The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"You mean, a girl who claimed to be a dream witch appeared and gave you this pill and took away your nightmares."

Batman stated.

"I know it sounds like some kind of cheesy local fairy tale."

Clark spread his palms, watching his teammates pick up the vial, and observed the magical product from the dream at close range.

"... There are gold powders floating in it."

Batman's hoarse voice passed through the voice changer, and he didn't mean to hide his emotions, so Clark immediately heard the stiffness of his teammates and couldn't help but laugh.

——Even Batman can't stand this kind of thing that is too magical and fairy tale.

"She told me that this thing would allow her to find me again in the dreams of everyone in the world, so I guess she might not be able to appear in the real world." Looking away from the pill, Clark added again .

"I'll find someone to deal with it." Batman put away the vial and made a promise.

"I trust you."

Superman said with a smile.

After finishing the business, he was going to care about his friend, "How are you doing?"

"not bad."

Batman said, but his growing morose aura said otherwise.

Superman knows he doesn't seem to be telling the truth, but there's nothing big going on in Gotham, so it's about family, Bruce Wayne's family—

"How's your little girl?" Clark asked concerned.

Batman looked up slowly.

"?"

Clark's harmless, warm smile froze on his face.

The bell suddenly rang in the quiet air, barely saving the fate of the Kryptonians being beaten out of the earth.

When Batman answered the phone, Superman glanced curiously at the display, realizing that the call might have been opened by the mysterious Bat-Cub.

——Clark had never seen the little Wayne girl.

He was expecting to hear a bat cub with an aura similar to Damian or Tim meeting his old father, but he didn't expect a little furry head to appear on the screen.

"Hi, Dad."

The little furry head called out sweetly, "Good morning."

"Good morning," Bruce whispered, and Clark noticed he was staring intently at the screen.

Superman looked down and saw the dark patch in the lower left corner of the screen.Even with the poor graphics, Batman's cat ears and mask are clearly visible, not to mention Superman's blue uniform and red cape.

Clark:? ? !

"Is Daddy working with Superman?"

Before he had time to pray that she wouldn't see her, the girl yawned, her little furry head disappeared from the screen, then came back again, and greeted the person on the other side of the screen quite friendly.

"Hi, I'm Sisley." Sisley said obediently.

This was the first time she had officially met Superman, but the other Sisleys and Sisley in a small vest had actually played games with Superman countless times.

At this moment, she was quite curious whether Superman had a good night's sleep after being "tortured" by the dream witch's vest.

"………Hello."

K. didn't know it was a video call. In fact, he was about to leave. La. was caught off guard when he saw Batman being stripped of his horse. K said, asking Batman with his eyes stiffly.

Batman gave him a nonchalant look.

It would be difficult for Clark to tell for a while whether the look made him stay or let him go quickly, but neither the Batman whose horse was stripped nor the girl who stripped his vest reacted quite indifferently.

The screen shook for a while, and the girl's soft whisper came.

"...I want an fried egg..." Her perspective suddenly changed from low to high, "...Well, it's Dad...yes...I'm in the video."

"Sisley."

Batman said quietly.

Clark was beginning to feel the familiar creepiness, the last time Batman spoke in that tone, he had smashed the Kryptonian's twelve ribs with kryptonite.

"Ok?"

However, the girl on the opposite side was not affected at all, causing Batman to stop casting the buff.

"...Huh..." The girl said absent-mindedly, "Where...is this? Ah..."

The scene was quite chaotic for a while, and there was another earthquake-level shaking in the picture. She seemed to accidentally press the flip camera, and then a pair of soft and slender bare feet appeared on the screen, with round toes, and each nail was shining with a vermilion luster. Like plump pomegranate seeds.

Although it was only for a moment, it still stayed on Clark's retina with a very bright color.

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from outside the screen, grabbed the foot, and put Sisley's slippers on, in the shape of cute and furry bear paws.

The camera had just had time to capture a light purple hair top, and then Sisley found the button to turn it back. She pressed it again, and a beautiful and fluffy cat appeared in the camera again, and her vision also changed from high to low.

"Dad, I'm sorry..." The girl laughed, her eyes brightened.

The morning light passed through the undrawn curtains in the living room, staggered and fell on her pale face, and fell into her ice blue eyes.She is indeed a little girl who is weaker than ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with that.

But with Clark's hearing, he could hear another footstep beside him...softer, more forceful, with a healthier heartbeat, like a beast.

Is it the woman who half knelt down to put on her shoes just now?

"It's okay." Bruce said calmly.

"Look."

Sisley held up the camera and showed a circle of breakfast on the dining table.

Ken just came out of the kitchen, took off his apron, and prepared to sit down at the table.

"Are you willing to do it for you?" She heard the old father ask.

"Yes." Sisley immediately replied frankly, "Ken likes to cook very much, and he handles our breakfast these days. Isn't it?"

The camera pans up and shines on a silent face.

The tall, blond-haired man looked straight at the camera without speaking, as if he must appear in some horror game.

Clark couldn't imagine that such a man would enjoy cooking, but he did have a kitchen knife by his hand, so maybe...?

Batman couldn't help but feel a toothache when he heard the innocent and ignorant words of his youngest daughter.

Even though the things Ken made were visually similar to Alfred's, Batman could still see the kitchen knife in his hand.

———A few weeks ago, it was the same knife that hung the clown up and stabbed the monkfish piece by piece.

"You have a guest?"

Swallowing back the words "is the content of chemical products too high?", the old father asked suddenly after counting the number of plates.

"Sally came over early."

Sisley said with a smile, "She has also reserved a room in this hotel, downstairs from mine, but she is still used to coming and staying with us."

She held up the camera and swayed it to focus on the brown-skinned girl on the couch.

Yogel: "?"

The sun shone on the girl's body, and the golden threads and gemstones of various colors shone brightly, refracting the colorful lights all over the walls and floors, and relentlessly exuding a "rich" atmosphere.

"Really." The old father was noncommittal.

"Okay, Dad, I'm leaving."

Sisley said, "Sally is asking me out, I'll call you when I get there."

"Ah."

Batman grunted in response.

"I'll be back from New York soon," the girl said to him with a smile as if seeing his reluctance, "Dad, don't worry, I'll be home soon, and Are you willing to accompany me."

A woman's cold snort came from the other side of the screen.

Sisley was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to explain.After a while, she reappeared from the screen with a dejected expression visible to the naked eye.

"Oops," she whispered into the camera, "she's angry. Why is she angry?"

Let alone a fake playboy, even a real gentleman Clark felt that Sisley would suffer when he heard this.

Sure enough, the screen shakes violently.Something flew obliquely, Sisley dodged Max, and escaped the range of the puppet bear's attack.

"Goodbye Dad, I love you!"

The girl fled in the living room with the camera in her arms, out of breath from laughing, "I'll call you later, mua!"

Batman: "..."

Sisley didn't care that her old father never responded when she said "I love you", leaving a sticky kiss, so she reached out and pressed the call button.

After being hung up, Batman sat in silence for a while.

Clark rarely sees him like this. He intended to stand there silently for a few minutes, pretending to be a ruthless tree stump, but Batman seemed to come to his senses suddenly, and his eyes fell on Superman .

"When she calls for you, and I have more than I can," Batman asked suddenly, "can you take my daughter out of the fray?"

"I can." Clark nodded.

After a while, he couldn't help but say.

"I heard the heartbeat of quite a beast around her, she was well cared for."

"I know." Batman whispered.

but……

After seeing the terrifying scene in his dream, he wondered if there was anyone in the world who could completely destroy that laboratory.

After Superman left, Bruce stood up, walked to the front of the safe, and entered the combination.

The door of the cabinet popped open, revealing an empty safe. There were no confidential documents or ancient Roman gold jewelry in it, only an ordinary snack stick.

Even the packaging bag uses the bright macaron color unique to the snack bar, which looks quite ordinary.

———At the last moment of the dream, he only had time to take this from the assembly line and stuff it into his pocket.

Contrary to Batman's expectations, it didn't disappear, but was miraculously preserved, just like Clark Kent's experience.

They acquire entities in dreams.

"........."

Batman stared at the snack stick, lifted it up, and pressed it gently to his chest.

The bloody smell flowed between his lips and teeth again, and Bruce closed his eyes briefly.

Because there are only two concise labels on this snack stick.

【Product Name: Happy】

[Product raw material: a human being. 】