It's hard to save the world

Yes, he nodded as if dismissing.

It didn't end like this, but Barry still blew it in his ear again worryingly, which made Carl's eyes turn red.

Seeing that Barry was about to babble for the third time, Carl quickly picked up a cookie from the plate on the table and stuffed it into Barry's mouth.

The cookie successfully blocked Barry's mouth. He had been nervous before but didn't feel it, but as soon as the cookie was eaten, Barry's hunger was awakened.

You must know that he had a fight with Superman and came to another world, and the consumption was huge.

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Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 17 bottles of demon mirrors; 10 bottles of stucky, poetry and fairy tales; 1 bottle of no clothes;

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After eating a plate of cookies, Barry touched his stomach and felt that he could eat another plate, so he looked at Alfred eagerly, his eyes full of longing.

Alfred smiled kindly, went to the kitchen and brought out another plate of cookies.

When Barry was about to eat again, a pair of hands took the cookies away from him.

Barry looked up and saw Carl holding the plate in one hand, and picked up a cookie from the plate with the other hand, and put it into his mouth.

Barry was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Carl with a strange look.

Barry: Oh my god, I didn't expect the puff pastry to turn into such a puff pastry.

Under Barry's gaze, Carl continued to eat the cookies with a calm face, exuding a kind of arrogance that you can do nothing to me.

After staring at Carl for a while, Barry turned his attention to Alfred again.

Alfred brought out a plate of cookies again, this time before the plate was placed on the table, Barry took the plate from Alfred and began to eat quickly.

By the time Barry finished another plate of cookies, Carl's was less than half eaten.

Seemingly seeing that Barry was not full, Carl put the half plate in front of Barry, then took a sip of black tea.

Barry looked at the half plate of cookies placed in front of him, and looked at Carl quite moved, completely forgetting that Carl took the plate of cookies away from him in the first place.

Bruce, who went out and made a phone call, was a little puzzled when he saw the sudden easing of the atmosphere between Barry and Carl.

Without seeing it with his own eyes, Bruce couldn't even imagine that the two of them became like this because of half a plate of cookies.

Cookies made by Alfred, scary as hell.

If you only look at them now, Bruce really believes that the two of them are very good friends.

"I'm so sorry, something happened just now." Bruce said apologetically.

"It's okay!" Barry shook his head frantically.

A Batman apologizes to him, and Barry feels overwhelmed.

Seeing Barry's head shaking into a phantom, Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly.

Carl looked at Barry who was exposed but didn't know it, and suddenly realized how much Batman in their world worried about Barry.

Karl: I'm under pressure that I shouldn't have as chairman.

In order to prevent Barry from continuing to be stupid, Carl coughed heavily, and he reminded: "Is your neck okay?"

After receiving Carl's reminder, Barry couldn't help but froze. To be honest, as a member of the Drama League, even if Barry's acting skills are at the bottom, it is not so easy to expose himself.

The current situation is really special.

He was in Wayne Manor with Superman, eating Alfred's cookies, whether it was the environment or the people around him, Barry couldn't help but relax.

And when facing Bruce, Barry would always subconsciously regard him as Batman, so...

Barry lowered his head in frustration. If Charles knew that his little criminal was stupid, he would definitely sigh again.

But it's not too late to make amends.

Barry played his most powerful performance ever, rubbing his neck and letting out a wail.

Its level of realism is no problem for him to be nominated for an Oscar. The performance at this moment can be called the pinnacle of Barry's acting skills.But those present, whether it was Bruce, Carl or Alfred, couldn't help but want to sigh.

Barry Allen, a rookie surrounded by a group of big guys: QAQ

Seriously, if only Barry came into this world without Carl, maybe Bruce's vigilance towards him would drop by at least 20%. Barry looked like a child.

Silly children are always lovable.

Barry, who has been loved for a while, has no idea that his aura of "the next generation" has been activated again.

He just rubbed his neck stiffly and persistently, as if it was really hurt.

Carl glanced at Barry, then at Bruce, and said nothing.

Bruce's enthusiastic voice broke the slightly awkward atmosphere, "How do you contact your family members, do you need my help?"

Seeing that Carl didn't intend to speak out, Barry could only bite the bullet and say, "They will find a way to contact us."

To be honest, what Barry said before and after was full of flaws, but Bruce nodded to show that he understood.

Although Barry didn't know what Bruce understood, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief seeing that the other party didn't intend to continue asking.

But after this topic ended, the atmosphere became a little subtle again. Bruce poured a cup of black tea for Barry, and then began to chat with Barry.

Because the topics Bruce chose were quite relaxed, Barry, who had been tense for a long time because of preparations, also temporarily relaxed and chatted with Bruce.

Maybe Barry himself didn't know it, but he was actually a very contagious person, and when he said the same sentence, he felt a little happy inexplicably, making people laugh.

Bruce, the retired Batman, hadn't escaped the contagion, and by the time he realized it, he was laughing.

Realizing what he had done, Bruce wondered if it was some kind of storybook magic, Barry was supposed to be the kind of elf who brought people joy, and Carl—

Bruce looked at it calmly, Carl should be a bad wizard.

After talking for a long time, it was getting dark, and after they had dinner together, Bruce suggested a movie night.

When choosing a film, Barry glanced at Carl, who had no interest in it, and then chose "The Shawshank Redemption".

Bruce glanced at Carl thoughtfully, smiled and nodded in agreement with Barry's choice. He even specially opened a bottle of red wine, and after he woke up, he poured everyone a glass.

Before a movie was finished, the atmosphere between Barry and Carl returned to its previous tension as the movie progressed.

Bruce seemed unaware of the vibe between them, raising his glass to Barry at the moment Andy escaped from prison and embraced the world outside the prison under the heavy rain: " Classics never fade."

Barry picked up his wine glass and touched Bruce's, "To freedom! Long live freedom!"

After speaking, he drank it down.

After the movie ended, Bruce greeted Barry and the others sleepily, and then left.For the two strangers who fell from the sky, Bruce gave a very high level of trust, so high that he was not Batman at all.

But after leaving Barry's sight, Bruce quickly entered the Batcave through a secret passage.

At this time, some tableware is being placed on the test bench in the Batcave.If Barry were here, he'd find out that he and Carl used these.

After entering the Batcave, Bruce asked in a language that only he and Alfred could understand: "What's the result of the inspection?"

"It's not completely over yet." Alfred handed over the completed test report to Bruce, "That Mr. Carl is not from Earth."

When he said this, the well-informed Alfred couldn't help a little wonder in his voice.

Although there have been many weird villains in Gotham, there have really been no aliens.After listening to Alfred's words, Bruce couldn't help but pause as he flipped through the report.

Then, he continued to flip through the report as if nothing had happened.If you don't look at his tensed body, it's really quite nonchalant.

Facts have proved that even a retired Batman is still very Batman.

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After Bruce left, Barry seemed to be talking to himself: "Human beings' desire for freedom is indelible."

"You think I'm the warden of that prison?" Carl sneered.

"No." Barry turned to look at Carl, "You are a prison, but people will always escape."

Carl shook his head and retorted, "I'm protecting, not imprisoning."

"Your protection is a kind of imprisonment." Barry looked at the S on Carl's chest, "Do you still hope?"

"I am." Carl didn't move