Clark has something to say

Clark's mood suddenly hit rock bottom.

...The shadow that has been haunting him after learning of his future self's behavior is covered by another powerful thing.

He couldn't find the right words to describe it, but at a certain moment, there was a sudden buzz in the brain, and the emotion caused by Bruce quickly overwhelmed everything.

What do you mean, I'm not important?

Bruce Wayne is such a stubborn bastard, and Clark has thoroughly experienced it over the years, and sometimes he can even persuade his companions in the Justice League to think about it.

Batman is basically right. If Batman feels powerless because of Batman's behavior, there is nothing he can do about it. Unless his torture can be completely broken, he will never change.

He thought he was used to Bruce's saintly devotion. Batman regarded himself as a stone, stubbornly stopping the sinking Gotham. He always put himself very low, and his evaluation of himself was unbelievably low. .

But now, he found that he could never get used to it.

But he was sure that the memory that Bruce harvested must be the worst thing in the world, so bad that Batman would try to change himself from the root.

Meanwhile, his self-destructive episodes intensify.

Not so long ago, Bruce had the mentality that he had to live—Gotham couldn't do without him.

After such a short period of time, he felt that he was dispensable and didn't matter at all. In an accident that changed everyone, he lightly expressed that he was not important?

Clark tries to use his super brain to simulate something that would change Bruce to this point, similar to how the Joker killed Jason with a crowbar.

……

...he couldn't imagine.

Batman itself is the representative of all possibilities that human beings can achieve, and he can do what gods can't do with a mortal body. He once wondered, is there really anything that can really defeat Bruce?

Joker can't, Gotham can't.

No one can.

Bruce didn't want to continue this topic at first, and the entrance of the Batcave is not a place for chatting, he took a few steps forward, and glanced briefly out of the corner of his eye——

The tall man, with the corners of his mouth tensed, stood motionless in place.

Bruce's eyes twitched.

He turned back: "The Batcave isn't short on new souvenirs, there's enough clutter, and there's no need for a Superman statue.

Clark raised his eyes, blue eyes filled with emotion, making Bruce startled for a moment.

He didn't know that what he thought he had covered up well, in Bruce's view, was simply exposed in the air.

Bruce: "..."

He never imagined that one day he would be the one trying to solve Clark's psychological problems.

Superman, psychological problems.

Thinking of this, a strong sense of absurdity arises spontaneously.

But he owed enough to Clark, both to Clark and to Kal-El who disappeared in his arms.

He took off the hood, threw it into the Batmobile casually, and stretched out his hand to pluck the little curly hair on Clark's forehead: "I want to talk to you."

Clark stared at him without blinking.

Bruce glanced vaguely at the corner of the Batcave: "Let's change places."

It was just a change of place, Bruce didn't think too much, he went upstairs and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

It is obvious that this bedroom is used a lot.

The curtains were half drawn, the bedside lamp was still on, the fluffy quilt was messed up on the bed, and on the plush carpet, the owner threw a lot of messy things.

...Clark also saw a lipstick left behind by an unknown lady at the corner of the bed.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stood at the door, unable to move any more.

Bruce turned his face, feeling inexplicable: "Come in."

Clark: "..."

The privacy is too strong.

He almost used Wayne Manor as another base for himself. Except for the vault where the kryptonite is stored in the Batcave, he has been to all places. In the place where Bruce always likes to take people back, he found a few unsuitable gems. cufflinks.

But back then he had absolutely no idea about Bruce, so he never felt embarrassed.

After hesitating for a long time, he uttered a word: "...Are you...let me in? Or do you want to get something?"

Bruce: "..."

No, it's not that he would invite his good friend to the bedroom as a guest if he had nothing to do, it's just that the memory has more or less affected him.

... There was no distance between him and Clark, and it was the same with Diana. After all, even if he and Clark switched to another relationship, except for some more physical contact, there was no difference in essence.

The state of their relationship is hard to define with a single connection.

The self in that memory, because the master bedroom was the only place where he could confidently lie paralyzed under Ah Fu’s eyes, various reasons overlapped, and that self dragged Karal to lie down in the master bedroom when he had nothing to do.

You can relax after lying down.

Contrary to what many people think, Bruce doesn't have much opinion on playing Bruce Baby, he is good at self-torture, and he is also good at having fun.

And the Kryptonian is undoubtedly a top match in all aspects.

That memory blurred the way he treated Clark, at least at this stage they shouldn't get too close—

Forget it.

He said nonchalantly, "Come in."

Clark really floated in without touching his feet.

He was hit by all kinds of unacceptable shocks and his heart was full of complexity, and he was even more chaotic at the moment. Coupled with the impact of the known future trend, that sculptural handsome face was vaguely covered with a layer of depression.

So the two of them formed a rather subtle contrast.

Superman, who always smiles and brings warmth to others, now has dark blue eyes, revealing a depressing temperament all over his body. Batman, who has always been indifferent and indifferent, is sitting relaxedly on the soft fabric sofa, touching his fingertips. He tapped on the handrail.

Bruce looked at Clark for a while and raised an eyebrow: "You want to know the memory I got."

Clark nodded.

Bruce smiled slightly.

"You're thinking about what that Superman did to me."

Bruce stated objectively: "But you should be clear that when we are really hostile to each other, it is difficult for you to cause harm to me."

Clark: "...provided we are not at war."

Bruce watched Clark silently for a moment.

"Me and him," he said, "that Superman was badly wounded by my attack."

He made a gesture to signal Clark not to interrupt him: "With the recovery ability of a Kryptonian, he has been exposed to the yellow sun for a whole month and a half in the resurrection matrix."

Clark opened his eyes slightly.

So far, the most serious injury he has received has not used the resurrection matrix, no matter how close to death he has been, it has not been used.

Bruce continued: "This is just one example. He's not as powerful as you think. Kryptonite and magic can both damage him. By the way, he was almost trapped in magic and never woke up again."

Clark used his abilities carefully, trying to make sure Bruce was lying.

Soon, he realized that what Bruce said was true, without any water.

... He couldn't believe it for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very reasonable.

But he didn't believe Bruce hadn't given something.

The other party seemed to be able to read his mind.

Bruce: "That's right, as you inferred, I also suffered some injuries."

That Bruce Wayne was at a real disadvantage, with a broken spine, burning lifespan, and inevitable death in the end.

But that doesn't mean he can't do anything.

Unjust wars are never a one-sided situation. Batman lost the opportunity, but he is the one who has grasped the reality. With his understanding of Superman and the uncontrollable factors of war, even Superman is almost real. died.

In the intervening years, the regime was forced to falter by him and almost collapsed.

There is only one reason for it to evolve into the final situation.

He is just a human being, no matter how strong his willpower is, he will inevitably gradually slide to the other side of the balance.

— compared to a group of god-like metahumans, he couldn't afford the time.

Clark persisted: "Some injuries?"

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose.

"We'll talk about the Ship of Theseus later," he said. "Injury... I had a problem with my spine, so I had to be fitted with bionics."

Clark looked surprised.

Batman's concealment ability is also the peak of human beings. At the beginning, Clark basically didn't expect to get answers from Bruce, but now the other party showed an appearance of knowing everything without saying anything.

He asked cautiously: "I can understand that no matter what I ask, you will tell me without reservation."

Bruce: "Exactly."

Clark judged the authenticity of Bruce's words for a long time.

In the end, he couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Bruce shifted to a more comfortable sitting position.

"If you don't get answers from me, you're going to find the truth in other ways that I don't want."

Clark paused.

"Your bionic device has something to do with me."

"Correct."

Bruce explained very sincerely: "I thought Superman was going crazy at the time, so I also used quite extreme means to stop him. The middle atomic captain lost control and caused Diana to be seriously injured."

"Because of my plan, Oliver was killed by him as an executor. After that, he broke into the Batcave."

Bruce spread his hand, indicating that Clark could continue to ask questions.

Clark was silent again for a long time.

"It's just about you at first," Clark said. "You don't seem to have any emotion about me breaking your spine."

In order to be precise, he added an ambiguous word.

The truth is that Bruce has no emotions at all.

"First of all," Bruce said slowly, "what the spinal injury meant to me was that I couldn't stop his dominance, and I couldn't accept that."

"As far as the injury itself is concerned, I have suffered more serious injuries. It is actually nothing to me. It is no different from the steel nail I knocked on when I broke the bone. It is only a matter of degree."

Clark put his tongue against the pointed canines, and then gradually pushed harder.

"Secondly." Bruce said calmly: "At that time, I needed a potion from Superman that could make ordinary humans temporarily become superhuman. When he came to the Batcave, the composition of the potion was being uploaded. In order to divert his attention, I delayed Time, I deliberately provoked him."

He made a brief summary.

"This is what I asked for and it was not an unexpected result."