comprehensive monitoring has been started, the parent box anti-sonic transmission device is online, the backup plan is being loaded, everything is ready."
However, the adjutant stopped responding to Bobo's comments, and his complaints seemed to fall into silence. The puppet directly changed the subject abruptly, and got down to business in a serious manner.
Seeing a red dot light up on the map in the projection, not far away, Su Ming stood up and patted the grass clippings on his butt:
"Let's go, let's see if Disad is eating now. What hard food has he prepared for me?"
After picking up the orangutan and putting away the wine bottle, the death knell rose into the sky and turned into a black and yellow light and shadow and rushed towards the enemy's base. The wind in the Cretaceous Period seemed a bit noisy today.
There were only a few kilometers away, and Bobo was put down before he could warm up in Deathstroke's arms. In front of the two of them was a huge cave, sloping to the ground, looking like some kind of monster's lair.
But as soon as he saw this scene, the orangutan couldn't help but slap himself on the forehead.
"These new gods are too arrogant. Their base is hidden underground. Isn't this your home court?"
Su Ming didn't think about those issues. He drew his weapon and walked towards the entrance of the cave, signaling Bobo to just grab his cloak and follow:
"Actually, I have always been curious about an academic question: were dinosaurs cave-dwelling animals? If so, does that mean they were dark?"
"Who knows! Why did you suddenly talk about dinosaurs again? What does this have to do with what we are going to do now?" Bobo complained while holding a pipe in his mouth. Fortunately, he was still wearing a green deerstalker hat. , otherwise he would have plucked all his hair out long ago.
Deathstroke, who walked into the darkness and was isolated from the sun, let out a devilish laugh. A contrasting mask appeared on his face, and the red goggles suddenly lit up. Although the voice changer made his voice sound hoarse and gloomy, the orangutan could hear it. He said with expectation:
"Of course it does matter. I want to know what kind of expression Darkseid will show when he learns that Desaad was chopped up by me and fed to the dinosaurs. His dear subordinate was swallowed up by the darkness. He must be so moved that he can't breathe, right?"
