Hell Difficulty Start

A dark and cramped cell.

Pain!

It was too painful!!

Violent agony surged like a tide, engulfing his entire body.

Lynn slowly woke up on the bed, staring at the pitch-black prison cell.

He touched the gruesome wound on his chest; the intense pain was radiating from that very spot.

I have to think of a way, or I'll really die during the next experiment.

Clang!

A white prison guard struck Lynn's feet hard with an iron rod.

The sharp pain forced a cry from him, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

The white guard tossed a food tray down carelessly, looking at Lynn with the gaze one might reserve for trash.

"Eat your slop, you damn Mutant!" He chuckled mockingly before walking toward the next cell.

Lynn stared fixedly at the guard's back for a long while before looking at the food scattered on the floor.

This food was nothing but the leftover swill from the guards.

Not only did it lack any nutritional value, but it had been dumped on the floor—they hadn't even intended for him to eat it!

Lynn sat up from the bed, looking at the food on the ground, a flash of anger crossing his face.

Transmigration was supposed to be a wonderful thing.

It was just a pity that he had transmigrated into the Marvel Universe and become a Mutant.

In this world, Mutants were people who had gained superpowers due to X-gene mutations.

But in the eyes of most, Mutants were deformed monsters, not even considered human.

Not to mention that Lynn was being held captive and used for genetic experiments.

"I have to escape."

Lynn touched the Electric Shock Collar around his neck.

This was a Mutant Controller.

It was a device that could control Mutants and suppress their abilities.

Like a dog collar, it kept Lynn leashed.

"I must escape," Lynn murmured.

During the last experiment, he had been in agonizing pain.

If he didn't escape, he would likely die in this experimental base.

But how could he possibly escape?

When it came down to it, his ability was merely the capacity to manipulate the bio-electricity in his body.

He couldn't compare to those powerful Level 4 or even Level 5 Mutants at all.

Just then, a hazy mist seemed to envelop him.

His soul slowly rose, passing through the base.

Beyond the Earth and the galaxy, he arrived in a dim, unknown place.

"Someone else has come?"

A familiar voice came from ahead.

Lynn looked forward and saw two figures appearing before him.

The one on the left looked exactly like him, wearing dark green armor and dark clothing, his eyes scarlet with a black dot in the center.

Around the black dot, three black, comma-shaped patterns were rotating.

The other one was encased in metal armor from head to toe, wearing an oval yellow and black helmet.

He had a pistol and an automatic rifle tucked at his waist, and a long sword strapped to his back.

The moment he saw these two, a massive amount of information flooded into Lynn's mind.

I've transmigrated into multiple worlds at once? As long as I make contact with other versions of myself, I can share everything with each other?

Upon learning this, Lynn was stunned.

This meant that all versions of him, as long as they made contact, could share abilities, talents, bloodlines, skills, and more.

He could share as much as he wanted without any physical or other limitations.

Everything shared could be used across the heavens and myriad worlds.

The only potential issue was assimilation by the rules of a different world.

Furthermore, after gaining new abilities, he could return to this unknown place and share the new powers with all the other Lynns.

Most importantly, Lynn discovered that similar abilities could actually be stacked!

For instance, the version of him dressed like a ninja could combine his Lightning Release with his own bio-electric powers.

Achieving a power where 1+1 is greater than 2!

However.

Although memories could be shared, the shared abilities required a period of adaptation due to the differing rules of each world.

This gave Lynn a glimpse of hope.

Alone, he was merely a fixed point, a single lifeline, an unchanging shape.

But with all the Lynns together, they formed everything.

If they worked in unison, they could... far surpass their own imaginations.

As for this unknown realm, only Lynn's soul could enter; it should be considered the gathering place for all the Lynns.

Naruto Lynn spoke up: "Since another one has arrived, let's start by introducing our respective situations and abilities."

"I'll go first," he continued.

"I transmigrated into the Naruto world, born into the Uchiha Clan. At the current point in time, the Night of the Massacre is fast approaching."

Thinking of the Uchiha Clan's impending Night of the Massacre, the other two Lynns couldn't help but feel a chill.

Even Naruto Lynn felt quite helpless.

His talent was average. Although he had worked extremely hard over the past few years and even evolved his Sharingan into three tomoe, his strength was only comparable to some jonin.

But facing the upcoming Night of the Massacre, he remained powerless, not even having the opportunity to defect from Konoha.

In a few more days, it would be the Uchiha Clan's Night of the Massacre.

Upon hearing his situation, Marvel Lynn also began to vent:

"I've got it worse than you. I transmigrated into Marvel as a mutant captured by an experimental facility. Every few days, they perform some perverted experiments on me; I'm almost at my breaking point."

He recalled his experiences over these past few days—it was truly miserable.

Being locked in a cell was one thing, but he wasn't even fed enough to eat every day, and he had to endure discrimination from those white prison guards.

He wasn't sure which day he might die under their inhumane experiments.

As his voice trailed off, both Lynns turned their gazes toward the final Lynn.

Marvel Lynn asked: "What world did you transmigrate into?"

"The DC world," DC Lynn replied. "I transmigrated into the mercenary Deathstroke."

Hearing this, Marvel Lynn said with envy:

"That's great! You became a top-tier master assassin in the DC world the moment you arrived; your situation is much better than ours."

"Better, my foot!"

DC Lynn curled his lip and continued:

"Even though I transmigrated into Deathstroke, I don't have Deathstroke's memories, only his powerful self-healing ability and physical stats.

What's more, Deathstroke has enemies everywhere. I've been hunted the whole way, and after fleeing to Gotham, I was targeted by The Batman Who Laughs. I could die any day now."

Hearing DC Lynn's situation, Marvel Lynn and Naruto Lynn were both stunned.

Good grief, you ran into the DC world's big boss, The Batman Who Laughs, right after transmigrating?

Marvel Lynn sighed: "It seems none of us had a great start."

Hearing Marvel Lynn's words, the other two Lynns fell into silence.

What kind of heaven-defying luck could lead all three of them to such starting points?

Marvel Lynn said: "It's fine. At least we can share, so there's still a chance to turn things around."

Naruto Lynn nodded, agreeing: "You're right. Being able to share is already quite good."

DC Lynn: "In that case, let's start sharing immediately."

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