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Midtown, street restaurants.

Almost every passerby will stop and pause when passing by the restaurant window. No matter how urgent something is, they can't help but glance here.

Because even if you are in Midtown, it is not every day that you can see the famous Flash drinking coffee and eating with his superhero teammates.

And compared to the well-known city representative Flash in Midtown, the one opposite is obviously more eye-catching. He is not as famous as The Flash, but his appearance is unforgettable.

The square-shaped helmet made the man's head look square. He was wearing a yellow uniform and had a burning flame on his forehead.

Justice League newcomer Firestorm.

"You should understand what I mean, right? I mean, we always feel left out." Firestorm held his head in distress, "Look, the same happened with this incident. Superman had such a big incident, and it took so long No one informed us

Sometimes we can't help but wonder whether it's approved by the league. "

At this time, from the perspective of Fire Storm, the head of an old man invisible to others was floating next to Fire Storm.

"Correction, Ronald. It's only 'you' who feels left out, not 'us'. I didn't say that."

That was the second person in Firestorm's mind, physics professor Stein. Firestorm was formed by the fusion of two people, Ronald, a young football quarterback, and Stein, a college professor.

Of course, no one but him could hear Stein. So in the eyes of others, he is always talking to himself.

"Relax." The Flash said while eating a burger. "The life of a recruit is like this. Maybe everyone needs a break-in period. When the alliance was first established, I always felt that I couldn't get involved."

"Really? But you are a veteran, and Batman seems to trust you." Firestorm was confused.

"Correction, Batman doesn't 'trust' anyone. Don't be deceived by appearances, we just often handle cases together." The Flash quickly drank up the drink, "You are just too stressed. I will teach you a few tricks later, which is very good. Use zazen.

Even though you look at me like this, I can actually calm down quite a bit, as long as I need to. But now I really have to go, work matters. You know, I'm late almost every day. I can't tell my boss that I'm busy saving the world every day, so I'm leaving now. "

After saying that, there was a sudden sound, a whirlwind swept by, and the Flash disappeared out of thin air.

There were several bills pressed under the cup he drank from.

"Okay, we had a nice chat," Firestorm muttered to the empty seat in front of him.

At this time, a woman sitting two tables away from them stood up. Her blue hair rippled like the waves of the ocean, and her meticulous professional attire perfectly highlighted her figure. The tailored white shirt is as smooth as silk and highlights the elegant line of her neck.

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to hear what you just said."

She walked over to the table across from Firestorm and sat down, smiling.

"But I'm a psychiatrist. And you know what. I think what you just said is right."

"What?"

Firestorm frowned, and the flames on his forehead seemed to jump.

"Look, I don't know what you do in real life, but the organization you work for, the people above it... aliens, immortal goddesses, lonely obsessive-compulsive disorder patients. Do you really think that in their eyes you are better than Is ready-to-throw cannon fodder any better?”

"Don't listen to her, Ronald," Dr. Stein said, floating nearby. "She sounds just like one of those mean TV talk show hosts. You know that's not how the league works."

But then, to the complete surprise of both of the two people in Firestorm, the moment Dr. Stein finished speaking, the woman actually turned her head and looked at the supposedly empty place next to Firestorm, and curled her lips. He showed a meaningful smile.

Both of them were shocked as if they were electrocuted, and Firestorm stood up involuntarily.

"Dr. Bo?" Firestorm looked at the floating old man next to him in shock, who should only be visible to him, "Is she watching...?"

"Are you looking at another one of you? Yes." The woman smiled slightly, "In this era, only people who are not from the Justice League have special abilities. I am just complaining for you."

As she spoke, she paused, and an imperceptible green light flashed in her eyes.

Firestorm and Dr. Stein, who was floating next to him, could not help but be stunned at this moment, and a green light similar to hers briefly flashed in their eyes.

"I think what you said makes sense."

Firestorm sat back in his seat and looked at Dr. Stein beside him in a daze.

"What do you think, Doctor?"

"may be."

Dr. Stein is also dull, like an Alzheimer's patient.

"Of course, I am a professional psychiatrist." The woman continued, "I can see your essence, just as I can see the abnormality of your mental state.

You desperately want to prove yourself, you want to become a legend, and you are willing to obey orders. Do you think you won’t be able to manipulate you? That Martian can read minds."

Firestorm's eyes flickered.

"I'm not right, it doesn't feel right." He shook his head, flames flashing on his head, "Maybe I should go back."

"Go back to find your master?" The woman intertwined her fingers and rested her chin, with a playful expression on her face. "Do you know how different the thinking of aliens is? How do you believe that a group of aliens will not What about betraying humanity?”

Firestorm froze.

After thinking for a while, he sat back down again.

The woman chuckled: "This is a good boy."

"That was my mistake."

HISHE Cafe, in front of Kara and Shazam, the old wizard sighed.

"It happened many years ago, when the Eternal Parliament was still there. We punished the girl, the girl who opened the box. It shouldn't be like this."

The old wizard shook his head.

"She was just a curious kid."

Perhaps as he grows older, many things in his long past are looked at from a different perspective now.

"So the legend of the box is true?" Shazam was surprised. "Hell, I thought they were all made up stories. All the evil in the world came from a box?"

"I'm not as convinced of this now as I was at the beginning, but I saw with my own eyes that the evil was sealed in the box." The wizard said solemnly, "That was the first time that the Parliament faced the 'Seven Deadly Sins'.

The seven kinds of monsters corresponding to the seven original sins, we have fought against various different versions in the long years to come. But there is no doubt that the first batch we faced was from Pandora's box. "

Kara and Shazam looked at each other.

Carla had an impression of the Seven Deadly Sins she had encountered before. After all, one day on the way home from school, she accidentally sneezed and froze one of them.

Did those things originally come from Pandora's Box?

I wonder if Shen You knows about these things.

No matter what, at least it is true that Pandora released the Seven Deadly Sins. Even though the punishment imposed by the Parliament was a bit harsh, it was not entirely a miscarriage of justice.

"Now that Pandora's box has reappeared, there can be no delay."

The old wizard stood up with a solemn look on his face.

Kara was surprised: "You want to go out in person?"

Ever since she came to the cafe, her impression of the old wizard was basically that of a cook and a bastard, and she had never seen him in person.

"Of course, this can be regarded as my unfinished business. Besides, if the box is opened again, no one knows what will happen. It may be the end of the world."

The old wizard said in a deep voice.

"The box must be prevented from being reopened at all costs."