Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

Batman: "..."

They sat around a square table in the conference room, where the whiteboard and projection screen were replaced by magic communication.Wonder Woman sat in the front row with him, followed by Shazam, Green Lantern, and Cyborg.Before, everyone focused on the missing teammates. After confirming the safety of Superman and The Flash, they began to seriously look at the environment of the parallel universe.

Superman is usually not a person who talks a lot.

He is open to speaking when necessary, but occasionally comes across as shy and inarticulate to strangers, making people feel that language is just a useful tool for him rather than the primary channel of self-expression .More often than not, he does more than he talks, and more input than output.

But now, Superman is telling them how the Third World War started in his childish voice.There are so many adjectives and nonsense in his explanation that it makes people look sideways, as if he is trying to shift people's observation focus away from a certain position.

The heroes hadn't even imagined before that the Metropolitan hero was so good at... water word counting.He must have engaged in literature-related majors and made great achievements in it, so that he can make his expressions complicated but not bloated.At least Shazam has gradually begun to feel drowsy and drowsy, as if sitting in a classroom listening to an English teacher's grammar.

At first Diana thought he was distressed by his current insecure image.

But then she realizes that Superman is not a man who values ​​appearance over inner being.Just like Diana is more interested in Batman than the Amazon queen who once had a relationship with Aquaman in the parallel universe, Superman's abnormal behavior at this moment is not for himself.

What he is doing now is more of an attempt to influence the emotions of the Batman in the parallel universe.

And after Diana personally stated the list of members at the meeting site, the old Mr. Vigilante in the Batcave has not spoken for a long time.

Carl was transferred by Thomas to an iron stand—the one where Barry was scorched by lightning before.Humans and Kryptonians looked at each other in silence, the difference was that Carl would turn his head to look for Superman from time to time, while Thomas seemed to completely block out Superman and his voice.

Barry and Flash huddled together, and the former asked in a low voice, "Don't you think the atmosphere is particularly weird now? Who is that guy you brought back just now?"

"Can't you see it? It's the superman of this universe."

Barry: "!"

At this moment, Superman finally squeezed out the last bit of information.

If he went on talking, he had to mention where they were now, who was the person lying on the operating table, and who was the Batman who was staring at him.

"...the system." Superman's expression was almost unbearable, "You should help me pass a message, what should I say now?"

With his super hearing, the sound of Thomas Wayne's breathing was almost dispensable, as if he had melted into the darkness and disappeared.

He had never seen such an embarrassing occasion where it was barely a parent-child meeting.

——These are two parallel worlds that should have nothing to do with each other.

No matter how emotional Batman is, he has no memory at all now.And expect him to take the initiative to open the topic while wearing the uniform, and others can just wait until the earth is destroyed.

As for Thomas Wayne, maybe he thought better.

In any case, Wonder Woman's world isn't his, and the person who gets the chance to talk to him face-to-face isn't his son.

There is a sober, almost cold side to his thinking.

Look at Diana, she can be a wise, kind and tolerant hero, or she can be a hero who holds a long sword and fights bloody for the people and is merciless to the outside world.

If in another world, the people who died in the alley more than ten years ago were the Waynes and not their children.

...Then the parents in Bruce Wayne's memory may always stay at the moment of youth and justice.

Ten years of time is a never-fading filter, beautifying the image of the deceased in the minds of the living to be unique.

Thomas understood how precious these memories were. Over the years, he had rubbed himself beyond recognition in Gotham, where the sun would never rise, and his hands that had only held a scalpel were stained with gunpowder smoke and calluses.Sometimes when he sees his devilish shadow in the clown's cloudy eyes, he will feel a momentary palpitation.

who is thishe asked himself.

It's Batman.

Who would Batman be?

So whenever he felt that he was about to forget the real face under the mask, a group photo of the Wayne family of three flashed in front of his eyes.Bruce, who was only eight years old, ran and laughed in the garden of Wayne Manor. They had a picnic in the jungle, and Thomas and Martha taught the boy how to pitch a tent together.The aroma of food, the gentle sunshine and the freshness of the grass are mixed into a hazy and misty picture, which makes the aging middle-aged people toss and turn at midnight.

Thomas clearly knew that this was a past he had lost forever and could never look back on.

It is also a road sign that supports him not to fall and barely staggers forward.

Bruce Wayne is not dead.Their children are still alive, living in every life-and-death confrontation between him and the clown, living in Martha's crazy and desperate laughter, living in the crimes he raised and fell, and violently rectified, and living in the dawn. Sleepless, in the morning light shrouded in dreams.

That being the case, why did he go to meet Bruce from another world?

Although God made us a family, we have only been together for eight short years.

My past and future have no place for you, and your tomorrow doesn't have to be entangled with the half-dead old guy.Thomas Wayne will never be the hero of the present story. In this case, the heroes should have a brighter path for him to go.

Suddenly Superman heard a rustle of cloth rubbing against each other.

He turned around and was not surprised to find that the owner of the Batcave had disappeared.

"He'll be back." Another young Batman's voice whispered in his ear, "It just might have to wait."

There is a line in the French drama "Feder": "I saw my long-lost old man again, and my wound suddenly bleeds again."

They all had to take a moment to themselves to face this.

**

After Thomas left, Superman suggested that they take Carl to Gotham again because it was too early.On the way, Flash visited the same ice cream truck for the second time, and bought Carl two flavors that were well received by Superman. After that, the four of them found a coffee shop and sat down in the open-air dining area circled outside.

"How do we get back?" Superman asked.

"It's not sure yet." Steel Bone said, "The two worlds are too different. According to Barry, this is because the history of the universe was changed by Professor Speed ​​back in time."

He paused, and said with some incomprehension: "But according to the parallel universe theory we know, a new universe should be created the moment history is changed. It's not so much that Barry opened his eyes and found that the world has been changed. It’s better to say that you came directly to the derived parallel world line because you ran too fast. You want to restore your strength, stop Professor Speed, and ‘change the past that has been changed’… There is a logical paradox in it.”

"Assume that Barry was in universe A at the beginning, and the behavior of Professor Speed ​​created the universe B you are in now. If Barry goes back, it will not make B change back to A, but regenerate a universe that has all the above things happened but the overall development and A Similar universe C."

Flash frowned: "You mean not only me and Superman came to the parallel universe, but also the other me?"

Steel Bone: "This is just a guess. The theory of human beings is still in its infancy. I just checked the information on Wikipedia."

"..."

Shazam couldn't help asking: "So convenient?"

"No." It is said that the steel skeleton still hasn't adapted to his half-human, half-mechanical identity without squinting, "but the network signal is indeed much stronger than when using a mobile phone before."

Solomon's wisdom made a sound of envy.

Shazam's face was written all over: Give me one too!

"Okay." Green Lantern said, "You have skipped class all day. If you play games in class again, I doubt that one day the league will receive a complaint call from the school. It would be too embarrassing."

Shazam: "But I can't ask for leave on the grounds of maintaining world peace? The league needs more minors!"

"Anyway," Batman dragged back what had turned into a discussion of WiFi signal boosters and vacation arrangements, "you still have to stop Professor Speed. As long as he is around, no Flash can run the highest speed." Speed." This is the principle of energy conservation that I don't know where it came from, "After that, the Flash can come back in the same way as he passed."

The truth is this truth.

Both Flashes, however, looked guilty.

The Alliance has given up on science, and this arduous task will be handed over to the Avengers who persevere in their research.

As for the black technology in the Batcave, it is said to be black technology, and there is no need to explain it at all.

"There are several proposals for the location of the alliance headquarters." Batman continued without changing his expression. "In the United States, in neutral areas, and in space, the voting process will be held after you come back. And the name of the alliance..."

"Justice League!" The Flash answered immediately, "We in the parallel universe have already helped to come up with a good name."

"..."

Batman pursed his lips, an indistinct 'scheduled' reluctance appearing on his face.

But he thought about it carefully, and did not raise any objections: "Yes, this is tentative."

Flash couldn't see his expression at all, and cheered a little, as if he had finally joined the Hexin Club in college.Superman can imagine Batman's obsessive-compulsive disorder. He bit the straw and drank half of the Coke and was amused. He gave the Flash a 'restraint' gesture under the table.

Carl carefully scooped a spoonful of ice cream beside him, and shivered the moment he put it in his mouth.He felt shivering cold inside his throat, but warm on the skin in contact with the sun.This wonderful feeling made the Kryptonian unconsciously soften and curl up on the chair like a stretching cat.He watched Superman's short legs with two dimples when he laughed, and the curly hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind, like a mess of sheep's hair, and he also laughed along with him at some point.

The Kryptonian's cheeks were haggard and sickly from the excess of thinness.

But he can still laugh, and he doesn't know how to feel sorry for his experience.Sitting under the cloud-covered sky that occasionally shows a little bit of blue, he actually agrees with what Superman said before: Humans are indeed not all bad.Some of them are very interesting, some are very intelligent, maybe after a long time of contact, he can also recognize which people are worthy of admiration.

Thinking of this, Carl listened carefully to everyone's somewhat incomprehensible conversation, and ate another spoonful of ice cream.

In the evening, Thomas returned.

He was traveled and dusty, and he ran to nowhere, with the smell of alcohol, sulfur and a little blood on his body.

"On the battlefield today, a war correspondent was rescued by a stranger with super speed. I managed to get the photo and see if it is the person you are looking for?"