Clark has something to say

Space, watchtower.

Lex hurried out of the sonic boom channel, his dual camp identity made him wish he could break 1 minute in half, he quickly stood firm and raised his head.

Lex: Pupil earthquake!

He thought there was something wrong with him, otherwise, how could he see the scene where Batman and Wonder Woman were chatting in front of the podium?

Superman folded his hands, his eyes were soft, and in a trance, Lex almost thought that the old Clark had just returned.

He gradually increased his pace, telling the gods on earth that someone was coming.

But Clark's super hearing seemed to be disconnected, Lex was a little embarrassed, and deliberately coughed twice.

Lex: "Clark, can I ask what's going on?"

Clark looked at his friend and smiled: "Bruce will sit at this table with us."

He pointed to not far away, where the table used by the Injustice League was placed, and a chair was placed between the seats of Superman and Wonder Woman.

Lex: "..."

He was a little strange, who is Batman, Clark couldn't be more clear, even he can feel the strangeness, how could Clark not feel it?

...It's good that way, he doesn't need to make excuses to get in touch with Bruce.

The most important purpose of his coming today is to convey a long-delayed message to Bruce—a weapon that can eliminate superhuman abilities has been developed.

There is only one last piece of the puzzle left.

Kryptonite.

This kind of weapon must use kryptonite as the power source, and the purity of artificial kryptonite is not enough.

While reporting to the supreme head of state, Lex made a gesture of [Plan 000] secretly.

Batman is a master planner, he didn't realize it before, until those plans gradually broke into four figures.

[000] The three-digit code can be seen from the name, it did not exist from the beginning.

But it was still listed as Project Zero, partly because it was so difficult that it was almost impossible to realize it, and another reason was that Bruce didn't really want to use it.

In the past, in order to test Clark's ability, he specially set up a red sun room in the Batcave, and basked in the red sun. As time went by, the Kryptonians would gradually lose their abilities.

In the red room, Clark's little curly hair drooped listlessly. In order to ensure the effect of the experiment, he basked in the red sun with the highest power for almost a week.

Bruce was very worried that Clark would not adapt, so he would visit him every few hours.

He still remembered that Clark stepped on the ground with his bare feet and punched the sandbag with his fist. As a result, the sandbag could only be shaken by his usual action of directly smashing it.

Clark looked confused: "..."

The little reporter plucked his hair in depression and put on a pain mask: "Rao!"

Bruce later understood that those inhuman powers, to Clark, were like humans being born to breathe and walk. As for losing power, it was like burying fish in the soil, or forcibly cutting off the limbs of a healthy person.

Bruce tried to imagine that feeling, but he still couldn't understand it in the end, but he remembered it. After obtaining the experimental data, the Red Sun Simulator never opened again.

After Lex gestured, he felt relaxed, and he didn't want to get involved with these three people, so he said hello and left.

As soon as he left, the screen in front of the podium turned on automatically. After listening to the soldiers' report, Bruce turned his head: "I'll deal with it?"

Diana let Bruce take away her authority without any qualms, and watched the back of the human being disappear from the sonic channel together with Clark. Princess Amazon rested her chin and said casually, "Clark, what do you think?"

Diana was quite curious about this.

The reason why she didn't care about Bruce was very simple - if you have a cat, you naturally want to keep the cat in a happy mood and live a healthy and healthy life every day.

But Clark is different. Almost everyone can see his dedication to Batman.

Clark was silent for a moment: "I want to try to believe him."

He was not a robot, he knew all about Bruce's series of changes, and Dick was the last straw that broke the camel's back, both Bruce and himself.

He approached the porthole, with his five fingers vacantly sticking to the glass, the earth floated safely in the dark universe, and the sunlight swept through bit by bit, bringing light and heat.

This scene has long been common to him. Not long after Clark awakened his ability, he often flew into space, looking for a place that was not so noisy, and quietly looking in the direction of home.

What Bruce said still had some effect.

Clark didn't think they did something wrong, he just tried to change his perspective. He knew that many people in the league had many doubts about the current situation——

"If." Diana thought for a while, "I mean if, if your trust fails again this time."

She felt that she should inoculate Clark in advance, so that the spoiled little boy would not get what he wanted and start losing his temper again.

Diana emphasized: "He's Batman."

Clark's hand on the porthole gradually closed, and he clenched into a fist. The handsome face of the god on earth gradually cast a layer of shadow, and his blue eyes became a little colder.

He said calmly and indifferently: "—then I will find him."

This is the fundamental reason why he let Bruce go.

Without kryptonite, they are nothing.

**

After finishing dealing with the Injustice League, Bruce wanted to find an excuse to dismiss the super soldiers following him, but suddenly a few anesthetics shot out from a tricky angle and stuck right at the back of the necks of those reformed people.

Faced with this sudden situation, Bruce didn't even tremble his eyelashes, he turned around and said, "Jason."

Jason came out of the hiding place hesitantly, first straightened the brown jacket, and then grabbed the collar. After all this, he opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed in frustration, succinctly: " not me."

He didn't like this kind of ethics drama since long ago, and he had to fast-forward when he saw it on TV, but Dick's blue eyes were really deceptive, and he was fooled into taking this kind of trouble with a few words.

Jason glanced behind him, his head hurting even more.

He was a little confused: "Actually, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be able to find you so quickly... Damian?"

Hearing the name, Bruce's pupils shrank slightly, and he repeated the name lightly and slowly, as if to confirm the authenticity: "Damian?"

To be honest, his first instinct was to be defensive.

The indifferent and handsome man walked out of the shadows with a gun in his hand.

Bruce: "..."

This is Damian?No, he is such a big son—although he is a son who can tear him apart with his bare hands, but he is only that big?

Bruce was in exactly the same confusion as Dick, if not more.

He could understand why Dick was so sure that it would not be a problem to get the DNA of his old Zhenglian companions, as long as he could collect Diana and Clark.

How could Damian suddenly switch sides from Clark?

His stunned appearance pleased Jason very well, and the shoulders of the red hood shook slightly, until finally, he casually hooked Damian's neck and laughed out loud.

Bruce's face was blank: "!"

He tensed his muscles, ready to block the knife when Damian violently killed someone.

Damian turned his face slightly, glanced at Jason, and then turned back: "Father."

"Anyway—" Jason's voice became more natural. He saluted casually and patted Damian on the back: "Help me unpack a suit of clothes. I don't understand how to unfasten this thing."

Then he looked at Bruce: "Sir, at your command."

Damian squatted down and patiently unbuttoned the super soldier's coat.

Bruce: "..."

Bruce fell into a state of complete shock and aphasia.

He didn't know that at the time of Dick's resurrection, Damian was in the rebel army and had completely gained a wave of favorability.

At the beginning, no one dared to provoke the evil god of the Injustice League, but Damian and Bruce looked alike, which directly caused many people to look at him with a white moonlight filter, and with the guarantee of Nightwing, gradually , there was a young man stammering to talk to him.

"You, hello - I heard that you are the chief's biological son, can you tell us something..."

Tim happened to be passing by, and his eyelids twitched suddenly.

But what happened next made his eyes pop out of shock, Damian, that Damian, that Damian who almost stabbed him with a samurai/knife in the past, nodded: "Okay .”

The little red bird floated away that day.

Bruce came back to his senses and sternly stopped: "Stop."

Damian stopped.

Bruce didn't bother to think about what happened to his youngest child, but he could guess what Jason was thinking. It was nothing more than putting on a super soldier's uniform and mixing with the worker bees of the regime, waiting for him to respond.

He himself couldn't bear the atmosphere of the Injustice League, so how could he let his children go through it again?

Bruce is not worried that his speech will be captured by the super hearing of the gods on earth. The sound-absorbing equipment developed by Luthor is the secret that a group of humans have been fighting for so many years.

Bruce: "I promised Clark to join the regime in exchange for him disbanding the concentration camp. Now, how many of our people have been rescued?"

Jason: "About half, the remaining half..."

He didn't say it, but everyone knew what he meant.

Bruce lost his mind secretly, and slowly clenched his teeth deep in his mouth, feeling that the burden that oppressed him all the time was a little heavier—it was all the weight of life.

Bruce: "Go to the Batcave."

He was finally able to take out the kryptonite ring polished by the god on earth.

The bat cave is the same as in the past, except that those bats that always increased Ah Fu’s workload disappeared with the old man, and the original machinery was badly damaged. He and Clark had a fight here, and half of the bat cave was almost destroyed. collapsed.

He entered the DNA into the system, and with a flash of light, a phantom gradually took shape.

It’s not the shadow at the end of the melodrama that is influenced by many people’s subconscious. The Superman in front of him is still wearing a classic three-color uniform. When he smiles, he reminds people of Apollo in mythology.

"Hi Bruce." Clark in the phantom greeted happily: "I finally waited, today should be our fifth anniversary—"

"Since your birthday is just a few days away, I have prepared a special surprise."

He paused, muttered softly, and seemed to cheer himself up: "Five years, it should be almost the same?"