[JLU Justice Lord] For all the things that never died

People who grew up in a safe haven cannot become warriors. Through this sudden change, Amaar has truly matured.

Under the calm on the surface, amidst the turbulent dark tide, Amaer held the steel fortress and resisted the entire Justice League alone. After Gray Bat taught her the White Superman and the Watchtower, he disappeared. The future of the entire justice lord rests on her shoulders .

Only she knows that under her own pressure, the knowledge that stays in her mind turns into her real ability.Every day Emma felt a little stronger and calmer, and because of that, she realized how much Batman had taught her.

At the same time, Emma's fear of black bats is also deeper. In order to at least keep the situation from tilting towards the impostors, she can't give Batman too much room to play.

At the end of the week, Amaar changed the roster.

The watchtower controls the whole world with daily monitoring reports. It is one of the lords who listen to the report and make a decision. Each person is on duty for a week, but in fact neither the superman lord nor the gray bat lord is involved in this position, so there are only four in actual rotation. lord.

Lord Superman's schedule is his own, while Lord Batman is working full-time, basically doing all the negotiations, diplomacy, and ground logistics.Unlike other superheroes who live in watchtowers, he almost always stays on Earth.

But now that Batman is in the watchtower, Amaar puts him on the roster as well, which is scheduled for the next week.

On the first day of the Lord Mars' duty this week, the Lords of Justice collectively went to another dimension, and spent the second day in that world. The Lords have issued a notice for this before they left. Responsible.

It was already the fifth day since Blue Superman and Louise Lane met in the Lord of Justice world, and the next day was the beginning of the next week, the first day Batman was on duty.

Standing on the bottom floor of countless monitoring platforms, Amaar stared at Batman standing on the high platform listening to the report.

She hasn't seen Batman in days?Saw it at the meeting the morning before yesterday.When, when...?

At the end of the report, everything is normal except for a few small natural disasters, and these natural disasters have been detected in advance by the detectors of watchtowers all over the world, and they have been prevented or evacuated.

Batman finished his work and walked down the high stairs. Amaar was already standing by the stairs. Before Batman stepped down the last step, she couldn't wait to whisper joyfully: "My lord, you are back."

There is not a single superhero on this level. Superman went to the earth to meet the vice president of the United States, and he will not listen to the voice from the watchtower.Even if there are some risks, Aimar can't take care of them. She has never been so happy to see this person, and she refuses to look away for a second.

Batman—the Batman lord in a black bat uniform was not surprised, and walked forward calmly: "You know it's me?"

Amaar followed him and walked to the monitoring room together: "I can see the difference, you are different."

Lord Batman asked with interest: "Where?"

"It's hard to say, my lord, I can only roughly describe the difference between those who have experienced war and those who have not...Of course, I am not talking about cosmic level wars. There are no tens of thousands of compatriots. The shock of blood spilled on scorched earth—humans are far more capable of creating cruelty than any other race."

Feeling suddenly relaxed, Aimar even had the strength to let his words be ridiculed.Emmael felt happy for the first time in days, following in the footsteps of Lord Batman.

The door of the monitoring room was closed, and Amaar finally woke up from the frenzied joy, and was completely relieved.

Many places in the watchtower are filled with lead, and Superman's ability can't penetrate it, including the place where the Lord of Justice's only two free-moving members are now standing.

"We don't have much time." Gray Bat said bluntly, "Blue Superman will return to the watchtower in a while, and he will come to me first thing."

Amaar took a deep breath and asked the most concerned question: "Lord Batman, where are the other lords?"

Gray Bat replied briefly: "Their dimension."

Amaar's mind was relieved. She was always afraid that they had been killed, but she was also extremely surprised: "They didn't even leave a guard?"

"They will regularly send people back to inspect."

"Who are they...?" Amaar finally asked this question.

"They call themselves the Justice League." Gray Bat took out the prepared USB flash drive and handed it to Amaar.Just like the watchtower, he didn't intend to give her this thing so soon, but Amaar performed better than he thought. "These are the materials of the Justice League. Go home and read them, and destroy them after reading."

Aimar nodded and put away the USB flash drive.Turn around and leave.

She couldn't be alone with Batman for too long, that would be too conspicuous.

The alloy door closed behind the girl, and the gray bat sitting in front of the huge monitoring screen said in a low voice that the girl couldn't hear: "Superman should wake up."

Sending off Amaar, the next visitor to Lord Batman is Blue Superman.

Blue Superman poured out the confusion he received during his trip to the earth to the companion he thought he had: his conversation with the vice president did not go well.The other party was obviously very happy in the last interrogation, but in this interview, the other party talked about him and refused to get to the point.

Superman was puzzled, even worried: "Did he see the flaw?"

"I don't think His Excellency the Vice President has that IQ." Lord Batman said bluntly.

"So what's the problem?" Blue Superman humbly asked for advice from Batman, who was experienced in negotiating.

Gray Bat pointed out the problem: "You are too enthusiastic."

Superman is speechless: "Aren't they the ones who desperately need a president?"

Gray Bat nodded slightly, and said, "I found a video record."

"?" Blue Superman didn't understand why Batman suddenly changed the subject.

Gray Bat further explained: "The Superman lord and the vice president, they talked about this topic six days ago. At that time, the Superman lord had no intention of allowing the presidential election. In less than a week, you suddenly want to actively promote it?"

Blue Superman looked at him blankly, still not understanding what this meant.

He couldn't think of it because he had never thought about it in that direction. Batman was satisfied with this, and directly pointed out: "He thought you wanted to run for president."

Blue Superman was taken aback: "Me?"

Then he immediately came back to his senses: "No, it's Superman Bai..." He muttered dissatisfiedly, "He is already the lord of the whole world, and he doesn't need to be a tied-up American president anymore."

Gray Bat said sarcastically, "Some people don't see it that way."

All the status quo of this world makes Blue Superman feel powerless, and he keeps a straight face like White Superman all day long, and Blue Superman feels that he is getting used to facial paralysis soon enough.

Thinking of this, the muscles on the cheeks felt a little stiff, Lan Chaoren reached out and rubbed his cheeks, and asked without image: "Then what should I do next?"

"Patience," Gray Bat said meaningfully, "Although you are a superman, you are not God. It is impossible to create a new world in just seven days, and reverse is often more difficult than direct creation."

But Superman Bai has been in a coma for seven days.

Throughout the day, it was difficult for Emaar to keep herself calm. She didn't want to put on a show in The Flash anymore. The sex work did bring back some of her composure.

After returning home from get off work, Aimar grabbed a bag of bread and went straight to the basement.

Her laptop had already been moved to the basement, and after returning to Gotham these days, Amaar spent most of the time in the basement.

Checking the status of Lord Superman as usual, Amaar sat in front of the screen and opened the information Batman gave him.

About another dimension, about an organization called the Justice League.

After viewing one or two battle videos and finding that they are similar to the lords, Amaar skipped this part and spent more energy on carefully reading the introduction part.

Batman Lord's information is very detailed, and the summary is straightforward and concise.After a while, Amaar let go of the mouse that was pulled to the bottom, facing the screen, with his fingers crossed against his chin.

What... ludicrous justice.Isn't this also using other people's lives to build your ideal society?Use all the people who have died, are dying, and will die in the war, in exchange for the freedom and human rights they want.

All so-called "normal" societies are like this, using the lives of a large number of people, the flesh and blood of the people at the bottom of the pyramid, to build the power and enjoyment of the people at the top of the pyramid.

And the entire Justice League is an accomplice in maintaining this cruel order.

If you only look at the past before Flash's death, the personnel and affairs of the two worlds are exactly the same as twins.Amaar couldn't help thinking maliciously, if one or two people in the Justice League died, would that blue Superman also transform into another lord?

Is this the price of growth?Or the so-called pain of youth?Calculated according to the age of Kryptonians, Superman is still a child with an uncertain personality.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice any other movement.In the silent basement, a male voice sounded from behind: "What are you looking at?"

With the familiar unforgettable voice, Amaar suddenly turned around: "Superman Lord!"

The superman lord in the white cloak sat up from the bed with his forehead supported, and the face under his palm was tired and hazy after waking up from a long sleep.

Emmael almost cried with joy, turned around and rushed towards him, and crashed into Superman's arms with the loud bang of the chair overturning behind her, with enough force to knock a grown man over.But Superman didn't sit still, and reached out to hug her, but Amaar's nose hit Superman's steel chest, so when she raised her head in his arms, her eyes were really tearful.

Upon waking up and seeing the cute look of this child, Superman's mood improved a bit, but Amaar asked urgently: "What did they do to you? How did they make you fall asleep? What kind of weapon is that?" She went to ruin it!

These words quickly brought Lord Superman back to a deep state of sorrow, as if he was still in the aftertaste of his long dream: "No, it's the bat, he let me... rest for a while."

The lord of the Lord of the World lowered his head and looked at his hand, which was once on Lightning's neck: "I dreamed of some past times." The old times that he hated.

He didn't leave time for the girl to ask questions, and looked up at Amaar: "You once called me Allah."

Amaar looked up at him without hesitation or reservation: "If I still have faith, it must be you."

"Still steadfast?"

"Forever." There was never a second answer.

"Good girl," Superman sighed contentedly.

He raised one hand and gently stroked Amaar's black hair.The brown pupils looked at him without blinking, so clear that you could see the bottom at a glance.

He knew that Amaar had never been naive and ignorant, she had experienced too many cruel ordeals since she was a child, and her intelligence was rare even among the 60 billion people on earth.She was like this only in front of him.

No matter what happens, she will follow him and believe in him, which is very important to him now.

"I should say this to you many times, thank you."

The last time I said thank you at the end seemed to be to this girl. For nearly two years, the life of the son of Krypton was just a drop in the ocean, but it seemed to be a long, long time ago.

He has almost forgotten how to say thank you.