[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Jason was looking over there, and the Batplane was bumping again. This time, he checked the empty space in advance, carefully supported himself with his hands, and never made any more physical contact with Tim.

Tim held the back of Jason's neck very smoothly and stroked it twice.

Jason:?

What about walking the dog?

With difficulty, Jason flipped the gun from one hand to the other, and pulled the plane's lift lever.

The Batplane turned around and flew towards the huge machine. Tim was a little taken aback, followed Jason's line of sight to look there, and fired a few more shells to clean up the clones blocking the way. net.

Tim: "I almost didn't realize there was another can in there."

Jason was taken aback.

Jason: [System, what exactly is this so-called passive skill?In my field of vision, these things are in a perspective state, even a bit like a flat map. 】

The can was sealed inside the machine, and it was so tightly covered that Jason didn't think he could tell there was something hidden there with a glance.

Superman's X-sight couldn't find it either. At first, Jason tried to scan, and everything here contained lead.

But with the blessing of Tim's passive skills, he can see everything in the mezzanine clearly.

System: [What you see is the answer. 】

System: [To be precise, this passive skill only shows what he might infer. 】

Jason: [! 】

If you compare Tim's thinking to a formula supported by a program, and then input various clues revealed from the outside world as variables, what you finally get is the detective mode displayed in Jason's vision at this time.

In other words, this skill can omit all the reasoning process and present the final answer to Jason.

Jason couldn't help but look up, and stared at Tim with monster-like eyes. He was really surprised. Before that, he only knew that Tim was very smart, but he didn't expect him to be so smart.

Tim raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jason withdrew his gaze and muttered indistinctly, "Monster."

"I just thought you were praising me." Tim smiled.

Getting close to that machine was not an easy task. After Lex noticed the route of the Batplane, he commanded a large number of clones to attack them. Seeing this, Clark also flew over to fight with them. In this way, they could not get closer that can.

Tim tried many times and couldn't find any breakthrough.

Jason looked at it for a while, pursed his lips, and stared into Tim's eyes seriously: "I want to go down."

Without thinking about it, Tim retorted subconsciously: "No."

He paused for a moment, feeling that his tone was not very good, and explained to Jason in a good voice: "You have also seen that these people may collapse the Lex Tower at any time, it is too dangerous to go down now..."

Jason turned his face and said flatly, "Aren't you still here?"

Tim opened his eyes slightly: "What?"

Jason lowered his head and began to count his weapons and equipment. He put all the equipment on his body in one go, and took off the locator flashing on the dashboard of the Batplane, and put it in his pocket.

Jason: "I said, isn't there you?"

He said in a matter-of-fact tone: "You won't hurt me, will you?"

Tim stared fixedly at those green eyes that seemed to be hiding starlight. After a while, he turned his head uncomfortably, and his voice was a little soft: "You trust me so much?"

"Well." Jason stretched out his hand and straightened Tim's neckline: "Now, open the hatch."

**

Jason jumped down without hesitation. When he landed, he skillfully rolled to the side, which could take off most of the impact. Some clones suddenly saw a small bug on the battlefield, and subconsciously slammed into Jason.

Jason glanced at the clone, didn't even hide, and ran straight ahead as fast as he could.

The hard clone was about to hit him—

Faster than him was a beam of plasma light.

As soon as the beam of light hit the clone's body, it scattered like fireworks, causing more than a dozen penetrating wounds on his body. The clone's feet softened, and it fell heavily like a hill.

Jason didn't look back: "Thank you."

Tim sighed and didn't stop what he was doing. The Batplane's combat system was switched one by one, equipped with the most lethal weapon, and the flashing bullet grazed Jason's body, hitting the enemy with precision.

Lex clapped very excitedly, "Very good."

He turned on the yellow sun lamp, and under the warm light, the clones who fell on the ground quickly recovered, the bullet holes on their bodies gradually healed, and the pale face became bloody again.

Tim squeezed his fingers.

He seemed to have made an extremely important decision in an instant, a burst of energy drained from him, his back, which had been tense and straight, relaxed, and the little red bird leaned back wearily.

Tim smiled bitterly: "Bruce will definitely make me a watch."

As he said that, without hesitation at all, he aimed his sights at the deadly parts of the clones, and the red boxes selected their most vulnerable places one by one.

Tim knew exactly what it took to kill a man.

The system sighed imperceptibly, took out the character card from the panel, and began to browse the passive skills on it.

Forget it.

You can't really let him kill people now.

It greeted Jason in advance this time: [I'm going to use other passive skills, you should be mentally prepared, Didi - character card. 】

[Character Card: Tony Stark]

[Passive Skill: Newton's Rage]

[Remarks: Indiscriminate attack. 】

System: [DiDi... has been used, from Newton, ah no, Stark's anger. 】

Jason paused, held his breath, lowered his center of gravity, and carefully looked around.

thump—

A clone body suddenly fell from the sky. Unlike before, he didn't immediately get up and continue to fight. He was lying on the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably.

With the blessing of passive skills, Jason clearly saw that many bones in his body were broken, and his muscles were also torn due to the huge impact.

Jason:  …

Is this Newton's counterattack?

Clones fall down like dumplings, and Superman is no exception. To him, floating and flying are just as natural as human beings breathing. Slamming down in a controlled manner——

Clark: Pupil quake.

Is this how gravity feels?

Tim was driving the plane, and at the critical moment, he accelerated and flew under Clark's body.

There was a dull crash.

Clark: "!"

it hurts! ! !

This kind of pain is comparable to Batman wearing a kryptonite ring to beat him, no, it hurts even more than that, Batman punched him only in a small area, and now he feels that half of his body has lost consciousness—— Speaking of which, the sound of the collision just now was not right. When the Man of Steel collides with objects, it will always make a sound like metal.

——It sounded more like what he often heard, the sound of Batman falling somewhere.

Tim also heard the abnormal impact sound, he looked at the clones all over the place, and frowned.

I hope it's not what he imagined, and this isn't some real-life Little Mermaid Black/Fairy Tale--the god on earth turned into a human for some unknown reason, fell from the sky and fell paralyzed?

With a sullen face, he opened the top cabin of the plane and looked out.

Clark moved his body weakly, covering the place where he hit with his hand: "Rao...do you usually feel this pain?"

Tim: "Normally, we don't fall like you, unprotected."

Clark gave up struggling, and lay on his back complaining: "I feel like my ribs are broken, and I'm clearly being illuminated by the yellow sun, but I haven't recovered at all."

Tim put the Batplane on autopilot, parked it on the ground, and there was no threat of clones, and the Batplane started to change back.

Tim jumped out of the car, helped Clark off the roof, and joked, "Welcome to the world of ordinary people."

Clark pursed his lips and staggered towards the driver's seat. He felt every bone ache now. Being a human sucked.

Without the bonus of the Kryptonian's bug physique, and being injured again, Clark could only clumsily climb into the Batmobile.

Tim couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head. From his perspective, Clark was like a big golden retriever, pulling on the edge of the Batmobile, unable to climb up.

Clark tried to find a point of support on the Batmobile, and he reached for the point where the Batmobile's hood attached to the cockpit.

Batmobile: "Don't touch me."

Clark was taken aback.

This voice...he subtly raised his left eyebrow, it sounded completely different live from the monitor?It's like that big black bat standing in front of me and saying, "Don't touch me."

Clark reached out and touched again.

Batmobile: "How dare you?"

Tim: ...

Little Red Bird's face wrinkled uncontrollably.

upset.

He watched Clark's blue eyes getting brighter and brighter, and the lethargy on his face disappeared. If he was really a golden retriever, his tail would have turned into a propeller by now——

You are not right.

**

Jason approached the machine very smoothly, lost the threat of the clone, and Tony pushed Lex to the ground immediately.

He glanced at Lex indiscriminately, and found that the blond young man still had a strange smile on his face, and he didn't look worried at all.

He turned his gaze back again. This machine looked very complicated, with densely packed symbols engraved on it, and each line and notch had subtle differences.

Jason took out the translator without hope. Sure enough, the translator didn't recognize it as a kind of text.

system:【……】

System: [This is Kryptonian text. 】

Jason was overjoyed, Kryptonian text?So the one in the culture tank should be a Kryptonian?

Probably the same as Kara.

Jason continued to ask the system: [You know?Do you know what that means? 】

System: [How could I know?Learning this stuff can make people bald, except...]

It consciously made a slip of the tongue, and abruptly changed the subject: [Go ask Superman. 】

Jason: 【...No, how could he allow me to create a Kryptonian? 】

The system was silent for a moment, and said in an unbearable tone: [...Listen to me, there is something called fate. 】