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"Otto!"

Dr. Octopus's wife, Rose, couldn't stop crying as she watched Otto being subdued.

She was escorted near a police car by a late-arriving policeman. After hearing Tony's explanation, she finally understood the situation. Her feelings were a mix of relief and sorrow.

On one hand, she was relieved to know that Otto had lost control of his mind due to mechanical interference. On the other hand, she realized that after this incident, Otto's life was effectively ruined. 

He would face countless lawsuits, and the career he loved most had been utterly destroyed.

The cyborg carried an unconscious Otto, who had collapsed under the strain of violently overriding the suppression chip in his cerebellum, and flew to the police gathering point.

"Cyborg!"

George stared at the figure in front of him. Just days ago, he had taken his family to watch the movie Cyborg. Now, seeing the real thing before him, he was momentarily stunned into silence.

"...Thank you for your help this time!"

After a few seconds, George finally found his voice, managing to express his gratitude.

"He's yours now," the cyborg said, tossing Otto to George and the other officers. His gaze flicked toward the Manhattan Bridge, where Arrow stood not far away.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Green Arrow bent his bow and shot an arrow at the cyborg. The cyborg, floating motionless in the air about two or three meters off the ground, watched the arrow streak toward him.

Just as everyone braced for a confrontation, the cyborg casually caught the arrow mid-flight. Without stopping, he rose into the sky, holding the arrow.

Boom!

The jets under his feet erupted with a powerful current of air, propelling his body into a small black dot against the sky at an incredible speed.

Then, they noticed Arrow flying into the air after him.

"It's the arrow!"

Realization dawned on everyone. The arrow had an almost invisible steel wire attached to it, allowing Green Arrow to follow the cyborg into the sky.

"Get the salvage team over here!"

George watched the two vanish and then turned to the officers nearby. "The robotic arm that fell into the Hudson River is crucial. Have them retrieve it immediately."

"Understood!"

The officer nodded but paused after taking a few steps. Turning back, he hesitated before speaking.

"What is it?" George frowned.

"I was just thinking..." The officer glanced at George, then at the group nearby—the four turtles, who looked disappointed. "Turtles can swim, right?"

At this, George suddenly understood and turned toward the turtles.

The four turtles exchanged glances, looking dejected.

Their first big mission, and not only had they accomplished nothing, but now they were being tasked to retrieve a robotic arm from the river instead of showcasing their skills.

How anticlimactic!

The turtles groaned inwardly but didn't complain. They quickly prepared to replace the salvage team and dive into the Hudson River.

The most eager among them was Donatello.

As a tech enthusiast, he was thrilled by the prospect of examining Dr. Octopus's robotic arm.

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On the other side, the reporters watched as "Cyborg" and "Arrow" departed in a manner reminiscent of Batman, leaving an indelible impression. 

They reluctantly bid farewell to the scene, knowing they needed to rush back to compete with their peers. Completing and publishing their reports first was paramount—this was undoubtedly the breaking news that would rock New York and the world.

However, not all reporters were as fortunate. Some had their cameras damaged by the intense magnetic field, while others had their equipment outright sucked away. Those unable to capture footage turned their attention to Anton, who had participated in the public experiment.

Anton was no ordinary participant—he was the CEO of DC Company!

This man's company had published works featuring Cyborg and Green Arrow long before their sudden appearance today. Without DC's groundwork, the public wouldn't have had any prior understanding of these two superheroes.

Moreover, Anton himself was the director of the movie Cyborg.

In this unfolding spectacle, Anton's significance was second only to Cyborg, Arrow, and Otto.

But just as the reporters approached Anton to interview him, a group of policemen, acting on someone's orders, intercepted them. They could only watch helplessly as Anton laughed and chatted with a red-haired woman nearby.

By the police car, Tony stood observing.

He noted with interest that Cyborg and Arrow had shown no interaction with Anton throughout the entire incident. Not a single glance was exchanged.

Yet, Tony was certain of one thing: These three definitely knew each other.

The thought lingered in his mind, but he didn't dwell on it too long. After all, Anton was the director of movies like Batman and Cyborg, and his DC Company was responsible for introducing Arrow.

Now, three of his fictional characters had come to life. Anyone would suspect a connection.

Still, what weighed more heavily on Tony's mind was the advanced technology displayed by Cyborg.

The equipment Cyborg carried was astonishing—eerily reminiscent of the technology described in Anton's movies.

Tony frowned.

Could alien technology be real?

Humanity had yet to discover definitive evidence of extraterrestrial life, but Tony was convinced that intelligent life must exist beyond Earth.

And if these beings weren't friendly, the consequences could be catastrophic.

If reality mirrored the events in Anton's movies—if some "Darkseid" were eyeing Earth—the planet could be in grave danger.

As these unsettling thoughts crossed his mind, Tony glanced at Anton, who was still casually chatting with the red-haired woman.

Tony felt a wave of unease.

It seemed almost absurd that someone like Anton could be so closely tied to Batman, Cyborg, and Arrow—three figures who had transcended fiction to become real.

"Anton, we need to talk."

Natasha's voice was calm, but her sharp gaze was fixed on the smiling man before her. In the past two weeks of working with him, she felt as though she were dealing with a cloud of mist—something she couldn't penetrate or understand.

"Of course," Anton replied without hesitation. He smiled and added, "I've been waiting for you, Natasha."

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