Chapter 2359

"He can control time!!!" Xu Shangqi let out a miserable scream, "This isn't scientific!!!!!!!"

"Look here, who's scientific?!" Riley also roared: "Quickly think of a solution, otherwise we'll really be done for here!!!!"

"Shut up!!!!"

Charles held his breath and focused, his gaze locked tightly on the black-haired man, his psychic ability at full power, with a hum, two rule forces collided together.

Bang! Charles was flung backward, the black-haired man hesitated for a moment, Jessica let out a scream, "Wanda!! Pull us out!!"

The scarlet power manifested, and several people instantly sat back down in their chairs.

Blood gushed from Charles's mouth and nose.

"We can't go deeper anymore." Charles stammered: "They're getting stronger and stronger."

"Who did you encounter again?" Stark asked.

Jessica's expression was especially grave, she said: "This time these few are different, they all possess rule power, that fat guy who looks like a sumo wrestler can fold space, and seems to be able to partially modify reality."

"Which gang is he from?"

"Lingliu, the Lingliu Sect is hunting us, they seem to regard us as new personalities, wanting to capture and absorb us, that vampire is also one of them."

"The sumo wrestler is one of their six pillars." Riley wiped his mouth and said: "I originally wanted to test the strength of that armor, but ended up provoking him out, he has spatial ability, I can't hit him at all."

"Did he force you guys out?"

"No, there's an even stronger guy." Charles took a deep breath, his voice somewhat trembling: "Being able to control time, he must be from the X Alliance."

"Could this alliance be too strong?!" Jessica said incredulously: "Earlier, that whatever Knowledge Spirit, a bolt of lightning almost turned me to charcoal."

"Let's summarize." Stark took out his PDA, wanting to input the newly discovered personalities into the database.

"First is the sumo wrestler, ability is folding space and modifying reality, any power data?"

"He punched me but missed, but just the shockwave nearly tore half my body apart, visually estimated to be about the same as Spider-Man, at least regular Spider-Man."

Stark recorded it and said: "What about the vampire?"

"The vampire isn't afraid of sunlight, can turn into a bat, and can cast magic, we have no way against such magical creatures, perhaps we need a mage."

"What's the deal with the armor you mentioned?"

"Literally, a set of moving medieval armor." Riley recalled: "It can rebound the attacker's attack intensity, currently no upper limit detected, at least when I punched it, it was unharmed, I flew backward."

Stark's expression grew increasingly grave, he said: "What about the time controller?"

"Don't know, we can't even engage him." Charles said: "I clashed my psychic energy with him head-on, barely escaped, this guy is terrifyingly hard, I've hardly ever seen someone with such psychic strength."

Facing the recorded data, several people fell silent, then Stark looked around and said: "Shiler? … Forget it, I'll bring all the data to the Radiant Alliance base later for a meeting, we'll figure something out together, we can definitely find a way to deal with them, thanks for your hard work, go rest."

Several young people supported each other, limping as they walked out, when they happened to run into Shiler walking in.

Shiler glanced at Charles, pointed to the door and said: "The healing potion delivery has arrived, each go get a box, Charles, you help them administer it slowly, absorption will be better that way."

Then he walked into Stark's office, shook the documents in his hand and said: "Did you get the meeting notice?"

"It's the notice I sent." Stark said unhappily: "Who just said they'd unite to solve the problem and then ran off without a trace?"

Shiler coughed twice, trying to cover up, said: "I'm just solving the problem in another way, let's go, to the meeting."

Charles and them didn't stay in Stark Tower, but returned to Riley and their own base, still in the basement of the Bronx area, though now it had been converted into an underground fortress.

The mostly recovered fastball Robert, along with other new warriors' companions and Riley's group, formed a team, now active in the new base in the Bronx area, and fighting crime in the Bronx and half of Queens.

"Is this a newcomer?" Robert glanced at Charles, still bleeding from the nose, and said: "How did you get so messed up?"

"Something went wrong, you guys shouldn't go on this mission." Riley sighed: "It's not something we can handle."

The mushroom man fatty was a bit dissatisfied, he said: "Can't say the mission is too hard just because a newcomer got injured."

"Introduce this person, Charles Xavier." Jessica knew saying more was useless, pointed at Charles and said: "Another universe's young Professor Xavier."

With a bang, the mushroom man fell from his chair, then spoke righteously: "I believe we really need to reassess the risk of this mission."

"What exactly is going on?" Robert asked.

After they explained, several people in the New Warriors team gathered around, listened to them finish, and the nightingale furrowed her brows and said: "You guys are really bold, knowing you can't win, yet you still insist on going in, couldn't you think of installing a camera?"

Everyone was stunned, then all looked at Charles, who was preparing to slowly administer the healing potion, his hand paused for a moment, then he said: "But someone has to go place the camera."

"If you'd prepared earlier, you'd have them all placed by now."

"I think there's potential." Riley sat down at the nearby computer and said: "Since brainwaves are also a kind of electromagnetic wave, we can fully utilize this principle to come up with a solution, monitoring them according to different brainwave frequencies when different personalities appear, I'll go post in the group to ask."

The squirrel girl greeted them to eat sandwiches, everyone held their plates or stood or sat around the computer, watching Spider-Men discuss heatedly in the group.

Many wanted to go in and investigate, but Charles said, David's brainwave bandwidth is limited, and the Spider-Men's psychic strength is all strong, one Spider-Man plus one Charles basically fills the bandwidth, even if all who entered were Spider-Men, it probably wouldn't exceed three, otherwise the network would easily lag.

"So it seems the bandwidth of this surveillance camera can't be too high." Peter, eating a sandwich on his phone, typed: "And it must be concealed, plus have protective measures, to prevent being destroyed by those weirdly shaped personalities."

"What about the receiving equipment here?" Someone suggested: "I think Stark Tower's terminal can be used, that way Jarvis can still receive information in real time and perform analysis."

"Do you have time? I think we can hold an online technical discussion, then I'll come to the lab to complete manufacturing and assembly."

"But physical cameras probably can't be brought in, right?"

"Then we'll use magical constructs, I'll go ask the mage……"

After about an hour and a half of intense discussion, the Spider-Men formulated a plan, roughly combining science and magic, using brainwaves to transmit magically encoded energy inside, then assembling it into a camera, then using the same method to decode it back, turning it into information visible in reality.

After the basic principle was confirmed, they began non-stop manufacturing, Stark went to the meeting and wasn't there, Peter took Stark lab's clearance, with Jarvis's cooperation, quickly produced many magical energy constructs.

After Peter obtained these constructs, he converted them into human brainwaves and gave them to Jarvis, Jarvis read them according to this brainwave, then could load the constructs into his own thoughts, and when he entered David's mental space and decoded them back, he could achieve bringing the camera inside.

The Radiant Alliance members were also discussing this issue, relying entirely on people to gather intelligence, not only inefficient but also dangerous, modern people should adopt modern means, think of a way to place a few cameras inside, the problem of investigating personality conditions would be solved.

Stark and Strange were confirming technical feasibility, but their ambitions far exceeded those of the young superheroes, they wanted to build a forward base in David's mental world, and the cameras would adopt invisible nanodrone form.

The problem is that no physical objects can be brought into the mental world, only magical energy constructs can be used, so the operating principle and structure still need discussion.

Stark, Strange, and Professor X discussed heatedly, while Shiler took a phone call and went out.

"Oh, is that so? Seems worth investigating, you mentioned that name I haven't heard of, but if you want to visit him, consider looking for Constantine, who is also British."

After hanging up, Batman sighed, turned to look at Hal beside him, and said: "Dr. Shiler's suggestion is to first go find Constantine, I think later we'll need his power to stop the war between Batwoman and the Sea Queen."

"I really doubt that guy is making things up." Hal frowned slightly and said: "I don't understand Atlantics, also can't fully believe him."

"But there's no doubt that the universe we're in right now has a clear anomaly; both you and Clark felt a sluggishness in your powers, and there has to be a reason for it."

Batman was thinking; just about ten minutes ago, they had found a temporary base, intending to rest and recuperate first — not that their stamina was that poor, needing rest not long after landing — but there was no doubt that this universe differed greatly from theirs, as if every sort of action took more effort.

Both Hal and Clark showed obvious discomfort; Clark said the energy he absorbed in the sun was less than 1% of what it used to be, and if this continued, endurance would be a major problem; Hal sensed that the emotional energy was also intermittent, and this universe's Emotional Spectrum had issues as well.

So they decided to take a breather first; Harley Quinn's matter could wait — but just as they were resting, Atlan seemed to want to demonstrate sincerity in cooperation and revealed to them just what his awakening was all about.

In truth, Atlan had indeed been targeting Atlanteans all along, but a hundred years ago it wasn't this severe, because back then he wasn't very lucid, spending a long time in a power-depleted slumber.

What woke him was a strange voice that kept droning in his ear, and a black shadow that constantly lingered in his dreams, telling him he should seek revenge, take revenge on the descendants of the traitors who stole his nation.

Atlan couldn't make out who that figure was, but because it happened too many times, he was ultimately awakened, and began his campaign of vengeance.

The reason he brought this up now wasn't that he deliberately concealed it, but before he'd met the main-universe Batman, the person who frequently appeared in his dreams had no concrete image, and Atlan's impression of him was also very vague.

But ever since he saw the main-universe Batman, observed his behavior, demeanor, and mannerisms, Atlan felt the figure in his dreams was very much like the Batman before him.