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When Philomena left the New York Temple where Strange brought her, it was already three days later. Not only did Alasdair leave Philomena with her All the materials used to make the teleportation array, as well as the two hanging rings given by Strange.

"Why are there two?" Philomena held one of them in her right hand, and the other on the human finger of her left hand. She asked Athena to put the unused hanging ring in her right hand into the system warehouse. , while thinking about the location of his room.

It took Philomena three days to learn the magic of using the hanging ring to open the portal. According to Doctor Strange, as long as she has a clear vision of where she is going, she can basically get there.

And this was no difficulty for Philomena.

It's not because Philomena's imagination is good, it's just because this world that has been invaded by humans, even on the towering snow-capped mountains and the deep seabed, as long as humans have visited, most of them have a kind of thing.

It's called a camera.

And Athena with the setting of Sombra is almost equivalent to Philomena's ticket to travel around the world.

She didn't even know if she needed to use the materials Alasdair gave her to draw a teleportation array. After all, when she thought that she was finally in the way of the other party, Philomena wanted to engrave the smile on Mimi's face. Abnormal two words.

Philomena turned her off phone back on, and the delayed Didi notification sound came from the phone after running the boot process. It was the sound from the communication software Philomena downloaded.

In fact, Philomena does not have many requirements for the functions of the mobile phone. After all, she did not have any desire to communicate with people in this world before, as if living in this world and breathing air with her chest cavity is her only thing. channels of communication with humans.

Dick: Are you ready to go back to the Met?

Dick: I've been wanting to tell you something for the past few days, but it's better to talk about this kind of thing face to face. Give me a call when you arrive in Metropolis.

Dick: It's about your old neighbors.

The first three messages were sent very close together, as if Dick sent them out in a short period of time, but after about half a day, Dick's message came in again: "Philomena, you are here where?"

The subsequent messages were replaced by countless missed calls, and the densely packed Dick Grayson and Peter Parker almost overwhelmed Philomena's originally unrecorded communication records.

Even Bruce, who had gotten Philomena's phone number but never got through or sent a text message, called several times in succession, but because of Philomena's obsession with magic these days, Turn off your phone so you don't hear it at all.

Philomena frowned suspiciously, held the phone with one hand and tapped it with her thumb a few times, and the call was made.

The temple of the supreme mage can be said to be a sacred place on the magic side, but modern technology has not fallen behind at all. Among other things, Philomena feels that the signal of the temple seems to be stronger than that of her own home.

It can be said that the phone was picked up very quickly, and Philomena heard a anxious voice on the other side: "Filomina?"

"What's the matter?" Philomena asked a little suspiciously, but was taken aback by Dick on the other end of the phone.

"My God, where have you been these three days!" Dick's voice seemed to faintly hear the suppressed anger: "You seem to have disappeared from the earth...Superman can't even hear you heartbeat!"

"I have something to do." Philomena said in a daze. Her tone sounded like her usual indifference. Dick on the other end of the phone seemed to be dying of anger. The young man didn't speak for a long time. When he spoke again, No mood swings can be heard in the tone, the only thing that can be felt seems to be a little disappointment: "So this is all you want to say?"

After saying this, Dick paused for a long time, Philomena opened her mouth, and cast her eyes on Doctor Strange who had already walked in front of her.

The two of them have reached an agreement on the existence of the Temple and Alasdair. Philomena cannot disclose information about the Temple, and the same Doctor Strange cannot tell others about Philomena and Alasdair in any way. The relationship between.

Although it can be known from the narrative of Doctor Strange that the Justice League also has heroes on the magical side, and they also communicate with each other, but if Philomena wants to cover up her relationship with Alasdair, there is no reason to expose her relationship with Alasdair. Temple connection.

At most, I can only say that I have been accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Mage... But Philomena started to be murderous when she heard the word disciple now, as if she wanted to kill a few people on the spot to vent her anger, so Doctor Strange also Wisely closed his mouth.

Because of these unspoken things, Philomena could only simply throw her whereabouts to Overwatch Supreme Commander Jack Morrison to explain again, and the moment of hesitating how to speak, it became The last spark that ignited the anger.

There was a slight chill in Dick's voice, and he said indifferently, "I see."

Immediately after the call was hung up, Filomina took the phone away from her ear, staring blankly at the screen that was no longer in communication status, feeling that her heart seemed to be pulled by someone in an instant for a moment.

Doctor Strange, who was still busy, came over shortly after Philomena dialed the phone, so he heard their conversation. After hanging up the phone, he said cautiously: "I remember he is your brother in name? You have a good relationship."

"Was he angry just now?" Philomena frowned slightly, and she didn't seem very happy: "Why is he angry?"

Why Dick Grayson was angry, Strange didn't quite understand. After all, before he became the supreme mage, he was also an egomaniac. He looked at no one else and sharply stabbed his close friends. How to apologize to the other party.

So he just shrugged his shoulders perfunctorily, then waved to Philomena, a golden halo appeared in front of Philomena, she walked in with a strange sense of displeasure, and appeared in front of him Metropolitan room.

About three seconds later, another call came in. Philomena heard the phone ringing this time, and answered it with a beep: "Olsen."

"Which corner did you run out from?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little strangely familiar, and Philomena remembered the day when Leviathan attacked Gotham, Jie who ran to Arkham alone. Sen Todd.

So she simply replied: "Organization affairs."

"Actually, I don't care." Jason Todd leaned back on the armchair, with a pair of long legs across the coffee table in front of him, and said lazily: "That guy just dropped my two monitors in anger, Since you appear to be the culprit, I have decided to seek compensation from you."

"Is he angry?" Philomena asked again what she had asked Doctor Strange a few minutes earlier: "Why is he angry?"

"... Seriously?" Jason on the other end of the phone said in surprise. He thought that he could at least give that heartless little girl a little bit of conscience when he made this call, but the other party looked like Don't really know why Dickie Bird is angry like that.

"Grass." Jason swears in a low voice, and then he said helplessly: "Do I look like some kind of emotional mentor──Little princess, your family suddenly disappeared for three days, and then finally got through. On the phone, the person said to you: [I have something to do.], do you think you will be angry?"

Philomena was silent for two seconds before she said lightly: "I don't know."

Philomena has no family since she was a child, and this kind of emotion called worry cannot exist in her body. Even after listening to Jason's description, she still can't understand it.

How could anyone worry about her.

The phone was unilaterally hung up by Philomena after a few seconds, and Jason, who was sitting in the armchair, was biting the cigarette he just lit in a daze, and the subtle smell of tobacco diffused slightly in the air Come on, but it took him two seconds to react, and he muttered a few words in a low voice: "Grass──I shouldn't care about this at all──grass──!"

He put out the cigarette he had just lit in the ashtray, and now the outlaws have their own affairs, so they don't get together, Bizarro seems to be invited by Superman to Kansas, Al Themis said that he would go back to Amazon, and Jason stayed in Gotham these days to stare at the campus drug dealers who seemed to be about to move again.

He stood up, took the key of his motorcycle from the shoe cabinet, slammed the door of the house with a little anger, stepped on his motorcycle with long legs, and tightened the accelerator.

Jason followed the tracker he put on Dick and ran to find Big Brother who was stunned, feeling like a thankless matchmaker.

Two monitors were also dropped, stolen from the Batcave, the hugely expensive Wayne Technology new generation monitor.

He even had to steal it again, shit.

After returning to the metropolis, Philomena at home was rarely free. She sat on the sofa and hugged the soft pillow, burying half of her face in it.

She was indeed a little angry at first, and felt that she had lost her temper for no reason, but what Jason Todd said to her was indeed reasonable. Although Philomena responded to the other party, she was not in a good mood at all.

But it's not bad either.

"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of knocking on the door panel awakened Philomena from incomprehensible complex feelings. She turned her head slightly, and suddenly remembered the few messages she had seen. Dick seemed to say that there was something about the neighbor across the street. Things to tell yourself.

Could it be that Dick has come to the Metropolis?

Philomena stood up and walked quickly to the door maintaining her usual expressionless expression, but the moment she held the doorknob and opened the door, she realized that she was indeed wrong.

The tall man standing in front of the door smiled with the aroma of apple pie all over his body and said, "Hi, I'm your neighbor across the door."

"My name is Clark Kent."

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Don't be angry, you have been robbed!