When a god is reduced to a mortal ...... A secret military base in Manhattan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the laboratory, which is classified as a first-class secret, the gods who were kowtowed and worshiped by the Vietnamese people in the past used to deter the Soviet Union from attacking with their own strength.

Now, his soul is confined to an ordinary body, and this ordinary body is imprisoned in this laboratory surrounded by special high-strength glass.

Every day, blood is drawn, hair is drawn, this is pumped, and then the pupils are checked, the heartbeat is checked, and emotions are checked......

Dr. Manhattan clearly remembers those glorious times, clearly remembers that he once spent alone on Mars thinking about the past and the future, and clearly remembers the sense of superiority when he transformed his body and looked down on the small human being.

But now, he has been beaten to the dust, but like a guinea pig, he is secretly imprisoned by the hegemonic machine of the United States, and his bright eyes are gradually becoming dull.

His microscopic horizon was shielded and he became a blind god, his atomic control was limited and he became a lame god, and his quantum body was bound and became an ordinary person.

"The Prophet ......"

Today's inspector said the word, and he suddenly saw Dr. Manhattan raise his head sharply, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his expression was fierce as if he was trying to eat people.

The inspector shook his head, asked a few more questions, and then left the lab with a deeply stinging look of pity for Dr. Manhattan to speak with the general waiting outside.

"Isn't he still willing to say?"

"We've tried a lot of ways, beauty, torture, power inducement, all to no avail, as if he really never had that memory."

"And what about his body?"

"It's the body of an ordinary person."

"Then do we still want this piece of shit? Now people all over the world are rebelling, stop wasting resources on this garbage! ”

Rubbish!

Dr. Manhattan's dull gaze was filled with deep hatred, and if he had never had that god-like power, he would be content with his current state.

Today should be considered his lucky day, after three full months as a guinea pig, he was finally released, wearing an old suit, and was sent out of the underground base.

The natural light stung Dr. Manhattan's eyes, and he covered his forehead with his hands, squinted at the world, and then fell silent.

Some people are flying in the sky, some are piercing through walls, some are creating flames, frost and lightning at will, there is chaos everywhere in the city, there are burns and robberies everywhere, the police are running around, and the gunshots are constantly ringing.

The world is in chaos!

Dr. Manhattan was stunned for a long time, until a mutant with the ability to run fast knocked him down, and he woke him up.

He sat down on the street floor, and naturally saw a dilapidated billboard depicting a group of faded masked people in gorgeous costumes, and the Watchman's organization logo was dazzling in his eyes.

In the lower left corner of the billboard, there is a company logo, which is none other than New World Group.

"That's right! Watchmen! ”

Dr. Manhattan, who was standing on the big station sadly, suddenly remembered that he was once a member of the Watchmen!

Now, perhaps, that person is the only hope that can make him find himself again!

Struggling to remember the man's address, Dr. Manhattan tightened his coat and walked briskly out of the crossroads.

Ozmandis