Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 310 Another Multidimensional

It was a scene from a mysterious meeting.

The final address of Hanlu brought the curtain down—those two words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, rippling outwards in the void in invisible circles.

The girl, who had already been given the title of "disciple," lowered her head and looked at her hands.

Her fingers were slender and long, her skin was so white it was almost transparent, and her nails were like seashells with a faint pink tinge.

She turned her palm over and looked at the fine, circuit board-like purple lines that were emerging in her palm.

The lines started from her fingertips, spreading like vines across the back of her hand, over her wrist, and up her forearm.

Every line was faintly glowing; the light was purple, but not a bright purple, but a deep, almost black purple, like a nebula deep in the universe.

Her brow furrowed slightly—an instinctive, uncomfortable reaction, as if countless tiny needles were probing beneath her skin.

In the blink of an eye, those lines began to erode her body, spreading from her arms to her shoulders, and from her shoulders to her neck.

Her breathing quickened for a moment, and her pupils dilated slightly—then, as if suppressed by something, the patterns began to slowly fade away.

It didn't disappear, but was pushed back, like the tide receding to reveal the dry beach underneath.

Hanlu frowned slightly.

This little girl... isn't she a bit too fierce?

He had seen many powerful beings, including Thor, who was like a godfather, Rune King, who was like a cosmic being, and gods who could destroy the world at any moment.

But the potential hidden within this girl who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old—

The possibility of "infinite superposition" sent a chill down his spine, even for him, the god of civilization.

Okay, let's introduce this ridiculous character.

disciple.

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The disciple is a male cyborg from Universe 691 in the 31st century, but he looks like a girl.

She had long, silvery-white hair, light purple eyes, a slender figure, and a face so exquisite it seemed inhuman.

If she didn't speak, no one would doubt that she was a teenage girl.

Her ability is quite simple and straightforward—through the condensation of advanced technologies from multiple galaxies, she successfully created a state power called "replication superposition".

She can replicate anyone she has ever met or any ability she has ever used, and then she starts to stack, stack, stack on top of that ability like crazy.

The skill is simple and straightforward, like a mirror—and a mirror that allows you to constantly add weight to yourself.

As for the results—

She once replicated the Living Tribunal and defeated the Beyonder.

Okay, it's just my usual routine of stacking Superpowers.

However, this little guy became incredibly arrogant later on.

Because the battle with the Beyonders was too intense, shattering countless multiverses, a whole host of primordial deities came out to suppress them, and even the Living Tribunal came to quell the unrest.

As a result, the Transcendent and his disciples, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, began to cooperate and fight against this group of creator gods.

During the battle, she successfully heard the slogan "OAA" from the Living Tribunal, and then shouted that she wanted to be the OAA.

Then I got a lecture.

Perhaps it's because OAA really did manifest.

Despite being beaten half to death, the Living Tribunal suddenly rallied, using its own body as a support to cover the opponent's brain. In the midst of the battle, it directly stripped the opponent of their copying ability and merged it into its own body.

It does have a small weakness.

That's right, such an incredibly powerful and terrifying top-tier expert should have followed her own life path—

It may shine in this universe, or it may shine in the next multiverse.

However, because of the Cold Dew solar term—

He already possessed the coordinates of all the key worlds in the entire universe—

They immediately started waking the little girl up.

Then--

"Well, how should I put it?" Hanlu's voice was relaxed and casual, as if she were talking to a lost child. "If you feel lost right now, you can come with me first."

He extended his hand. The hand hovered in mid-air, palm up, fingers slightly spread, like an invitation.

A gentle smile played on his lips, and his dark eyes reflected the disciple's expressionless face.

But deep within those eyes, there was a very faint, almost invisible expectation.

He's acting a bit like a creepy uncle trying to seduce a minor girl.

After all, he knew all too well the terrifying strength of the guy in front of him.

The other party is, in some ways, like the Sentinel and the Molecule Man—unreasonable.

Moreover, it seems that because the opponent is not a very popular character, their combat power has not been suppressed yet—it is more of a "shelving" stance.

In other words, if handled properly, the other party might be able to directly advance to the multiverse level.

Even—if handled properly, the opponent could directly attack at the super-cosmic level.

Hanlu felt no fear whatsoever because a character might be more powerful than herself.

Unfortunately, due to the god of civilization, the civilization of this century has already bound itself to itself.

Even though the disciple before him was so powerful that he was still in the process of being accepted—

Perhaps the other party may surpass me in the future, but as long as I fully master the other party's abilities, it wouldn't be impossible to create a "disciple version of the Herrscher core" at that time.

As for now—let's take it home first.

Anyway, we've already raised a little guy who loves to eat.

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The true form remained seated on the throne, with golden timelines flowing slowly beneath him like an endless river of light.

But the clone had already begun its actions.

He raised his hand and drew a line in the air with his five fingers—a spatial portal unfolded before him, its edges gleaming with golden light, revealing a deep, endless void within.

That door didn't lead to any known universe, but to the world he himself had created—

That unique territory, formed by the fusion of the post-apocalyptic universe, the MCU universe, and countless worlds he has repaired.

The disciple remained silent. She merely glanced at Hanlu before taking her first step.

That step crossed the boundaries of space, the barriers of dimensions, and those realms that mortals could never reach in their lifetime.

And at this very moment—

The moment that spatial gate opened, some invisible fluctuation spread outwards in all directions from Hanlu as the center.

The vibration was not sound, nor energy, but a deeper, more essential tremor of "existence"—like a giant bell being struck, its sound piercing through every dimension, every universe, and every timeline.

Those top experts who were hiding in every corner of this world all stopped what they were doing.

Because they understood—their friends seemed to have returned.

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As the portal fully opened, the first thing to appear before Hanlu was—

It was Adam.

The man, radiating golden light, stepped out from the void.

His body was no longer the simple, fragile android that could be pierced by a dagger—

At this moment, Adam was surrounded by two different colors of light, one from this universe and the other from another universe.

Two kinds of light intertwined, merged, and resonated within his body, like two rivers flowing into the same ocean.

Hanlu narrowed her eyes slightly.

To Hanlu's surprise, Adam, despite having connected the time concepts of two multiverses and become so magnificent, still appeared to be as weak as he had been back then.

With short, golden hair, a gentle smile, and dressed in a long white robe, he looked like an angel who had stepped down from a church mural.

His aura was so well concealed that, unless one was a being of Hanlu's caliber, one would not be able to sense the vast power within him, as immense as the stars and the sea.

Adam waved his hand slightly, as casually as if he were greeting an old friend.

His gaze swept over Hanlu, then fell on the disciples behind her, paused for a moment, and then looked away.

Next--

A golden light appeared before Hanlu at an almost insane speed.

The speed was so fast that even Hanlu's senses only caught a fleeting afterimage—

A golden afterimage, trailing a trail of light, like a shooting star hurtling towards us.

Then, a soft body crashed directly into his arms.

"Bang--!!!"

The impact was incredibly powerful, like a cannonball hitting his chest.

Hanlu's body suddenly leaned backward, her heels leaving two shallow dents in the ground, and she barely managed to regain her balance.

His arms instinctively opened and closed, catching the little one who had bumped into him.

"Wow—Cold Dew—I miss you so much—!"

Ganata's voice came from his chest, muffled, with a coquettish, childish tone.

Her head bobbed around on his clothes, the purple helmet pressing against his chin, a little uncomfortable.

Her two little hands gripped his clothes tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

"I'm so hungry—hurry up and conjure up some food for me—!"

Hanlu was just about to receive the other person's hug when, in the next moment, he felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

His ribs were protesting, his spine was groaning, and his knees were about to buckle.

He managed to steady himself, lowered his head, and stared at the little girl in front of him who had raised her head and was wearing a purple helmet.

Ganata blinked, her light blue pupils filled with an undisguised longing.

Her nose was already inside Hanlu's clothes, sniffing here and there, like a puppy confirming its owner's scent.

The purple helmet sat askew on her head, with a few strands of golden hair peeking out from the edge and swaying gently in the wind.

That overly enthusiastic attitude did not affect Hanlu's icy judgment at this moment.

For him, what was even more unbelievable than the girl's initiative was her current state of mind.

"Wait a minute—wait a minute—wait a minute—!"

Hanlu's voice rose a few decibels, carrying a sense of shock as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"

Hanlu grabbed Ganata's shoulders with both hands, pushed her slightly away from her embrace, and then looked her up and down.

"Ganata—you've become multi-dimensional??"

His voice sounded like it had been chewed by a dog, dry and incredibly hoarse.

Damn it—I've been working myself to the bone, running around in different universes, fighting in different universes, and I'm currently battling a giant Cthulhu octopus. It's only with great difficulty that I've finally pushed myself to the multiverse level.

And then the little girl in front of me actually—

"Uh—" Ganata tilted her head, and the purple helmet slipped down a little more, covering half of her eyes.

She reached out her small hand and pushed her helmet up a bit, then said in a "what's the big deal?" tone, "Well... I've been a little hungry lately, so I asked Adam to open a door for me and see if there was any similar power I could eat. As I was eating... this is what happened."

Her fingers traced circles in the air, as if describing something trivial.

"Some mad red witches—some mad birds—and others—don't worry, I don't eat people—they're all insane, not human—"

Ganata's answer confirmed Hanlu's guess.

He turned his head and looked at Adam, who was standing next to him, too embarrassed to look up—

The man was turning his head to the side, pretending to study some non-existent nebula in the distance, the tips of his ears slightly red.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the little girl in front of him who was looking at him with innocent eyes.

Okay, that makes it easier to understand.

Perhaps driven by a hunger within her, she instinctively sought out similar powers, so she traveled to other universes and set her sights on other targets.

She was already at the "fairy" level, possessing extremely strong devouring and advancement abilities. Combined with the divine power of a transcendent being, after absorbing a massive amount of Phoenix Power and Chaos Power—

It doesn't seem difficult to understand.

The red monster and the golden bird are clearly our two unlucky female protagonists.

The thought of a character who usually plays the female lead in other Marvel fanfictions instantly transforms into the little girl's sweet treat in front of me—

I inexplicably felt like laughing during the Cold Dew season.

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but--

Ganata's excitement was fleeting.

In fact, she has already begun to control her hunger.

Especially after consuming a large amount of Phoenix Power and Chaos Power, she wasn't very hungry.

She simply wanted to express her feelings about the long-awaited Cold Dew solar term in this way.

But—when her gaze fell upon the somewhat bewildered, dazed girl behind Hanlu—

Her eyes sharpened instantly.

That sharpness wasn't ferocity or hostility, but rather an instinctive, territorial alertness—like a cat being petted suddenly hearing unfamiliar footsteps, its ears perking up, its pupils dilating, and its entire body tensing up.

"Who are you?"

Ganata's voice was no longer childish. It became cold and hard, like a knife just taken out of the refrigerator.

She leaned forward slightly, standing between Hanlu and the disciples.

Beneath the purple helmet, a pair of light blue eyes stared intently at the disciple, their gaze filled with undisguised scrutiny and vigilance.

The disciples stood there quietly.

She looked at Ganata and tilted her head—at the exact same angle as when she looked at Hanlu earlier.

Her light purple eyes held no emotion; she was simply "observing."

Her lips parted slightly, then closed again. She did not answer.

Hanlu stood between the two people, looking at the one on her left and then at the one on her right.

His lips twitched.

Then—he smiled.

That smile contained helplessness, doting, and a hint of indescribable satisfaction, like "finally it's getting lively."

"Alright, alright—" He stretched out his hand, placing one hand on the top of Ganata's head and beckoning the disciples with the other, "Come here, all of you. Let me introduce you to each other."

Ganata's ears twitched. The disciple's toes turned slightly in his direction.

The universe is spinning overhead.

Starlight flowed beneath my feet.

In this tiny corner enveloped by countless dimensions, a strange uncle, a foodie, and a girl with a blank expression are beginning a new story.

The world depicted by YSY under the setting sun is all in "Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!".