aircannonsinc Chapter 1080 I am Chen Tao, I am a silent cow and sheep, I am so humble, sob sob
Chapter 1080 I am Chen Tao, I am a silent cow and sheep, I am so humble, sob sob
Chapter 1080 I am Chen Tao, I am a silent cow and sheep, I am so humble, sob sob
Many years ago, Chen Tao told his disciple William that if there was nothing to believe in, he should believe in himself.
(Chapter 373)
This is an extreme form of arrogance.
Religion, in essence, should be about seeking salvation and acknowledging one's own insignificance.
But Chen Tao did the exact opposite; he used the shell of religion but replaced the content with extreme individualism.
My flesh and blood are the most efficacious temple; I am outside of it, and God is inside.
He never believed that anyone else could save him; he only believed in his own strength.
So he turned his prayers to himself, something he had done long ago.
(Chapter 459, Chapter 521)
So now he has started praying again, as always.
There was a reason why Chen Tao emphasized to Papetua and the Hand of the Void that a sneak attack was necessary.
The biggest variable in his entire plan was that he had absolutely no idea what the World Forger would be able to achieve after obtaining the Quantum Bat's cosmic judgment.
In the original comics, after acquiring Manhattan's legacy, the Batman Who Laughs killed Perpetua, who was then virtually invincible throughout the DC multiverse. Keep in mind that Perpetua at that time was not the crippled figure who had just come down from the wall. With the help of Lex Luthor, Perpetua had gathered the All-in-One and regained all his power, even shattering the Time Stream.
But the Batman Who Laughs merely swapped his brain into the Quantum Bat's body and absorbed the Crisis Energy, instantly strengthening himself to the point where he could seize the core of a universe's Earth, like grabbing a cell's nucleus and slapping it onto Perpetual's face. The Quantum Divine Power's enhancement of an ordinary Dark Multiverse Batman like the Batman Who Laughs is so immense. What about the Worldmaker himself?
No one knows to what extent the World Forger's power will increase after obtaining that universe; perhaps he will be left with a treasure trove that he cannot utilize, or perhaps something worse. Who knows?
The unknown is the most troublesome problem.
At this moment, Luther's, or rather the World Maker's, plan is already underway on the main universe timeline. Chen Tao cannot stop this process. A mere parallel universe gorilla named Grodd is not enough for him to influence the actions of the World Maker and Luther, or even to deflect their actions.
As the operation progressed, Chen Tao even had to control the actions of the gorilla Grud, making it as discreet as possible so that the World Maker and Luther would not notice.
Interestingly, Chen Tao had previously witnessed the Laughing Bat controlling the five-dimensional Thunder Sprite, and knew that the so-called 60-year-old man Thunder Johnny he was carrying was actually a five-dimensional sprite.
He had a suspicion, but the 60-year-old man showed no inclination towards that now, so the suspicion remained just that—a suspicion.
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You know, I always treat speculation as fact.
The World Foundry program is progressing very well.
Large numbers of ordinary people are beginning to mutate into zombies, and the resulting terror and chaos will continuously generate enormous crisis energy for the world's builders.
Countless mortals and world builders will create avatars that heal the wounded and save lives across various timelines, thereby generating countless connecting energies.
Therefore, love and hate, human tragedies and comedies, are played out in those created realities. The ultimate meaning of the lives of those mayflies that live only a day is to make a blue giant who tries to devour his mother and usurp the supreme authority of the DC multiverse stronger.
They are no longer living, breathing people, but merely randomly generated numbers in reality, whose names will be forgotten centuries later. Even if the DC multiverse were to reboot, they would not reappear in it, because no one would remember them. Therefore, the rebooted world would not bring them back to life. They would appear, then die, and then simply return to the embrace of Lady Death, with no chance of resurrection.
Their existence is less significant than that of Heroes' Day or Superman Chen Tao; at least they can leave their mark on the DC Multiverse. But these ordinary people—
No one will remember them.
The World Founder always keeps his eyes only on his enemies.
Batman: The Dragon, Perpetua, The Void Hand, Doctor Manhattan —
They are locked in a fierce battle over who will ultimately win the DC multiverse, but look, that's the problem.
You simply and casually reduce all of this to who will win in the end, quantifying it as a simple game of winning and losing. This is the most typical perspective of the gods. In their eyes, all of this is not the suffering of everyone, nor the suffering of the multiverse, but a game between gods.
But the biggest blind spot of this perspective is that it always underestimates the side that remains silent. They will not always accept that they are resources put on the negotiating table. The DC multiverse is alive, our friends, the DC multiverse is alive.
It is the aggregate of all beings in the DC multiverse, a generalized consciousness without specific thoughts.
Papetua, the Worldmaker, the Hand of the Void—the great men are fighting each other, thinking they are calculating resources, bargaining chips, how much power they can plunder, how many cattle and lambs on the pastures can be swallowed up, but they have all forgotten that what they really need to fight is a power that they cannot quantify and cannot control forever.
————Okay, actually this power doesn't have a name, so let's just invent one for now.
Let's call this power—uh.
people.
Okay, it's decided then.
I am Chen Tao, a self-proclaimed individualist.
I am also a part of this power.
But I only pray to myself.
Because I know that although I am part of this power, this power is not me.
I never expect this power to favor me even temporarily.
The Moon in Manhattan's Batworld.
At this moment, right now.
Above the moon.
The World Forger lowered his head. He had long known that when he began to act, someone would come knocking on his door. He had anticipated that it would be his mother or the Void Hand, but he never expected that the first person to come would be Batman Dragon.
"Then————"
Chen Tao looked around at the scene in front of him.
He stood on the weightless moon, while the World Forger sat on his throne. No one else was visible—not his ship, not Luther, not even the gorilla Groud. Chen Tao could have extended his senses to scan, but he dared not. He could have directly contacted Groud with his senses, but he feared being exposed.
So he did nothing but look at the World Maker.
"Alphaus. Shall we talk?"
He said in a somewhat humble, even subservient tone, "Give me a chance."
I'll give you a chance too.
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