Ben10: A Romantic Adventure with a Gender-Swapped Class

Happy Qixi Festival... Those with partners should be happy, right?

Don't ask, the answer is my unique obsession with Su Zixuan.

George, surrounded by three people—the Mighty Tyrannosaurus, the Four-Armed Tyrant, and the poised Kevin—remained completely calm.

His gaze didn't even focus on any of his enemies, as if the surging killing intent and immense energy around him were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

He simply and slowly, with an almost ritualistic solemnity, raised the ancient and dangerous divine sword in his hand high above his head once again!

This time, the divine sword responded not with a dazzling golden light, but with an incomparably pure and intensely blazing white radiance!

The light seemed to draw energy from the core of a star, and in the instant it was born, it devoured all other light and color in the cave, completely submerging everyone's vision in a blinding pure white.

Its intensity and power far surpassed any previous outburst, like a divine punishment to cleanse the world and wipe everything in sight into nothingness.

The intense light lasted for what felt like an eternity, yet also like a single missed heartbeat.

When the devastating white light receded like a tide, everyone's vision was barely restored, with large patches of flickering light still remaining in front of them.

The alien hero forms on Xiao Ban and Mo Bai melted away quickly, like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.

The two staggered for a moment, then almost simultaneously reverted to their human forms.

They stood there blankly, instinctively raising their hands and staring at those familiar yet unusually fragile human hands, as if they couldn't comprehend what the light that had just stripped them of their power truly meant.

The dial of the Ultimatrix on my wrist seemed to dim briefly, as if it had run out of energy.

The cave fell into an eerie, suffocating silence once again.

Heavy breathing rose and fell, highlighting the divine sword that still emitted a faint afterglow, seemingly controlling all the rules.

It was held quietly in George's hand, yet it was the absolute master of this space.

“To destroy you now would be an dishonorable thing.” George’s voice broke the silence, steady yet carrying a condescending indifference.

His gaze slowly swept over the four still-shaken people. "Because you have no idea what the price will be," he paused, the tip of his sword pressing down slightly, as if to emphasize the weight of the next word, "you do not understand the true power of the divine sword."

Before he could even finish speaking, he casually waved his hand towards the empty space beside him, without giving anyone time to process what he had said.

A sharp sound, like cloth being torn, pierced the air!

The blade of the divine sword unexpectedly cleaved open a long, narrow crack!

On the other side of the crack, instead of the cold stone walls of the cave, there is an endless, deep blue starry sky dotted with countless stars.

The dark cosmic space, emanating from the cracks, exuded a cold and mysterious aura.

“But remember this,” George’s gaze swept over the crowd one last time, his voice suddenly turning icy cold, “if you block my way again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Having said that, he didn't say anything more and stepped into the starry sky rift that had appeared out of nowhere.

His figure was instantly swallowed up by the dark blue background of the universe and disappeared without a trace.

After he entered, the crack seemed to come alive and quickly closed up and disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Clearly, George merely swung his sword casually, cleaving through the barrier of space and instantly teleporting over an extremely long distance.

Seeing this, Kevin blinked hard and rubbed his eyes, trying to relieve the burning pain and dizziness that remained on his retina.

He clicked his tongue, his tone tinged with lingering fear and inexplicable admiration, and said, "I think... he's really quite convincing..." He habitually sought validation, turning his head to the blurry figure beside him, "What do you think, Mo Bai?"

However, when his vision finally cleared up a bit, he realized that standing next to him was Xiaowen, who looked speechless.

Xiaowen raised her hand impatiently and pointed to his left: "Mobai is over there."

Hearing Xiaowen's words, Kevin realized he had mistaken her for someone else. A little embarrassed, he scratched the back of his head and awkwardly replied, "Oh, sorry." He tried to make an excuse for his mistake, "I was half-blind just now."

Upon hearing this, Xiaowen became even more furious. She crossed her arms and glared at him speechlessly: "So I'm like half a man?" Her tone was full of threat.

Seeing this, Ben turned around and looked at Azmith, who had been silently observing, and asked the question that had been on everyone's mind: "Azmith, what did George mean?" Her brows were furrowed, clearly uneasy about George's remarks about "cost" and "power".

Upon hearing Xiao Ban's question, Azmi's expression darkened. He seemed unwilling to elaborate, simply replying, "There's no time to explain now."

Hearing Azmith's usual perfunctory reply, Ben was unusually calm, showing no excitement whatsoever.

She calmly retorted, "I think now is the perfect time to hear you explain yourself clearly, since no one is wielding their swords against me." Her logic was clear, and her eyes were firm; she clearly wasn't going to be easily fooled again.

Upon hearing this, Azmi turned away somewhat awkwardly, avoiding Ben's gaze, and replied in a tone that emphasized facts, "That's not a sword, that's science." He was trying to steer the conversation to a more abstract level.

“That’s your science,” Little Ben immediately seized on the key point and pointed it out without any politeness.

“That’s right, but…” Azmith seemed to want to explain the duality of science, or the complexity behind it.

But Xiao Ban clearly didn't want to hear any "buts," so she spoke again, interrupting the other person at lightning speed: "No, no buts." She even used a playful but firm pun: "Eggs are for eating."

Seeing that he was interrupted by the small group in such a swift and unexpected way, Azmith seemed to feel powerless.

He turned around and looked at Mo Bai, who had been listening quietly and slowly walking forward. He asked in a questioning tone, "Did you teach him this?" His eyes seemed to say that Mo Bai must have infected him with this bad habit of interrupting others.

Upon hearing Azmith's sudden "accusation," Mo Bai raised his eyebrows in surprise and innocently complained, "Huh? Why do you all suspect it's me?" He spread his hands, looking very aggrieved, "When have I ever interrupted anyone?" He tried to defend himself.

As soon as Mo Bai finished speaking, Xiao Ban stepped in to explain to Azmis on his behalf: "Listen, it's you who yells at me every time." She began to list, "Before a battle, you must think thrice before you act," she mimicking Azmis's possible tone, "You must ask the right questions first." Then she looked at the tiny creator, her eyes clear and earnest, "So—I asked you." Her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible grievance, but more so, it was insistence, "Don't I have the right to know?"

Upon hearing Xiao Ban's series of logically clear and incisive questions, Azmith remained silent for a moment.

He muttered a few words under his breath, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he sighed and said, "Alright then, close your eyes."

He finally decided to let these four people know the truth and the whole story.

Despite their doubts, the four of them obediently closed their eyes as instructed.

In the darkness, only Azmith's crisp snap of his fingers could be heard, followed by his voice: "Open your eyes."

When everyone opened their eyes again, they were shocked to find that the scenery around them had completely changed!

It was no longer that cold, broken sealed cave, but had become... a hot, desolate place, like the foot of a volcano!

A faint smell of sulfur filled the air, and underfoot lay dark red scorched earth. In the distance, one could even see a slowly flowing, bubbling river of lava.

"Instant teleportation?" Xiao Ban looked around in surprise and asked subconsciously.

Just as she was wondering—

Boom! ! !

A deafening roar erupted behind them; the massive volcano had erupted without warning!

Thick black smoke, carrying red-hot rocks, shot into the sky as if the end of the world had arrived!

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of viscous, smoky lava, like an angry beast, gushed out from the mountain pass and rushed toward the hillside where they were at an astonishing speed!

Xiaowen instinctively cried out in surprise, and suddenly opened her arms, trying to release the celestial energy shield to protect everyone.

At almost the same time, Mo Bai slapped the Ultimatrix watch face on his wrist, attempting to transform to defend himself or lead people to evacuate.

However—slap! slap! Mo Bai tapped the dial twice, but Ultimatrix didn't react at all.

On the other side, Xiaowen anxiously gathered energy, only to find that the Tianneng she usually controlled was now completely silent, unable to even emit a trace of purple light!

“There’s no reaction at all…” Xiaowen’s voice trembled with terror as she watched the approaching, all-consuming torrent of lava grow ever closer. She shouted to the people behind her, “Run back!”

The instinct for survival instantly overwhelmed everything!

Everyone immediately turned around at lightning speed and ran at full speed in the opposite direction of the lava!

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost like it was going to explode!

However, how could a person's legs possibly outrun a raging torrent of lava?

The scalding dark red fluid caught up with them almost instantly, overflowing their ankles!

"It's over!" A desperate thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

However.......

The extreme pain that I had imagined—enough to melt steel and burn flesh and blood—did not come.

There wasn't even a hint of warmth.

"? How come I don't feel anything at all?" Mo Bai stopped and looked down in confusion at the "magma" that had already submerged up to her calves.

The lava was still churning and bubbling, looking incredibly real, but it was like a holographic projection, having no effect on them whatsoever.

Just then, they heard Azmith's calm voice from the side: "Because you weren't really there."

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and found Azmius standing on a tall rock not far away, calmly watching the apocalyptic scene and the group of people standing in the "magma" in a daze.

Realizing that the terrifying lava was just an illusion, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the lava—despite the incredibly horrifying sight—to the rock beneath where Azmith stood.

Along the way, Ben carefully observed the surrounding environment and asked uncertainly, "This is... Primos?" She remembered this world created by Azmith.

Hearing Ben's words, Azmith nodded and confirmed, "That's right, a world I created myself thousands of years ago." His gaze swept over the burning land, his tone devoid of emotion, "Everyone is still working on it." He paused, then explained, "The images you see are me merging into what you see before you."

“But you are like ghosts, and there is no way to intervene,” he added, then, as if he felt this might be difficult for Earthlings to understand, he added, “Perhaps the Earthling mind is not yet able to fully comprehend this concept.”

Upon hearing Azmith's words, Ben immediately chimed in, trying to show that she understood: "Anyone who has seen a horror movie should understand," she said, using a very earthy analogy.

Upon hearing this, Azmi blinked, clearly not quite understanding what a "ghost movie" was, but he didn't delve into it, and simply continued, "I don't understand what you're saying, but please listen quietly to my explanation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Azmith snapped his fingers again.

The surrounding scenery changed again in an instant! The speed was so fast it was dizzying!

"How sudden!" Little Ben couldn't help but complain. The scene before him had changed from the foot of a raging volcano to a laboratory full of futuristic technology, yet with a mysterious style.

Everyone soon noticed that in the center of the laboratory, in front of a complex observation instrument, stood Azmis, who was noticeably much younger.

He was intently observing a wondrous phenomenon at the microscopic or subatomic scale displayed inside the instrument, his expression focused and mesmerized.

At this moment, Azmith, standing on the instrument to the side (so that he could be parallel to Xiaoban's height), slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible vicissitude: "No one can change the past, no matter how much you want to change it, there is no way." His words seemed to be stating an ironclad law of the universe, or perhaps admonishing himself.

Hearing Azmith's philosophical (or perhaps just factual) words, Ben's curiosity was piqued again, and she blurted out, "Would you like to? If you could?"

As soon as Xiao Ban finished speaking, Mo Bai seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke up. His gaze was fixed on the young Azmith, and his tone carried a certain insight: "He can, but he can't." This sentence seemed to imply that Azmith possessed the ability to change the past, but was limited by some rule or his own principles.

As soon as Mo Bai finished speaking, the laboratory door slid open.

A gentle and graceful female Gavin from the same race as Azmith walked in.