I want to have a date with Superman

Of course Harley didn't want to trick her teacher.

Goddess Asal really had nothing to say to her.

Not only did he teach her magic knowledge carefully, he even taught her the magic spell when they first met.

She mentioned her teacher's past to Dr. Manhattan in order to find out about the 'new power'.

"Doctor, you have been to the Great Almighty Universe. Is there any new power outside the origin wall that has no master's mark at all?"

This was the question she really wanted to ask, but she unexpectedly tricked the teacher to death.

Dr. Manhattan said: "It depends on how you define 'new power'.

In terms of pure power, there is a lot of chaotic and violent energy outside the wall of origin, and even the 'source' - the original power of creation.

You once said that I am above time, eternal and the same, without growth.

this is not right.

After leaving my universe and entering the Great Almighty Universe, my power skyrocketed every minute.

So far, I have found many similar powers, and my strength has increased countless times.

But those powers cannot be absorbed by life in the universe, and they are not prepared for you.

Single beings like you are like parasites on a big tree.

Big trees draw nutrients from the earth and get energy from the sun's rays.

Parasites eat leaves, fruits, and bark, relying on the support of large trees to survive.

But parasites cannot use sunlight and fertilizer directly. "

"I absorbed your power, which is different from ordinary people." Harley said.

Dr. Manhattan observed her carefully for a long time and said: "Your energy utilization rate is too low.

If there are 1,000 copies of my energy, you seem to have only absorbed 100 copies.

Your skin has not turned blue, your body has not been converted into quantum energy, you cannot jump out of the timeline, and even the quantum superposition state cannot maintain you as a defective product. "

——You are the defective product!

Harley felt that she had made better use of Manhattan's power than Manhattan himself.

It's not that she is arrogant.

Dr. Manhattan did not notice her Evolved Arcana, nor did he see that she converted energy into the fifth defense specialty, which means that his level must not be as good as the Evolved Arcana.

"I have to leave. If I don't leave, my state of existence is likely to be observed immediately." Dr. Manhattan said.

"Who is chasing you?" Harley asked doubtfully.

"In this multiverse, they are called the Monitors, the Anti-Monitors, and the Forgers.

For example, Earth-0 where you are now was created by the Forger and managed by the Monitor. "Dr. Manhattan said.

"You can't beat them?"

"I can kill a hundred of them with one finger, but they represent the universe itself. Killing them is tantamount to destroying the foundation of the universe, which goes against my responsibility to protect the universe.

But I can't meet them either.

My relationship with them is like the virus and anti-virus software that invade the system.

Even though I don't think so, they think so all the time. "Dr. Manhattan said.

"One last thing, can't you kill me?" Harley's tone was a little strange.

"If I appear in my true form, killing you will be easier than trampling on ants."

"You don't need a real body, just your ubiquitous quantum state." Harley said quickly.

"I tried, but it didn't work."

"Then I'm relieved. Well, what I mean is that I have offended you, and I feel very guilty and want to make it up to you. How about this, you hit me hard with hatred, and let out a bad breath." Harley said.

"." Dr. Manhattan was silent for a long time, so long that Harley thought he was gone.

Then he said: "I have never heard such a strange request, but I will be happy to accommodate you-"

"Stab-" The violent arc of blue energy, like a sword from the gods, struck Harry hard on the head.

In the small airship, everyone knew that Harley was talking to Dr. Manhattan, so they opened their eyes with clear whites and stared at her quietly.

After waiting for a long time, I saw her expression change several times.

They grew increasingly itchy to know what they were talking about.

Suddenly, a blue energy pillar as thick as a hug suddenly appeared in front of Harley, like a giant's finger, directly pressing on her forehead in their horrified eyes.

For a moment, time seemed to slow down countless times. Harley was wrapped in blue arc light, and her body pulled out a series of slow-motion afterimages.

"Boom-stab-boom-boom-"

When the airship bulkhead came into contact with the arc of light, it immediately melted like butter on a hot knife, creating a Harley-shaped hole.

Then, time changed from slowing down to speeding up. Only the sound of thunder and thunder could be heard from the clouds a few kilometers away, and Harley had disappeared.

That's not right. Harley's body was knocked away, but the path she flew through left behind phantoms with strange postures and expressions.

There were about twenty of them.

There were some residual images of Harley, as if she had fallen from the roof, her limbs flailing, and her face full of horror.

Some were waving their hands wildly, but in a leisurely manner.

Some of them had faces full of pain, holding their heads as if wailing.

Some looked surprised, rubbing their faces and looking around.

Various postures, various expressions, but none of them coherent.

"Harley!" Ivy was the first to react, shouting in horror with a pale face.

There was an afterimage that turned to look at her, and smiled and waved to her.

"Harley?" Ivy was stunned.

"Whoosh!!" All the afterimages suddenly turned into streamers of light and disappeared into the distance.

They looked over and saw Harley jumping out of the thick clouds covered in blood.

She didn't open the wings of the Heavenly Armor, and she didn't even wear armor. She only had the colorful cloud gauze that she exchanged for the Third Prince's second child - forged in the morning mist of the Alps. It had no defense, but would not be damaged, and could be transformed into many styles. Skirts.

Her original woolen jacket had already been atomized in the converter.

"Hahaha, do it again." Every pore on her body was bleeding, but her face was full of excitement and her eyes were shining.

"Stab-boom-boom-"

Another blue arc appeared, as thick as a hug and ten meters long, like the middle finger of a god. Harley disappeared from everyone's sight again, leaving afterimages on the flight path.

The Pharaoh did a quick mental calculation and discovered that there were more than thirty people in the afterimage this time.

At this time, the airship was flying in the stratosphere, with the rising golden-red sun above and the red sea of ​​clouds and plains below.

Harley was like a thrown stone, floating on the sea of ​​clouds, and every floating stone left an afterimage.

"Stab-boom!"

The third arc of blue light followed immediately without waiting for her to shout.

The arc was thicker, obviously in the shape of a fist, a giant's fist, punched out with all his strength. Harley was like a blood bag with thousands of holes poked by needles, and the blood sprayed on the clouds in the form of mist.

The spaceship flew closely behind Harley, and the Pharaoh murmured: "This time, the number of afterimages exceeds sixty. The first time is the little finger, the second time is the middle finger, and the third time is the fist. The power keeps doubling.

It must be Joan who is attacking Miss Quinn.

But no matter how powerful the attack is, it only increases the number of her afterimages, and the damage caused by each hit is about the same."

"Come again!" Harley stood in the air like a bloody gourd, shouting toward the sky.

No more attacks landed.

After a long time, Dr. Manhattan's voice sounded: "This is unscientific! Why can my intrinsic field attack only have the effect of physical impact?

Even a physical impact cannot exceed the upper limit of what your body can withstand.

You obviously can't control time, but you accurately allocate the damage to your future self. How do you do it? "

"Keep hitting me and observe for yourself." Harley said urgently.

She is now level 56!

The first time I was promoted to level 1, the second time to level 2, and the third time to level 3!

According to this rule, if you hit me again, you won't be able to reach level 60 immediately?

Of course, it is more likely that he will not even be able to advance to the first level, and Blue Manhattan will have no experience.

"I've exerted all my strength. Even though you're bleeding, your breath seems to be stronger?"

"Illusion, it's all an illusion, I'm weak." Harley shouted.

She had already thought that the level 9 Manhattan Defense Specialty would be very restrained against Dr. Manhattan.

But the effect was so good that it was beyond her expectation.

Quantum critical hit damage and quantum double defense are all probabilistic events and cannot be controlled.

If you have just mastered this skill and are not proficient, the probability is even lower.

Under normal circumstances, if someone punches her ten times and her defense doubles, she is considered lucky.

But in the hands of Dr. Manhattan, the defense is doubled every time, not twice. The first time is 24 times, 23 time afterimages; the second time, the defense is 35 times, 34 afterimages.

And she herself was just on the verge of collapse of her intrinsic field, but she just didn't collapse.

Harley had a hunch that even if Dr. Manhattan's power increased tenfold, she would only increase the time afterimage tenfold. She would not die unless her intrinsic field was broken.

She once again realized how buggy it would be after upgrading the defense expertise to an advanced level (above level six).

It's too targeted.

"I won't do any more useless work, it's time to go." Dr. Manhattan said.

"Wait a minute!" Harley stopped him again, "You hit me, and the anger in your heart has disappeared. We have completely settled our grudges. Can we be friends now?"

"——"

Dr. Manhattan didn't know how to react for a moment.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence. Good friend, please leave." Harley said immediately.

Dr. Manhattan left silently.

"After some friendly exchanges, Dr. Manhattan and I resolved our misunderstanding and became friends. It wasn't a battle just now, he and I were competing in martial arts."

Back on the blimp, Harley briefly recounted the process of becoming 'good friends' with Dr. Manhattan.

But there were some things that couldn't be said, and she didn't say them either.

For example, Uncle Carl originally planned for Angela to be a female Manhattan.

For example, Blue Superman and what happened to him.

"He will really never show up again?" Aunt Angela felt disappointed.

"He will always protect you. The years between you and him are also the beautiful memories that will never be erased in his life." Harley comforted her.

"I miss the children, can you take me home?" she murmured.

Of course, Harley would not refuse such a simple request.

Ivy had already blocked the hole in the cabin with vines, and the spacecraft turned around and jumped into the shadow world, appearing above the empty villa half a minute later.

"Qiong teleported the children to my grandfather, why don't you go ahead and go ahead." Angela said.

She was not in a good state of mind and was a little lost.

"Which Watcher is your grandfather?" Harley asked curiously.

"He's not a watchman, he's a militiaman, the Hooded Judge."

The Militia, the predecessor of Watchmen, is actually a team of cross-dressing heroes.

"It turns out it's him." The Pharaoh's face showed a look of reminiscence, "I want to see him."

"I want it too," Harley said.

Eventually, they found Angela's three children and grandfather at an old theater in town.