[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

"Thank you for your hard work."

The old housekeeper stroked the dust off the feathers of the Shoebill stork with a towel, shook the fur in a daze, and patiently smoothed back the fluffed feathers little by little.

After going back and forth several times, Daidai finally felt comfortable.

"Da~" he rubbed against the old butler cheerfully.

In the house, baby Brucey has already slept in a pool, and the housekeeper will be responsible for waking him up after 8 hours.

Now it is Red Robin who is in charge of guarding the experimental equipment in the Batcave.

"Da?" Do you want one?

In the past two days, I have gotten used to inserting people's feathers. I ran over with my feathers in my mouth. I was so scared that Tim shot the rope gun directly and pulled himself onto the 1:1 dinosaur model.

"No, there must always be someone who stays awake, and I will go to sleep when Batman wakes up!"

It's a pity that Tim's credibility is a bit overdrawn here at Daidai, and the shoebill stork doesn't believe him. He stares straight at Tim with his own hair in his mouth, and approaches Tim, step by step.

Go under the dinosaur model.

There's room to step on it, enough for Tim to hide.

But for the height of the shoebill, it is too difficult.

He stayed below and circled around twice, but couldn't find a breakthrough, so he could only forget it for the time being, and turned around and inserted the feather back on his back.

"Da da!" Stingy!

"Crackling!" Big bats are not as stingy as you!

"I'm afraid you don't remember how you seamlessly cooperated with the old housekeeper to surround Batman just now."

Cooperate?How is it possible to cooperate?There's no way Batman would cooperate with this.

Tim, whose stork language ability has improved in a straight line recently, complained wildly in his heart.Not only did Batman fail to cooperate, he even tried to escape, but the escape plan was aborted because of the tacit cooperation between the Shoebill and the Butler.

"It's definitely about Weight Loss Week Revenge!"

Bruce was very sure, accusing sharply, trying to draw Alfred to his side.

The old butler just looked back with warning eyes, completely unmoved.

Today's "sleep battle" is also a big victory for the shoebill stork.

Now it's showing off at Red Robin again.

Tim: ...it's a rough life!

He just wants to be in love with coffee!

He admitted to kidney deficiency and hair loss!

No way!

The old housekeeper said reservedly: Of course not.

As the young master of the Wayne family, even if he is adopted, he must not lose his hair and lose his kidneys.

So, after three hours, Stork managed to push Tim to sleep. The person in front of the monitoring station was replaced by Damian who had finished his morning exercise. Next to Mian, relying on the length of his neck, he rested his chin on the console of the main engine, and watched the monitor with Damian.

He watched and yawned again.

"Sleepy?" Damian looked at it sideways.

Dadai shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

In the monitor is the Flash who is "jogging", and Stark who is standing next to the research table and messing around.These two people are trying to trace the frequency of Lan Flash through the frequency of Flash. As for why not use Lan Flash himself?

Now that the speed force is on Barry, Lan Shan has no intention of grabbing it, so naturally he can only let Barry cooperate.

White Leopard squatted beside him.

Leopard yawned.

Let out a meow.

"Meow..."

The Flash who got up early in Stark Tower to cooperate with the experiment yawned because he was running too slowly, and chatted with Bai Baobao while he was doing nothing.

"Sleepy?" Barry asked it.

White Leopard Leopard nodded with a whimper, and turned over.

Because Barry couldn't leave the treadmill, Stark walked over with a donut in his mouth, rubbed Leopard's belly, and without accident, he got fluffy and soft flesh.

Stark: ...

I always feel that compared to being dazed, obediently is the one who really needs to lose weight.

A chubby counselor is not a qualified counselor!

"Meow~..." But I don't want to be a qualified counselor...

If it was Batman here, he would definitely pick up the white leopard's ears, drag Su Bao to the treadmill and run with the Flash to lose weight.

Meow what meow?

Run!

lose weight!

Batman's weight loss week is the nightmare of all critters who are steadily gaining weight.

Be as good as a white leopard and don't like to think about it.

Buried its head into Stark's arms, rubbed against each other, and there was a big soft cat paw pad. It raised its forelegs, retracted its claws, scratched upwards, and carefully rubbed Stark's paws with the pads. Tucker's cheek.

"Meow~" Don't lose weight for a week~

"Hmm..." Stark's heart melted instantly, "It's okay, it's okay, Dad won't hand you over to that crazy big bat that doesn't even let small animals go, don't be afraid." Mua bit his head .

Bai Baobao immediately meowed and went back to Mua.

Damian, who was bored, looked through other surveillance cameras, looked at various places in the Wayne Building, looked at several strongholds of the Justice League, and the Titan Tower, and went to watch that Arkham was still sleeping The villains, the red hood is not under surveillance, probably went back to the safe house to sleep, only Bizarro in the picture occupied the nest of the shoebill.

"He crushed your nest." Damian was very dissatisfied.

He glanced blankly at the screen, tilted his head, and rubbed Damian as comfort.

The bird in question didn't seem to care at all, so Damian couldn't care less, and continued to flip through the monitor with a "tsk".

As soon as Dick came back, he kicked off Nightwing's tights, stomped all the way, and then slipped to take a bath to wash off the smell of sewers. Then he wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked over to join in the fun, yawning.

"Speaking of which, haven't you seen Thor and Loki next door for a long time?" Yawn——

"Thor? Loki?" Damian showed disinterest.

Seeing that his elder brother was really sleepy, he thought about it, and reluctantly said what he knew. "Loki has been missing for a while. He said he was going to save the world. Thor has been chasing after him, chasing after him, and both of them have disappeared."

Stark was able to track down Thor's energy signal before, but he couldn't find anything in the last few searches.

Damian: "'Maybe back to Asgard,' that's what the Iron Man said."

"Okay——" Dick yawned and drew a long tone. He patted Damian on the shoulder, expressing that he couldn't hold on anymore and was going to sleep. His eyelids were heavy and his brain stopped, and the top of his eyeballs began to swell and hurt.

There are some new villains in Gotham recently, probably because they saw a few big bosses playing house in Arkham, and some young people forgot how many weights they have, so they sneaked out and started fighting for those red hoods. The site was completely taken away.

But the Red Hood wants to watch over Arkham.

This is very embarrassing.

He could only capture Bludhaven's Nightwing as a strong man.

It was rare for Little Wing to make a request, of course Dick was okay, okay, okay, Dick ran back, watching the old father being persecuted by the stork and had to keep enough sleep, while working overtime to clean up the group of villains who were trying to harm Gotham.

Damian: "Useless Grayson." Super whispered.

Ye Yi, who went out the next day, found that his target was being hunted down by a Robin bird with a knife, and that was another story.

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After seven days like this, on the afternoon of the eighth day, Stark and Batman got their goal.

After testing, on the night of the tenth day, they summoned other people to prepare to officially launch this action named "Negative Universe Correction Plan" by Stark.

Lan Shan, Flash, and Kuaiguai took their positions on their respective treadmills.

Lan Flash is in charge of the real cosmic treadmill, and is also in the pilot position. The Flash and Guaiguai are both in the deputy positions, responsible for providing energy.

These few people formed the advance team to explore the negative universe.

"Remember what it's like to be home," Batman reminded Blue Flash, "no matter what it's like there now."

"I know."

Blue Flash took a deep breath.

The blue arc flickered first, followed by red and white.

Stark stared at the detection screen.

"Who's going to be the first to go in?" Stark asked.

"I, Hulk and you." Batman's thoughts were very clear.

First of all, they need to fix the teleportation device on the opposite side. In other words, sufficient technical personnel are essential. At present, Stark and Batman are the ones who know enough about the core technology of the teleportation device. Considering the construction speed, the two of them They have to go.

Then there is combat effectiveness.

Considering the possibility of mind control technology and the existence of psychics on the opposite side, Batman did not choose Superman.

He is still more used to letting the highest combat power be the finale.

Rogers: "Don't forget that Superman over there is still in Brainiac's hands."

Although from the currently known information, it looks like Superman controlled by the Hydra brain, but that technology came from Brainiac, and later Brainiac came to the earth, so who is in control of Superman? Above, it is self-evident.

Let Hulk face off against Superman, who has been brain-controlled by aliens, and will kill him regardless of severity. Is there really a chance of winning?

Hulk let out a suppressed roar to express his dissatisfaction.

"People can fly." Stark smiled and patted Hulk's muscles. "Sky creatures are always very troublesome, aren't they?"

Hulk twisted away angrily and refused to pat him.

"That Superman still has his bottom line." Batman has a different inference, "If the Superman on the other side is really completely controlled and kills, we in that world have nowhere to escape."

Stark reminded: "Maybe it's because of our kryptonite library."

"Maybe." Batman looked at him, "but Hydra doesn't know about our kryptonite storage, and neither does Blue Flash."

"That is... you mean, over there, our kryptonite vaults haven't been taken out yet, so no one knows they exist except us two guys who are already dead?"

"Maybe." Bat repeated the word.

Stark looked up at the ceiling, sighing at his untimely death.

"Look, this is the downside of hiding things too well." In case I die early, no one will be able to find the hidden things.

Batman doesn't think that's a bad thing.

"Your own people can't do it, and neither can the enemy."

Stark looked at him quietly, then turned his head and repeated the battle plan in hand.

"The current plan, wow, I really don't like making plans," he muttered, "after we have set up a stable teleportation device, the second echelon will follow up and flatten Brainiac directly, and Hydra."

Just look at Superman."Are you okay?" Stark asked.

Superman looked at him quietly, not wanting to answer this kind of "is it okay" question?

"The yellow sun has a strengthening effect on Superman's personal will, and the general brain control state will be accompanied by some red sun suppression harness or a small amount of kryptonite inhalation powder." Batman justified Superman's name, "So, most of the time, the controlled Superman would be weaker than a fully autonomous Superman."

So, Superman is fine, very fine.

"...It sounds like you've been through a lot?" Stark wowed, "Going out on a date when I didn't know." Le.

Batman: "...I guess you wouldn't want to have a 'date'." and put emphasis on the word "date".

Superman was dumbfounded by what Iron Man said.

"In your terms, it's not just a date, it's a foursome."

Two Batmen, two Supermen, isn't that just a foursome?

The old Popsicle choked on his own saliva, and it took five times as much willpower to hold back.

Stark was stunned, looked up at Superman floating in mid-air, grabbed Batman's cloak, and asked in disbelief: "How did he manage to say such dirty things and still look upright?" ?”

Batman: "... only your brain is dirty."

He grabbed his cloak and shook it, shaking the guy's claws away.