msmithbooks Chapter 133 Eden 21
Chapter 133 Eden 21
Clark fell silent.
He had to admit that Bruce was right.
One of the important reasons why he was able to destroy the star bases so quickly was that the stars in these galaxies were yellow or even blue.
He had never encountered a red star until now.This is not because there are no red stars in this universe, but because he is lucky.
Bruce's eyes fell on the samurai in his arms, he frowned slightly, and said, "The top priority is to get you out of Gestalt's pursuit as soon as possible!"
Clark made too much noise this time. Gestalt has not yet completed the deployment of troops. After the center is ready to counterattack, it will be difficult for them to leave!
Clark was not someone who would be completely blinded by hatred and only knew to rush forward blindly, his eyes were flushed with anger and sadness, but he also knew in his heart that Bruce was right.
"I can't...I don't want Ian's life to be ruined in vain, I can't do it." Clark gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "He did it to save me, it's all my fault..."
The Kryptonian was as handsome as a sun god with an almost mournful look on his face.
From the moment he picked up the alien child who fell from the sky, he decided to protect the child.
However, everything that happened afterwards made him overwhelmed and made him realize how limited his power was.
He couldn't protect the child at all.
The sense of powerlessness and despair made the anger in his chest seem weak and useless.
Listening to Clark's fragmented words, Bruce's brain started to work quickly, and he more or less had some conjectures that were close to the facts.
"He didn't die, he should." Bruce whispered, "His costume... looks like a scavenger. This special unit is all biochemicals, and the way life works is different from ours. They should have some way to To recycle and reuse... I mean resurrect."
Perhaps realizing that the words "recycling" and "reuse" are too materialistic, Bruce quickly changed his words before Clark could react.
Although he doesn't know what happened between them, Bruce has clearly seen the distinctive bond between Clark and the samurai, and avoiding offense is the most basic emotional intelligence.
He even calls him "Ian", is that the samurai's real name?
"Resurrection?" Clark froze for a moment, looking into Bruce's eyes.
The man in front of him, wearing the uniform of a Gestalt officer, has exactly the same face as the Prince of Gotham, and those clear blue eyes are also looking at Clark at this time. The determination in those eyes makes Clark feel hopeful flames.
"There's a way," Bruce said. "Did you remove the nanite tracker?"
Clark frowned and asked, "Nanobots... trackers?"
Bruce: ...
Bruceton was speechless for a while, "You never knew? Generally, sub-individuals are equipped with this kind of thing, and once abnormal, it will be activated to lock the location of abnormal sub-individuals throughout the universe."
Clark: ...
No wonder!
No wonder the scavenger team had already arrived after he had just boarded the Tomorrow!
No wonder he had just followed the lifeboat for the jump, and the Gestalt army had already arrived!
The co-authorship turned out to be because a tracker was implanted in his body?
"How do I get rid of it?" Clark asked.
Bruce quickly dragged out a toolbox from under the chair in the command room, and threw a small device to Clark: "Take this with you, it can block the signal of nano-robots, and I still don't know how to expel the robots from the body. It can only be blocked for the time being."
Clark studied the gadget and asked curiously, "Where did you get this?"
Bruce was expressionless: "The first thing I did when I came to this world was to study how to escape here with the least cost. I made all the things in this box by myself using the materials and equipment on the frigate."
Clark: ...
No, as expected of you...
"However, I found that if I can stay in the gestalt, I may be able to play more roles, so I don't plan to expose it in a short time." Bruce continued, "Now I still have a part of my consciousness that is connected to the gestalt. The central, and with higher authority, can open the access gate of the central planet - if we want to find a way to resurrect the warrior, maybe we have to go to the central."
A series of stinky and long professional words made Clark fall into silence, and after a while he asked, "Bruce, how long have you been here?"
"Half a month." Bruce said.
Clark: ...
It's only been half a month, why have you figured out the situation so clearly! ?Know you have the skills, but this is outrageous!
Clark suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait, you were also in Metropolis at that time? As far as I know, only people who were in Metropolis at the time of the incident would cross."
Bruce manipulated a bunch of repair robots with nano guns to repair the cracks burned by Clark's heat vision, and replied: "It's not time travel... These things are a long story, I will explain."
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Several hours later, Bruce finally repaired the frigate.
"This portable nano repair gun is very interesting." Bruce said after repairing the last broken cable, "Maybe we can record its principle and bring it back to Earth."
Clark had already put Ian's body into the cryogenic cabin at this time.
Bruce had told Clark everything he knew about Sweet Dreams while they were working on the frigate together.
Clark quickly understood the situation at hand.
——If what Bruce said is true, and the world they live in hasn't collapsed, then Ian may really not be dead!
The life form of Gestalt biochemicals is different from ordinary life, and this is Ian's dream—the dream is a distortion of reality, not to mention the intervention of supernatural forces.
He had to resurrect Ian, and now there was another reason—Ian was the key for all of them to escape from this dream.
only key.
Seeing the hope, Clark's mood immediately improved a lot, and the anger and sadness that was stagnant in his chest finally disappeared.
"So, in addition to you, Iron Man and Captain America also came in?" Clark asked, looking at Ian who was in the freezing cabin with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
"Well, but I haven't been able to contact them at the moment." Bruce manipulated the control panel of the frigate and started the jump engine. "I will jump to the nearest star gate and go to the Gestalt center through the star gate network."
"Will there be any problem?" Clark was a little worried.
Knowing that Ian has a high possibility of resurrection, Clark's emotions were immediately appeased, and his attitude changed from "destroying this damn gestalt at all costs" to "safety is more important."
Bruce: ...
Who would have thought that this was the same superman who was so reckless a few hours ago and rushed to the ground naked?
"No problem," Bruce said, "I'm still connected to the gestalt, and I'll know if there's any problem."
Gestalt is "one".
They are one.
As long as Bruce does not behave abnormally in front of other Gestalt sub-individuals and is uploaded to the Gestalt Central, then Bruce will always be a part of the Gestalt.
Clark looked at Bruce with emotion: "Okay, Bruce, thanks to you."
God knows what would happen if he was the only one in this universe!
Bruce was silent for half a second, and said, "Don't you have any other ideas?"
Clark was a little puzzled: "...? What do you think?"
"..." Seeing the Kryptonian's naive look, Bruce felt a buzzing in his head, and he felt a little bad all over, "About the Church of the Secret Star, the Star Nest, and the samurai—do you have any other ideas? ?”
As far as he knew, the samurai had never told Clark his true identity.
This level of concealment is not acceptable to everyone, and it invites suspicion, suspicion, and even questions about the purpose and motives of the Samurai in his initial encounter with Clark.
After all, he is a member of the Secret Star Church and a member of Star Nest, and this identity itself represents countless secrets and tricks hidden behind it.
However, Clark waved his hand indifferently: "Ah, you said this... What's wrong with this?"
Bruce: "..."
Clark continued, "I know he's hiding things from me, but..."
The tomb of the plague that night in the metropolis appeared in his mind, and the indestructible figure of Ian standing in front of him with a knife like a wall.
He didn't often experience this feeling of being protected, but it wasn't a bad feeling either.
So Clark shrugged: "But I think I can understand his reason."
After all, what their Secret Star Church was facing were those monsters that shattered their minds. This was not his battlefield, so it was normal for Ian to hide it from him.
Bruce: "..."
Bruce didn't say anything else, he turned around and looked at the jump engine that was about to finish reading, with his back to Clark, a slightly complicated arc was raised at the corner of his mouth.
Trust, pure trust.
This kind of precious thing is more dazzling than stars in this dark sea of stars.
Clark suddenly thought of something and asked, "Wait, I have another question."
Bruce looked up, "What?"
"Why did you become a gestalt soldier with command authority after entering the dream, while I was a worker in a cannery?" Clark was puzzled.
Bruce said: "I don't know, it may be related to the samurai's perception of our identity, or it may be completely random."
Clark: ...So in Ian's mind, who am I?A lowly social animal? ?
What are the identities of Iron Man and Captain America?
"Steady it." Bruce said in a low voice, looking at the jump engine that had been read.
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