[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

Louise lay down on the camp bed as if sleepwalking.

In order to take care of the newcomers, the furniture in the room is all dark colors, the walls are painted grayish black, and the windows are equipped with opaque curtains.

In the dark, she recalled what had just happened.

White Miko?This name is like a character that only appears in children's bedtime books, similar to a fairy godmother or something, who gives instructions to the heroine in times of crisis.

And the "it", is it about Igils or Lulim Shakoros?The latter sounds more like a person's name, but Miko uses "it" to refer to it, which is obviously not a pleasant thing.

Most importantly, are the words of the White Priestess trustworthy?

If it was true, McMurdo Station might be in dire danger; if it was false, she rashly told the team leader that it would definitely have a bad impact on the scientific research operation.

Louise hugged the camera and closed her eyes wearily.

After an unknown amount of time, the camera made a loud noise on the ground, and she woke up from the nightmare.

I looked at the time, only 10 minutes had passed.

Louise still decided to talk to the team leader about it.

She took the photo of "White Miko" she took and knocked on the door of the leader's room early in the morning.

The door opened, and a young woman in a white coat held the doorknob, smiled at her gently, and then pulled the door completely open.

The station master of McMurdo Station and the team leader, Professor Smithson, sat face to face, discussing the matter of traveling at noon.

"This is Miss Lane, the team reporter." Professor Smithson accepted for the station master, and the tall red-nosed man raised his chin haughtily as a greeting.

"Look for me early in the morning. Is there something urgent?" Professor Smithson has an easy-going personality. He takes good care of the team members along the way and is very popular.

Louise looked at the station master, who stared straight back, not intending to avoid it.She had no choice but to pass the photo to the professor and talked about the adventure last night.

"Wait a minute, Miss Lane, did you talk to the 'White Miko'?" Halfway through the speech, the station master interrupted rudely, with obvious disdain in his tone: "I thought journalists were all pragmatic and reliable people , I didn’t expect you to make up such a bad legend.”

Louise immediately retorted: "I didn't make it up, it's all myself..."

"Come on, I've heard no less than ten stories about the 'White Miko'. There was a delusional kid who said he was in love with that witch." The station master said, "But I have to admit that you made it up very well. Novelty, 'swallow all life you encounter'? Miss Lane, has anyone said that you are suitable to be a novelist?"

Louise opened her mouth in astonishment, and the station master continued: "By the way, that kid went crazy in the end. He rushed out of McMurdo Station in the darkness of the extreme night, and went to find his witch lover. Wait for us to catch up. When we went, only his two shoes were found, and he fell into a hole in the ice."

His harsh tone made Smith a little dissatisfied: "Station Master, Ryan is just out of caution."

"Careful? Do you know how her words will affect the polar warfare if it is spread?" The station master was aggressive, "And your scientific expedition team, how much financial support Mr. Luthor has given, and how much should these losses be?" Who will pay for it?"

While feeling embarrassed, Louise noticed what he called Luther.

The station master and Luthor had a close relationship, her reporter senses told her so.

The chattering sound ended with the closing of the door, and the station master left, but the young lady in the white coat did not follow.Smith was a little depressed. He had been diligent in scientific research for most of his life, and he had probably never seen such an unreasonable person.

"Never mind, the Station Master, though irascible, is very keen on McMurdo Station," said the lady in the white coat, who had a name tag in her coat pocket that read "Daisy White."

"Miss White is one of the scientific researchers at the station. She will follow us deep into the polar circle." Smith poured a glass of water for Louise.

Louise still cared about the "White Priestess", so she asked, "Has anyone seen the 'White Priestess' before?"

"Almost every year." Daisy smiled, "Not only at McMurdo Station, but also in other polar battles. There are many similar legends. The mysterious woman with white hair and white clothes drifting on the snowy glaciers is a very common winter legend. "

"Okay," Professor Smith said, "Go back and pack your things, Ryan, we're leaving after lunch. Before that, the station master allowed us to make a five-minute phone call using the communication equipment in the station."

"Excuse me," Louise said.

Smith waved his hand, saying it was okay.

Louise walked out of the three-story building full of thoughts, and there was a long queue in front of a low building, where the telephone and telegram were located.

After thinking about it, she used the communication facility here to call Clark.

Clark answered the strange call: "Hello?"

"Clark."

Clark stopped brushing Bates' hair: "My God, it's you, Louise."

"It's me, I have something to say to you." Louise's voice didn't sound very good. Clark thought she had encountered difficulties in the scientific expedition team, but Louise immediately denied it: "I'm fine, the team leader and The teammates are very kind. It's just...Clark, do you believe the Miko?"

"Of course, I have dealt with witches myself."

Louise couldn't help laughing: "It's a witch, not a witch. Listen, Clark, I only have 5 minutes, and the scientific expedition team will soon leave for the pole. I met a self-proclaimed 'white witch' last night." ', she said there was one or two dreadful beings approaching McMurdo, who would bring disaster."

Clark stopped grooming Best completely, and the cat patted the back of his hand with its paw in dissatisfaction: "Then you should leave immediately."

"But no one believes it... including me, and I don't want to believe it..." The people behind Louise urged, and she had to speed up her speech: "If you can, contact Superman, I know you and his Good relationship. Please ask him to investigate the vicinity of the South Pole, and look for traces of the 'White Miko' by the way."

The phone hung up, Clark turned off the phone screen, put on his Superman uniform, and stood at the window.

After thinking about it before leaving, he went to the cabinet and took out a pair of woolen gloves.

This is from Batman.

"Batman" wrapped in a black cloak visited his small apartment one day, and Clark was taken aback by her attire. At first glance, he thought it was a vampire coming to claim his life.

"Here you are," she said. "Thank you."

Batman was probably thanking him for helping her woo Wayne, Clark thought, unpacking the little bundle.

Inside lay a pair of poorly made gloves. He touched it, and it seemed to be wool.

Thank you very much, but Kryptonians are not afraid of heat or cold, so they don't need these gloves.

Just about to refuse, "Batman" said again: "Magic."

Um?Gloves with magic?Clark almost threw what was on his hand, and it took a while to realize that "Batman" should mean gloves that can resist magical attacks or something.

Before he could speak again, "Batman" spread its wings behind and flew away.

No wonder it's called Batman, he thought, looking at the little black dot in the sky.

Clark put gloves on his hands, the jet-black color didn't quite match his uniform.But it doesn't matter, it's good enough.

Clark knew that his resistance to magic was no different from that of ordinary people, so he suffered a lot.And the "White Priestess" in Louise's mouth sounds like she knows magic. If she is not a good person, he will be in trouble.

"I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon." Clark, who was floating in the air, said to Best, and the black cat gave a "mi" unhappily, and then grabbed the red cloak when he turned around.

The weight of a kitten is not worth mentioning to Superman, so Clark dragged Best to fly over half of the earth, and landed in Antarctica, which is even more desolate than the North Pole.

From McMurdo Station to the South Pole there is a barely visible road.Louise made her first report at the start of the road, and soon her video will be broadcast to American television stations via the Black Isle.

After putting away the microphone, Louise picked up her backpack and got on the transport vehicle to the pole.

Daisy was sitting with her, and almost all the team members in this carriage were female. Someone learned that Daisy was half Inuit from nowhere, and asked about life in the North Pole.

"I settled in New Jersey with my mother when I was ten years old, and I don't have a deep memory of the North Pole." Her words made the people in the car a little frustrated, and Daisy smiled slightly: "However——my father once told me A story I still remember."

The platinum-haired female scientist tells amazing stories about the Arctic and Greenland.

A long time ago, there was a prosperous and prosperous civilization in the Arctic Circle with countless icebergs and ice shards floating there.

Its name is "Hippaporia", the same name as the continent on which it is located.

The continent of Hippapolis raised tens of thousands of residents. At that time, the polar climate was warm and humid. People established many powerful countries on the continent, each worshiping different gods.

For example, Satogua, which looks like a toad, or Atlak, a spider with a human face.

The gods gave them magic and knowledge, but also brought them natural disasters and suffering.

Later, the great water gushing from the poles submerged the entire continent, and Hippapolis sank into the sea, leaving only one remnant site—Greenland.

"Sounds like Atlantis," one team member said after listening. "Are they also turned into mermaids?"

Daisy shook her head: "Most of the people in Hippapolis died before the continent sank, and died of the punishment of the gods."

"What kind of god is this?" Someone whispered.

"Gods don't care about good and evil." Daisy said, then lowered her head and said in a weak voice: "In their eyes, human beings are just little ants, whether they are destroyed or not."

Louise was close, and when she heard her last words, her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The crawler transporter suddenly stopped listening, and Louise almost fell to the ground, but luckily Daisy stretched out her hand to give her a hand.

"What's the matter?" A man put his head into the cab, and saw a huge iceberg through the front window.