"But they're far ahead of us."

"We have nuclear bombs!"

"Nuclear weapons are not very technical, but uranium and plutonium, which are highly concentrated raw materials, are difficult to make, and they have almost unlimited energy, and it doesn't take much time to develop nuclear weapons."

"Krako's land is not big, we destroyed it first, are they going to shoot a nuclear bomb at us in hell to fight back?"

"But...... I heard that they have energy firmament technology to defend against nuclear bombs. ”

"It's just that they said it themselves, maybe it's fake."

"Our domestic experts have analyzed that with their technology, it is not at all a problem to create a defensive sky that can withstand nuclear bombs.

If Krako is angered, a Magneto can destroy the Earth, let alone Ron, the king of mutants who is stronger than Magneto......"

Eventually, the secret discussions of several countries could not continue.

They gritted their teeth, fearful and jealous, but found that in the end they could do nothing.

Not to mention Krako's own military might, it was enough for Ron, who could make Magneto willingly wear a bomb collar and submit to him, to make them have to be cautious.

If he survives the nuclear bomb, it will be a nightmare for any of the countries involved.

Invincible, even irresistible, powerful, various countries began to think about making friends with Krako, and wanted to obtain those high-tech technical support, and various national policies were inclined to it.

As the world learns of Krako's amazing technology and power, mutants from all over the world rejoice and flock to Krako.

It didn't take long for Krak's population to grow to a few million, and then to nearly 10 million.

When Krako announced that people with the X gene, after being examined and verified, they could also immigrate to Krako and obtain citizenship.

Krako's population exploded again, coming to tens of millions and growing rapidly.

With the support of a strong country, no one dares to bully its citizens in a foreign country.

The situation in which mutants are regarded as monsters by humans and ostracized has changed dramatically, and has become the envy of everyone.

"The identity of a mutant represents a life of worry-free food and clothing."

"Krako and the international community have signed a treaty, and the international community has recognized the peculiarities of Krako's nationality."

"Krako has set up special free shipping routes in each country to receive mutant immigrants."

"Mutants have committed crimes and are to be extradited back to their home countries to face trial and no possible persecution."

The status of mutants has changed from what it used to be, and a new era has come for mutants and even the entire planet.

The country of Krako is constantly mentioned among the global population, and along with it, there is another name that is mentioned in awe, the king of the kingdom of Krakó - Ron.

The king of the most powerful nation on earth and the most powerful man on earth.

The mutants are sincerely grateful to this leader and king who has brought them a new life.

Religion spontaneously emerged within Krako, worshipping Ron as a savior and a god.

Even outside of Krako, there was a religion that worshiped Ron.

When Krako was completely completed.

At night, in his own kingdom, Ron stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a soft and delicate body lying on the bed behind him, looked back at the sleeping Raven, and retracted his gaze to scan the panel.

Ability points: 1.12 million

His eyes shone in the darkness of the night.

"Not long after buying the Odin template, the ability points have come to the million-dollar again!"

These are the ability points gained by destroying the Apocalypse, plus establishing Krako, affecting the entire mutant race.

I looked at the template again.

Recorded template: [Transhuman Johnson: 140,000] ......

Ability to traverse DC parallel universes......

Some plots in the main Marvel universe seem to be not far away, but with the ability to make the space-time coordinates flow according to his own ideas, he doesn't need to worry about anything.

"You can go to the DC main universe for a while."

After making a plan, Ron stayed in the X-Men world for a while, and after keeping a good company with the hard-working Raven, he left the X-Men world.

Returned to the world of the Black Robe Pickets.

The motherland has rescued the soldier boy from the suburban laboratory, the soldier boy is like the meaning of not eating for hundreds of years, while taking drugs like crazy, while getting acquainted with the current world on TV, the motherland recognizes his father, and for a few days wants to establish a good father-son relationship with the soldier boy.

Ron didn't show up at the company, just went to see Starlight and Maeve.

Then the template for the superhuman Johnson was purchased, and he immediately felt a peculiar feeling.

It's as if you can pass through a thin film that you can pass through to another world.

He activated his ability, and in a burst of blue light, he left the black-robed universe again, this time without relying on the system.

……

DC Main Universe, Gotham.

A place where a person is outstanding and the people are simple.

The skies of Gotham are always cloudy, and there is hardly ever a sunny day.

The gloomy sky light casts a gray and oppressive background over everything, like the lingering darkness and filth of the city.

It was raining lightly.

Da, da, da.

On the street, a slender figure in a black suit, holding a black umbrella, strolls slowly, like an outsider visiting the city with great interest.

"A dark and rainy city, great for bacteria and corruption."

In the bead-like rain curtain, the citizens clenched their necks and wrapped their coats tightly, their spirits were depressed, their brows were full of the fatigue of life, and they came and went indifferently in the rain.

The beggars in the streets and alleys who burned fires to keep warm hid at the foot of the walls, their eyes were gray, and they were shivering and breathing.

The umbrella dripped along the rain and fell on the muddy and dirty road.

There was a cold wind, and a newspaper flew at his feet and fell wet with the rain.

The title of a column is very conspicuous - Gotham is a dust that never fades.

Every Saturday, the Gotham Times updates a lifestyle column called 'Gotham Impressions'.

In this column, the citizens of Gotham can describe their impressions of Gotham in succinct words, such as "Gotham is ......"

Gotham, for example, is damned, cursed, unpredictable, cruel, and cannibalistic......

The figure gently lifted the umbrella, revealing a handsome and indifferent face under the umbrella, his dark eyes scanning the high-rise buildings that were somewhat mixed with Gothic style.

"I didn't expect that as soon as I came to this universe, I first came to Gotham."

Ron's eyes moved slightly, and he sighed slightly.

Gotham, a well-known city in American comics, has a unique style.

"Go find out the timeline, and then go and see the 'master' of the city, Batman."

Batman is an irreplaceable and extremely important character even in the entire DC universe, and there is even a joke that Superman is the son of DC and Batman is DC's father.

When you come to Gotham, how can you not go to see Batman, and by the way, let his fate change a little bit.

Speaking of which...... Gotham, the ash that never fades?

If he makes Gotham look different, I don't know how many ability points he will get, in addition to Batman, there are also many villains here.

Under the umbrella, another thought came to him.

But it's just a temporary idea, let's look at the specific timeline first.

The corners of Ron's mouth curled slightly, and he slowly disappeared into the misty rain curtain as he walked.

……

Boom.

The roar of a motorcycle.

A man with a cold and serious face in a black suit that was slightly embarrassed and dirty by the rain rode a black motorcycle to the hidden bunker in the sewers of the city.

"Master Bruce?"

The miniature horn in front of the bunker gate, the old butler's hoarse voice sounded.

"It's me." The man's deep voice rang out.

"Looks like you've had another day of death." A sigh.

"A little surprise, Alfred."