I'm an emotionless superhero

Bring people back to the present world-even if Thor himself is a god, it has to be said that this plan is too bold.

Son of Steel, this name is useful in the mortal world, but in hell, it is useless at all.

Then Connor laughed.

Thor knew that kind of smile. It was the expression that Connor and Tony would make every time they quarreled. It was mischievous and beseeching, and even a little coquettish.

"So are you going to tell me how to make a deal with the devil? But I really have no interest in making a deal with the devil." Connor rested his chin with one hand, "All the fairy tales tell me, make a deal with the devil People will be deceived by the devil after all. But are you trying to say that making a deal with Lucifer is different?"

"Well well well. It's good that you don't have this plan. I don't want my hell to be turned upside down by your father one day because of your stupid things."

"Your words make me feel like a mischievous and ignorant child who will let my father clean up the mess in the end."

"All human children are like this. Although you are a child of steel, after staying on the earth for a long time, you will also be contaminated with human vices. Just like your father, he never claimed to be God, but there are still so many people Treat him as God—no, God is not as miserable as him. At least, human beings still have a little bit of awe of God, thinking that if they can’t do good deeds, they can’t go to heaven. However, your father’s indiscriminate rescue, on the contrary It is to make them feel that this is what they should. The stupidity and inertia of human beings are so bad that even your father has been brainwashed."

Having said that, Lucifer paused for a moment, and added: "Two fathers."

Connor felt that Lucifer was quite rigorous, so he didn't bring Professor X with him.

He wanted to say something, but Lucifer, who had a strong desire to express himself, pressed his palm down.

How should I describe it... a taste of a drama queen.

"As for you, believe it or not, no one will appreciate you even if you bring the soul that belongs to hell back to the present world. They will even tell you that the living should not disturb the dead soul. Then there will be someone in your own home After the other person dies, they go to ask you, or go to ask how the person you rescued came back to life."

Connor:  …

Really don't say...

He didn't doubt at all—although he hadn't thought about bringing the soul from hell back to the present world, so whether his own father would overthrow hell for him—oh, no.

Connor first denied this result in his mind.

His father's moral value is too high, if it is true... that he caused the trouble himself, his father would just sigh and pass away at most.

This may be the difference between Kryptonian and human education.

There is no "he is still a child" in Kryptonian education, and he has to bear the responsibility for what he does-maybe this is the fundamental reason why Krypton is so advanced to the earth.

But he didn't doubt Lucifer's part "No one will thank you for bringing the soul that belongs to hell back to the present world".

They will also force you to disturb the peace of the world.

As for the part of "I will press you when other people are dead"... To be honest, he always felt that even if he didn't do it, someone would press him.

So Connor said sternly: "Impossible, I can never bring the souls from hell back to this world."

"Actually, it's not entirely impossible."

Lucifer smiled playfully, and added to Thor's killing gaze: "You already know that the devil will want a higher price, but the so-called higher price is judged by the devil himself, maybe for you, The 'higher price' is nothing in their eyes."

"I think it's a paradox."

Connor stood up, raising his hands on the same level.

"Scale."

He said.

"One side is me, the other side is the devil."

He lifts his hands up.

"Never exist while down."

He put his hands down. "Like, suppose, I don't care about money, and the demons don't want my money. It's not going to do them any good. Unless, of course..."

He pointed at himself: "The devil wants my body. I'll figure it out, and this body is worthy of the devil's attention."

"I thought you would say soul." Lucifer raised his eyebrows, "The devil still likes the soul the most, and your fairy tale books are right. The son of steel is actually the most proud of his steel body, rather than a pure soul."

Connor subconsciously glanced at Thor, and then looked away—well, fortunately, Thor came out with him, if it was another person, he would definitely be able to hear what Lucifer was expressing cryptically.

soul……

Ah.

As if he cared.

Superheroes cannot judge, and neither can the law.

Well... let them judge for themselves.

Or, let the super villain judge.

Human beings always expect too much from superheroes, but don't care much about supervillains.

How boring.

In fact, the most interesting thing is that Connor asked the watchtower to simulate: If it is not Magneto who kills the clown, but some other superhero, how will the public react?The price is the result of the simulation, and it is reasonable when it is unexpected.

The most dangerous thing is Superman, if Superman kills the Joker.Then what followed was everyone's targeting of Superman.

Maybe Superman will lose his self-confidence as a superhero because of this, or Superman will collapse from then on and become the boy in the cornfield who is afraid of his superpowers again.

He simulated so many superheroes and supervillains, but he never expected that Magneto would be the best possibility in the end.

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For the former Robin Jessica, it was not difficult to create a "language" that belonged to Hannibal and her.

However, she didn't expect that Hannibal would disappear before her - when she heard the dog barking, she knew that someone had escaped over the wall, and there was nothing better than disappearing at this time.

Then she slipped into the boys' dormitory, Hannibal was gone.

Jessica: ...

All right, thank you for helping me divert the pursuers.

At that time, just a few years after the end of World War II, there were many refugees from various countries, and it couldn't be easier for her to forge an identity certificate.

And who would doubt that a little girl just coming of age, or a little girl shivering through the war, could think of forging her own identification?

She thought about going back to Gotham, but as far as she was concerned, Gotham had no one to worry about.And at this point in time, even if she went back, Gotham was meaningless to her.

So she came to Paris.

"If one day I am free, I will walk aimlessly on the streets of Paris."

She remembered what she said to Connor and Dick back then—it was just a joke, she was not Connor Stark, nor Connor Quinn, even if she went to Paris aimlessly, she had to wait until she grew up. adult.

In the end, I didn't expect to be able to walk aimlessly on the streets of Paris at another time.

Then she ran out of money to eat.

To be honest, she hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

She got a job, but in the 50's it wasn't easy for a girl to find a job that made money, so she just picked up what she was doing - not stealing tires in Gotham crime alley Old business.

She went off to be a detective akin to a bounty hunter.

Seriously, she's never been the analytical one in the family, but she's pretty good compared to the 50's.

Actually how to describe it...

Jessica, who easily chopped off the criminal's head in front of her, grabbed the other's head and fell into deep thought—to be honest, she suspected that Batman would definitely show "Batman's disapproving eyes" if he knew that he was making money by selling his life, and then beat himself to death.

Batman always insists that they should obey the law.

But... Seriously, what was the day Batman didn't break the law?To put it mildly - when Dick was accumulating charges of Batman's intentional injury, deliberate imprisonment, intimidation, etc., Connor, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "He parked indiscriminately and ignored ticket."

For a moment, the entire mountain of justice fell into silence.

Ok.

Jessica looked at the fallen corpse in front of her, and the blood that flowed out had already begun to turn dark.

Subconsciously, she grasped the hair in her hand—a head was still lifted under the hair—and felt a bit of a headache.

In fact, she herself doesn't know whether she can go home in her current situation. Maybe Batman will teach her a lesson when she goes home...but that also has to wait until she goes home.

Jessica thought to herself—in fact, she didn't know why she was impulsive. She admitted that she knew that such a day would come from the beginning of her career as a bounty hunter, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

At the beginning, she just masked the criminals to the police/police/station, then got the bounty, and then disappeared-she believed that Bruce would do the same if he was reduced to this level.

But today is different.

She put away the long knife in her hand—seriously, she has never been good at using a knife, and she has to change two/guns later, anyway, Batman, who never used a gun, can't control himself now.

The difference is that the other party is a student, a student who abused/killed his classmate.

She has seen corpses, and maybe the way those b/i/t/c/h insulted girls has not changed over the years-words, assault/offence, and a few insulting words engraved on the body.

In fact, Jessica finds it quite boring-she has never been able to understand the logic of those b/i/t/c/h, but these people,