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"grandmother."

The man in the trench coat cursed in his heart, but for the sake of the lucrative business, he still yelled out with a twisted face.

"How many? What's the potential?" Grandma asked directly.

"Two C-class, four B-class, one A-class, and one suspected S-class."

Grandma's eyes lit up, she pushed the two puppies away, leaned forward, and said with a smile, "Are you sure, S level?"

"Not sure, it's suspected to be S-level. It's not that we don't want to test it more accurately, it's just that our abilities are limited. Our gang leader is only an A-level superpower.

He said that the little girl had more potential than him.

If you have any doubts, you can check it yourself. "The man in the trench coat explained.

"Were they all brought to Cleveland?" Grandma asked.

"Well, here we are, Old Kirk Motel at Greyhound Bus Terminal No. 7. Old Kirk is helping to guard them." The man in the trench coat said.

Grandma waved her hand proudly, "This is the first transaction. I appreciate your honesty and magnanimity. Regardless of whether the child is S-level or not, the price will be calculated according to the price of an S-level superpower.

Because she is a girl, I double it and count it as two S-levels! "

The man in the trench coat was ecstatic and bowed quickly, "Thank you, grandma. We will try our best to find better children for you in the future."

Grandma summoned a big black guy and told him to go to the Old Kirk Motel to pick him up. Then she looked at the man in the trench coat and said, "The price has been agreed upon. Do you want a U.S. knife or gold? Alien coins? Ordnance, alien weapons." , magic item"

She looked around, took out a tablet from the gap in the armrest of the sofa, opened a list, and handed it to the man in the trench coat, "You can see for yourself and choose whatever you want."

"It's really alien currency, alien weapons, and even small spaceships."

The hands of the man in the windbreaker holding the tablet were shaking.

Not just excitement.

The other party can bring out alien currency and alien weapons, and let him choose at will.

So, who is ‘Grandma’?

Well, this old woman looks like a Russian aunt who has been training in "the best fighting arena in the world" for 50 years.

Probably an Earthling.

Maybe he's hooked up with an alien? An alien mage?

This is not surprising either.

During Crisis on Infinite Earths, they even imported alien Du Ping into the hands of Tamaran officers!

While the man in the trench coat was selecting products, grandma lit a cigar, took a comfortable breath, and asked, "You didn't make a big fuss, did you?"

"Grandma, are you still worried about trouble?" The man in the windbreaker raised his head and asked in surprise.

"Of course I'm not afraid of other places, but you are from Gotham." Grandma blew out a smoke ring and said calmly.

"Gotham? Oh, you're afraid of the Galactic Admiral?"

"I'm not afraid of her, I'm just afraid of getting into trouble. After all, I'm a businessman, and businessmen are most afraid of trouble." Grandma said.

"Don't worry, we are not only afraid of trouble, we are also scared to death of the Galaxy Admiral." The man in the trench coat patted his chest and vowed: "It's true that I am from Gotham, but those children with super powers are all from Gotham. outside.

We, the Crocodile Gang, control 20% of the smuggling business in Gotham's sewers. We smuggle not only mobile phones, tablets, pills and luxury goods in Paradise Mountain, but also a population that will never depreciate or become obsolete.

After learning that your 'Dark Club' purchased unlimited amounts of children with special abilities at high prices, we stepped up our selection of 'goods'. "

"It turns out you're not from Gotham." Grandma suddenly realized.

"Gotham is now——" After a pause, the man in the trench coat sighed: "Gotham has almost eliminated the trafficking of local people in the past few years. When Admiral Galaxy was still the mayor, he moved all church orphanages and government youth care centers , all included in the 'Minor Protection System'.

Each child has a complete growth profile.

Information such as DNA, fingerprints, photos, etc. are all included in Puppy Technology’s ‘intelligent database’.

I heard that it is managed by super AI and has a watchdog system installed.

No one can tamper with the information or falsify it.

The "Child Growth File" is not completed in one issue. It will track each child until the fourth year of adulthood.

Archive content is updated at least twice a year.

If the child disappears and cannot undergo physical examination, face recognition, or voice recording, GCPD will come to the door. "

"Is it different now than a few years ago?" Grandma asked curiously.

The man in the trench coat nodded lightly, "As long as you don't add the orphans to the 'minor protection system', no growth files will be created."

"There is such a big loophole. Harley Quinn sometimes makes miscalculations." Grandma laughed happily.

"No matter how good the policy is, it still needs people to implement it. However, the operation is too complicated, the cost has increased greatly, and there is not enough profit to drive it, and no one will do it." The man in the windbreaker said.

"Are the benefits big enough now?" Grandma asked with a smile.

"Enough, enough, you are very generous." The man in the trench coat nodded repeatedly, and then asked curiously: "You double the price of the girl. Is this a special case today, or has this always been the case?"

"Any girl with S-level qualifications will get double the amount."

"Are there any requirements for appearance and figure?" the man in the trench coat asked.

"No, just a girl. In fact, it doesn't matter whether she has superpowers or not. If she is smart enough and has excellent martial arts talent, she can be trained as Harley Quinn."

The man in the trench coat had doubts in his heart. Regardless of his appearance and figure, he was obviously not a slave to be trained to entertain guests.

But girls are more expensive than boys, and it's not like training soldiers simply.

really weird.

When the man in the trench coat was led to the warehouse to pick up the goods, several children from the motel also picked him up.

Grandma gathered the children in the warehouse, waved away the younger brothers, and said with a smile: "Welcome to the 'Grandma Kindness Orphanage', now grandma will take you home."

"BOOOM!"

White light flashed, and grandma and a group of children disappeared into the warehouse and into the earth.

"Ah ah ah -" some children cried, their voices stretched infinitely in the sonic boom channel, becoming high-pitched and distorted.

"BOOOM!" There was also an explosive sonic boom when it landed, and strong spatial fluctuations could be felt for several kilometers.

"Whoosh-" The sound of the sonic boom was loud but short-lived, followed by the howling of the cold wind.

The children's eyes widened, their heads shrank, and they looked at the new world in front of them in horror: there was no sun, moon, or stars, and the sky was only red by the firelight, and otherwise it was all black.

The cold in the air is heavier than in North American winters.

The buildings seemed to be forged from black iron and the roads were made of rocks, more shabby and dirty than Cleveland.

Many of the people nearby didn't even look like individuals. They looked more vicious than the prisoners in Gotham's Blackgate Prison. Their eyes and faces were full of undisguised ruthlessness, treachery, greed, and the pain of torture.

"Is this hell?" an older child asked in horror.

"No, No, No" the tall and burly grandma waved her hands with a smile on her face, "This is an orphanage. Grandma saved you from the hands of human traffickers and slave owners.

From today on, you are all grandma’s good boys and good warriors of Darkseid! "

In fact, the kind grandma really didn't lie.

If the children know the words of Apokolips, they can recognize the row of large characters on the wall as: Kindness Grandma Orphanage.

It's just that the orphanage on Apokolips is as unreliable as the "outstanding talents" on Apokolips and cannot be judged by the values ​​​​of people on earth.

"Ah, Darkseid, I understand, we are on Apokolips!"

The kind grandmother abducted the children in order to train elite warriors. One of the selection criteria was that they were not stupid. These smart children had gone online and watched videos and immediately understood their situation.

Some people were crying, some were shouting "Tearman" and "Bateman", but most of them were terrified and silent.

The kind grandmother still had a smile on her face. She picked up each child one by one and inspected them carefully. High-quality girls and ordinary girls and boys were divided into two groups.

“Girls, you are the luckiest people, from now on, you will join the Nemesis Reserve Team.

Nemesis is a true deity, possessing the power to conquer the universe, power over all living beings, and endless lifespan.

Become the goddess of revenge, and your past bleak and miserable life will become a dream that can be forgotten, and the supreme glory will pave your way forward. "

"Same as Admiral Galactic?"

An eleven or twelve-year-old black girl with bright eyes asked eagerly.

The kind grandmother was very satisfied with her expression and nodded: "I can be stronger than her."

Her last Nemesis captain, Big Barda, had publicly defeated Witch Harley in the Cosmic King of Fighters Tournament.

Not to mention, after hearing this, the selected girls really looked expectant.

Grandma was very responsible and personally introduced them to the rules of the orphanage. She also took them to have a meal, arranged dormitories, and led them to do a basic exercise for seven or eight hours. She did not show any impatience. with the emotion of disgust.

In fact, like these children, Grandma Xiang also grew up in the Apokolips Orphanage and grew from an orphan to a powerful new god.

"Lord, I have brought back a batch of good seedlings from the earth. Is there anything you need?"

After settling the "Earth Orphan", the kind grandmother immediately came to Desaad's experimental area.

DeSaad is Darkseid's scientific advisor, and like Heavenly Father, Darkseid studies the Anti-Life Equation with the help of his scientific advisor.

"Apocalypse doesn't raise useless trash. There will be a selection competition tomorrow, and the eliminated people will be sent over to me for experiments." Darkseid said calmly.

At this time, he was somewhat similar to Constantine: dense red lines appeared on the surface of his skin, like laser red lines cutting into his flesh.

Obviously, unlike Heavenly Father who loaded the life equation into the weapon, Darkseid chose to merge with it.

But he was not in good condition at this time.

In the past, just standing there would remind people of Mount Everest made of iron.

At this time, his skin was still like a cracked rock, but it turned from iron stone to mud. He was sitting on a huge recliner, feeling weak and mentally weak.

However, his eyes, which were like burning furnaces, were brighter and more terrifying than before.

Just looking at each other, the kind grandmother shook her head.

She felt like her soul was going to be ignited by those eyes.

"Lord, I also heard a piece of news on Earth. It is said that Heavenly Father plans to use Earth as a battlefield and ambush you when you invade Earth.

Additionally, your son Orion, who appears to represent the will of his Heavenly Father, is at war with Earth's heroes and may even have joined the Justice League. "

"I see."

Darkseid's reaction was very bland, leaving the kind grandmother scratching her head.

"How should we respond?" she asked tentatively.