All the superheroes I played are revived [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"Smelly... stink?" The curly hair on the top of Superman's head stood up in shock, and then fell down in an instant, his big blue eyes were about to cry.

Probably due to the shrinking body size and enlarged eyes, the lacrimal glands in the three-headed body are particularly developed, and pitiful little tears will burst out at the slightest grievance.

Clark was a little embarrassed to find this out, he could only try to hold back the tears with his eyes wide open, raised his short arm and sniffed: "Ouch——"

The lacrimal gland was suddenly attacked by the scent, and Clark's hard-fought battle line collapsed instantly. A bean-sized tear suddenly betrayed the will of the owner, and rolled down his round face.

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Clark's face flushed with embarrassment, he quickly pulled himself out of Dan's arms, clenched his fists and flew away, as if fleeing.

Dan couldn't react in time for a while, and didn't hold back the little Superman who was playing at a super level. He could only raise his hands and watch the little red cloak quickly disappear without a trace: "Ah..."

In fact, it's not very smelly... Dan, who still wanted to hug Superman, thought against his will, showing a disappointed look.

The neon little kelp ball sitting on Dan's head watched condescendingly that the red and fat cloak who dared to compete with him fled, and snorted mockingly: "Hey——"

"—Wait, feign death?!"

The biggest rival for favor is not here, and Xiao Wanghuan is planning to roll into Dan's arms to beg for a wave of kisses. As soon as the little tentacles are released, a roar from the side suddenly pierces the eardrums, making it tremble with fear. , Chiligulu fell into Dan's pocket, struggled for a long time before crawling out of the deep pocket.

John was almost snarling, and he instinctively realized that something was wrong. The curly-haired detective who was acting obediently and eye-catching in his palm: "No one explained to me?!—Sherlock K?"

Sherlock's little curly hair was blown backwards, dripping milk dripping down, as if he was stealing milk and knocked over the bottle, and was caught on the spot by the angry shit shovel officer and grabbed the black hair on the nape of his neck curly cat.He picked up his claws with a guilty conscience, and forcefully argued: "Remember what I said if? I just said...if?"

"What if?!" John laughed angrily, "Why don't you guess, after I thought you died in front of me and mourned for you for so long, if I found out that you faked your death , what would I do?"

"Oh, good doctor. I know you, you will be happy and happy to see me again in front of you - you will even be moved and excited to try to give me a big hug - uh uh uh!"

"Hug? Hug God, Sherlock!" John grabbed a brightly colored neon kelp ball, gnashed his teeth, and knocked down the curly-haired detective.

Xiao Wanghuan managed to climb up to Dan's neckline again, and was about to jump a few times to attract Dan's attention, when he was caught off guard by John and was slightly stunned.The few tentacles were still tense and ready to bounce at any time. It rolled down blankly, saw a certain hateful curly hair under its belly, and the not-so-big brain was instantly occupied by the curly hair, haha It exploded into a group of bristly hedgehogs, swearing loudly, raised its tentacles, and greeted the nasty little curly thumb!

"John, John—" Sherlock yelled as he was whipped around by the little king ring, and quickly rolled himself into a watermelon bug, "I was wrong, I was wrong—John—hey! Take that ugly thing away!"

Xiao Wanghuan: "?!"

Xiao Wanghuan: "Ha—————————————!"

Seeing that something was going wrong, Dan quickly picked up the neon small kelp ball with hissing "Ha--", rescued the curly-haired detective who was almost torn to pieces by Xiao Wanghuan, rubbed it in his hand, and put it back on the ball again. The hedgehog ball rubs back into the glutinous kelp ball and pushes it back.

Sherlock quietly poked out half of his face from the arm holding his head, peeked at it, and confirmed that the monster was no longer there, and then stretched out his body like a watermelon bug: "Oh, for God's sake— ——" The consulting detective obviously thought that without the kelp ball, John couldn't think of other ways to fix himself, and the original look of beating returned to his face, "John, you can't blame me, if I put I told you about the feigned death, you must not be able to keep this secret—”

"So you just watched me cry like a fool in front of your tombstone, I deserve to live in such pain every day, Sherlock?!" John was furious, and at this time the short military doctor had already dominated the battlefield.

Batman sat in Dan's arms, silently closed his hesitant mouth, and sniffed his nose indistinctly: "..."

The Batmask reliably and stealthily absorbs Batman's smoked tear.

No one would know that Batman had been cried by himself!

"I really hope that I can stand in front of you as before. I think if you can beat me up, you will feel much better." Sherlock relied on the fact that John would definitely not shoot at himself, who was only the size of a thumb. His face felt the same, and he stretched out his small hand to put it on John's hand, looking like I understand you and I understand you. Only John can see the flash of light in Sherlock's eyes as big as a small mung bean at this time. Si's usual cunning when trying to escape accusations, "It's a pity that I'm like this—"

"John, John." Sherlock was half-satisfied, and suddenly John grabbed the collar, and suddenly he couldn't breathe well, and his limbs kicked wildly, "John, what are you doing?"

John carried Sherlock to the notebook and put it down. With a face full of anger, he typed a line on the keyboard heavily with a two-finger Zen that could not get angry even if he was angry, pressed Enter, and posted it on the blog .

"Excuse me: If an enemy you have wanted to beat for a long time suddenly becomes the size of a thumb, how should you deal with him? Wait online, hurry up."

In an instant, the blog posted a long page reply:

"Aha! Thumb play? Love and kill play? It's too red! Strip him and let him【The following words have been blocked, users please pay attention to words】"

"If the captain of the school football team who bullied me becomes the size of a thumb...I will wear skirts for him every day! Lo skirts, cheongsams, princess dresses...and take pictures! Take a lot of pictures!"

"No!! I'm going to lock him up in a dark room every day! Make him crazy! The size of a thumb is enough for a shoebox! [Skull]"

"I remembered the experience of going to my grandfather's farm in the country... I think it's more terrifying to lock him up with a group of big white geese... Do you know what it feels like to be besieged by big white geese :)"

Of course, the good doctor ignored some suggestions that might endanger life and spirit, but there was one that John thought was still feasible: "Sherlock, I'll give you a chance to choose. Would you choose a cheongsam or a princess dress?"

Sherlock: "...I choose death."

Without speculation, John immediately took the curly cat who had done something wrong and dared to meow boldly to the corridor, ready to make a phone call to question and greet the immediate family members of the curly cat— —The fat orange cat that represents the British government.

The battlefield is finally back in Batman's grasp.

Bruce spoke in a deep voice—as if he wasn't the one who was crying just now: "Until Superman recovers, Luthor will be under my care. We will go back to Gotham, find a way to contact Zatanna, and find out about you as soon as possible. ability rules. You stay at Academy X for the time being—”

"Dan! Dan!"

John's panicked screams and panicked footsteps came from outside the door, interrupting Bruce's words, and the good doctor who had just left rushed back with something in his hands: "Sherlock fainted, just now I left the corridor and he passed out." -"

Dan suddenly leaned over worriedly, and as soon as he fixed his eyes, he saw the little curly thumb lying on John's palm tremble twice, and slowly opened his eyes.

John's voice stopped abruptly: "..." The original anxious worry instantly turned into anger, "Sherlock Holmes!"

Sherlock's thumb bounced back in an instant, wanting to survive: "I didn't lie to you. It's really in shock! I suspect it has something to do with Dan's ability." Sherlock stood up, kneeling obediently in John's palm, Trying to look up at the little face of the angry John blinking his eyes, even the curly hair on his head seemed to be trying to show a cute curve, "It may have something to do with the distance. I am leaving this room." He fell into a coma within two meters of the infirmary, and regained consciousness quickly after returning."

"Impossible. Dan once left Luthor and Superman to save people. But they are not unconscious." Batman frowned.

"What if Dan's ability involves more complex quantitative variables? Such as distance and body size? Maybe it's because my body size is much smaller than yours, so the distance I can be away from Dan is also much smaller." Sherlock speculated, "According to the size difference between us, I think Dan was not far away from Superman and Luthor at the time, and maybe it had already affected Superman and Luthor at that time, but they didn't pay attention—for example, No fatigue? Or weakened strength?"

After washing his face, Superman flew in with wet curly hair. Because of the smelly relationship, he didn't dare to get into Dan's arms this time, and landed on the hospital bed cautiously: "So Yes, yes. But Luther and I were guarding against each other at the time, and we just felt tired because of our shrinking bodies.” Superman recalled, “Later Dan was sent back by Nightwing, and Luther was fascinated by Nightwing. Dizzy, I have been paying attention to the bat side, so I didn’t pay attention to this point, but now I think about it——I was so tired at the time, but as soon as Dan came back, I was refreshed.”

"Very well, this confirms that the coma must have something to do with the distance between Dan and the life forms affected by his abilities. According to the gap between me and you, the larger the body size, the less susceptible it is to be affected. Perhaps when we fully recover, this limitation It will disappear." Sherlock analyzed objectively.

"Then master, you and Superman can't go back to Gotham with us." Alfred said thoughtfully, and soon showed a bewildered smile, "Then please leave the bath to Dan. "

Batman: "...?!"

Alfred continued to smile kindly: "After all, with your current arm length, master, I don't think you can wash your hair."

Batman: "You—"

Alfred didn't blink his eyes: "The two young masters and I have to deal with Dan's affairs. We are very busy. The two young masters are going to discuss cooperation with the Children's Theater and the Metropolitan Theater, and I have to be in the A legitimate entertainment company out of the Wayne Group."

"If you don't want Dan to help, you can choose to wash with Superman. Of course, as for Mr. Luthor-let him grow mushrooms in the cat cage." Alfreds and Lex Luthor have many The experience of assassinating Zhenglian for the first time revealed a perfect and gentle smile.

Little Batman: "...Nooop."

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Little Batman's resistance was useless.After all, he didn't want to really turn from Batman into a stinky bat.

The only right he won for himself was a single washbasin, and he didn't really soak in the same pool as Alfred said. To be honest, this challenged his personal safety distance too much.

The dormitory assigned to Dan by X College was the original four-person dormitory, with its own bathroom, but it was not very big.Dan Han Chi Han Chi moved two benches, and after sitting down with John, who was holding a small porcelain bowl soaked in Sherlock, three more washbasins were placed on the ground, and the entire bathroom was already crowded.

Before entering the bathroom, Dan thoughtfully turned on the heating and prepared three basins of hot water, and then put three customers who ordered the scrub service into the basins one by one—oh, no, it was two.

Little Batman, customer code 001, refused the scrubbing service and only ordered shampoo.It was even difficult to wait for all kinds of materials. When Dan carried Superman and Luther, who was still sleeping soundly, into the washbasin one by one, guest No. 001 dragged a pile of materials and was busy beside his blue washbasin. Zhang Luo climbed up and down, and set up a black tent.

Dan watched helplessly as the little Batman was fully dressed, with a small mouth and a small handkerchief in his hand. He lifted the tent and walked in. After a while, a chubby hand stretched out from the tent and took off the handkerchief. His little black boots came out side by side, and then his two little hands stretched out together, vigilantly pulling the curtain door tightly shut.

After a while, there was a small splashing sound from the small tent, obviously the guest No. 001 who was very privacy-conscious finally got into the bath.

The warm water soaked his tired body, which had been wrapped in armor for several days, and Batman's tight inverted V mouth softened a little bit with the naked eye.He closed his eyes and rested for half a minute, then opened them, stretched out his small hand to pick up Dan and put it on the edge of the washbasin, specially cut a small towel with scissors for his convenience, and began to rub himself bath.

Dan looked at the place where little Batman's little hand was withdrawn in a daze. The scars all over the short and fat little arm were vivid in his mind. The movements of his hands could not help but pause until John reminded him that the soap and small towels were ready It was good to put it next to him, and then I came back to my senses.

So many injuries... Dan lowered his head silently, Superman had already lifted up the towel, his eyes were shining brightly, and he opened his little hands to him.

He originally planned to wash Luther, who was still asleep, and put it back in the cat cage, and then come back to bathe Superman, but Clark felt the itching on his back, holding Dan's finger in his little hand, groaning: " Scratch it, scratch it for me!" As a result, after scratching, Dan muddleheadedly washed the little God of the World who acted like a baby and was too sweet.

Poor little Luthor has no one to talk to, soaking in the washbasin zzzZZZ blowing bubbles and falling asleep, with his butt on his back to the sky, there are still a few needle holes in his butt, Ye Yi and Tim take turns to give him It was left when the stun needle was replenished.

Dan casually glanced at little Luthor, then turned around suddenly after a while, his eyes widened, and he suddenly noticed something: "Huh??"

Looking left and right, he felt that little Luthor's head was not as bright as before.

Dan couldn't help reaching out his hand and rubbing little Luthor's head.

A thin layer of fluff covered the originally bright top of the head, with a light color, soft and fluffy, like the softest fluff of a newborn chick, and it feels amazingly fluffy.

Little Luthor's head was rubbed bit by bit, and the bubbles blown from the tip of his little nose popped. In his sleep, he instinctively rubbed his head against Dan's warm and soft palm.

"Huh?" Dan couldn't help but let out another surprise.

How fat four?Why do you have a little bald head and long hair!

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