Time Miko

Clark stared wide-eyed at the dense jungle in front of him. He vaguely remembered that Antana just patted his head with his hand, although he remembered that the distance between him and Antana should not be enough. So that Antana's arm could reach him.

Oh forget it, it's really boring to wonder whether a person with unknown space ability can meet him from that distance.

But Clark seems to remember that Antana vaguely said "very dangerous"

Danger?

Clark looked at the dense jungle uncertainly, even if he used super vision to peek, he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Clark isn't sure if his super vision and ability to fly are his own powers or if it's Bruce's dream here.

He took a deep breath, and tentatively exhaled the frozen breath, there seemed to be no difference.

"Very well, the super powers are still there, so where can I find Bruce now?"

Looking at the endless black forest, Clark fell into a contradiction.

Broadly speaking, these are all Bruce, but he has to find a key Bruce to drag Bruce's consciousness back to the shallow level.

He asked Jon, and Jon's opinion was that although the whole consciousness can be counted as Bruce, Bruce's core should still appear in the form of Bruce, just like he appears in other people's consciousness is Martian Manhunter look, and there's no way Superman would turn into some other mess and appear in Bruce's dreams.

"In other words, I have to find Bruce in a group of 'Bruce'"

It's an awkward statement, but strictly speaking it is exactly like this... But how can we find the key "Bruce" in this endless primeval black forest?

After thinking about it for a long time, Clark decided to land first. After all, flying in the air is not an option.

He chose a landing point at random, and after he entered this dense jungle where even sunlight could not penetrate, he realized that it was not as dark and terrifying as it looked.

Although no sunlight penetrated, there was a soft light everywhere in the dense forest...from the vines hanging down from the huge treetops, from the flowers that sprouted from the feet of the giant trees, from the leaves of the giant crowns, from the huge trunks On.. even. there are many fireflies, little things like glowing butterflies flying around.

Along the path under his feet, Clark walked and admired the beautiful scenery.

The dim light didn't affect his vision. It's not known whether it was because of his super vision or because it was just a dream.

The small road led him to a small river, and the silver starry river flowed quietly through the dense forest.

Looking at the dreamy scene in front of him, Clark didn't think about whether the picture was imagined by Bruce or him.

It's hard to imagine a man so intellectually supreme that he's often dismissed as emotionless could have such dreamy visions.

"Hmph, it looks like him, doesn't it?"

The dark and dense jungle looks so scary from the outside, but it's so beautiful when you're inside.

Just like Bruce's impression, there is a gentle heart hidden under the terrifying appearance.

He is so careful and always takes care of everything before you even know it.

Just like the path paved with leaves under the feet, it carefully guides the intruders in this seemingly chaotic dense forest.

Without the slightest hesitation, Clark walked along the path paved with leaves. For no reason, he believed that along this path he would definitely find the "Bruce" he was looking for.

Superman's intuition is always weirdly correct, and Batman has complained about it so many times.

So when Clark came to a withered jungle area, he knew that the person he was looking for was here.