Ben10: A Romantic Adventure with a Gender-Swapped Class

Immediately afterwards, a series of complex and ancient lock cylinder turning sounds rang out, as if a mechanism that had been dormant for thousands of years had been suddenly awakened.

At the same time, the eyes of the giant octopus relief on the door panel suddenly lit up!

It wasn't reflected light, but rather a deep, unsettling dark green glow originating from within.

The green light illuminated a small area around it, making the grotesque octopus head appear even more terrifying.

Before the two could react to this shocking turn of events, the incredibly heavy door, accompanied by a low, rumbling sound like a boulder grinding, slowly and steadily opened inward on its own!

A cold, damp, and pungent smell, along with an indescribable sense of oppression reminiscent of a high-pressure deep-sea environment, surged out from the door like a tangible tide, instantly engulfing the two of them!

The pungent smell was reminiscent of decaying shipwrecks and ocean trench silt that had never seen the sun.

The sight behind the door caused even the two battle-hardened men to shrink in shock.

That wasn't even a room!

What came into view was an enormous, square, transparent container.

The container's walls were incredibly thick, exhibiting a reinforced, slightly curved, dark blue hue, with a layer of cold water vapor condensing on its surface.

The container was filled with a slightly greenish, viscous liquid, with countless tiny bubbles rising from the bottom as if boiling, yet restrained by some force.

In the center of this enormous "fish tank," immersed in that viscous, eerie green liquid, lies a massive, twisted, and awe-inspiring shadow.

The creature's outline still vaguely resembled that of an octopus, but magnified countless times, and filled with an evil, alien aura.

Its entire body is a sickly gray-green with dark spots, its skin rough like a weathered reef, and it is vaguely covered with some kind of slippery, reflective mucus.

Countless thick tentacles, each the size of a bowl and covered with unsettlingly pale white edges and bottomless black interiors, slowly, languidly, yet with terrifying power, stretched, curled, and wriggled in the viscous liquid.

At the center of the tentacles is the outline of an even larger and more ferocious head.

Below the head, where the mouth should be, there was no soft flesh, but instead a ring of huge, pale, and sharp bone spurs, like those of a deep-sea monster!

This is not a "large steel" at all!

Xiao Ban and Mo Bai's pupils contracted sharply in shock. A name that had been almost forgotten, yet represented extreme fear and hatred, exploded in their minds like a cold lightning bolt cleaving through the fog of memory!

"Morgas!?"

The name slipped out in Xiao Ban's voice, filled with disbelief and horror. It was like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of memories from countless brutal battles and life-or-death crises of the past!

The terrifying creature inside the enormous container—Mojas—had its countless compound eyes rotating simultaneously, focusing its cold, merciless light on the two people outside the door.

A deep, hoarse voice, as if filtered through countless frictions between liquids and rocks, yet carrying a familiar, arrogant tone, did not travel through the air, but rather directly through the thick container walls and the viscous liquid, resonating dully and echoing, sending chills down one's spine:

"I'm still wondering... when will you two find me?" There was no emotion in his voice, only a chilling sense of amusement, like a cat playing with a mouse.

After the initial shock came boundless anger and vigilance.

Mo Bai suddenly took a step forward, and the red light of the Ultimatrix flowed dangerously in the darkness.

His gaze instantly turned icy and sharp, like a bloodthirsty blade drawn from its sheath, locking onto the enormous object within the container. Every word he uttered seemed to have been pulled from an ice cellar, carrying a chilling killing intent:

"I don't care what ridiculous name you call yourself here!" He sneered, his tone filled with utter sarcasm. "Because I know the truth!"

"Ha...the truth?" Mojath's voice came through the liquid, carrying a condescending, absurd tone, as if he were listening to ants arguing about the stars. "How could that be?" His bony mandibles opened and closed, stirring up strings of even larger bubbles. "You...earthlings with your pitifully fragile, laughably stupid...you can't understand anything at all."

What you see is only the tip of the iceberg... of what I want you to see.

Faced with this blatant mockery and contempt, Xiao Ban calmed down instead.

A knowing smile, mixed with mockery, curled at the corners of her lips. She mimicked Mojaus's arrogant tone, even exaggerating by shrugging her shoulders and spreading her hands.

“Moggas! The fearsome ‘Conqueror of Ten Worlds,’ one of the most notorious supervillains in the universe, is now, like a rare jellyfish on display, trapped in a… uh, what’s more like a ‘VIP room’ of a giant fish tank?” She pointed a finger at the enormous container. “And then, by fabricating a bunch of lies, he’s made those brainwashed, suit-clad ‘idiots’ outside mistake him for some… uh, the benevolent transmitter of the ‘Intellectual Martian Mission’.”

She tilted her head, her green eyes gleaming with undisguised amusement. "This plot... is truly a cosmic mystery!"

Little Ben's sarcastic remarks pierced through Mojas's facade of arrogance like sharp needles.

The viscous liquid inside the container surged violently, and several thick tentacles thrashed irritably, slapping against the reinforced glass wall with a dull "bang".

The red light in those compound eyes seemed to become brighter and more unstable.

After a few suffocating seconds of silence, Mojas's deep voice rang out again, this time without any playfulness, but with a repressed chill, as if recalling extreme shame and pain.

“I thought… I was going to die,” he said slowly, each word as if dragged out of an abyss, “The last great war… that terrible explosion… the energy tore my warship apart, and almost tore my body apart too…”

The liquid rippled slightly, and his tentacles unconsciously curled up, as if still enduring the pain from that time.

But... I survived.

[Author's Commentary: The Legendary Long-Lasting King]

There was no relief in this statement, only an almost curse-like tenacity: "My life form... is far more resilient than you can imagine."

"I wasn't completely destroyed... I just... fell into that damned ocean on your planet!"

"Weakness...an unprecedented feeling of weakness overwhelmed me."

“The injuries were too severe…so severe that I couldn’t even maintain my most basic form.” A tentacle slammed against the glass, venting its humiliation.

“Drifting with the current… I don’t know how long it lasted… maybe days, maybe weeks… Finally, like a real piece of ocean trash, I was relentlessly washed ashore on some dirty beach by the waves.” His tone became numb. “Then… like a strange commodity, I was picked up by some ignorant beach bum… and sold to an even more foolish scumbag who scours for bizarre creatures—'Monster Little Boss'.”

“Although my situation was utterly undignified,” he changed the subject, the red light in his compound eyes regaining its coldness and calculation, “but… I gained… what I needed most: a stable supply of food, a safe haven… and, most importantly… precious time to recover my strength.”

“Until recently…” a new, twisted meaning was injected into his voice, “these foolish, delusional… ‘Dragon Cult’ followers… somehow found me and ‘rescued’ me…” The word “rescue” was full of sarcasm and exploitation.

Upon hearing this, Mo Bai and Xiao Ban suddenly understood!

All the clues, like scattered puzzle pieces, were instantly and perfectly pieced together!

"The Demon Dragon Cult..." Mo Bai repeated in a low voice, immediately thinking of the ferocious octopus totem on the door.

"The Martian Wisdom Society!" Xiao Ban continued, her thoughts crystal clear. "The prototype of the legendary benevolent 'Great Steel' that they worship... is just some kind of alien giant flower branch!" Her tone carried a mocking sarcasm, as if she had discovered an absurd truth.

“And now…” Mo Bai’s icy gaze pierced Mojas in the container, picking up where Xiao Ban left off, “You, Mojas, this real, evil alien octopus-shaped conqueror… just happened to appear before them, perfectly fitting their doctrinal fantasies! Thus, you naturally… became their alien prophet! Became their worshipped… ‘Big Steel’!” The coincidence was so ironic it was chilling.

"Long live the Great Steel!" Mojath's voice was filled with the smugness of controlling everything. He arrogantly waved one of his tentacles, stirring up a patch of green water. "They obey me without question! Foolish and fanatical, they are the best tools and servants." He paused, his smugness growing even stronger, even carrying a hint of greed and impatience. "They even helped me get a Level 7 interstellar spaceship!"

Level 7 interstellar spaceship!

This word struck Mo Bai and Xiao Ban like a thunderbolt!

Mo Bai took a sudden step forward, almost pressing himself against the cold container wall. His gaze was like the sharpest drill bit, trying to pierce through the dark green liquid and the thick glass, aiming straight for Mo Jiasi's soul. His voice was taut with urgency and anger.

"What do you want that starship for?!" he demanded sharply.

Upon hearing Mo Bai's words, Mo Jia Si also explained without any hesitation.

"They think I'll use it to acquire alien technology and fly to the nearest moon. But actually, my real purpose is to reclaim my lost power! Only then can I return to my homeland and once again rule my empire!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ban couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

Pointing at Mojath in the large fish tank, she retorted without hesitation, "You have no empire anymore, you great genius! Everyone has heard you're dead, so your empire has naturally perished as well."

Upon hearing Ben's words, Mojas roared in anger, the sound deafening, as if it were about to break free of the fish tank.

However, Ben was not intimidated by Mojas's imposing manner, and she continued to speak without any mercy.

"As you should know, when the adults aren't home, the children take over. Now that your empire no longer exists, those who were once oppressed by you will naturally rise up in rebellion. Your rule has long since ended."

Mojas was furious. It glared at Ben with wide eyes and responded through gritted teeth.

"Those who resist my rule will be utterly destroyed! I will surely make my empire rise again!"

Hearing Mojas's arrogant words, Mo Bai could no longer tolerate it. He clenched his fists tightly and retorted angrily to Mojas.

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing this, Mojas shouted loudly towards the door without hesitation.

"Guards! These two uninvited guests are Da Gang's mortal enemies!"

Before the words were even finished, Xiao Ban and Mo Bai hurriedly turned around and saw a group of people in uniforms rushing towards them like a whirlwind. These uniforms not only covered them up completely, but even their faces were completely obscured.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Bai did not dare to delay for a moment. He rushed forward like an arrow and quickly reached out to close the door tightly before the group of people rushed into the house.

However, he did not lower his guard. Instead, he carefully and slowly retreated, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed door, as if it would be broken through by a mysterious force at any moment.

"You can't stop the followers of the Great Steel with just a door!" Mojath's voice echoed in the room, revealing an unshakeable confidence.

Upon hearing Mojas's words, Ben and Mo Bai were astonished to find that the group of Big Steel's followers had appeared at the door without warning, like ghosts, and were approaching them step by step.

Faced with this bizarre scene, Xiao Ban behind Mo Bai quickly spoke up, trying to explain: "I know this sounds unbelievable, but please believe me, this isn't Da Gang, his name is Mo Jia Si, he is..."

However, before he could finish speaking, one of the followers of the Great Steel suddenly interrupted him, bringing Xiao Ban's explanation to an abrupt end.

"Stop lying!"

"You are the enemies of the New Media Society!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a giant steel believer suddenly appeared behind Xiao Ban, as if by magic.

He appeared silently behind Xiaoban like a ghost, and then, with lightning speed, grabbed Xiaoban's hands and feet, rendering her completely immobile.

This sudden turn of events left Mo Bai utterly astonished.

Upon hearing the commotion, he quickly turned around, intending to rescue Xiao Ban, who had been captured.

However, just as he was about to take action...

Xiao Ban showed no fear; her legs, like springs, pushed off backward with tremendous force.

The power of that kick was beyond imagination, like a cannonball being launched.

The target of this "cannonball" was the groin of the follower who had grabbed her...

With a muffled thud, the believer was caught off guard and kicked, letting out a shrill scream.

His body lurched backward, then he crashed heavily to the ground, curling up in pain and clutching his groin tightly with both hands.

Having witnessed all of this, Mo Bai couldn't help but swallow hard, a strong sense of lingering fear welling up inside her.