[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Clark diverted a little attention to his boyfriend. He listened to the slightly heavy self-confession of The Flash of the World. Clark put his arms around their Winky. Barry was a little dejected. Clark rubbed the shoulders of their alliance group favorite and said: "Barry."

Barry looked up, and Clark said, "This is knowing the disadvantages of the future, knowing the ending of certain things, and knowing that you can't do some things you really want to do."

"It can't be regarded as knowing," Barry muttered, and sighed again. Barry lowered his head, and he said in a muffled voice: "Muffle, you know, as long as the speed exceeds the speed of light, you can travel through time. And Me, my running speed has long been able to exceed the speed of light." Barry paused, and said: "However, my parallel time and space body told me that I can save everyone, except my mother."

Clark was stunned, and asked, "Has he tried?"

Barry shook his head and said, "That's not true. He didn't dare to take the risk of changing history. I..." Barry took a deep breath, raised his head, and smiled. Barry looked at Clark, who was looking at him with concern. , said: "I don't care, meringue, you know, I..."

"I know," Clark patted Barry's shoulder with his arm around Barry's shoulder, and said, "You are one of the best superheroes in the world."

Two close superheroes walk out of the heavily guarded prison and walk into the base of the rebel army. There are not many people left in the base of the rebel army. The war with the Justice League of this world is over. Re-established, the new regime is being re-established, only some old people and children left in this underground base, and some wounded soldiers who need to recuperate.

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the base also knew that the main reason for the victory in this war was this group of fighters from the parallel world Justice League. They greeted Clark and Barry enthusiastically, which made the two superheroes a little embarrassed. Clark hugged Then Barry hid in a lounge, and as soon as the door closed, he saw him nestling in the corner with his legs crossed, holding a coffee cup with one hand, sipping Ye Yi for himself.

Dick, who was sitting in the corner, yelled, "Clark, Barry! Come here, come here, come sit down! Do you want some coffee? I'll make you the coffee machine and freshly ground coffee beans that Tony sent over!" Ye Yi beckoned them Sit over, Clark glanced up and down, obviously Ye Yi was in a particularly good mood, but he looked really embarrassed.

Barry waved his hand, and the two superheroes greeted the young man Nightwing. Clark looked at the bloody wound on Dick's cheek, his left hand was tied to his chest with a bandage, and he looked like he was injured in a bloody battle.Clark asked, "Is this all Damian's beating?"

"Didn't that brat move his hand?" Ye Yi stood up, shrugged and walked towards the coffee machine in the corner. What Master Grayson said was to make coffee for two superheroes, but he just put two cups and pressed Press the button on the fully automatic coffee machine.

Two cups of coffee were delivered to Clark and Barry, Dick sat back in his seat, and Clark asked, "You just met Tony," Clark listened, and he heard two people with very similar voices talking Talking, to his surprise, the voice of the older Stark sounded very calm, and when their Tony spoke, he seemed very irritable. Clark listened for a while, came back to his senses, and asked: " Where is that Master Wayne? I didn't hear his voice."

"Huh?" Dick took a sip of his coffee and said, "Then he must be arguing with Bruce. That kid, he was so stubborn that he couldn't pull eight donkeys back." Dick looked him up and down and sat down on a chair to drink coffee. Clark who added candy, Clark felt his sizing, blinked, full of doubts, Dick said: "Do you want to persuade? After all..."

"Let me tell you, Clark, you can tell by Damian's temper that he is Bruce's own child, his own!" The young Dick joked, and said, "Your bat will definitely bring his blood back to you!" My dear, you can challenge the difficult version first."

You can even persuade the bat, the little bat should be fine.

From the corner of Dick's eyes, Barry's eyes became brighter and brighter. Barry didn't know who Damian was, but after hearing Dick's words and sentences, he knew the relationship between Damian and Bruce. Barry leaned forward. In response, Dick also leaned forward in cooperation, and Clark couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You talk," Clark asked, taking a sip of the coffee in his cup, "Where's your Batman?" Dick pointed in the direction, and Clark turned and left.

Clark walked to the door of a medical room in the direction Dick pointed. He looked in through the glass on the door of the medical room. A young man was lying on the bed. Hanging on the bed, the back of his right hand was pierced with an injection needle. Clark scanned the printing on the bottle, which was used for anti-inflammatory drugs.

The young man closed his eyes, breathing steadily and sleeping deeply. The wounds on his body were carefully bandaged. Batman sat on the edge of the bed with his back stretched, his hands on his knees. Although he was wearing a uniform and did not wear a mask, he Clarke couldn't see Batman's expression from his angle.

At this time, Batman stood up. He had heard the movement outside the door a long time ago. He turned around and walked towards the door. Batman opened the door. He and Clark looked at each other. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Damian is going to wake up, please help me to talk to him, okay?" The Batman in this world saw Clark nodded, a little abruptly, and he said, "Seeing you and me I can really learn from Karl’s original style of dealing with the way of getting along with parallel time and space counterparts.”

"My boy," the older Batman said in a lower voice, "you can fight with me if you see me."

Clark opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.Batman chuckled and said sincerely, "Thank you." He strode away.

Whether it is the Karl-El of this world or the Karl-El from the parallel world, no matter what path he chooses, but like a signpost at a fork in the road, his own convincing and admirable personality charm, People will follow in his footsteps.

Clark pushed open the door of the medical room. He was a little curious why Batman didn't arrange guards at the door, but as soon as this question came to his mind, Clark understood the answer - if Damian and Batman have similar fighting abilities, then Arranging a team of guards at the door would only increase unnecessary casualties.

Clark opened the chair next to the bed, and when the legs of the chair fell to the ground, there were two light "knocking" sounds. Clark lifted his cloak and sat on the chair. When he looked up, he watched the sleepy young man's eyelashes flutter.

Clark exposed Damian's intention to pretend, and said, "Are you awake?"

Damian slowly opened his eyes and squinted them subconsciously. Only then did Master Wayne get used to the light in the room. Damian's eyes fell on Clark, and he was stunned: "Carl..." Suddenly, he said, "Are you a superman in a parallel world?"

"Yes, I am," Clark said.

Damian closed his eyes, he sneered, and said, "Why, you also come to convince me, teach me, and tell me that everything I do is wrong?"

"To be honest, yes and no," Clark leaned back in the chair, looked at the young man in front of him in a relaxed posture, and said, "The purpose of my original visit was to meet Bruce's own son," said Damie. Ann opened his eyes and stared at Clark. Clark looked at the pair of steel blue eyes that were very similar to Bruce, and smiled slightly. He said, "Your stubborn and stubborn appearance is really Bruce's own child. .”

Damian stared blankly at the big blue man in front of him, he would never have thought that their chat would start from this angle.

"You probably don't know," Clark said slowly, "The biggest difference between me and Bruce and the Superman and Batman in this world is that I have known that Master Bruce since I was six years old. Big moments, I'm the person who knows Bruce better than Alfred."

Clark's description attracted Damian's attention, and Clark said with a smile: "Adult Bruce, especially Bruce who has become Batman, always gives people the feeling of being calm, self-possessed and strategizing, but I know very well that what this person has The desire to control and all the planning and arrangements to avoid potential risks make people angry."

Damian choked out a sentence: "Then you are still his good friend."

"I haven't always been his good friend," Clark joked. "I broke up with him for seven months when I was in college. I ignored him for seven months. I didn't know how to call or read text messages. Didn't meet, didn't say a word. It seems that only by doing this, breaking up with him, and cutting off relations with him, will he estimate your feelings. "

"Hmph" Damian understood this feeling all too well.

Damian heard Clark continue to speak slowly: "But, even if you ignore him and don't want to care about him, you can't help but think, I... Am I doing something wrong, am I doing something wrong too? what."

"Am I doing the right thing, Carl," Damian said hurriedly, "I just think that there are some crimes that should be punished with harsh methods. Batman is too weak, those criminals, clowns, dead shots... …they're damned instead of locked up in Arkham and given them a chance to escape, it's Batman's fault that Metropolis was razed to the ground!"

As soon as Damian looked up, he saw Clark holding his head on his hands and tilting his head quietly. Damian couldn't help but said, "What's your expression!"

"I don't really want to comment on this matter, let's put it this way, if you didn't have doubts, you wouldn't ask me this question," Damian frowned, and Clark continued: "Because you are in this world Growing up around Batman, you can see why he insists on not taking life by deliberate means."

Clark changed the subject and said, "I can see that what happened in this world has also touched Bruce. Oh, I mean my Bruce. After we go back, he will definitely make some preparations."

Damian followed Clark's train of thought. At this time, light footsteps came from outside the door. This sound was the sound of Batman reducing the sound of soft soles. Damian's hearing was keen, and he moved when he recognized Batman's footsteps. The sight that fell on Clark was fixed on the door.

The door of the medical room was pushed open, and the young Bruce walked in.

Like a deflated balloon, Damian looked at Clark again and said angrily, "Carl, why do you say that you think the same as your Bruce?"

Clark glanced at Bruce, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Oh, because he's my boyfriend."

Clark looked at the young man who was very similar to Bruce with a bit of mischief, showing a stunned expression on his face.