I want to have a date with Superman

Harley knows many of the more than thirty top white dignitaries and has even communicated with them more than once.

"Harley Quinn, why are you here?" someone asked in surprise.

"Harley is a high-quality white human female, and is certainly qualified to join the Seventh Cavalry." Joseph said solemnly.

"Stop talking nonsense and start the conversion immediately."

Harley directly opened the ellipsoid-shaped 'container' and got in.

"Wait a minute, why is Harley Quinn going in first?" A burly man in a suit questioned.

"General Lister, you can come in too," Harley invited them. "Anyone of you who wants to become a little blue man can come in. There are no restrictions and the place is big enough."

"This" Vice Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, stood there stunned, a little at a loss.

"Can you explain why?" asked another senator named Flamingo.

"Harry has a paradise card and is not afraid of failure. If she proves that the instrument is fine, we will enter together." Joseph said.

There are still many people who want to ask: What should we do if Harley, the witch, is famous and turns against everyone after she succeeds?

But in front of Harley, they didn't dare.

Liszt struggled with his expression, and when the cabin door was about to close, he shouted: "I'm not afraid of death, count me in."

"General, you." Joseph quickly approached and explained in a low voice: "Don't worry, Harley and I signed a magic contract."

"I don't believe in magic contracts, but I believe that with her shrewdness, she will never actively seek death - even if she can go to heaven after death." Liszt gritted his teeth.

"The magic contract is protected by the power of God. She has been borrowing the power of heaven and must not violate it." Joseph affirmed.

"Do you think Harley Quinn will do stupid things or sacrifice herself for others?" Lister sneered.

"Of course she won't, but she is protected by the contract. In addition, the switch is outside and under our control.

As soon as we are sure that the energy can be absorbed, we immediately turn off the conversion equipment. "Joseph said.

Liszt touched his nose and groaned: "Half a month ago, I was diagnosed with liver cancer. It is in the advanced stage and there is no hope of recovery."

"You should have told me earlier!" Joseph opened the hatch for him with a dull face.

"Do you want to take off your clothes?" Liszt asked, pointing to the cock dragging man Karl in the cage.

"Harry didn't take off his clothes, you can do whatever you want."

Liszt thought for a while and took off only his coat, woolen sweater and leather boots.

Harley didn't object and just stepped aside to make way for him.

"Congressman Jean, I also have cancer, intestinal cancer, terminal cancer, there is no hope of recovery."

Just as Joseph Jean was about to lock the door, another old lady came over with a smile.

"Congressman Maddie, you -" Joseph was shocked. One person had terminal cancer and was still normal, and then another one appeared. They obviously didn't trust Harley, well, he didn't really trust her either, but he believed in that contract.

"Hey, have you read the Pentagon's 'Harley Quinn's Character and Psychological Evaluation Report'?" The old lady glanced at the hatch and whispered: "A team of psychoanalysts on the same level as Superman and Dr. Manhattan, more than An assessment report jointly made by 500 of the world's top psychological, social and behavioral experts."

Joseph shook his head and said: "I've been busy with Dr. Manhattan's affairs recently, so I really didn't know about that report. But it's normal. Since she defeated the Kryptonians, which country in the world hasn't focused on her?"

"The report shows that she is cunning and cunning, and never suffers losses," the old lady said.

"You don't need to read the report. Who in the entire multiverse doesn't know that she is vicious and cunning?" Giles came over and said disapprovingly: "A few idioms about her even appeared in the magic world a few years ago. For example, ordinary people often say, 'She is as cunning as Fox', the mage said, 'as cunning as a witch'.

But now that she has signed the contract, the initiative is completely in our hands, so there is no need to be shady. "

The old lady said: "I don't understand magic, I only believe in science and the scientific analysis of psychologists.

One piece of advice in the report was that when she got serious about doing something, others had better follow suit.

If you stand on the same front with her, you will never suffer.

She put her life on the line this time, and I am willing to follow her in the game. "

"This" Joseph also hesitated.

He looked at Giles, "What do you think?"

"What else are you looking at? Come in if you want. The place is so big." Harley stuck her head out and shouted impatiently.

The old lady was not embarrassed, smiled kindly at Harry, and got in.

After that, seventeen or eight more people came in one after another.

Joseph struggled very much, but finally gave up.

Because according to the treaty signed with Harley, if she had not died, she would have left the Paradise Card to him.

Moreover, Harley had analyzed that there were many variables in their action to steal the power of Manhattan.

For example, Admiral Mark's arrangement.

For example, the Zhao Group provides them with psychic energy converters.

For example, Dr. Manhattan's back-up man.

Those variables will all pop up when they start to extract the power of their souls.

Because extracting power is the last step of the 'Cyclops Plan', if you don't jump out, it will be too late.

Because of the above risks, he and Giles both agreed that Harley should be the first to be transformed.

"Giles, do you want to come with us?" Before closing the door, Harley suddenly called to the 'bastard'.

"No, thank you." Giles was as unmoved as before.

Harley looked at him deeply and retreated into the cabin.

"Hi, Harley," the old lady Maddie came over with a flattering smile and asked, "We will definitely succeed, right?"

Others also looked at her eagerly, with expressions of anxiety and excitement.

"Yes, we can succeed, I am confident."

Harley smiled and walked to the center of the metal cabin, holding the big cross in her hand: Richie, hacking into the converter's operating system.

"Harry, we have confidence in you."

The dignitaries in their underwear cleared away the worries on their faces, all smiling and looking forward to it.

——Harry, Angela didn't lie. The operating system was indeed manipulated by the Zhao Group. As long as the instrument is started, the power extracted from Manhattan will be... Hey, something is wrong. Do you want to stop it immediately?

Rich's tone suddenly became urgent: "The Zhao Group has a Trojan in the operating system of the Seventh Cavalry Regiment, but the mastermind of the Zhao Group has also been hacked.

Like me, it is a quantum intelligence that can travel freely between Limbo and reality. "

"Come on, we will become little blue men together." Harley smiled and shook her fist at the companions around her.

——Is it the golden palace in Silver City? There's 100% something wrong with Giles, he's probably the snob (Gabriel), and Paradise has its sights on Manhattan's 'H-bomb power'.

"Long live the Blue Cavalry!" the dignitaries shouted excitedly.

Richie: I have been to the Golden Hall and am familiar with the environment there. What I encountered this time was purely technological artificial intelligence.

Harley was surprised: Can pure technology achieve quantum communication across Limbo?

Richie: That's right, pure programming code without a magic paradigm.

Harley: Have you been discovered by it?

Richie: No, I can see it, it doesn't notice me yet.

Harley: Isn't it very intelligent?

Rich: Its technological content is very high, and it is a hundred times more powerful than the intelligence of Kryptonians. However, no matter how smart it is, it is not as flexible as a living person. I'm not sure I can hack it, but I can spy on it so it doesn't notice.

Harley: Can you withstand its invasion?

Richie: I called Fiora here. Female Kryptonians are also powerful in information warfare.

"Harley, I'm going to activate the converter."

Clark, of Tulsa, yelled through the small glass window.

"Are you ready?" Harley looked around and asked in her mind: Richie, where is Angela? Why hasn't there been a fight outside the warehouse yet?

Richie: Here she is, secretly hunting the outlying cavalry regiments. Harley, why do you want to help her rescue Dr. Manhattan? Aren't you trying to extract his power?

"Ready." In the cabin, the top brass of the cavalry regiment in underwear shouted in unison.

Harley: I have to work hard to maintain the original plot.

Richie wondered: What’s the original plot?

Harley: Our current world is like a book written by Dr. Manhattan. If we don’t follow his will and make him dissatisfied, he may revise it at any time.

I now find that his favorite part is Aunt Angela’s love, and his favorite plot is Aunt Angela’s courage to brave the tiger’s den for him, so we have to work hard to keep his favorite part going.

Richie: I don’t quite understand.

Harley: It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Just do as I say. You can’t go wrong.

Richie: Okay, I'll tell Ivy and Carlisle to make sure Angela is a 'heroine' who survives to the finale safely.

Harley: Not only must I protect her safety quietly, but I must also expose her location immediately after the instrument is activated. Don’t give Joseph and the others time to pay attention to my situation.

Richie: I understand—

“Stab it————————”

Clark pressed the switch, and with black Manhattan as the center, a ball of light flashing with blue arcs expanded like a nuclear explosion.

The powerful psychic energy impact interrupted all quantum communications based on the Grand Cross.

"————"

"————"

The warehouse was swept by a blue arc of light, just like pressing the mute button on a TV screen. Their five senses were disordered in the aftermath of spiritual energy, or they were holding their heads and wailing, or lying on the ground with pale faces and retching.

But they couldn't hear anything, couldn't even see or feel anything.

Joseph, who was closest to the cage, felt as if he was hit by an air cannon and flew backwards two to three meters.

"Stab, sting, sting -" The voltage in the entire city of Salta began to become unstable, and the bright lights became flickering.

"Boo boo boo"

Harley's vision was instantly filled with blood, and balls of 'plasma firecrackers' exploded around her.

However, she had no time to think about it. The power that was so powerful that it could crack the universe was poured into her body in an instant. Her body seemed to be mosaic, dissociating into particles at one moment and uniting into limbs at the next.

"Gudong, Gudong." The fifth defense specialty jar was filled immediately, and the specialty was successfully activated.

"Gudong, Gudong." The jar was full again, and his expertise was upgraded from level zero to level one.

"Gudong, Gudong." The jar overflowed six times in a row.

The explosion of psychic energy not only allowed Harley to successfully activate her defense specialty, but also allowed her to reach level five one after another!

Manhattan Power Defense Specialty, Level 5: 10%-30% immunity to supernatural attacks, 80% immunity to quantum energy attacks, medium resistance to time fluctuations (not immune to the universe restart of the time flow, but can detect and retain part of the original time) line memory).

The fifth defense expertise jar stopped bubbling.

Harley wiped the blood from her face and looked around. No one survived except herself.

They were all shattered into existence force fields under the impact of a wave of spiritual power. Some of their limbs were broken down into the most basic atoms, and some were turned into sticky blood.