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DC: The Queen Anomaly

A person from our world transmigrates into the body of Thea Queen and decides to change her future destiny. She bravely forges ahead, mastering martial arts and magic, determined to reach the highest peak. The Flash: "What's your superpower again?" Thea: "Money!" Superman: "What did you use to defeat me?" Thea: "Magic!" Wonder Woman: "Darling, where are we eating today?" Thea: "At my place." In short, this is a story about a determined girl causing trouble in the DC world and rising to the top. ---------------------------------------------------- Update Schedule - The update schedule will be two chapters a day. ---------------------------------------------------- Raw Link - https://m.qidian.com/book/1007739053.html This is originally a Chinese novel but I am translating it here. I will also modify parts of the story so as to improve its quality. ----------------------------------------------------

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Reinforce it again?

The Killer Croc was still rolling on the ground at this point. Although his reptilian instincts warned him of danger,  he was in too much pain to even remember his own last name. His brain hadn't received the danger signal, or if it had, there were no brain cells left to process it.

Compared to the pain in his back, the slight arrow wound was nothing. He also saw the person shooting arrows at him. Hmm, how could this person be floating in the sky? As a single crocodile who had lived in the sewers for twenty years, he had never seen anything so sophisticated. Was this what people called an airplane? It didn't seem like it; airplanes were supposed to fly much higher, he thought.

After a few distracted thoughts, he unexpectedly found that his back wasn't hurting as much, which was great news for him. As long as he regained his mobility, he could run back to the lake. After all, that flying thing in the sky couldn't follow him into the water, right? As for the three on the ground, the Killer Croc felt confident he could handle them, even if he had to endure a few hits. He decided he wouldn't come out of the water this time, no matter how much they insulted him.

His plan seemed solid. But as he tried to move his legs to charge forward, he realized something strange. Why wasn't he moving? Trying to move his body, he found that he couldn't, and there was a piercing cold sensation running rampant through his body.

Instinctively, he looked down and saw that his body below the neck was frozen solid. His massive head swayed from side to side, only able to move his neck to survey his surroundings. The two individuals who had attacked him earlier were still there, along with the one who  later jumped out and had thrown flying knives at him.

As the most familiar with Thea, Selina was now somewhat dumbfounded. When the two of them went back to get their equipment, Thea had roughly described her monster-fighting process, something about shooting an arrow from afar to limit the enemy's movement speed and the like.

At that time, she thought Thea was the type with exceptional archery skills, shooting precisely from a hundred meters away, causing a hole in the enemy's leg to limit their movement speed. Then, the rest of them would rush in and incapacitate the enemy. 

But the reality was completely different. Whether Thea's archery skills were great or not, Catwoman couldn't tell. The main reason was the horrifying scene that followed—the enemy was visibly turned into a big block of ice. This was the Killer Croc, who, at a natural height of two meters and twenty centimeters, could still stick out his head. If it had been someone slightly shorter, they would have been completely frozen, right?

Catwoman felt that Thea's idea of limiting movement was quite different from what she had in mind. This was almost turning the enemy into an ice sculpture. Was this how things are done in Starling City? The Killer Croc, with his head barely moving, seemed helpless, and his pointed teeth occasionally made a "ticking" sound.

"Barbara, what's on the arrow Thea used?" Robin, who had been sitting on the ground exhausted after the fight, was huffing and puffing, but after seeing the frozen crocodile created by Thea, either due to the cold or a bit of a scare, rushed over to Barbara and asked.

"It should be some kind of chemical compound, but I can't tell exactly what it is. But it's definitely powerful." Barbara, who had at least undergone systematic higher education, was a step ahead of Robin in terms of insight and experience, despite Robin's self-study. After pondering for a moment, she provided her answer.

"Do you think we could study this weapon?" Robin was quite fond of this unknown chemical substance now. If this arrow had come earlier, would he have been so exhausted?

"I'm afraid not. Mr. Bruce wouldn't allow us to use such weapons. They might be effective against enhanced individuals, but our enemies are mostly ordinary people. Few would survive being struck by this arrow" Barbara actually felt a bit envious. This weapon was convenient and efficient. Unfortunately, as long as Batman didn't change his no-killing principle,  they would have to bid farewell to this type of weapon. They had to stick to fighting honestly.

"How about developing it privately? This could be a great trump card." Robin was still a bit unwilling to give up.

Barbara chuckled. "Do you know how much money it takes to develop something like this? Do you have a laboratory? Do you understand how much expertise is needed for this? Are you planning to rely on just the two of us?" She asked four questions in a row, leaving Robin speechless.

Indeed, they didn't have the financial backing of a large corporation behind them, nor were they noble scions. He was just a poor kid who grew up in a circus. Barbara, on the brighter side, could be considered an upper-middle-class girl, but that was about it. Robin didn't know how much wealth the Queen Industries possessed, but even if it wasn't as much as Wayne Enterprises, the gap wouldn't be too large.

Robin knew somewhat about the astronomical sums spent on the research and development of Bruce's Batmobile and Batwing, and just thinking about those numbers made his head spin.

He could only feel envy and jealousy towards the world of the wealthy in his heart. He decided to go back, take a shower, and spend some cozy time with his wife.

"Thea, what should we do now? Just leave this guy here?" Selina looked at the giant ice sculpture in front of her. Killer Croc was already four to five hundred pounds, and now he was encased in a solid block of ice. How much did he weigh now?

In the past, their strategy was to find the enemy, knock them out, and leave them at the doorstep of the police station. But now that the police station was under attack, they couldn't go back. Plus, they couldn't carry the enemy with them. With four people here, all relatively small in stature, and three of them being women, the only male was exhausted beyond belief. How were they going to move him?

Thea honestly hadn't thought about this question. She asked Felicity, but even she didn't have any good ideas. So, they decided to stick to their usual approach.

"You two step aside, I'll shoot another arrow to reinforce it, and then we'll leave him here." Thea pointed at Robin and Barbara, who were observing from a short distance away.

"You're not going to kill him, are you? He's practically frozen to death already." Barbara pointed at the ice sculpture. Indeed, the Killer Croc, who had been looking around helplessly, now had no energy left to move his massive head. His yellowish eyes looked helpless as they stared into the distance, and his sharp teeth occasionally making clicking sounds.

"It's fine, he won't die. Just step back." Thea couldn't understand their inexplicable principles. So what if he died? If you don't mention it, who would know? Even if they did, so what? Was this guy still considered a "human" in the traditional sense, given his current state of degeneration? Was he protected by the law? Did he have social security and health insurance? Even if Batman jumped out now, Thea could still leave him speechless.

Moreover, Thea believed that being frozen like this wouldn't kill him. Didn't Captain America get frozen for seventy years and then come back to life? The guy looked pretty tough, and with a crocodile's natural cold resistance, he wouldn't die so easily. Of course, some muscles would atrophy, and symptoms of nerve paralysis were not within her consideration.

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