"But their technology far surpasses ours."
"We have nuclear bombs!"
"Nuclear weapon technology is not advanced, but high-concentration raw materials like uranium and plutonium are difficult to produce. They have almost limitless energy, so it won't take them long to develop nuclear weapons."
"Klakoo's territory is not large. If we destroy it first, will they launch nuclear bombs back at us from hell?"
"But… I heard they have an energy dome technology that can defend against nuclear bombs."
"That's just what they say; maybe it's fake."
"Our domestic experts have analyzed that, with their technology, creating a defensive dome capable of withstanding nuclear bombs would be completely effortless.
If Klakoo is angered, even one Magneto could destroy the Earth, let alone Ron, the King of Mutants, who is stronger than Magneto…"
Ultimately, the secret discussions among several countries could not continue.
They gnashed their teeth at Klakoo, fearful and jealous, but found themselves utterly helpless.
Not to mention Klakoo's own military strength, Ron, who could make Magneto willingly wear a bomb collar and submit, was enough to make them exercise extreme caution.
If he survived a nuclear attack, it would be a nightmare for any participating country.
Unable to eliminate, or even resist, such power, various countries began to consider befriending Klakoo, hoping to obtain high-tech support, and their policies began to shift accordingly.
As the World learned of Klakoo's astonishing technology and power, Mutants worldwide rejoiced and poured into Klakoo continuously.
Before long, Klakoo's population quickly reached several million, and then developed into nearly ten million.
When Klakoo announced that people carrying the X-gene, after examination and verification, could also immigrate to Klakoo and obtain citizenship.
Klakoo's population exploded again, reaching tens of millions, and continued to grow rapidly.
With the backing of a powerful nation, its citizens were no longer dared to be bullied abroad.
The situation where Mutants were regarded as monsters and ostracized by humans changed dramatically, becoming something everyone envied.
"A Mutant identity represents a lifetime of comfort and security."
"Klakoo signed treaties with the international community, which recognized the special nature of Klakoo's nationality."
"Klakoo established dedicated free air routes in every country to receive Mutant immigrants."
"Mutants who commit crimes will be extradited back to their country for trial, preventing any possible persecution."
The status of Mutants changed from the past; a new era for Mutants and even the entire Earth had arrived.
The nation of Klakoo was constantly mentioned among the global population, and another name was revered alongside it: the King of the Klakoo Kingdom—Ron.
The King of the strongest nation on Earth, and also the strongest person on Earth.
Mutants sincerely thanked this leader and King who brought them a new life.
A religion spontaneously emerged within Klakoo, worshipping Ron as a savior and deity.
Even outside Klakoo, religions worshipping Ron appeared.
When Klakoo was completely built.
At night, in his own kingdom, Ron stood in front of the French window, a soft body lying on the bed behind him. He looked back at the sleeping Raven, then withdrew his gaze and scanned the panel.
Ability Points: 1.12 million
His eyes glowed faintly in the darkness.
"Not long after purchasing the Odin template, my Ability Points have once again reached a million!"
These were the Ability Points gained from eliminating Apocalypse, establishing Klakoo, and influencing the entire Mutant race.
He glanced at the recorded templates again.
Recorded Templates: [Superhuman Jensen: 140,000]…
The ability to travel through parallel DC Universes…
Some plots in the Marvel main Universe seemed to be starting soon, but with the system's ability to flow spatiotemporal coordinates according to his will, he didn't need to worry about anything.
"I can temporarily go to the DC main Universe to take a look."
After setting his plan, Ron stayed in the X-Men World for a while longer, spent quality time with the hardworking Raven, and then left the X-Men World.
He returned to the Black Robe Universe.
Homelander had already rescued Soldier Boy from the suburban laboratory. Soldier Boy, as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, was frantically taking drugs while familiarizing himself with the current World on TV. Homelander had acknowledged him as his father and was trying to establish a good father-son relationship with Soldier Boy in a few days.
Ron did not appear at the company; he just went to see Starlight and Maeve.
Then he purchased the Superhuman Jensen template, and he immediately felt a peculiar sensation.
It was as if he could pass through a permeable membrane to reach another World.
He activated his ability, and in a burst of ethereal blue light, he left the Black Robe Universe again, this time without relying on the system.
…
DC main Universe, Gotham.
A place of outstanding people and simple folk customs.
Gotham's sky was always shrouded in clouds, almost never seeing clear skies.
The gloomy daylight cast a hazy, oppressive undertone on everything, much like the city's lingering darkness and filth.
It was drizzling.
Tap, tap, tap.
On the street, a tall figure in a black suit, holding a black umbrella, slowly strolled, like an outsider observing the city with interest.
"A dark and rainy city, very suitable for the breeding of bacteria and decay."
In the curtain of rain, citizens huddled their necks, bundled in coats, their spirits weary, their brows filled with the fatigue of life, coming and going indifferently in the rain.
Beggars, huddling in alleyways for warmth, hid in corners, their eyes dull, trembling and barely surviving.
Raindrops dripped from the umbrella's edge onto the muddy, dirty road.
A cold gust of wind, a newspaper flew and landed at his feet, soaked by the rain.
A column title was strikingly visible—Gotham is a never-fading gray.
Every Saturday, the Gotham Times would update a lifestyle column called 'Gotham Impressions'.
In this column, Gotham citizens could use concise phrases to describe their impressions of Gotham, such as "Gotham is…"
For example, Gotham is damned, cursed, complex and unpredictable, cruel and ruthless, a man-eating monster…
The figure gently raised his umbrella, revealing a handsome, indifferent face beneath its rim. His dark eyes scanned the tall buildings, some of which had a Gothic style.
"I didn't expect to arrive in Gotham first when I came to this Universe."
Ron's eyes flickered, a hint of emotion in them.
Gotham, a famous city in American comics, has a truly unique style.
"I'll find out the timeline, then go see the 'Master' of this city—Batman."
Batman is an extremely important and irreplaceable character even in the entire DC Universe, with even a playful saying that Superman is the son of DC, and Batman is the father of DC.
Having come to Gotham, how could he not go see Batman, and incidentally, change his destiny a little.
Speaking of which… Gotham, a never-fading gray?
If he changed Gotham, he wondered how many Ability Points he would gain. Besides Batman, many villains also gathered here.
Under the umbrella, another thought arose.
But it was just a temporary idea; he would first look at the specific timeline.
Ron's lips curved slightly, and he slowly disappeared into the misty rain as he walked.
…
Boom, boom.
The roar of a motorcycle.
A man in a black suit, somewhat disheveled and dirty from the rain, with a cold and serious face, rode a black motorcycle to the hidden bunker in the city's sewers.
"Master Bruce?"
From the miniature speaker at the bunker's entrance, the old butler's aged, hoarse voice sounded.
"It's me," the man's deep, resonant voice replied.
"It seems you've had another perilous day," a sigh.
"A small accident, Alfred."