Ben10: A Romantic Adventure with a Gender-Swapped Class

Mo Ge's cold, all-controlling demeanor did not immediately translate into action.

He stood still, his gaze sweeping across the furious, struggling Huan Kong and the men in black like a searchlight, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were trying to solve a complex puzzle.

“But before that,” he began slowly.

"I need to figure something out first." The moment he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, palm up, fingers spread wide.

A deep and strange syllable, carrying an ancient and mysterious power, was clearly uttered from his lips.

“??? ??????”

Om-!

An invisible yet overwhelming wave, centered on Mo Ge's palm, spread outwards in all directions like a stone thrown into an absolutely calm lake.

The fluctuation wasn't a gale, but it instantly made the air thick and stagnant, as if time itself had been stripped of its flowing vitality.

Visible pale purple ripples, as gentle as water waves yet incredibly swift, swept across the entire battlefield, covering every inch of sand.

Immediate results!

Apart from Xiao Ban, Mo Bai, Ban Jie, Dr. Mao Dun, and the core target Huan Kong—who seemed to have an invisible force field around him stubbornly resisting the spell—all the black-clad men on the field who were still struggling or trying to get up froze instantly.

Their raised weapons, distorted expressions, and even the hems of their clothes fluttering in the wind, were like movie scenes frozen in place, transformed into lifelike yet lifeless sculptures in the sand.

Even the sand and dust whipped up by the wind paused in mid-air for a moment before slowly drifting down.

Mo Ge strode forward, steadily walking towards the nearest frozen man in black.

Standing before that "sculpture," he stretched out his slender fingers, the tips of which were shrouded in a faint purple light, and precisely gripped the connection between the black-clad man's helmet and neck armor.

Click.

With a soft click, the helmet was easily removed, revealing the face that had been hidden beneath.

When that face was fully exposed to the scorching desert sun and Mo Ge's gaze, his eyes, which always carried a hint of laziness or mockery, widened instantly.

A look of disbelief and astonishment flashed deep in his pupils, as if he had witnessed the most absurd sight.

His brows furrowed deeply, forming a deep frown, and his face was filled with confusion and solemnity.

He stared at the face for a full two seconds, as if to confirm that it wasn't a hallucination, before casually tossing the helmet onto the sand with a dull thud, as if discarding something too hot to handle.

He took a deep breath, his voice unusually serious, and shouted.

"Come and take a look!"

The class monitor reacted the fastest, her blue figure flashing like a teleportation—the speed of the Flash Star was brought to its limit.

With one in each hand, as if carrying two bags of cotton, she easily hoisted Xiao Ban and Mo Bai, who had just transformed back from the Diamond God of War, onto her shoulders. In the blink of an eye, she rushed to Mo Ge's side and gently put them down.

"What the hell..." Before Xiao Ban could finish his complaint, his gaze fell on the face of the man in black whose helmet had been removed.

Her voice stopped abruptly, her eyes widened even more than Mo Ge's had just been, and her mouth was slightly open.

That face...it was so familiar! So familiar it sent chills down her spine!

"It makes me want to ask a question..." Xiao Ban muttered to himself, his voice filled with a sense of absurdity and incomprehension.

That was clearly her own face, but with empty eyes and a stiff expression, like a poorly made copy.

To confirm that this was not an isolated incident, Mo Ge walked without hesitation to another man in black who was frozen in place, reached out again, and decisively removed the other man's helmet.

The results are exactly the same.

It's still the same face that belongs to "Tian Xiaoban"! Although there may be some minor differences (age, scars), the core facial features and eyebrow characteristics are definitely the same.

The chill of the battlefield instantly spread from the soles of our feet to the tops of everyone's heads.

“Compared to this,” Sister Ban’s voice broke the deathly silence as she stared intently at the faces of the clones, her gaze sharp as a knife.

"I'm more curious about when exactly I started learning ninjutsu as a child?" Her question went straight to the point, laced with sarcasm.

Huan Kong seemed unsurprised by the revelation of the secret.

He stopped his futile struggle, slowly turned around, and his cold gaze swept over the astonished faces of the crowd. His voice, muffled by his helmet, carried a chilling calm.

"You have discovered our secret" is not a question, but a statement.

“You’re not destroying Tennyson,” Ben stepped forward, meeting Phantom’s gaze, and bluntly exposed his purpose, “You’re absorbing them! Absorbing every single ‘Tennyson’ you’ve defeated!”

Huan Kong seemed to pause slightly, then let out a low, hoarse chuckle, readily admitting it.

“Indeed,” he raised his hand, palm up, as if admiring some invisible power, “I will drain their energy.” His fingers clenched tightly, as if crushing a fragile soul, “and then enslave them! Make them my soldiers, my tools!” His voice suddenly rose, filled with twisted fanaticism, “Once I have drained you—” he pointed at Sister Ban, “I will gain the power to connect with the new timeline and the old timeline! Ultimately…”

He suddenly raised his hands, grabbed the sides of his helmet, and forcefully lifted it upwards.

"Let me be the only Tennyson in the world!"

The helmet was thrown into the air, exposing a face to the moonlight.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment—at least for Mo Bai, Xiao Ban, Ban Jie, and Dr. Mao Dun.

It was the face of an adult male, weathered and worn, with deep wrinkles etched at the corners of his eyes and unshaven stubble on his chin. His eyes held a mixture of extreme madness, obsession, and an indescribable weariness and vicissitude.

But no matter how time and distortion have changed this face, the stubbornness between the brows, the contour of the nose, the curve of the lips... all point to someone they know all too well!

Tennyson's Class!

It's Tennyson, a middle-aged man who has completely gone mad!

Mo Bai felt like her jaw was about to dislocate, and her mouth was so wide open that a fist could fit inside.

The expressions on Sister Ban's face were incredibly varied, ranging from shock to absurdity and then to a barely perceptible hint of...disdain?

Dr. Contradictory took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the air in the desert.

The four of them gasped almost simultaneously! The heat of the desert seemed to instantly transform into the cold winds of Siberia, chilling them from head to toe.

“An alternative version of you…” Mo Ge looked at that crazy and weathered “Tian Xiaoban” face, her lips twitched uncontrollably, and she finally couldn’t help but utter the most accurate吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical commentary), “It really is quite alternative…” The degree of this “alternativeness” is simply off the charts.

Huan Kong—or rather, this middle-aged, crazy version of Ben Tennyson—seemed quite pleased with the horrified expressions on everyone's faces.

He casually tossed the helmet he had taken off onto the sand like trash, making a loud "clatter".

He cracked his neck, making a "crack" sound, and then fixed his gaze back on the two "Tian Xiaoban" students with naked greed.

"Alright, now I need to absorb these two surnamed Tian first." His palm began to gather that heart-palm-like deep purple time energy once again.

"Wait!" A flash of inspiration struck Xiao Ban (in the past), like a lightning bolt piercing the darkness.

She suddenly looked at Huan Kong, then at the black-clad figures on the ground who were frozen in place and had their own faces, and then thought about how Huan Kong absorbed power.

A terrifying truth suddenly came together! She gasped in shock.

"The Illusionary Void did not originate from the Yamagaton Magic Disk!"

"He comes from our watch!" This realization instantly made her understand the key point!

She slammed her hand on the watch face and transformed into a ray.

"Hold him back!" Ben, in his ray form, gave a sharp command. His huge bat wings flapped violently, creating a strong gust of air, and he shot like an arrow toward the Yamagaton Disk, which was still emitting an ominous glow on the sand in the distance.

"I'm going to cause trouble!"

"No!" Huan Kong's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about absorbing the energy and turned around abruptly to stop Xiao Ban!

However, as soon as he moved, a huge energy shield, swirling with a deep purple aura, appeared like a cage falling from the sky, instantly enveloping him completely from head to toe. The energy shield was thick and condensed, isolating him from the outside.

Caught off guard, Huan Kong crashed hard into the inner wall of the energy shield and was bounced back.

He turned around in shock and anger, only to see Mo Ge standing not far away, his left hand steadily outstretched, palm facing him, the source of the purple energy shield was him.

"Damn it!" Huan Kong roared inside the energy shield, frantically pounding his fists against the tough barrier. "You shouldn't have interfered! It's the rule! It's inevitable!" He tried to use the so-called "rules" to accuse Mo Ge.

Mo Ge's lips curled into an extremely irritating, slightly roguish smile. He even shrugged leisurely, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting.

"Who said that?" He tilted his head, his eyes full of mockery. "I never said that."