People with superpowers are not superheroes [Comprehensive + British and American]

Bruce, or Batman, with the idea that "the person in front of him probably doesn't know his identity, so he should try his best to hide it", played superb acting skills, playing the rich man who has never been a decent person.

Every movement, every question, has a sense of escape and casualness, as if it is really just doing it casually and not expecting any response from the other party.

Qi Mu... well, he watched Bruce perform with a blank face - although he was wearing a mask made out of glasses, he couldn't see the expression at all.He endured the vigorous desire to complain, and applauded the other party's wonderful performance in his heart.

If he hadn't read the comics... Well, even if he hasn't read the comics, he can use super powers to read Batman's inner thoughts...Correction, if he is just an ordinary person in this world, [-]% of them will be fooled by him past.

However, the reality is that Qi Mu not only clearly knows the fact that "Bruce Wayne is Batman", but also hears Bruce's calm analysis through mind reading skills, and the traps and traps behind every seemingly incongruous question. test.

It's so embarrassing, I really want to disappear in place.

However, at any rate, he agreed to Clark to take care of this senior superhero whom he admired a little bit. For the sake of the extra coffee jelly, Qi Mu didn't plan to run away.

So, he is mainly thinking about one thing now...

Do you want to tell Batman that you know his true identity?

Qi Mu thought for two seconds, and decided... just forget it.The embarrassment of the picture is on the one hand, on the other hand, he doesn't want Batman to pay more attention to himself,

Seeing that Qi Mu was silent and didn't answer his own questions, Bruce's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly decided to lift the quilt and get up, and then exclaimed as if he had just discovered that his clothes had been changed.

"Don't tell me you or Superman didn't do it!" He wailed exaggeratedly twice, "I don't want a big man to change my clothes!"

He intended to put his bat suit on someone's hand, but Qi Mu didn't intend to cooperate with him, so he turned his head sideways and snapped his fingers.Batman tensed up subconsciously, but some of the... conflicts he expected did not happen. Two seconds later, a chubby little robot floated in.

"Mr. Jelly!"

The little robot greeted Qi Mu with great vigor, and when Batman was secretly analyzing whether "Jelly" was his name or code name, Qi Mu pointed at him.

"Mr. Wayne's clothes."

"learn!"

The electronic eyes of the little robot lit up, and almost instantly, the ceiling of the room opened, and the little robot stretched out two small hands from the side of its "body", holding out a set of clothes.

Although it is a brand new look, from his point of view, this whole set... from shirts to suit jackets to shoes and socks, does not add up to more than one thousand dollars, which is the kind of "Bruce Wayne" that he will never have in his life. Cheap styles to wear.

But after thinking about it for a while, he didn't act disgusted in order to conform to the human design... or something like that, but stared round his eyes, looking at the little robot floating in the air by himself.

"Wow! It's such a nice machine, I've never seen it before!" As he spoke, he turned his head and asked Qi Mu, "Where are they for sale, and I'll add a few to Wayne Manor?"

From the corner of the eye, he watched the little robot float a little higher, as if... proudly puffing out his chest.

Qi Mu really wanted to end this embarrassment right away—he was the only one who felt that way: "This is where Superman is. I'm not familiar with it. You can ask him."

You don't look like you're unfamiliar.

Bruce muttered in his heart, he looked at Qi Mu openly for two seconds, and with his excellent observation skills, he found something wrong - different from his first impression, this person didn't seem to be a child, but just a simple appearance. It's just small.

"I thought you aliens landed on the earth with the appearance of Americans, or did you land in Japan or China?"

Bruce said in a joking tone, and Saiki didn't intend to respond to his temptation at all.

"Sorry, I'm a native of Earth."

"is it?"

Bruce showed disbelief in his eyes, but secretly remembered it in his heart.He judged that Qi Mu didn't know his secret identity, and he couldn't easily extract something from him—if he continued to probe, his intention might be discovered, so he offered to leave.

"... Anyway, I'm also the president of the Wayne Group, right? I'm usually very busy." Bruce, who has always been ignorant in the outside world, said this boldly, "Please tell Superman for me, I will find an opportunity to talk to Superman before. He thanked him."

After the words were finished, Bruce also played his excellent eloquence and willfully walked along the set of pajamas made of special materials.

Saiki sent the little robot to take him directly to the unmanned plane in the Fortress of Solitude (yes, although Superman himself flies faster than anything else, there are still a lot of planes, submarines, and spaceships in the Fortress of Solitude Wait, in case of emergencies), he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't say a few words to Batman at all, and he didn't even use any superpowers during the whole process, but... still felt very troublesome.

……

A few hours later, he landed at the headquarters of the Wayne Group in a superman's plane, and made a high-profile tour of the company, brushing up his presence, and then left work early, sitting in a random luxury car in the garage Back to Wayne Manor.

To be precise, the Batcave under Wayne Manor.

"The suits I replaced are just cheap suits that can be bought in any supermarket anywhere, the kind that can directly fix you from head to toe for a few hundred dollars."

Batman was sitting in front of the computer at the analysis desk, pondering: "The material of this set of pajamas... really doesn't exist on Earth."

He took out a small fragment of the cloak that fell during a Superman battle before, and added it for comparison. Sure enough, the two fabrics had certain similarities, but the piece of Superman's cloak was obviously superior, in terms of touch, breathability, Ductility is still for resistance to fire, freezing, etc.

If you want to ask him why he keeps Superman's cloak fragments...the answer is of course that he came out six or seven years ago...he is a hero, and has been investigating.

Of course, six or seven years ago, not four years as most people think, Batman knew of Superman's existence before he was "Superman".At the beginning, he was like every superhero who is secretly active. Batman didn't pay much attention to him, although his unintentional display of strength was enough to make people creepy.

It would be fine if he was simply a hero working in the dark, but since four years ago, he suddenly appeared in front of the public under the name of Superman. Batman had to label him "extremely dangerous."

Although objectively speaking, Superman has done nothing but help people, but his current popularity among the people is so great that it will make people feel panic if they think about it for a moment.If Superman with his strength and presence wanted to do something, it would be more dangerous than any super villain, too much.

Afu brought a cup of coffee to Bruce, who was focused on his work: "My lord, with all due respect, if you want to establish a friendly cooperative relationship with Mr. Superman, you shouldn't start with this kind of temptation."

Bruce picked up the hot coffee and drank it in one gulp: "Let me tell you first, I don't plan to establish any cooperative relationship with him." He pointed his fingers at the table, "Secondly... if he is really as kind as he appears If you don't, you won't care about my little temptation."

Regarding his unreasonable behavior, Ah Fu took back the coffee cup calmly: "At least in my opinion, Mr. Superman is a really good man."

"Yes, yes, he is a good man."

Bruce pushed the table very anxiously, stood up, and paced in a small area: "He is a good person now, but what about the future? The so-called superheroes would have taken huge risks if they were exposed to the public, who knows Someday, some unknown villain will come out and announce that he has controlled Superman? Even if he doesn’t, will he be stimulated to turn against human beings?” As he spoke, he said sarcastically, “Oh yes, he’s still an alien , so that’s not called anti-humanity, it’s just a simple attack on human beings—who can stop him then?”

"—I think Mr. Wayne's worries are justified."

At an altitude of several thousand meters, Clark and Saiki were floating there.

Clark Qimu said: "In fact, ever since I started using my abilities to help others, I have been worried about what Mr. Wayne said. Will I be controlled by others, will I be disappointed in humans for some reason... Will my ability pose a threat to humans? For a while, I have been thinking about this issue, but fortunately, it is no longer possible."

"Why not?"

Clark's eyes drifted over: "Probably... well, knowing that someone will always stand by my side and control me when I lose control... It feels really good."

"..."

Qi Mu was silent.

"Kidding."

Seeing that he didn't respond—it was a matter of course, Clark shook his head with a helpless smile: "It's just that I think about it occasionally, I don't intend to let you bear my own responsibilities..."

"What a joke."

Qi Mu interrupted Clark simply and rudely: "You have a ghost responsibility."

"Well?"

Clark blinked innocently.

Qi Mu ignored his malice and cuteness, and put his hands on his chest: "Listen well—you have been controlled by someone, and I can use superpowers to counter-control you, even if your brain cramps one day and suddenly plans to destroy the world... I also have the ability to wake you up. Don't think too much about it, just do what you want to do."

Clark froze for a moment, and soon showed a bright smile.

"Thank you."