Ben10: A Romantic Adventure with a Gender-Swapped Class

Xiao Ban's voice was resolute, carrying an undeniable sense of finality: "Your terrible performance should end immediately—you're done for!"

Abedo had by then changed back into her signature red coat.

Upon hearing Xiao Ban's words, she gasped dramatically, her movements and expressions clearly showing the influence of stage plays.

She clutched her chest and responded in a theatrical tone, as if she had been deeply hurt.

“Oh my God, are you going to utterly disappoint me—my thousands of lovely fans?” She emphasized the word “fans” with a deliberately provocative look in her eyes.

The little boy immediately reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, crossing his arms over his chest, raising his chin high, and retorting in an even louder voice.

“They’re my fans!” Every word was enunciated clearly, carrying a strong sense of dissatisfaction in defending “sovereignty.”

"Tsk." Abedo lowered her hand from her chest, waved it dismissively, and the exaggerated expression on her face vanished instantly, leaving only cold boredom. "It doesn't matter." She turned away, seemingly losing interest in the argument, and casually added, "Anyway, this is the last one."

After saying that, she strode through the four people and headed straight for the exit of the lounge, her long white hair drawing a cold line in the dim light.

"Wait!" Xiaowen reacted immediately, taking a step forward to block Abedo's side, her sharp eyes fixed on her. "What do you mean by that?" Her intuition told her that things weren't going to end so simply.

Abedo paused slightly, glanced at Xiaowen, and a smile that was both mocking and relieved appeared on his lips.

"It means—I've made enough, I'm tired of it." Her voice was light and airy, yet it carried a resolute determination to sever ties with the past. "Do you understand?" Before she finished speaking, she stopped and suddenly quickened her pace. Her figure, like a ghost blending into the shadows, quickly turned the corner of the corridor and disappeared completely from everyone's sight.

The four people were left looking at each other, a sense of bewilderment and unease permeating the air, as if the event had been abruptly abruptly ended.

The youngest student was the first to break the silence, her brows furrowed and her eyes filled with vigilance.

"Let's follow up and take a look!"

After she finished speaking, she rushed out of the lounge without hesitation and chased after the direction in which Abedo had disappeared.

The other three immediately followed.

They chased them all the way out of the backstage passage and back to the stage area, which had just ended and was now a mess.

On the empty stage, most of the lights had been turned off, with only a few work lights casting a dim yellow glow.

And in this dim light, they witnessed an astonishing scene.

Abeldo is standing in the center of the stage.

Before her stood a row of figures, like soldiers being inspected—these were none other than the actors who had previously played "Divine Tyrannosaurus," "Frost Ghost," and "Swamp Fire" on stage!

But at that moment, the four of them immediately realized that the three people in front of them were not actors in simple costumes; they were genuine aliens.

The group immediately slowed their pace and quickly circled around to a short distance behind Abedo.

Hearing footsteps behind him that were clearly not from one person, Abedo didn't turn around, but let out a sigh full of impatience.

"Tsk...you guys really are...tagalongs." His tone was full of annoyance at being disturbed.

The little boy's eyes darted back and forth between the three real aliens, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Aren't you going to explain?" She looked at Aberdo's back, her voice accusatory.

Abedo seemed too lazy to turn around; she was looking down intently at a piece of paper that resembled a bill in her hand. Upon hearing this, she simply explained in a flat, emotionless tone, as if stating a fact unrelated to herself.

“As I just said, I’m bankrupt and stuck on Earth,” she paused, tapping her finger on the bill, “but I didn’t lose my subspace communicator.”

She withdrew her gaze and focused it back on the three alien "actors" in front of her, her tone carrying the indifference of a controller.

"So I used it to post recruitment information in the nearby star system and found a few... well, extras who needed some pocket money to perform in my 'fake show'."

She gestured with her chin towards the three aliens. "These are the recruits." A sneer, undisguised, played on her lips. "Their acting is absolutely terrible."

At that moment, Xiaowen noticed a prop with the exact same design lying in the corner of the stage: an "Ultimatrix".

She walked over and picked it up. It felt light in her hand. Upon closer inspection, she realized it wasn't a high-tech device at all, but just a large flashlight disguised as a watch.

Several smoke grenade remnants were scattered nearby.

Everything became clear—those dazzling green lights and smoke effects were merely a way to stimulate the audience's eyes with bright light and cover up the smoke, allowing these real alien actors to quickly switch between backstage and stage.

“Don’t worry,” Abedo spoke again, her voice carrying a weary sense of relief. “Tonight really is the last performance. I’m here to inform the three of them.” She looked at the three aliens.

"What!?" The burly alien playing the "Superpower Tyrannosaurus"—Xiu Ge—immediately let out an incredulous growl. His thick arm instinctively rose, as if trying to express something, "But we...we haven't..." He tried to plead.

“I said—” Abedo suddenly turned his head, his cold red pupils like tangible blades, instantly piercing Xiu Ge. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure, “The performance is over!” The three simple words were like a cold piece of iron hitting the ground, ending any possibility of argument.

Seeing Abedo's seemingly in control yet listless demeanor, Xiaoban, though still angry, knew that continuing the argument was pointless.

She put her hands on her hips and warned Abedo's figure.

"Okay! I'll let you off this time since this is your last performance... but if I find out you're doing this kind of lousy show with my face on again, I'll... I'll..." She couldn't think of the right words to threaten him.

“See you in court,” Xiaowen immediately added calmly from the side, her tone resolute and full of the professionalism of a legal advisor.

Aberdo seemed too lazy to even argue, simply waving his hand casually to indicate that they could leave.

The four of them left the theater with a complex mix of emotions—unresolved anger, unanswered questions, and a sense of relief.

The cool night breeze dispelled the stuffiness backstage as they headed towards their parking lot, ready to go home.

However, just as they reached the parking lot outside the hotel, before they even had a chance to open the car door—

"Wait for me—!"

A heavy, urgent shout, accompanied by heavy breathing, came from behind, like the wheezing of an old bellows.

Everyone turned around suddenly.

Then they saw the enormous alien, playing the role of the "Mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex," stumbling and panting as he rushed toward them.

His heavy footsteps thudded on the ground, his massive body swaying from side to side from running, his four arms braced against his knees, his back bent, panting heavily, as if he were about to pass out at any moment.

"Brother Xiu? What are you doing?" Kevin looked at the big guy who had returned in surprise, not understanding why he had chased after him.

Xiu Ge gasped for breath several times before he could straighten up. His reptilian face was covered in sweat, and his chest heaved violently.

He looked at the four of them, his eyes filled with anxiety and fear, and spoke haltingly.

"I...I want...I want to catch up with you..." He gasped for breath, then added somewhat awkwardly, "By the way...I'm just...not a fast runner."

He calmed his breathing a little, then immediately took a few steps closer, lowered his voice, and his heavy voice trembled slightly with tension.

"I...I'm here to warn you! Abedo...she...she has a huge conspiracy! A colossal conspiracy! I...I mean it!"

Seeing the four people's instantly serious expressions, he quickened his pace.

"She's making money... not for any kind of livelihood! That's all a pretense!" Xiu Ge's eyes were filled with lingering fear. "She's been secretly... using the money she earns to buy all sorts of random parts!"

“She…she’s going to use these things…” Xiu Ge’s voice rose with fear, “to create a doomsday bomb!”

"What?!" The three of them (excluding Mo Bai) exclaimed in unison.

Xiu Ge swallowed hard, as if uttering that word made him feel suffocated. "She might... be planning to detonate it tonight!"

This explosive news instantly dispelled the chill of the night, and a cold shiver crept up the spines of the four people!

Without the slightest hesitation, led by Brother Xiu, they shot off like arrows into the shadows of the city, speeding toward an abandoned industrial area far from the bustling city center.

Soon, they stopped outside a huge, rusty, abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse's corrugated iron walls gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and the air was thick with the smells of rust, engine oil, and years of dust.

The warehouse doors were tightly shut, with only a small, grime-covered glass window on the side high up letting out a strange, flickering light.

The group moved quietly, like cats in the night, and approached the high window silently.

They carefully clung to the windowsill, brushed away the thick layer of dust, and peered through the dirty cracks in the glass.

The warehouse was unusually empty, with only some abandoned machine wreckage piled up in the corners.

In the center of the warehouse, Abedo was working intently, the blinding arc of electricity dancing in her hands, accompanied by a piercing "sizzle" sound—she was using a welding machine to focus on welding a huge, complex, spherical device that gleamed with a cold metallic luster.

The blazing white sparks from the welding flew everywhere like raging fireflies, leaving fleeting streaks of light in the dim warehouse.

The surface of the sphere was covered with various interfaces, pipes, and flashing indicator lights, emanating an ominous and unsettling sense of oppression.

"Hiss..." Kevin clicked his tongue as he looked at the futuristic yet dangerous scene inside, habitually making a sarcastic remark in an attempt to ease the tense atmosphere. "I've always wondered why villains like to sneak around in abandoned warehouses?" He turned to Mo Bai, who was also peeking in, and nudged him lightly with his shoulder, asking mischievously, "Could it be... because the rent here is discounted?"

Mo Bai's gaze was fixed on the huge sphere inside the warehouse, and on Abedo's focused and cold profile.

Hearing Kevin's complaint, he turned his head slightly, his eyes still serious, but a cold, slightly menacing smile appeared on his lips.

"I don't know if there will be a discount..." His voice was low, but with a certainty, "but I know that when Xiao Ban rushes in, he'll definitely break Abedo's bones."

Their conversation was clearly heard by the children in the next class.

She was intently observing the situation inside the warehouse when she heard this. She rolled her eyes at them, her voice filled with anxiety and seriousness.

"Please stop joking, okay? Abelardo is about to detonate a doomsday bomb!"

Xiaowen frowned, her eyes filled with great confusion as she watched Abedo's busy figure in the warehouse.

“No…this doesn’t make sense!” Her voice carried a rational analysis. “Why would she want to destroy the Earth? She’s an Earthling herself, trapped here. What good would it do her to destroy the Earth? Does she think she can instantly grow wings and fly away? That doesn’t make any sense.” The more she thought about it, the more she felt there was a huge logical flaw.

Upon hearing Xiaowen's calm yet deadly question, all four of them turned their gazes to Xiu Ge, who was providing the information.

Xiu Ge was nervously rubbing his thick fingers when he noticed the suspicious gazes of the crowd focusing on him, and his body visibly stiffened.

He waved his hand hurriedly, shaking his huge head like a rattle drum, his voice stuttering with nervousness.

"Uh... wait! I... I didn't say it was about blowing up the Earth!" He struggled to organize his thoughts, trying to express the truth that terrified him even more, "Her plot... is... is far more insane! A million times more terrifying than simply blowing up the Earth!"

He took a deep breath, as if it took immense courage to utter the absurd plan: "That bomb...that doomsday device...it wasn't meant to explode at all!" Xiu Ge's pupils dilated with fear. "It was meant to...it was meant to..."

He paused, as if searching for the most accurate words to describe the horrific scene, and finally spoke in an almost groaning tone.

"It's designed to turn everyone in the world into genetic clones of Tennyson!"

"hiss--!!!"

Kevin gasped, his eyes widening, and the words practically slipped out, his voice trembling.

"So terrifying!"

Xiao Ban herself was completely stunned. She subconsciously touched her face, her brows furrowing tightly. An indescribable sense of absurdity and being violated made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Standing to the side, Mo Bai, upon hearing the words "a genetic clone of Tian Xiaoban," suddenly recalled Xiao Wen's explosive theory about "Xiaoban's DNA" and "favorability."

If... if everyone in the world became clones with Ben's genes... wouldn't that mean... everyone... would be like Ben... towards him...?

This thought spread like wildfire in an instant, and Mo Bai's expression instantly became extremely complex—terrified and absurd.

And then came an even stronger terror, as countless “small classes” looked at him with those… well… “special” eyes, chasing after him… The scene… was practically an enhanced version of a zombie apocalypse.

However, the city wasn't besieged by rotting zombies, but by thousands upon thousands of lively, unique... "Tian Xiaoban"?!