All the superheroes I played are revived [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"How hot, how hot?" Clark had just been rubbed by Dan for a few rounds of small curly hair, and his head was full of shampoo foam. As soon as he opened his big eyes, they were stimulated by the flying foam and closed. Stretching his hand into the washbasin to paddle water, he lifted it up and rubbed his eyes, "I'm Kangkang!"

"Don't, be careful and fall again!" Dan saw Clark's little hands supporting the edge of the washbasin, looking like he was going to turn it out to see, the alarm bell in Baofu's heart immediately rang.He stopped Clark's dangerous behavior that would easily cause him to fall upside down on the toilet floor, and he simply reached out and hugged little Luthor, who was still sleeping soundly with his butt hanging out, into his arms, and lowered his body slightly to show Clark that little Luthor learned without a teacher , A round head that automatically finds the most comfortable pillow position as soon as it is picked up.

"Huh." Clark also opened his eyes wide in surprise, and couldn't help stretching out his little hand to rub little Luthor's scalp, "Long hair? Luthor?"

Little Luthor probably felt someone rubbing his head in his dream, and the little bubble hanging from the tip of his nose popped again. The little mouth was cursing, and the chubby body twisted and twisted his head hard. Tucked into Dan's arms.

Dan is completely soaked now, but his mind is not on this, but: "When Mr. Luthor usually shows up, he is...well, with a bald head, because he keeps—"

"Irradiated by kryptonite."

The small black tent on the side was removed from the inside, and Batman, who was wrapped in a small towel as a bathrobe, wore a black mask with pointed ears, stepped on little black boots, and walked over pattering on the water: " But now it's healed."

"Is it because he sleeps a lot?" Clark leaned on the edge of the washbasin and looked at little Luthor, "But the needle holes left by the stun needles on his body have not disappeared."

"Then I have to ask Mr. Kerry what he did to Mr. Luther." The curly-haired detective came from a high place with a small arrogant voice. He was holding the rim of the small porcelain bowl with both hands and was about to stand up, and looked down. Those stupid three-headed people were stunned by John with a cotton swab and fell back into the porcelain bowl, "Oh, John!"

John's expression was not good, and the cotton swab stretched out poked Dangerously at Sherlock's small body, which was only the size of a thumb: "Speak well."

Sherlock: "...Okay 0v0"

The curly-haired detective raised his hands in a timely manner, sat back in the porcelain bowl, let John scrub his body with a cotton swab, and said: "To be precise, I should ask: Mr. Kerry is for Mr. Luther. What did the head not do to his ass."

Knowing that what Sherlock asked was fine, John couldn't help poking the little curly cat with a cotton swab, and Sherlock immediately jumped into the water: "...Sorry, this sounds really weird gone."

Dan embarrassedly hugged little Luthor who didn't know why he suddenly fell asleep in his arms, and wanted to bury his whole body in Dan's thin chest muscles: "Uh, I remember, there was a time before to cover Mr. Luthor. As an identity, have I kissed his head once?"

Clark opened his eyes wide: "But today Dan also kissed my head—oh, I wasn't hurt." Clark sank down regretfully, only half of his face was exposed out of the water, boo boo boo Lu spit out a stream of bubbles.

"It's easy to verify. Kiss Mr. Luther's ass—oh! John!" Sherlock got up from the water with great difficulty, and was thrown face-down into the water again by John Zhengyi's cotton swab. "This is just a normal research method!"

Dan was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to let go of the little Luthor who was still clinging to him, but his eyes turned involuntarily to the silent little dark knight, and then fell Can't move.

Among the existing three three-headed bodies, the one who needs healing the most is not just little Luthor who has a few small needle holes in his butt, no matter how many days he will heal, but the one who is covered in scars, but refuses to treat any wounds. A scar is revealed in front of others, the patron saint of Gotham who always chooses to bear everything in silence.

Batman keenly caught Dan's eyes, staring up at the little pointy-eared head, Dan guilty and hastily avoided the eyes cast by Little Batman.He washed off the foam on the top of Superman's head three times, five times twice, and said in a relaxed manner: "Next, Mr. Batman, do you want to wash before or after Mr. Luthor?"

"After that. Alone." The little dark knight said in a low voice.

After all, there are outsiders here, and Bruce can't let others know his true face under the mask.

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Out of some small selfishness, Dan, the little shampoo apprentice, gave the Patron Saint of Gotham an extra half-minute massage service after washing his hair.

Not much more, as the little Dark Knight ruthlessly discontinues the extra service, stating that he now prefers to squat back on top of Luthor's cat cage as soon as possible, in case "something happens".

Dan withdrew the hand that was rejected by Bruce, quickly picked up the washbasin and bath towels in the bathroom, followed step by step behind the little Batman who insisted on walking back to the bed in the dormitory, trying to keep his breathing steady, so as not to be noticed by the other party. .

There are four empty beds in the dormitory, and now Dan and John have taken care of three.

As previously agreed upon, John would share the bed with Sherlock Thumb, lest the consulting detective get into any trouble at night.And Clark was invited by Dan to share a bed with Dan, because Dan seemed to sleep better when he was in his arms.As for the last bed, it was requested by the Dark Knight to accommodate Luthor's cat cage and his own.

Little Batman put the tent materials that he had just dismantled in the bathroom on his back, and climbed onto the bed vigorously holding the bed pole. As soon as he threw these things down beside Luthor's cat cage, his body was suddenly warmed by a pair of He hugged her with his big hand and raised it all the way to the owner of the hand.

Dan mustered up his courage, and immediately closed his eyes after hugging the little bat with one move, and took a deep breath to cheer himself up.

then.

The thin and dense chirps were like pieces of soft petals that fell in a hurry, but with a little timidity, they fell on the small pointed ears, short arms, and circles of the patron saint of Gotham. On the belly, the little Batman in a resisting posture was instantly surrounded.

Bruce's first stop was snuffed out in his throat by the kiss sent by Dan with his eyes closed and his expression "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid". The two kisses fell on Bruce's mouth and the tip of his nose, and he even frowned a little, as if he felt how uneven this place was, and the kiss was a bit harsh.

After a messy kiss, Dan cautiously opened his eyes.

The patron saint of Gotham had a dark face, the bath towel on his body was crumpled by his mess, the mask was also crooked, and the pointed ear on the right was drooped and pressed against his head.

Bruce: "You—"

Dan jumped up in an instant, stuffed Bruce into the temporary nest he had asked John to prepare for Bruce on the cat cage before, then slapped off the chandelier at a speed far beyond his potential, rushed back to the bed in one go, lifted the quilt, He got under the covers, and buried his head in the round belly of the little Superman, who was already in a drowsy sleep.

Clark was so squeezed that he "squeaked", and he still didn't forget to stretch out his little hand, patting it on Dan's forehead while he was half asleep and half awake, and coaxed, "Well, sleep, sleep, I'm here."

so cute.

Everyone is so cute.Dan held Clark's little hands, his face was so red that it was about to explode, but fortunately, no one could see it.

The warm furry feeling in his heart tickled Dan's little heart. He buried himself on Clark's round belly, thought for a while, then raised his head and gave Clark's little curly hair a light kiss.

Clark put his small hands on Dan's chin, coaxing vaguely: "Oh, I'm here. I'm here." Then Baji also poked Dan's chin with his small mouth.

Dan: "...!"

It's really good, good... Dan's ears are hot, and he thinks in his heart, suddenly there is a power that he hasn't had for a long time, breaking through the depression that has settled in his heart due to years of frustration, full of vitality and vitality. Agitation is entrenched in my heart.

Everyone is so nice, I must hurry up and work hard to get everyone back to normal, so that Clark can go home to see his family, let Batman return to Gotham and reunite with everyone in the Batcave, and let more Superheroes return……

Dan thought vaguely, and fell into a sweet dream with his face buried in Clark's round belly.

Early the next morning.Dan was awakened by a knock on the door.

John, who was sleeping on the opposite bed, sat up from the bed in shock. He was dazed at first, and then his memory came back. The next second he looked at the pillow in a panic - he didn't see the figure with the big thumb.

John jumped off the bed in an instant: "Sherlock!"

Because of his small size and poor sleeping posture, Sherlock, who fell asleep and rolled into the folds of John's pajamas, was almost flattened to the ground by John's blow, turning into a thumb curly cat pie: "Oh! Moved John!"

Sherlock narrowly grabbed a lock of John's hair and hung it by John's ear.

John hurriedly took Sherlock down, looked him up and down, he was relieved, and thought of going to open the door.

Several three heads woke up one after another, and even Luther yawned and woke up sleepily.Batman squatting on the cat cage glanced at Luther, but did not shoot the fourth stun needle.

Walking in was the very sexy Ye Yi, who was wearing a black and blue tight uniform, with a thin waist and broad shoulders—especially the very sexy Ye Yi who outlined her hips: "Zatana didn't reply, it seems that something is wrong. I'll go to When I was looking for her, I only saw a note left by her."

Nightwing handed the note to Batman, and his eyes fell on Luther who was awake.

Little Luthor, who had already been stunned three times, jumped up vigilantly and jumped to the corner of the cage farthest from Yeyi.

Ye Yi shrugged and looked away. Since Bat didn't make a move, there was no need for him to do it.

"Shemu... what is it?" The little dark knight's mask frowned with a small protrusion.

Ye Yi said: "I don't know, but since Zatana will leave a note and disappear, it is likely that the matter is urgent, and the battle has already been carried out first. I searched in her study and saw a message about Shemu on the desk. The expression is said to be a living body whose body seems to be made of wood, and has an extremely powerful ability to absorb and merge the same kind."

"I took a look at the schematic diagram, and it probably means that if Shemu finds that his side is not strong enough to match his opponent during the battle, he can merge into two through root connection, or even merge more compatriots into one to form a stronger king."

"And the most annoying thing is that the king generated after the merger has the ability to assimilate other life forms. If the opponent who fights with the king is not careful, it is easy to be infected by the opponent and become a Shemu, and finally absorbed by the king."

"How to prevent being infected?" Batman asked in a deep voice.

Ye Yi said: "Don't get hurt. Any wound will become a pathway for infection. I think we don't have much time to prepare—"

"It's really not much! We need to restore Superman as soon as possible." Hank's voice came hurriedly from outside the door, "I received a communication, signed by Zatanna, she said that she is now working hard to resist the invasion of Shemu, probably still We can fight for about three days."

Ye Yi said: "Me and Jason—"

Hank shook his head, and handed the small note he received that inexplicably appeared in front of the desk to Ye Yi: "It said that only Superman's power is enough to completely defeat it."

However, the meringue with three heads and body is definitely not acceptable now, it must be a superman with a full body——

But if it's Superman in full size, it's up to Dan.

Dan was sitting on the bed with little Clark in his arms. Seeing everyone's gazes, just as timid thoughts habitually popped up in his heart, he was firmly and forcefully dispersed by the power that had been filling his heart since last night. up.

He straightened his back, which he hadn't straightened for a long time except when he was on stage, and said with certainty, "It's ok. Three days, it's ok."

"But before that—" Dan pursed his lips and whispered to Clark, "I need to get to know you better."

"Can you walk me through the places you walked when you were growing up?" Dan whispered, "I think you will recover soon, don't worry about whether it will disappear, so maybe-you will want to go back sooner." Let's take a look at home?"

Dan remembered that Clark had mentioned to himself that he had been raised by a Kansas farm couple.

He used to run recklessly in the golden wheat fields; he used to gently caress the docile cows grazing on the farm with his hands that could move mountains; he also once hugged and exchanged kisses with his loved one there.

Dan also remembers the day when Superman fell, the white flowers that covered the long streets of the metropolis overnight; the heavy black coffin with the S logo on the shoulders of the numb and pale pallbearers; Luthor's daily silent worship.

That's what Dan wanted to do—

I want to—go and have a look, to see that gentle, inclusive, and vast golden farm that raised the gods on earth.

I want to-send the god of the world home.