Little He-El had a broken head and bleeding. A corner of his broad forehead had broken tiny blood vessels and became red and swollen. Little drops of blood seeped out from the damaged pores, forming a blood stream that flowed down to his slender eyelashes.
The eyelashes held up the blood flowing down, and in his right eye's sight, the dim and blocked upper right half of his sight appeared.
"Why can't we travel through time?"
Little He-El was very surprised.
Ever since he had memories, growing up in the biological womb of Life Creation Chamber, he had memories before time travel, and he was carrying the inexplicable and mysterious Traversal Vortex with him in his own space.
This mysterious Traversal Vortex space, what I have always told myself is that I can go to other worlds through this Traversal Vortex.
Therefore, Little He-El has an absolutely safe escape route. You can act on Krypton with almost no worries and do whatever you want in your heart.
Even in the end, it was possible for Joe-Jor-El to exile himself into space, all because he knew that he would not die in space, but would travel to another world to be reborn, bask in the sun, gain super Kryptonian power, and run wild.
All this now breaks Little He-El's outlook for the future.
"Who's fooling me?"
Little He-El quickly recovered from the shock. From the deep memory, Yi-Yi recalled every moment of his past.
Every second I worked hard to read, my mind was quick to understand, and the sea of questions passed by.
Cheap nutritional tubes that I eat every meal.
The ambitions and ideals displayed every moment, until they are exiled into space.
All of these are vivid and real feelings of fatigue, pain, hunger, disappointment, and regret.
Could all of this be the result of being manipulated?
Little He-El lightly touched the blood droplets that flowed down to his eyelashes with his right fingertips. The blood was oozing scarlet and hot, which was extremely real. Because the remaining blood above the smeared eyelashes reflected the evil eye shadow, giving him a somewhat evil temperament.
Little He-El lowered his right hand, rubbing the hot scarlet blood with his fingertips. His face was as emotionless as his eyes glanced from left to right.
This meditation room is not spacious, only about eight square meters. It can adjust various spring, summer, autumn, winter, starry sky, fields, earth, sky and other scenes to help meditators enter the state, but he did not adjust it.
So the meditation room is still so empty, with only a meditation table and the only black walls.
If someone is manipulating themselves and wants to see themselves like a stray dog at this moment, barking angrily and incompetently, showing a look of despair with a blaming look on others, giving up on themselves, and losing control with grief and anger, then they are looking down on me He-El.
Little He-El's eyes scanned from left to right, glanced at the ceiling, scanned once, and finally began to pass over the ground.
As his eyes passed by, he began to think calmly. At this moment, no matter if someone was teasing him or not, he wanted to see a scene of despair and anger in the toy, so he created a fake Traversal Vortex to tease himself.
Then his purpose will inevitably fail.
Because the most important thing now is not to vent the grief and anger of being teased, but how to find a glimmer of hope in the lonely starry sky is the most important thing.
Little He-El While thinking calmly, his eyes passed over the ground, and suddenly, his breathing suddenly stopped.
A pair of black combat boots appeared in his sight.
These black combat boots are very familiar to him.
When he first made Black Suit, he tried it on and improved it several times before finally forming the current dark tone with a slightly steely texture and an icy black tone.
His gaze quickly moved upwards, and the battle suit formed by Black Suit's nano-machines covered his powerful thighs, showing the beauty of strength in a tight yet arrogant way.
Little He-El The more his eyes moved upward, the bigger his pupils became, until his eyes moved up to the abdominal muscles that outlined the extremely powerful and dynamic beauty. On the huge chest muscles, the diamond frame was overflowing with dark golden edges. Inside, an S logo was majestically presented in front of him, which made his breathing stop. His pupils were shocked to the limit and his mouth was slightly opened.
This is entirely a nano-equipment made by myself, Black Suit.
The appearance is exactly the same.
Until the end, he saw He-El's appearance exactly like his own, standing here, as if independent of the void, looking down at the world, with a face as cold and ruthless as it looked down on the world, majestic, domineering and powerful.
The moment I saw He-El.
Little He-El was shocked on the spot, as if he felt like he was about to be torn apart, shaking into two people in a daze, and then returned to normal in an instant.
Little He-El thought that someone was playing tricks on him, so he made a Traversal Vortex thing to tease him.
There is no doubt that someone would be so bored as to tease another person.
When I was a child, I boiled ant nests, caught frogs to learn anatomy, and roasted locusts with a smile. It was not for any reason, just for fun and to make me happy.
Little He-El I believe that there will be some masters who, in order to make themselves happy and interesting, give Traversal Vortex, and then kill their own way of survival to see their own reactions. It is like watching the ants' reactions like boiling water scalding an ant nest. It is also interesting, novel and fun.
But he never thought that he would play with himself.
Is it so novel and interesting to play by yourself?
"You... are me?"
Little He-El felt it was a bit unusual. He squinted his eyes and glanced at himself in front of him. He-El stretched his right hand horizontally into the space. He didn't know what he was doing.
Little He-El's thoughts are constantly changing and he is making guesses.
Is this the real He-El?
Or am I the one who traveled from earth?
Or am I traveling from the earth, traveling through time from the future to the present, do you want to tell me something?
At this moment, Little He-El thought of almost every situation he could think of.
"You are my creation."
He-El's eyes were ruthless, and his face was calm and indifferent as he glanced at Little He-El.
The moment he appeared, Little He-El saw his existence, and the universe reacted, trying to split Parallel Universe, giving birth to a Parallel Universe who met his past self.
But because He-El is a person who should not exist in the universe, in the end the universe did not separate out Parallel Universe.
But because He-El is a person who should not exist, the He-El he created occupies the position of the real He-El, and everything is completely different, so Parallel Universe should also be separated.
In the end, Parallel Universe was not separated, obviously because of its own existence.
But no matter, Speed Force can forcibly shake the universe and complete the birth of Parallel Universe. This is the birth of accuracy and will not have any sequelae.
"Really? What do you want to do?"
Little He-El had a calm face. Anyone who was told by another powerful self that he was just created by him would have doubts and heaviness in his heart.
"You don't have the right to know."
He-El stretched out his left hand and pointed the index finger towards Little He-El's forehead.
Little He-El wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be fixed and nailed in place. He watched helplessly as He-El covered his sight with five fingers, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows like a sky.
In an instant, Little He-El closed his eyes and fainted to the ground.