I want to have a date with Superman

Is the person whose immunity is restarted in the Book of Dreams a different person with the memories of the original person injected into him, or is he really a complete reappearance of the original person?

I have to say that the Riddler is indeed the "thinker" of Arkham. His philosophical thinking is very reasonable and very inspiring to Harley.

Her heart was beating loudly at this moment, and a way to verify the authenticity appeared in her brain.

In order to cope with the Crisis on Infinite Earths, she tried her best to raise her level to level 80. To this end, she single-handedly cleared all the prisons for super criminals on the earth.

Among them, of course, is her "experience," Arkham Asylum.

In other words, Edward the Riddler had just been given experience by her, and even if he had another batch of experience growing on him like leeks, it would definitely not be much.

If Edward were a different person and was restarted, with only the memory of Edward from Earth 0, then he must have had a lot of experience as he had never been raped by her.

After having this idea, Harley's mind immediately replayed another idea that could change her future life.

Penguin held the crutch and reminded: "When the alien fleet defended the tuning fork some time ago, I helped Tamaran smuggle dupe and received a batch of powerful alien weapons as reward.

This crutch has been specially reinforced with top-notch alien weapons. It can probably hurt Superman and is very dangerous. "

Harry came back from his excitement alone and frowned: "Have you ever helped the Matalan people to traffic in dux?"

Penguin was startled, but he didn't expect this to be her focus.

"Harry, you handed over Du Ping's business to me from the beginning." He reminded cautiously.

Harley's eyes narrowed and her tone was a bit harsh, "Of course it's okay for you to sell Du Ping to the Earth, but the aliens have bad intentions and want to use Du Ping to corrupt us people on Earth. How could you, a smart person like you, not think of that?"

The Penguin's cheeks puffed up and then deflated, as if he wanted to let out his trademark weird laugh, but in the end he still had sense and knew who he was facing.

Although he didn't smile, he still kept talking: "No matter what kind of Du Ping, they are eroding people's spirit and will, and they are making the United States slide into the abyss of degradation.

Based on my many years of experience, Du Ping is like a devil. No matter what kind of Du Ping you touch, it will follow you for life until you go to hell.

Therefore, if you want to live as a human being instead of a walking zombie, don’t touch poison! "

"Cobot, you are the leader of Du Fan, not a Gotham congressman standing in front of a crowd of reporters to deliver an anti-drug speech." Harley said calmly.

"Are you talking about Councilor Hades, who is known as the 'Anti-drug Pioneer'? Hey, he took my black money to help fight against Du Fan. Moreover, he started taking cannabis at the age of 11 and was exposed to white noodles in college. He is a veteran drug addict!"

Cobot chuckled and said seriously: "I just want to say that Du Ping on Earth is a little devil and Du Ping on alien planet is a big devil. Mortals will be doomed and their lives will be ruined no matter who they encounter.

Whether it is local Du Ping or alien Du Ping, they are all eroding the United States, there is no difference. "

Harley said: "Of course there is a difference, although all kinds of Du Ping are eroding the United States, and the United States is also destined to sink in the overflow of Du Ping.

But erosion can happen quickly or slowly, and decline can happen sooner or later.

Now that I am still alive, I can still dominate the world for decades. If the United States quickly becomes a third-rate country in Du Pingzhong, won't my political and commercial status also be compromised?

Ordinary Du Ping can at least guarantee that the United States will survive until I retire. Even if the floods in the United States are overwhelming, it will have nothing to do with me basking in the sun at sunset. "

Cobot shook his head and smiled: "Harry, you look down upon us Americans too much, and you look down upon the aliens too much.

In terms of the speed of destroying the United States, how can any alien compare to us?

First of all, from a technical point of view, Matalandupin is very powerful due to its technological content, addictiveness, and harm to the body, but it is not the strongest.

As far as I know, in the past few years from the first contact with alien civilization to the present, no less than five "potions" stronger than it have flowed out of Wayne Biological Laboratory.

In addition, the Matalan people have bad intentions and want to use Du Ping to destroy our Rice Empire, but its power is only to use nails to drill through the walls of the building. How can its efficiency and speed compare with the speed of our own destruction of the United States?

How can a chisel hammer into a wall as hard as a hammer smashing into the root of the wall?

For example, Congressman Robben, whom I killed last year, actually wanted to establish "legal drug addiction centers" in various cities in New York State. The American government actually wanted to steal our Du Fan's business. Is this justified?

Oh, sorry, I digressed. I mean, he really did it, and his lethality to the United States was ten times and a hundred times greater than that of the alien Du Ping.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, I am willing to help Matalan trafficked. "

Harley was convinced and sighed: "Well, after hearing what you said, I started to hesitate whether I should run for the Congressional election next year or retire early."

"You continue to choose. The 31st century superhero army has appeared, which shows that the United States has its own blessings and can overcome this hurdle." Cobot said with a smile.

The Riddler couldn't help but said anxiously: "You two, can we put aside the small matter of 'the destruction of the United States' and continue the previous argument of 'I am really me'?"

"Give him the cane." Harley raised her chin towards Cobot, "Matalan's technology may be very strong, but it will definitely not kill me."

Cobot adjusted the power of the "cane" laser cannon to a low setting, then handed it to the Riddler and briefly taught him how to use it.

"Biubiu——" Two thumb-thick blue lights flashed, and the skin and flesh on Harley's palms were burnt, and the bones could be vaguely seen.

This is the result of revoking all her defensive feats.

"Gudong." Two small bubbles popped out of the experience jar.

"Hey, the Matalan people really didn't fool you this time. The weapons are so strong." Harley looked at her hands first, a little surprised.

"Are you okay?" Cobot asked worriedly.

——If her palm becomes useless, will she settle the score with him?

He's worried about this.

"Edward, you are who you are." Harley looked at the Riddler, as if a little Sima Guang was living in her heart - she smashed the vat full of regret, filling her chest with endless regret.

She is too stupid.

Really, so silly.

It's okay to use the Book of Dreams to summon ordinary acquaintances. It can basically guarantee that her life will not be distorted, but she should not, should not, and should not help all super criminals become immune to restarting.

These bastards should be restarted. After the restart, they become different people. Doesn’t that mean the ‘experience monsters’ are refreshed?

Harley was extremely regretful because she lost the experience of level 80 because of her poor skills - in the world before the restart, she gained the experience to upgrade her level to level 80.

While feeling remorseful, Harley also discovered the real wealth code of the DC Universe - Restart!

If the DC multiverse is restarted every two years, she doesn't need to explore the Omniverse at all. She can just stay in Quinn Manor, like an old farmer waiting to harvest crops. After every restart, she will harvest a wave of crops, gain countless experience, and infinitely improve her level. .

That picture is so beautiful!

In a blink of an eye, Harley changed from the staunchest anti-reboot fan to a reboot supporter.

She secretly vowed in her heart that this lesson would be remembered forever, and she would never stop it if the universe restarted again in the future.

Except for ordinary people and friends, other super criminals are determined not to protect them, and they will be "wild monsters refreshed".

"Why?" The Riddler was a little scared as he looked at Harley's changing expression, but the 'philosophical question' in his heart still prompted him to ask.

"My feelings haven't changed," Harley said.

"What does it feel like?"

"The feeling I had when I played games with you in Arkham." Harley said with a look of reminiscence, "Perhaps, I should go to Arkham in two days to help you strengthen your belief that 'I am still me'. "

The Riddler's eyes were frightened, his face turned pale, and his body was trembling.

"Edward, what's wrong with you? Still feel like you're illusory?" Penguin held his shoulders and asked with concern.

"No, I no longer have any doubts. This world is still this world, nothing has changed." The doubts and confusion on the Riddler's face were wiped away, and he said firmly.

She is right!

Everything can be fake, but the feeling of "playing a game" cannot be faked even by the Creator and God.

She felt it.

He feels it now too.

"The Big Devil is back." The Riddler closed his eyes, raised his chin, relaxed his body, and turned his face to the sky at a 45-degree angle. A breeze blew by, and the tips of his hair were gently fluttering on his forehead.

"What did you say?" Penguin asked in confusion as he moved his face closer.

"I feel it all coming back."

The Riddler murmured softly, his face exuding a strange look of realization.

Harley patted the Penguin on the shoulder and sighed: "If you really treat him as a friend, you should send him back next door to recuperate for two days!

When you are tired of playing outside, you have to go home. After all, home is a person's last peaceful haven. "

Penguin looked up and looked "next door" and could vaguely see the clock tower of Arkham Asylum two kilometers away.

He was somewhat moved.

The Harbinger didn't lie. Not only was the Anti-Monitor alive, but he also targeted the Earth for revenge.

On the third day of the universe's restart, a scarlet electromagnetic storm swept across the entire earth. Ninety-nine percent of electronic devices were lying dormant, and the world was horrified.

Well, for those of you who don't remember Crisis on Infinite Earths, Thriller.

The more than 20 million people who were protected by Harley and whose immunity was restored were quite calm.

"Don't panic, everyone. This kind of small scene can't trouble the people on earth, and it can't hurt us." The leader of the caravan very calmly drove the fighter jet back and forth among the red clouds to prove that this seemingly terrifying storm is really a small scene.

Well, the president of the United States flying fighter jets to meet the enemy originally only existed in Hollywood movies like "Independence Day" that flaunted American values, showed off American force, and boasted of America's identity as the savior of the world.

But even though the universe has restarted, 99% of the 'Universal Brand' equipment that Harley originally prepared for the Earth Army has disappeared, and there are still a few intelligently piloted aircraft left.

Driving them is no less difficult than riding a bicycle - as long as you don't encounter a real enemy.

With the caravan leader's personal statement, combined with yesterday's report by Lana Lang on "The Crisis on Infinite Earths and the Correction of Collective Memory," the people on Earth can finally face this "sudden and unprecedented" crisis with a relatively calm attitude.

"I, I feel evil again." In the Zhenglian Hall, the abandoned person with a purple algae head, his body became transparent and glowing, and he shouted in pain: "The evil is pulling me again, but I have not disappeared.

Because disaster is coming here, but this is the only universe left in the entire multiverse, and I have nowhere to go.

Oh my god, I'm stuck in a universe. It's cold, so cold, extremely cold. Help me! "

Almost at the same time, Alexander was suddenly enveloped in scarlet antimatter energy, and his body returned to its previous balance of "positive and negative".

Harley originally didn't want to pay attention to their "self-entertainment", but Dachao kept calling her.

When she arrived on her dog Shengzi, she happened to meet a stranger who came to recruit people: "Ghost is dying and needs help from a mage. Harry, do you want to come?"