[Super Bat] The third type of god

Bruce didn't take the clothes he wore when he lived in the Fortress of Solitude, and he is very grateful for this now, otherwise he would have to run naked now.

Damn Kryptonian...

Bruce hasn't eaten since he got up yesterday morning, and he finished eating the pie in a short while.

Clark also made crepes for him a few times when he was in the North Pole. I don’t know if it’s because he is good at craftsmanship or because he is really hungry. The taste of this cake is much better than before.

Clark consciously came over to help him take away the plate, but as long as Bruce thought of his scrapped bat uniform, he felt that the dangling Superman in front of him was an eyesore, and he couldn't help saying: "...you don't have anything else to do? ?”

"It's the weekend, Bruce, and I don't have to go to work for the Daily Planet." Clark said, "I've done an earthquake and a fire rescue while you were sleeping, and on the way back..."

"Stop, I'm not interested in your feats, Superman," Bruce said grimly.

"Oh, by the way, Bruce, I still have something to tell you." Clark said as he walked towards the closet, recalling Bruce's daily outfits and picking out a few clothes, "Do you want a scarf?"

"Bring it here." Bruce endured back pain, sat up on the edge of the bed, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Clark handed him the clothes: "About Louise."

Bruce paused, then put on his clothes as if nothing had happened.

But this slight pause couldn't escape Clark's eyes. He immediately leaned forward curiously, observing Bruce's pretending calm eyes: "You seem to mind if I talk about her?"

"...No." Bruce denied.

Clark was unwilling to let go of any clues that Bruce loved him, and his eyes lit up with excitement: "No, don't deny it, Bruce, you just mind! Every time you see me with her, you turn around and leave ,I found it!"

"If you say no, you don't have it." Bruce pushed him aside wordlessly.

In fact, he really has no other thoughts about Louise Lane, and his mind is not so childish.He knew very well that the Superman of this time and space, his Cal, hadn't called her in the first place.

But when Bruce faced Superman's original fiancée, he still couldn't help being a little embarrassed. He never imagined that one day he would completely replace her role.

Either this timeline is crazy, or he himself is crazy.Bruce thought to himself.

"Okay, okay, you didn't." Clark's tone made Bruce want to hit someone, and he did, but his fist was no different from hitting Superman on a steel plate, except that the finger bones didn't hurt as much. .

"Oh, Bruce, don't use so much force!" Clark wrapped his palm around his fist.

Bruce just wanted to ask him back, do you feel pain?

I heard Clark say worriedly: "You will break your bones like this!"

Bruce: "..."

Batman began to think about the need to carry kryptonite with him.

"Louise came to me the night before because she found out who I am on Earth," Clark said.

Bruce was not surprised by this. Louise had seen Clark without glasses. When Clark appeared as Superman, she was able to connect the two quickly.Bruce remembers that she wrote the first story about Superman, who gave Clark the code name "Superman."

Oh man, this Clark still thinks he got the name "Superman."Bruce was embarrassed again.He really took all the scenes that belonged to Louise.

He thought about it, and decided to pretend nothing happened.

Clark saw his unease and thought he was worried about his identity being exposed, so he quickly said: "She won't tell, I told her. The government doesn't trust us that much, if they know that I grew up in Kansas Da, will definitely dig into my past, I don't know what they will do to Martha, this is their usual method, isn't it? I can't let my mother be threatened in any way, and Louise can understand my concerns."

Clark's intelligence and tact were a bit beyond Bruce's expectations, and Louise was a very serious person, which was evident from the fact that she insisted on publishing Clark's report anonymously despite Perry's objections.

"I gotta say you've impressed me, Carl."

"No, Bruce." Clark shook his head, "To be honest, I still have lingering fears about Zod going to find my mother."

"Yes, I know. I'll protect Martha too, don't worry, Carl." Bruce patted him on the shoulder.

What he thought of was the kidnapping of Martha by Luther. He rescued Martha, but failed to save Clark. This matter was a knot in his heart that he could never untie.

The two were talking when Bruce's cell phone rang suddenly.

Clark looked at him questioningly.

Bruce unlocked the screen and found out that it was an informant.

"Oh, here we go, Karl."

"what?"

Bruce put away his phone and said, "Remember the 'Aquaman' I told you about? Arthur Curry, half human and half Atlantean."

Of course Clark didn't forget, he nodded: "I remember, you mentioned it the night you found the Fortress of Solitude, but you haven't told me what is going on with Atlantis yet."

"I don't know much about them. When I told you, I only read the information collected by Luthor and knew that there was this race. Then I asked Diana, and she told me some information. A long time ago, the two of them The race relationship is not bad." Bruce briefly summarized the information he knew, "There is information that he has landed in Iceland, I have to go and see."

"Are you recruiting him into the league?" Clark asked.

"Have this idea, and Barry Allen in Central City, he seems to have super speed, I plan to meet him next month. I have to hurry to build the alliance, Zod can't be the last we will fight An enemy. I'm actually a little worried, Karl, that Zod's been around earlier than I remember."

Clark understood. He walked over and gave his beloved a firm hug.

"You're still worried about 'Doomsday,' aren't you?"

Bruce took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes..."

Clark hugged him, his warm breath sprinkled on his neck, and he kissed Bruce's soft earlobe to soothe his emotions: "It's okay, Bruce, we have prepared for this time. Maybe it won't be born at all, The Fortress of Solitude and Zod's body are here with me, there is no way Luthor will get them, I promise you."

"I just……"

I just don't want to lose you anymore and can't lose you.

Bruce wanted to say.

Clark hugged him tighter: "I know it all, Bruce, I know it all..."

Clark volunteered to go to Iceland with Bruce to find Arthur Curry.

But it could only be Clark who took him there. The fuel in his Batplane was only enough for a one-way flight, and he wasn't sure if the weather there would allow him to land smoothly.

Furthermore, it is indeed much more convenient to have the humanoid plane Clark.

Before departure, Bruce asked Clark to change his clothes. The Superman uniform was so eye-catching that no one knew who he was.

Without the protection of the cloak, Clark flew a little slower, and it took about seven or eight minutes to get near the destination.

The wind and snow here are very heavy, and it is indeed not suitable for planes to land. The port is also frozen, and there are no ships passing through. The two can only walk to the village where Arthur Curry appeared.

Bruce tightened his scarf, the tip of his nose was red with cold, and the white mist from his breath seemed to freeze instantly.

Clark held out a hand, motioning for Bruce to hold him.

But this time Bruce refused, he frowned and asked, "Are you here for work or for a date?"

Clark didn't dare to say "all of them", but just defended: "I'm worried that you are cold."

"I'm not cold, Carl, this is the coat you picked out for me. The temperature here is not much different from the North Pole."

"Okay." Clark withdrew his hand resentfully.

The two walked side by side for a while, and Clark suddenly said, "Can you tell me about that Clark, Bruce, for example, the first time you met?"

Bruce felt baffled and asked, "You don't like me mentioning him, don't you?"

"……Just curious."

Bruce glanced at him speechlessly, and told him: "The first meeting after we knew each other's identities was not pleasant. He stopped me, tore up my car door, and put a lot of cruel words, warning me, Then flew away."

"He's so rude," Clarke commented.

Bruce: "..."

Bruce had nothing to say to him: "Please don't be so naive."

Clark said stiffly: "I'm just telling the truth."

Bruce couldn't bear it any longer: "Are you better than him? The first time you saw me, you tied me up."

Clark retorted without confidence: "But I will release you immediately, and I will take care of you!"

"Yeah, you really didn't tear my car door, you tore my clothes."

Clark whispered, "Sorry, I can't help it..."

The wind in his ears was too loud, and Bruce couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"nothing!"

-

They found Arthur Curry in a bar, still posing with a group of people.

Bruce waited patiently for him to finish before sitting next to him.

His dress and temperament are really out of tune with the people around him, and he will stand out no matter where he is, Arthur can't help but look at him a few more times.

"The helicopter has been held up by the storm for six days. Where are you from, stranger?"

There was a glass of wine in front of Bruce, but he didn't take a sip, and replied, "Here."

Arthur shrugged.

"I want to ask you about someone." Bruce raised his eyes and looked into the other's rare eyes like frost. "He always brings fish in winter when the villagers are hungry and cold. He also came last night. .”

Arthur said irrelevantly: "You should see that the port is completely frozen when you come."

"I didn't say he came by boat. I'm forming an alliance, and I need a warrior like him to defend against enemies far away. I must meet him."

Arthur drank his own wine: "Five thousand dollars, I can tell you something about him."

Bruce said indifferently: "I can give you twenty-five thousand dollars, let me talk to him now."

Arthur didn't expect that he would agree to this unreasonable request, and he was stunned for a while before saying: "There is no mysterious man, I am poor, but I am not stupid, you can leave here."

"What if I say 'no'?"

Arthur raised his broken eyebrow and grabbed Bruce by the collar.

But there was only a muffled "boom", and it was Arthur himself who was pressed against the wall.

"Speak well, don't move." Clark warned him expressionlessly.

Bruce will never forget Arthur's brilliant expression.

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