Miao Mu looked down at the photograph. At first glance, he thought he was looking at that blue-skinned, bird-hanging doctor.
But upon closer inspection, it was not Doctor Manhattan, but a bald man made of blue radio waves.
"Who is he?" Miao Mu looked up at Mrs. Kane.
"He calls himself Charles Francis Xavier, or Professor X. Do you know him?"
Mrs. Kane smiled faintly. Seeing Miao Mu's expression, she was the one who felt surprised. Another world was simply science fiction.
Yet it had appeared before them so openly.
And the other side had contacted them first.
Another United States...
If Miao Mu needed supplies, he could find a way to "loot" parallel universes to maintain world peace.
Then why wouldn't the gentlemen of the United States covet everything in another world?
Rob Afghanistan's oil, or rob another world's United States—it was like two pancakes melting in the mouth.
The Dark Forest rule: do not reply.
But they could consider how to colonize another United States.
At the very least, LexCorp had issued another round of weapons orders.
And Quinn Industries in distant Star City, along with Wayne Enterprises in Gotham, had also received new weapons orders.
Clearly, the gentlemen of Congress knew their own rotten tempers well, and they did not doubt the merits of another world's United States.
They chose to expand their military strength first. Even several special projects that had been shelved were now all being restarted.
The key was abundant martial virtue, topped off with overflowing malice.
Miao Mu rubbed his nose. "I sort of know him. He's a dangerous person who can read what people are thinking and alter memories. Where did you see him?"
Mrs. Kane's expression changed slightly at those words. At the same time, a newly established base thousands of