[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Clark, who had just come down from the tree with a kitten in his arms, froze suddenly.

Wait, what did he just hear?

Clark doesn't turn on his super hearing all the time, otherwise the sounds from all over the world will pour into his ears. After a long period of exploration, he found a good way to balance the super hearing.

Set keywords.

Kryptonian is one of the key words.

The word Kryptonian can be used to create many sentence patterns. So far, the scariest sentence he has ever heard is "I want to make that Kryptonian into a watch", but what he just heard is a hundred times more terrifying than this sentence!

Let me see who is plotting loudly!

Clark raised his head, flew into the sky like a cannonball, and floated in the clouds. He no longer controlled his superpowers, and looked straight at the source of the sound——

Clark:! ! !

Rob—bin—!

Clark almost fell from the sky in embarrassment, why did Robin want to create a Kryptonian? Could it be that Batman asked him to create it?

Thinking of this, Son of the Sun shivered uncontrollably. He stroked his little curly hair and flew to the vicinity of Wayne Building, for fear that he might miss something.

Tim stiffened as he held the phone.

He must have been a little bit overwhelmed by Bruce, so that he would say such a paradoxical thing, and he himself felt that the whole person was not very good after he said it.

Jason fell silent.

The system is more silent than him.

Lex Luthor - the smartest man in the world, the leader of the Lex Group, and the number one enemy of Superman.

When I see Lex Luthor, I immediately think of Superman, I immediately think of Half-Kryptonians, I immediately think of Gene Books, I immediately think of male mothers, I immediately think of creating Kryptonians——

Human imagination can only make such a leap forward in creating Kryptonians.

Jason asked the system inexplicably: [Do you think he has a script? 】

System: ... Yes, but I can't tell you that he has a script.

Jason: [This possibility is unlikely, no matter how smart he is, he can't directly guess my purpose. 】

System: [You might as well ask him directly. 】

Tim cleared his throat and tried to change the subject. He called up his calendar and crossed out some unimportant things to free up the afternoon. Jason listened to him patiently until the other side finally fell silent. up.

Jason: "Tim."

Tim's heart skipped a beat, he skillfully changed his mind, and perfectly switched his thoughts to the same channel as Jason's, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Jason: "Why do you say I want to create a Kryptonian."

Tim: ...

Clark pricked up his ears and began to listen with bated breath.

Tim swallowed hard.

Please speak!Clark quietly flew to the rooftop opposite the Wayne Building, his super vision stared at Tim's every move, and his eyes became more and more intense.

Really hot, so hot that Clark almost shot out his heat vision.

He saw Tim tremble suddenly, as if remembering something, he operated on the bat computer extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a thin crack appeared on the ground against the wall, and the lead plate rose rapidly from it, covering the whole Facing the wall, the sound wave shielding device was also turned on, and he could no longer hear any sound, nor could he see anything.

Clark: "!"

Wait until you finish speaking first——Clark stretched out his hand feebly, his heart full of grief and indignation!

I really hate bats and wish I could wring his head off every day, Clark sniffs and walks dejectedly toward Gotham.

Tim breathed a sigh of relief and organized his language: "To tell you the truth, I also want Luthor to make me a Kryptonian."

Jason: "?"

Tim thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Every Wayne wants to have a Kryptonian."

He almost believed what he said.

Jason: "!"

He suddenly remembered the unclear things between Bruce Wayne and Superman, and even wondered if every Wayne had been registered in Superman's list, after all, last time Superman would rather pretend to be a reporter to save Tim out— —

It would be ridiculous for most people to say that, but if it was a Wayne, it would be too reasonable.

Jason: "I see."

He hung up the phone with a snap, shocked.

How should I put it... as expected of Wayne, right?

Jason sadly found that no matter how long it took, whether he was poor or rich, he couldn't get used to Drake's style——

unacceptable.

**

Jason packed up those little toys, changed into a very formal tailored suit, pulled his tie uncomfortably, and stuffed a blade into his leather shoe.

He frowned and looked in the mirror. He felt that it was almost done. He found a suitable car in the garage and drove to Wayne Building.

Tim didn't wait for him at the agreed place, Jason tapped his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently and sighed slightly.

He was late.

But Jason found that he accepted it extremely well. He was not surprised that Tim would be late. Inexplicably, it came out of my mind.

Isn't it normal for a Wayne to be late?

The system was not surprised: [Go up and find him, or be prepared to wait in the car all night. 】

Jason's eyelids twitched, he opened the door roughly, and threw the ridiculously expensive car at the entrance of Wayne Building.

The front desk of Wayne Building celebrates Chinese New Year today.

Working for Wayne, you never know what you might find interesting, but usually, the fun revolves around Lord Wayne, the King of Gotham who always sits condescendingly on his throne On, generously let the world see his lavish life——

As long as there is Baby Bruce, even the air is drunk, but this kind of day has not happened for a long time. He completely lost his job to his adopted son, and never came to Wayne Building again. Tim, on the other hand, never reveals his private life to the outside world.

Until today, they felt the familiar atmosphere again——

A man who was too easy to see, without saying a word, without saying hello, went straight to the elevator dedicated to Mr. Wayne.

That elevator goes straight to the top floor.

A secretive, tacit air permeated the Wayne Mansion.

But Tim is not actually playing Fifty Shades of Grey as the outside world speculates, and it is not for no reason that he is late——

A big blue bird was leaning on the wall not far away, happily watching him on the phone.

It was Batman he was calling.

Tim glanced at Dick, cursed inwardly, and resisted the urge to unplug the phone.

Batman's voice is horrifying. If there is a criminal now, he probably has already knelt down and begged for mercy——

But Robin just finds it annoying.

Really annoying.

Something is wrong with Superman, shouldn't you reflect on yourself, or go to Luthor and ask me what to do?

"Do you want to check if there is any new type of kryptonite?" Tim resisted the urge to get angry and said rationally: "Do you remember the powder kryptonite last time?"

God knows why there are so many weird varieties of kryptonite.

Batman was silent for a moment, as if recalling some unbearable past.

He wanted to continue to ask something, but he heard the beep sound of the call being cut off.

Batman:  …

The child is growing up.

It was actually Dick who hung up the phone. He saw Jason's figure from the surveillance camera. In order to avoid accidents, he cut off the communication with his own port.

He raised the corner of his mouth and opened the door in time, "Long time no see."

Jason: "!"

what happened?Drake wants to make Kryptonians, why are you still here?

He pursed his lips, and was shrouded in that long-lost embarrassment again. To be honest, is there any embarrassment in these two people?

He tried hard not to show the fluctuations in his heart, passed Dick lightly, and walked up to Tim, with a tone of accusation unconsciously: "You are late."

Tim blinked guiltily, very skillfully: "Oh... I was negligent, but I have prepared a gift, you must see it."

Jason: ...what the hell.

He seems to be very familiar with this set.

He didn't have the slightest intention of answering the conversation, and watched Tim's performance with a wooden face.

Tim pointed behind Jason.

Jason turned his head, and Dick waved at him with a smile.

Jason: Pupil earthquake!

This gift—he was overwhelmed.

Long time no see, have you played this big already?

A story of two people I never wanted to have names.

You don't have to.

Jason wiped his face, polite but still embarrassed: "Thank you, but I don't think I should bother you..."

Tim was slightly taken aback, and he finally remembered the most important thing, trying to clean himself up by considering the vocabulary: "There must be some misunderstanding between us."

He raised his eyebrows at Dick, signaling the big blue bird to do something, but the big blue bird just bent its eyes at him, and against the background of the Kryptonian glasses, it looked extremely innocent.

Dick: Interesting.

Dick: I don't mind.

Tim: ...

Dick Grayson, you are dead.

The big blue bird has always been very open about relationships, and he thinks it's funny that this matter has progressed to the point where it is today--it's rare to see the little red bird's emotions fluctuate so much, plus a cold-faced second child with a lot of inner activities Brother, it is already very difficult for him to control himself not to tremble.

Not only that, he also added another sentence following Jason's train of thought: "There are other gifts."

He paused: "I heard that you like Kryptonians very much... I have a good relationship with Kryptonians, which one do you want to know?"

Jason:? ? !

which one?You must know that there are not many Kryptonians in this world. The one known to have a better relationship with Kryptonians is Clark Kent-later Jason discovered that this is Superman himself.

Jason was shocked again by this understatement, and he looked at Dick indifferently.

Where is the charm of this ordinary man?

system:……

It made a subtly breathy sound.

Jason spoke with difficulty: "If it's possible...Supergirl?"

Dick blinked, with a little smile on his face, he knew it was going to be—

"Hi."

Supergirl's hair was the purest shade of gold, and she was impossibly beautiful in the cosmopolitan sun—her whole body glowed, her skin was the color of milk, and her blue eyes shone brighter than any jewel Jason had ever seen.

"Nice to meet you." She smiled at Jason.