Four Hundred and Seventeen. Vibrant City

Gotham World, Outer Dimensions.

Looking at himself on the holographic image, Jude smiled dumbly. It seems that it is different from what he expected. This is really a space city formed by many clones.

"Liberty City! Hehe... It seems that these guys are very urgent to get rid of me."

Swish!

The energy beam shot out, instantly tore up the hologram, and then blasted towards the space city.

Unexpectedly, the space was distorted for a while, forming a small black hole, which swallowed the energy beam unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless spots of light around Jude, and a large number of robots appeared, pointing their guns at him.

"Tsk tsk tsk... just use these stinky fish and rotten shrimps to greet me? I have a little high opinion of you."

As Jude spoke, the signal circle spread out. After the signal wave swept across the robot, the program tampering was completed immediately.

There was a crackling electric current, the robot's eyes dimmed, and then lit up again, but at this moment the owner had changed.

"fire!"

bang bang bang...

Boom boom boom...

A large number of attacks poured towards Liberty City, but when they hit the particle shield, they could only cause circles of ripples, obviously unable to cause substantial damage.

At this time, the voice sounded again: "What are you in a hurry? Are you so eager to destroy us? Why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Or are you afraid, you are worried that we will cause substantial harm to you, as our creator, are you also afraid?"

You know yourself best, and it may not be useful to say anything else, but the aggressive method is definitely useful.

Jude narrowed his eyes, ordered the robot to stop attacking, and then rushed directly to the so-called Liberty City.

In the face of attacks, the particle shield will automatically defend.

But when Jude approached, the shield immediately opened a gap, allowing him to enter Liberty City unimpeded.

"Hi... As you wish,

I'm already here, who has the final say on this matter, come out. cried Jude, as he sauntered forward.

Walking on the streets of Liberty City, looking at the shops and residences lined up on both sides, as well as various entertainment areas, this group of clones really managed the city with care.

It's just that although there are many people coming and going on the street, in the final analysis, there are only three kinds, namely Jude Herbert, Ivy Pepper and Peter Parker, and there is no one else.

But so many people also have their own characteristics, such as the clothes they wear.

Some are blue-collar work clothes, some are white-collar office clothes, and some are ragged beggars' clothes.

Passing by an alley and taking a look inside, a scantily clad Ivy Pepper is soliciting customers, obviously doing a skinny business.

On the corner of the street, Peter Parker, dressed like a clown, was blowing up balloons, making a fool of himself from time to time to win a few bounties.

Jude Herbert, dressed as a traveling artist, was playing the accordion intently. His tall hat was placed on the ground, and there were some strangely shaped coins in it.

Jude approached Peter the Clown curiously and asked, "Whose Peter Parker are you?"

The clown Peter was stunned for a moment, and then prayed with some hope: "Sir, my Mr. Herbert fell into the electronic well and burned to death while working, and I am the only one left."

"I don't think you have Peter Parker by your side. If you need it, I am willing to be your Peter Parker. I understand the rules, so you can save a lot of trouble, at least you don't have to go to the distribution center to fill out boring forms, don't you?" ?”

Jude let out a mocking laugh. Unexpectedly, these guys have already cloned themselves in large quantities.

And it seems that the clones of these clones are not very talented, and they are not much different from ordinary humans.

Jude couldn't help asking again: "When you play, will you be assigned to the teleportation gun?"

The clown Peter shook his head: "The teleportation gun is a high-end product, and ordinary people can't get it. At least I haven't seen it. Sir, please consider my proposal, I will be very obedient."

At this moment, an aircraft descended from the sky and landed in front of Jude.

Snapped!

A Peter Parker in a smart suit jumped off the aircraft. The little spider bowed to Jude and made a gesture of please.

"Dear guest, welcome to the City of Liberty, the President is waiting for your visit."

As soon as it came, it was safe, Jude glanced at Peter in the suit, smiled and boarded the aircraft.

The aircraft carried the two of them towards the high tower in the center of Liberty City, and Jude looked at everything around him with great interest.

Peter in the suit said with some pride: "It's spectacular and magnificent, isn't it? For the construction of Liberty City, many people paid with their lives. Finally, under the leadership of the president, we completed it."

"President, so this city is not a parliamentary system, but a dictatorship?"

Peter in the suit explained: "When Liberty City was first established, it was indeed a parliamentary system, but a series of subsequent events proved that the parliamentary system was not suitable for us."

"Parliamentary system is too inefficient. Members form cliques and love to argue. Many good things have been messed up. So we elected Mr. President, who will lead us to a better future."

Jude laughed loudly: "The future? Beautiful? Are you sure?"

"Of course." Peter in the suit said firmly.

"Hahahaha... That's because I didn't come."

The aircraft quickly arrived at the central tower and landed on the balcony on the highest floor. A Jude Herbert in a suit was standing there, as if he had been waiting for a while.

Seeing Jude, he greeted him warmly: "Long time no see, my creator, no, it should be said to be our creator."

Jude didn't feel the mark on himself, and Jude didn't know what the guy in front of him was.

And President Jude seemed to understand his inner thoughts, and he took the initiative to say: "You must be thinking, which clone am I, right?"

"Let me introduce myself. I'm the re-clone of the No. 77 clone. You sent No. 77 to the Injustice Universe, remember?"

Jude walked into the office, ignored Peter's uneasy expression in the suit, and sat down on the presidential chair.

"So that's how I left the imprint on those one hundred original clones back then. They must not have dared to leave the universe they are in."

"So in order not to attract my attention, I cloned myself. The main body remains in the original universe, and the cloned body can play by ear. It's a good idea."

Speaking of this, Jude changed the subject: "But... so what? In my eyes, you are still just a piece of loose sand, and you will never be able to catch up with me. This is a natural limitation. As long as I Think, I can kill you at any time."

President Jude immediately replied neither humble nor overbearing: "But we all know ourselves well. It is a time-consuming and labor-intensive job. Not to mention that there are countless us living in this Liberty City, we have also started our own Phoenix Project."

"Even if the Phoenix Project can't escape from your grasp, we also exist in a wider and more diverse world, and you will never be able to kill them all."

Looking at the confident president, Jude suddenly asked, "What is the algorithm for the teleportation formula?"

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