[Zhongyingmei] How difficult is it to become a reliable adult

April had never been half as sincere in admitting her mistakes in front of Dick.

Even when they came back from the restaurant, she stood two steps forward with a heroic expression, blocking the blazing sight of the campus stars.

Jonathan did feel a little distressed by this. As an ordinary boy Jonathan, he was not used to all eyes focusing on himself.

But on this basis, he cares more about Aprily.

He kept comforting the depressed girl, "It's okay, I don't care about it."

Jonathan racked his brains, "In the future, no one will laugh at me as a country boy. I'm a star on campus. To laugh at me is to laugh at the aesthetics of students in West City!"

Aprily frowned, "That's not the problem."

She twisted the necklace of the pendant on her chest, "I have already worn the necklace, but my ability is still out of control, what should I do in the future?"

"Will I still influence others like this in the future? This time it's just a vote, will it affect others next time?"

Ai Puli took a deep breath and whispered, "I don't always have good thoughts in my head."

"So we're going to fix these problems, right?" Jonathan said. "It's even better, because we find a problem before it gets into a big mess, and we can fix it before it gets too bad."

This is Jonathan, a boy who can see the light no matter where he is.Sometimes Appley wonders why other people think Jonathan is not outstanding.

With or without that pretty face, Jonathan is Jonathan, and the sun is always the sun.

Damian, who has been silent since returning to the cabin, said, "It's rare that Baby Joe said something that wasn't nonsense."

There was thought in his eyes, "First of all, we need to figure out whether it is the necklace that has failed, or your ability has increased."

Damian decides on the first step, "We need to make a phone call to Dad."

It was not an easy thing to talk about, but Aprily dialed Bruce's number herself, and she described the current situation to Bruce with trepidation.

There was a short silence on the other end of the phone, perhaps after a few comparisons in his heart, Bruce said, "The suppressor you carry with you is connected to the bat computer, and we can observe your situation at any time."

The phone was turned on, and Ai Puli looked at Damian blankly, and Damian snorted coldly, "I knew it."

Bruce just pretended not to hear, "We will check your ability index, there was a peak last night, and the peak value has exceeded the threshold of the suppressor. It's not a problem with the suppressor, but your ability has increased, A."

Ai Puli felt a little confused, "But I didn't do anything, and I didn't feel anything special."

She thought about it, and made an analogy, "It's like when the protagonist in the comics becomes stronger, he feels power in his body, and then light rushes in his blood vessels."

Bruce was quiet for a moment, then said slowly, "Let's read some comics with Robin and Superboy."

Damian protested nonchalantly, "Father, you are prejudiced, you have never really understood comics!"

Bruce wisely skipped this topic, "I will increase the suppression threshold. A small burst of your ability may be due to some local inducing factor."

He obviously knew that there was more than one person listening to him, "Robin, Superboy, this is your mission, and I allow you to carry out the operation."

Damian's mouth moved. He probably wanted to say something like "we'll do it if you don't say it." He swallowed the words, "We'll solve it."

The phone hung up, and the three of them looked at each other in the cabin.Ai Puli fiddled with the pendant, she stared at the heart in her hand for a while, "I want to try to cancel the restraint."

She raised her head, "If my ability is opened to the maximum, I should be able to feel something is wrong."

Damian raised his arms, "Can you guarantee it?"

Ai Puli shook her head, "This is a very mysterious thing, it's hard to explain."

"I think it's worth a try." Jonathan said, "At least the two of us are here, and if something bad happens, we can minimize the impact as soon as possible."

Damian's expression can only be described by three question marks, "Resolve the impact? I'm just afraid that you will be the first to become a Saiyan and take her to the sky."

Regardless of whether Jonathan will turn into a Saiyan or not, this is indeed a good way.Under the supervision of the two, April closed her eyes.

The world becomes clear again, many emotions are floating in the void, and too much information is gathered in the brain.Ai Puli has learned not to touch them, not to add unnecessary burdens to herself.

To their southeast, on the other side of the mountains where the resort center was located, there was something that attracted her.

Luthor does not do useless work, his goal is not Jonathan, but to let April come into contact with such things.

He has a little plan that requires Dick and Bruce to interview him in person, as uncivil as it may be.

"One more thing," Ai Puli closed her eyes and said in a deep voice, "There are several people around our house."

None of the three people present had the character of provoking several people to come to their door at once. It was possible for Damian, but he would choose someone who would provoke more trouble.

People outside the house are hostile to them.

Jonathan was in front, Damian was behind, and Aprile hid behind the two of them, in the safest position.

The three looked serious, and nervously pushed the door open at an angle that was convenient for fighting.

Standing outside the house were three boys who looked like students. Even Damian had to put on a thick coat in the cold winter. They only wore a thin but chic windbreaker without a zipper.

The cold wind was blowing, and the head boy was tall and strong, nearly half a head taller than Damian, and the lowered brim of his hat covered half of his face.

He sniffed, trying not to look embarrassed in front of the enemy, and said deeply, "Wayne, we finally meet."

Damian: "...Ha, who are you?"

He looked up and down critically, and confirmed that the three people in front of him were not enough for him to hit with one hand.Damian stood up straight, and April, who was hiding behind him, took a look. He seemed to be sneaking a little bit on tiptoe pretending to be inadvertent.

"If you have nothing to do, don't stand at the door of other people's houses. You are not a snowman, and you are not good-looking."

Damian arched Jonathan's shoulders, signaling him to ignore the people outside and leave.Their time is very tight, and they may not be able to find out what Ai Puli is capable of in the past few days.

Ai Puli watched the people blocking the way shivering in the wind, and kindly reminded, "It's cold and easy to catch a cold, please zip up your clothes."

Jonathan took a few steps outside, then stopped again.

He was sure that he had purposely bypassed these people when he went out, but the three windbreakers that were blowing in the cold wind still stood in front of him.

Jonathan changed direction again, and the three windbreakers were still persistently blocking him.When Jonathan took one step, they took three steps, making sure that they would be in the center of Jonathan's sight.

Jonathan didn't understand, "Do you need any help?"

"And you, Kent," the leader looked up, revealing half of his face that had been hidden under the hat, and Aprily was taken aback, "I'm not satisfied with this result, I think we need a fair and just duel. "

April shrank her head guiltily, completely blocking herself behind Jonathan and Damian.

The two of them didn't know this person, unlike Ai Puli, Ai Puli knew him.

Of course she knew, after all, before Damian and Jonathan were nominated by her, this boy was the student who was most likely to be selected as the star student of West Side School, the star football player of the school.

Ai Puli wished that she would shrink smaller and smaller, so small that she got into a crack in the ground and escaped with a leaf.

People are right, this vote is indeed unfair!

"Duel?" Damian stopped, and he snorted, "Tell me, how do you want to fight?"

After all, Damian Wayne is a nearly impeccable all-rounder, but if he is a little bit worse, the "Damian" standing here is not him.

"Damian" is the mother's son, but it doesn't matter which "Damian" is.

He will face any challenge and be the only winner!

"That's good," said the boy in the football windbreaker.

The two windbreaker boys on the left and the right of him suddenly took a strange pose like a cockfight.A bad premonition crept into Ai Puli's heart.

The three windbreakers writhed in the howling cold wind, flicking their hair, which was neither long nor short, following the rhythm of the wind, and every movement was full of well-designed deliberation.

At the end, there was no sound outside the cabin, until the boy in the football windbreaker couldn't bear the coldness of the heart, and sneezed hard.

He coughed twice, "Come on, Wayne! As long as you beat me, I will admit that you are stronger than me!"

Damian's expression was unprecedentedly stern, he had entered a new stage in his life, and he began to doubt himself in a rare way.

"I must have been infected with the idiot virus." He pulled Aprily and turned away. "I actually wasted half a minute of my life here. It doesn't matter if Joe is infected, at least you have to keep some wisdom."

Jonathan laughed dryly, "Dancing well, uh," he couldn't think of anything to praise, so he could only say, "Keep up the good work."

Ai Puli was dragged away by Damian, and she didn't forget to tell her loudly, "Go back and change your clothes, it's really cold today, you'll catch a cold!"

A wooden house, white snow, three black windbreakers, and a frozen red face.

The boy in the trench coat on the left looked at the boy in the football trench coat, "We were rejected."

"He's timid," said the boy in the football trench coat.

The boy in the trench coat asked, "What should we do?"

The boy in the football trench coat glanced at him lightly, "Of course, keep up until they prove that they deserve this honor more than me."

He gasped twice and sneezed hard, "Before that, go back and change your clothes."

Ai Puli followed behind Jonathan and Damian, step by step in the snow, "Will they follow, I don't think they will give up so easily."

She said sadly, "Are you going to dance with them, Damian?"

Damian said indifferently, "You thought I was infected with the idiot virus? Why didn't Joe go dancing?"

Jonathan, who was betrayed by his friend, was shocked, "But I can't dance?"

"You're really infected," Damian said, without looking at his expression, he looked like a sympathetic priest, "No, maybe you didn't have a big brain."

April interjected, "It's as big as Damian's mind."

Assuming Aprily is a psychic known for her physical prowess, she should be trying to cut herself off the wall right now.

Fortunately, psionic abilities don't involve Man of Steel.

In the process of bickering, they walked to the edge of the resort center, which is an ordinary small town down the mountain, without any detached and abnormal parts.

"Keep your eyes open," Damian said. "The two homeless men in front of the convenience store are lookouts. Turn your eyes away so they don't see you."

He swept over the two unsatisfactory teammates, hating iron for not being strong, "I'm mixed with you, I really should check my brain."