[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

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"Son, can you hear me?"

"God, you're bleeding!"

"Is it the police? There's a boy, he's hurt... We're on the corner of Orville Street..."

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Just like the sun shining on the turquoise ice lake, injecting life into the lifeless lake water, the light in those green eyes lit up little by little.

Then the lake became choppy.

And some are overwhelmed.

Jason: [Where the hell am I... Who was talking just now? 】

He didn't know why he was inexplicably irritable,

He looked down at himself. There were large bloodstains on the brown jacket, but there was no pain. He could preliminarily judge that the bloodstains were not his own. In front of him, there was a well-dressed lady tapping her toes worriedly and irritably. floor, glancing at himself now and then.

[I suggest you leave here immediately. 】

Jason froze for a moment: [Who are you? 】

【I am in your mind, I can explain it to you slowly later, but you will be in the game in 5 minutes. 】

Jason frowned. He propped his hands on the ground, but a tingling pain came from his knuckles, and he realized that his entire hand was bruised and purple, and the skin on the joints was worn away. .

No wonder I have to run, Jason thought, being seen by the police is not going to get into the police.

He waved at the anxious man carelessly: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I still have an appointment—"

He turned over and got up, subconsciously ran towards the shadow, and deliberately ran to find the narrow and crooked street, 【Are you still there?That unknown well-wisher? 】

[You can call me a system. 】

【…】

Jason curled his lips. Although he couldn't think of anything, he always felt like he had an extra protagonist in a novel. If so, he should be able to meet another protagonist in the world soon.

System: [... I can know what you're thinking. By the way, I always think you shouldn't read so many messy novels. 】

Jason: [Then tell me first, why do I have no memory at all now? 】

System: [...Life is a never-ending train, but you jumped off at a stop along the way. 】

Jason:? ? ? ? ?

...what the hell are you talking about.

But the most urgent thing is not to figure out who he is. Jason didn't stop on his feet. He sneaked to the house facing the street and flipped into the courtyard deftly. change of clothes.

He acted like a cat with pads on his feet, and in the blink of an eye he climbed from the drain pipe outside the house to the second floor.

He reached out and pressed the window.

creak-

Jason: [The heart is really big. 】

System: [Then remember to lock it when you leave. 】

Books are scattered everywhere, some wild-looking posters of rock singers are randomly pasted on the wall, an unfinished model of the Death Star is carefully displayed on the empty bookshelf, and it is thrown all over the floor. Dirty clothes, Jason pushed aside the things piled up on the closet door with some disgust. To be reasonable, there are so many things piled up in front of the closet door, are you serious?

He violently opened the cabinet door.

A red-based tights with black plaid prints fell out.

Oh hoo.

He stared at the tights with a blank face, and the system fell into silence, and everyone was silent for a few seconds.

Jason picked up the tights and shook: [Intuition tells me that this is a trouble. 】

System: [What's wrong with your luck... This is Spider-Man's house. 】

As soon as the words fell, Jason quickly threw it into the closet as if the tights were hot, and then pulled out a sweater and a pair of jeans, tucked them in a ball under his arm, turned around and pushed the window and jumped out. □, a set of movements flowing smoothly——

A red head looked at him, and the next second, he saw the big white eyes on the red head narrowed.

The red-headed voice was quite brisk: "Hey! The owner of this house has no money at all, I believe you returned empty-handed..."

Jason smiled at him: "Spider-Man?"

He slapped the red head with a slap and jumped upwards. At this time, Spider-Man just launched the spider web, and Jason twisted his waist vigorously before landing, using a Rolling back to lose power, this action just allowed him to avoid Spider-Man's spider web.

He subconsciously reached out to the pocket of his jacket, where there was a small hard object, he pinched it out with two fingers, without even looking, he knew it was smoke/bomb.

When he was about to cross the road, he threw the smoke/bomb backwards.

……

He found an apartment building, walked up a few floors, and stood in front of the window in the corridor.

Jason took a puff of cigarette: [What are the trains you mentioned earlier? 】

System: [...You are resurrected. 】

Jason raised his eyebrows, he found that he was very calm about the supernatural talk of resurrection.

The system's voice paused for a moment: [I have been with you since you were born, but you died once, and I was affected by this and almost died. Fortunately, the restart was successful before. 】

With the system's concise explanation, he roughly understood what the system was like.

This is a face-based card draw system.

The system comes with a few useless skills. In addition, you can draw a card every 24 hours. After the draw, the previous card will be automatically invalidated. The ability of the card is random, and whether it is useful or not depends entirely on luck.

In addition, when he focuses on a certain person, he can click on that person's character card.

He glanced at the skills that came with the system again, a series of gray, only one option was lit.

[Make him happy. 】

Jason: [You are such a waste, there is only one skill that can be used. 】

The system is very unhappy: [I spent more than ten years lighting up all the skills, who knew that you died suddenly, it would be nice to have one left. 】

Jason ignored the system and stared at these words carefully for a while: [Can I use this skill on myself? 】

After all, this day is a bit troublesome. He doesn't know why he is sitting on the side of the street in tatters, like a stray dog ​​that no one wants, and then he is chased by Spider-Man for a long time. A little tired.

The system gave an affirmative answer: [Yes. 】

joy.

A strange joy rose from the bottom of his heart, and his sluggish spirit suddenly lifted, and his fatigue was swept away. It was a warm, soft happiness, like a fire suddenly appeared in the middle of a snowstorm. , the whole person is extremely comfortable.

This is a bit of a bug, Jason thought, he thinks he can use this skill, and being a psychiatrist seems like a good choice...

No.

He found that he had an inexplicable resistance to psychiatrists, and even with the blessing of the [Make Him Happy] skill, he still felt a little unhappy.

He sighed, changed into the clothes he had spent a lot of time stealing, and groped through the old clothes listlessly. He found that apart from a communicator that looked very technological, there were a few smoke/bombs hidden in the dark. In the pocket, there is nothing else.

And after the intense chase, he was already feeling hungry.

Jason leaned back: [Tong, do I have any inheritance before I die? 】

System: [This is very complicated. 】

System: [Theoretically, you now belong to an organization called the Assassin's League, and your identity is the property of this organization. 】

Jason trembled: 【It doesn't sound very healthy. 】

The system agrees: [It's quite unhealthy, but your current nominal master is just a child. 】

Is it such a big game... Jason suddenly felt respect for his past self, but he felt that the system was trying to trick him, because he could be sure that even if he lost all his bottom lines, he would not do anything that was not good for his children.

The system's voice was a bit subtle: [Your master is different from ordinary children...but he probably wants to kill you now. 】

At this moment, the communicator started flashing red just right as if it knew the conversation between the system and Jason. Jason hesitated for a few seconds and connected the communication.

"Come back now."

Ah... At this sound, Jason began to picture a domineering stinky brat, his fist was a little itchy.

"You are?" he asked tentatively.

The breath over there stopped for a moment, and the kid sounded incredible, "Can you talk?"

Jason rolled his eyes secretly, "If it wasn't a ghost talking to you, it should be me."

The child's voice suddenly became annoyed, "I order you to come back immediately, I don't remember me having such great freedom for you."

Jason hung up the communication directly, and turned it off completely in annoyance. After the system made him happy, he became bored again.

Not just boredom.

Inexplicably, he grabbed the comm, slammed it viciously against the wall, and watched with satisfaction as it shattered into pieces.

System: [Calm down, this is a side effect of your resurrection. 】

Jason fumbled for another cigarette and lit it, but he didn't smoke it, just held it between his fingertips, staring intently at the thin white smoke rising.

Jason thought for a while: [Is there something wrong with that kid? 】

Otherwise, why is it like taking gunpowder.

The system is a bit stuck: [Uh... can't blame him. 】

Jason threw away the cigarette in his hand, and crushed the cigarette butt with the sole of his boot: [Why? 】

System: [Thalia has attacked you. 】

Thalia, me and Thalia?

Jason's eyes widened, and he stood up suddenly, as if he didn't understand what the system was forcing: 【You mean...】

The system interrupted him: [Wait, it's not over yet. 】

System: [You two have the same father. 】

System: [However, there is one thing that can make you feel better, that is, you were adopted, your brother was born unnaturally, and she and your father were never really together. 】

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Thank you, I was not relieved at all.

Jason: I'm cracked.

The author has something to say:

Open the text.

Jason: What have I done in the past.

Let me explain here, Talia is officially defined as Damian's mother, but in fact Talia and Jason don't have a clear relationship line, it's just described in the biography of the comics, because of their love and hatred for Batman, At the same time, Talia had just lost her father at that time, and she thought it was Batman's fault, and Jason would be sad and sad, and there were a few kissing scenes in the comics.

At the same time, Damian itself is not a natural product. It is Talia who stole Batman's genes and created a child through pure genetic technology. Talia and Batman are only one of the official CPs. They just had a love story. , never really been together, and sister Ta later became more and more villainous, and also killed Damian herself.

There are no ethical issues here.

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【Comprehensive British and American】Superman has something to say

I, Clark Kent, aka Superman, are also serious about saving the world today——

But overnight, the Chaoying and Chaofan I knew all took the wrong medicine.

Harley Quinn beat the clown silly with a stick.

Dick always wants to cover the back of his head when he sees me.

Luther became a loyal and warm bald man who called me his best friend.

Bruce...he said I had good taste in uniforms, and then took my white and black uniforms.

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But I have something to say - me!Never do discoloration super!

#False Clark#

Man of Steel, God of Earth, Son of the Sun...

Brain-controlled bats, change uniforms for you at any time, do you like white or black?

#Real Clark#

Wait for Bruce to let me interview, the deadline is up, I really can't afford the battle damage...

—but I can pinch a diamond to make it up.

——Come on, Luther, which one of us is the one with the Kryptonian Fertility Book?

The Metropolis is the only city where tourists look up at the sky, and the only city where the kitten can't get out of the trees. On a sunny day, he sits on the clouds, hunting in his red cape.

—Said Clark Kent, who was forced to praise himself.

One-sentence introduction: Except for Superman, all members of the Injustice League are reborn.

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Nakahara never thought that he could see such Dazai Osamu again.

Iris pupils with lost highlights.

Fluffy black hair and an ill-fitting blazer.

A large piece of gauze was stuck to the doll-like face.

Floating in the river like a real mackerel—

"Dazai?!"

The pale and delicate young man greeted him seemingly in surprise.

"Hi, I seem to be lost."

One-sentence introduction: 14-year-old Dazai traveled to the future.

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"It Never Rains in California"

EDUARDO: I give you the rose with morning dew, the jewel-studded crown, the core of a believer's eternal devotion untouched by time, joy, and emotion—

I was your only friend.

Mark: "A rosebud never blooms."