The communication received by Superman was indeed a mission of the Justice League—an invasion and genocide occurred on an unknown planet not far from the solar system, and Green Lantern called a few colleagues with suitable abilities to go together deal with it.

This kind of work is quite familiar to them. The only trouble is that the gravity of that planet is three times that of the earth, and it takes a lot of physical energy to move casually, let alone fighting people.Even this group of superheroes are exhausted after a battle.

At night, they finally returned to the earth with normal gravity, and when their butt touched the soft chair of the watchtower, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Superman, who still maintains an upright sitting posture, seems to be tireless-in the case of the yellow sun, this is indeed the case, and the mere increase in gravity is really nothing to him.

In fact, after getting used to it for a while, he felt more relaxed than usual.After all, when we were on Earth... Whether it was daily life or combat, even facing an opponent like Darkseid—Superman would find it difficult not to restrain his strength, otherwise it would definitely not be him, or his opponent, who could not stand it first. But the fragile earth beneath our feet.

Facing his colleagues who didn't want to move, Superman smiled tolerantly, and floated to the kitchen to get some energy-enhancing snacks.Seeing the food, The Flash jumped up first, and took over the dozen or so layers of pizza on the plate in his left hand with full vitality—of course, Superman took it just for him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the top layer of the pizza tower had been stuffed into the mouth of the Flash. With his mouth full, he mumbled, "Thanks! Puff pastry!"

Superman smiles.

The second one to reach out was Wonder Woman. When Superman passed by her, he took a small cake and black tea from his plate. Like Superman, Martian Manhunter, who had no concept of gravity, took all the Ollies. Oh, and thank you politely.

Superman sat back in his seat and took a small biscuit casually. When he saw it, he couldn't help but think of what happened during the day...

"Can't believe I almost went to the rescue with cookie crumbs! Luckily someone reminded me just in time."

He said with lingering fear, and couldn't help imagining the smiles of the people he rescued looking at the biscuit crumbs on his face-that's not superhuman.

"Hmm." Green Lantern slumped himself on the chair as much as possible, and massaged his shoulders with the massage created by the light ring, "It's that friend of yours again?"

Since the last time Lightning discovered the secret (wrong) that Superman also has human friends, they—mainly him and the Flash—had become very interested in it, and made side attacks on Superman when they had nothing to do.Under such an offensive, Superman could not help but chat with them a few times about his friend.

Although he never gave a specific description, everyone in the alliance already had a vague impression in their minds.

Male, he shouldn't be very old—you can guess this from the occasional word "that kid" in Superman's mouth—but he must not be too young, after all, it's hard to imagine Superman talking to a boy in his early ten years on an equal footing look.In Superman's mouth, although that "friend" is usually indifferent to others, he is actually a good man with a hard mouth and a soft heart?

Such a person... shouldn't be the kind who approached Superman just to use him?At the very least, Superman shouldn't have bad memories of befriending humans.

In the hearts of his colleagues, he is ignorant of the world, and he is afraid that he will be deceived by anyone because he trusts humans too much... I don't know what they are thinking, but he just answers the question of Green Lantern.

"Well, it's him."

As he said that, his eyes lit up with a smile: "Today, I discovered an unexpected side of him. How should I put it...it's quite a surprise."

"We are very happy that you have made human friends." The princess of Paradise Island put down the teacup in her hand and said softly, "Now you feel more human."

"..." Superman laughed, not knowing what to say.

The Flash in "Busy" also raised a hand: "That's right, that's right, you weren't like this before."

"Before?"

Hearing this word, Superman smiled, with a strange nostalgia on his expression—before his teammates felt strange, he quickly returned to his usual smile.

Rectified, dignified - but without seeming to imply any personal emotion, as if he were the word "perfect" personified.

Martian Manhunter silently shrunk half of his body in the chair, threw an Oreo into his mouth, and did not speak.

……

"Qi Mu, let me tell you, today I...cough, I took a new photo of Spider-Man!" Peter on the other end of the phone chattered, "I wonder if New York is too peaceful recently, he often goes to the big The city will come here to fight for justice... It is said that Superman just left the last place he went to!"

"..."

You went to the place where Superman appeared, right?In order to make up for the regret that he didn't take a picture of Superman and Spiderman in the same frame last time, after all, the news last time - the first meeting of the two most famous heroes in New York and Metropolis - was very popular, and he always wanted to take some more pictures. There are hot photos, and you can win some right to speak for yourself with JJJ.

Qi Mu listened silently, and occasionally made some noise here to show that he was still alive - but he didn't say a word.

This is of course, after all, Qi Mu usually uses telepathy to directly transmit what he wants to say to the other party's heart, and then uses spiritual hints to eliminate the sense of disobedience, although it sounds more troublesome than speaking directly with his mouth Too much, but after more than ten years, he has long been used to it.

Therefore, he has never used all kinds of electronic products for long-distance calls-without taking off the suppressor, his telepathy is only 300 meters away. Is it necessary to take off the suppressor to make a phone call? ?Do not make jokes.Fortunately, Saiki doesn’t have many friends. The people he met in Japan were all classmates in his class. If there is anything to do, it’s enough to meet directly. He has never encountered a situation where he had to make a phone call.

Until—I don’t know if it started from being taken in by him... No, it should be more, since Qi Mu and Peter "heart-to-heart talk", Peter regarded Qi Mu as his best friend on the spot—— The word "most" may be biased, but Peter, who is a nerd, has no one to talk to in school.

In short, when he usually encounters some happy things, he would harass Qi Mu on the phone, trying to infect Qi Mu with his mood, and let this friend who is usually like a pool of water have a little more youthful vitality.

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not necessary" - Qi Mu wanted to say this to him.

As for Saiki, in response to Peter's phone call, he claimed to suffer from... "phobia of speaking to non-living objects".That's right, it is said that this is a mental illness. The specific cause of the illness is unknown. It is speculated that it may be a lack of love in childhood. I can't even speak.

Yes, that's right, it's purely a disease that Qi Mu made up in order not to talk about such trivial things as talking on the phone.

Regardless of whether this phobia, which has countless slots from its scientific name to its symptoms, is medically untenable, anyway, as long as Qi Mu said so, this disease exists.

There's no way, that's how people with superpowers cheat.

Originally thought that this would dispel Peter's enthusiasm for calling, but unexpectedly, Peter felt that he was more responsible-this disease is not a small problem, now they are still high school students, there is nothing to do every day except go to school, What about after work?

After confirming that "answering the phone" would not cause Saiki's "sickness" to flare up, the frequency of his calls became even higher.

This young man with a chatterbox attribute does not expect Qi Mu's response, anyway, he can talk to himself for a long time - if Qi Mu can say a word or two to the phone, it will be more perfect .

——What should I say, as expected of a superhero, I really worry about my life.

But today's phone call didn't last too long. Peter had just read aloud for 5 minutes by himself when he heard the sound of gunshots coming from his side.

"Oh my god! What era is this? There are still people who want to rob on the street with a gun! Doesn't he know that New York has Spider-Man?"

Peter quickly finished complaining, and then remembered the robber who wanted to rob Mr. Kent last time, the one who was knocked down by Qi Mu with a stick-at least that person was in the alley!

"Anyway, I'll hang up first!"

He hung up the phone hastily, presumably looking for a place to change his uniform again.

Saiki threw the phone aside casually, and looked towards the apartment door - outside the thin door panel, a sneaky guy had been squatting there for a while.

What, is it another villain who is unhappy in life and ready to take revenge on society?

It has been less than a month since he came to the United States, not counting the last time he solved the bomb/bomb problem and happened to meet Superman, Qi Mu has already solved such a problem no less than ten times.

People in the United States are really living in dire straits.

With a routine sigh, Qi Mu didn't plan to talk to people outside.

—if he was a little self-conscious.

Tell you, Superman is not here now, it is best not to mess with him.

will die horribly.

However, the Mr. villain outside the door obviously didn't have such a self-awareness. After working for a long time, he was finally ready and knocked on the door.

"The pipes in your house are leaking, let me come downstairs to take a look." He said gruffly.

...Did you mean the downstairs who didn't come back to the apartment once for a week on a business trip?

The villains can't do it this time.

No, it's too flattering to call the villain, so just call him Mr. "Plumber".

Qi Mu complained in his heart, and got up to send him away.

When he opened the door, there was a man dressed like a plumbing repairer outside the door. Seeing Qi Mu coming to open the door alone, he couldn't help but frowned.

[Great, it's actually an underage child, it seems that it can be done easily! ]

'You're going to die, you know that? '

Qi Mu is going to take him to the Sahara desert, and let him reflect on it there - don't mess around if you don't have enough skills, but you have to mess around... Please don't find him.

It's annoying to deal with your low-level little villains all day long.

He just stretched out his hand to pat the shoulder of Mr. "Plumber" when he heard footsteps going upstairs.

Clark appeared there, looking this way unexpectedly.

"Qimu, do you have any guests?"

"..."

Qi Mu withdrew his hand regretfully.

At this time, Mr. "Plumber" was also beating his heart... The boss asked him to catch anyone from the metropolis and go back. There are many people on the street, and most places with few people are under surveillance. It was hard to find such an old man. The old apartment, after choosing the target, one target suddenly changed to two?

Looking at Clark's size, he really felt a little weak. He gritted his teeth, took out the medicine from his pocket that he planned to have a happy night after making money, and sprayed it on the two of them.

——Clark thought that this person was an ordinary maintenance worker, but unexpectedly, he was sprayed all over his face with a strange drug as soon as he walked over.Concerned that Qi Mu was standing beside him, he didn't dodge, and tried to stand in front of him as much as possible.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Clark pretended to cough twice, and just about to "coincidentally" subdue the man, he heard the man covering his mouth and nose and making a muffled smile: "Don't try to resist, this is something I paid a lot of money for!" What a good thing... as long as you inhale a little bit, all the strength in your body will be gone, but your consciousness is still clear!"

Clark felt relieved when he heard this. He also knew this kind of medicine. It was usually used in bar fans/rapists, and it did not cause any harm to the body. At most, he would have a headache after the medicine's effects wore off. It didn't matter even if Qi Mu was hit by the trick.

But... what should he do?

After the "plumber" finished speaking, his heart was beating... Strange, it stands to reason that this medicine takes effect very quickly, especially if it is sprayed on the face, it will take effect for at most two seconds. Why do these two people react differently?

Could it be that the drug is adulterated?No, it was fine when I used it before!

He was gritting his teeth, planning to use up the last bit of stock, when Qi Mu, who heard his heartbeat, fell down without a word.

Clark subconsciously caught him, but then, he also helplessly relaxed the strength of his whole body, trying to pretend that he was just in good health, and persisted for a little longer——

Of course, I didn't forget Qi Mu who was still supporting him, and when he fell down, he put himself under the ground, and the sound of the solid movement made the villain grit his teeth.

"..."

—— Saiki who was caught off guard by the development of the situation.

No, you also cooperate like this?

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