A retired magician raises a bucket daily

Reed was sitting on the bed in the isolation area. Although he was a little far away from Jason, he could clearly hear the huge earthquake, and the ground under his feet trembled.

Those in other rooms with more sensitive senses stood up, as if they had a premonition of what was going to happen next, they walked around the room restlessly, none of the experimenters who usually appeared at this time came out of.So they shouted in the transparent room, but the glass blocked all the sound, making them look like angry mimes, silent cry for help.

After about 2 minutes... or less, the gate of the isolation area finally opened, and a man in a white medical coat ran in from the outside, the pace can be called panic, the man was Watts Voss Fergus, followed by a few experimenters, they rushed in pushing a stretcher cart, judging from Fergus's age, such strenuous exercise undoubtedly made him unable to slow down I was so angry that I almost thought that the stretcher was prepared for him.

They passed through the others in those rooms, running straight and purposefully toward Reed.

"Put him on the stage and go directly through the back door, hurry up." Fergus said impatiently to the people behind him, still struggling to breathe, and opened the door of the room with his fingerprints.

"You—" He turned his head to look, almost having a heart attack, "Why are you still awake?!"

Reed sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him expressionlessly.Fergus took a few steps back in fright, and hit the stretcher bed behind him. He supported the fabric on his chest with one hand and the other, panting for breath.

He obviously asked those experimenters to inject him with medicine...how could that be? !

"Is it that surprising you that I'm still awake?" Reid said, slowly stood up from the bed, recovered half of his physical strength, and gradually gained strength in his legs. Reed lowered his eyes and glanced, and found himself Standing firmly, he slowly raised his footsteps and walked towards Fergus. His white coat was still stained with a bit of his own blood, and the dried and dark red blood clots were all gathered on the chest. , the skin was sickly white, with tiny light blue blood vessels revealing underneath, like a dead cold body suddenly revived.

"I'm not the kind of sleepy person." Reid said lightly, walking towards them still without stopping.

"What do you want, what do you want to do?" Fergus asked, his voice trembling as he was supported by the experimenter behind him.

"Don't be afraid," Reed raised his hand to show his innocence, "I won't kill people."

"Don't come here!" But the moment he raised his hand, the experimenter took out something that looked like a remote control and pressed the button on it.

"......what?"

The expected explosion did not appear, and Reed was still standing there intact. The experimenter looked at Reed dully, then looked down at the button on his hand, and pressed it a few more times in disbelief. still nothing happened.

"Ah, is this it?" Reed remembered something, stood in front of them, tilted his head slightly, lifted his hair over his shoulders, and showed them the place on the back of his neck where Jason had stuck a piece of metal, and then He withdrew his hand, "Don't press it, it's useless."

"I...I can let you go, don't—" Fergus put his hands behind him and looked up at Reed. He is already 64, and his bones have long been rickety, and there will be no more of him He was as strong as he thought, but only at this moment did he realize that the vampire in front of him was a head taller than himself. When he lowered his head to look at him, his gaze also looked abnormally cold, as if he could bite off weak prey with one bite. The cold-blooded eyes on the neck.

"I just want to ask you something." Ridwin said softly, not at all angry after being caught for random dissection experiments.He raised his hand, and the three wind blades flew back against the top of Fergus's head, with a few 'plops', the people who came with Fergus were knocked unconscious.

The old man trembled and didn't dare to look back, so Reed smiled gently, "I said I don't kill people, I'm different from you."

"You..." Fergus stuck his shell, feeling that his tongue was about to go straight, "What do you want to ask?"

"Why did you agree to Luther's participation in this experiment?" Reed asked him. When he first met Fergus, the other party was a technical consultant of Atak Industries, and he actually ran away from Luther's in just a few months. under hand.

"Because, I, I have cancer," Fergus swallowed, stretched his neck and said, "Pancreatic cancer is terminal, when I was in New York, I saw the... The God's Stone, you know? I did a lot of calculations after that, and that stone can definitely heal me."

As Fergus spoke, his voice became louder, and he wanted to grab Reed's hand, but was dodged, so he tightly grabbed Reed's clothes, and looked up at Reed with a hideous look. It seemed that the evil beast that had been suppressed by him was about to break free: "You don't want to live anyway, give it to me? Ah? Give me that stone! I still want to live!"

"Do you have a child?" Reid remembered what Fergus had said to him before.

"...children, ah, yes, I used to have... a daughter," Fergus was stunned for a few seconds, "but she seems to be dead, yes, she is dead Well, she's been dead for three years, at the hand of Superman."

The old man's word order gradually took on a nervous murmur, and he slowly let go of his clenched hands, "No one will save her... My poor Evely was buried just like that, Superman, hahaha , that sanctimonious alien who claims to be the savior, can he save Evely? Can he save me?"

Fergus coughed heavily, as if he was about to vomit blood from his esophagus, and pressed his hands hard on his own abdomen, "But you, you can save me, give me that stone, please, Give it to me, don't you hate your own body too? Don't you also want to leave early to meet your mother..."

Li pulled him up, dragged him onto the stretcher, and said softly, "No one wants to live."

"My mother told me that life is the most precious thing in the world. She let me live, so I struggled through the rejection of blood, and overcame the selfishness of nature. I was born as a 'human', not a 'heterogeneous'."

The magician spoke slowly, looking down at the old man whose body seemed to have sunk all of a sudden, and said, "I knew how long I could live since I was a child, so I never pursued the continuation of life, nor did I follow you around because of death. And the fear - at least that's what it was then, I just tried my best to make each day go fast enough, I accepted my death, because before then I had seen the openness of the world, got the best friend Two or three, I met the love of my life, went to the end of the world, saved many people, and have no regrets."

"Death is not so terrible. Although I am reluctant to give up, but if such a day must come, I must hug the person I love the most, kiss his lips, and tell him that I love him forever, and death cannot take away my love. His right." Reed rolled his eyes and laughed, "What about you? Do you still have a lover? Do you have anyone close to you?"

"They..." Fergus was stunned for a while, then raised his head blankly, Reed was no longer in front of his eyes, and the white vampire left after speaking, and Fergus' murmured voice fell to the ground. In the air, absorbed by those transparent glass, "they are all dead."

"Hi! Are you the one who helped me?" The Flash, who came here through the wind and snow through the green ball conjured by Green Lantern, has completely inspected the entire underground base after landing, and of course found Li. De, "You look good! Ah, I mean, you're handsome, but you're also beautiful, oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm The Flash!"

The boy in the red uniform circled around him and spoke very fast. Although he was not sensitive to the amazing endurance of the baby lightning, the adult Flash was still very cute. Reed greeted him and saw the blue boy under the hood With penetrating eyes, he smiled at him, "Is your body all right?"

"It's fully healed, super healthy!" said Flash, his eyes twinkling with energy.

"Bear! How many people are there?"

"1——106!" Green Lantern's voice fell, and Flash had already circled the isolation area, and opened the doors of each room through the card Reed gave him, and fully understood Luther's situation. What kind of human experiment is going on in this place, he said angrily: "They are too good."

Green Lantern used the energy of the green light to envelop the experimental subjects inside in translucent green bubbles, and brought them out one by one.

"The fighting on their side should be over soon," Hal said.

When Reed walked to the place that could be called the ruins, he saw Jason standing there with his arms crossed and leaning against a door, with a bunch of crooked unconscious men in combat uniforms under his feet. The person with a communicator on his ear didn't know who he was talking to, and his brows frowned.Looking down from Reed, the ruins in front of him are still very deep, except that there are more things under this layer.

"Is it over?" Reid asked aloud.

Jason came over looking for his reputation, his frowning brows stretched out, and he said to the headset: "I'm not going!" After speaking, he pressed the hang up button on the headset, smiled at Reed, and strode across the road with long legs. After the deep pothole, walked to his side.

"It's all over."

"Then Luther..."

"Superman has already taken him away," Jason raised the terminal in his hand, "All the evidence is in our hands, no matter how rich he is, he won't be able to get out of prison."

Jason wrapped his arms around his waist, and when he lowered his head, their noses rubbed against each other, and they touched Reed's lips lightly, "We can go home now."

"What time is it?" Reid asked after thinking for a while.

"Well... three o'clock in the afternoon." Jason glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Great, still in time for dinner," Reed said. "How about you cook today?"

Jason raised his eyebrows, "That's what you said. I just learned a few new ones recently, and they are definitely better than yours."

"Really? I'm getting tired of eating my own food, so it's time for a change."

Reed turned his head away, and exchanged a kiss with him that was still in the smoke and still carried the cold breath of winter.Snowflakes fell from the pothole next to them, and the cold wind blew away the smell of blood and formalin.