[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I was a bat

Batman is not a magician. Although his current body can use magic, he is still a hero with physical skills and intelligence.The existence of teleportation magic only makes his attacks more elusive and follow him like a shadow.

Captain Ma Yan only asked ordinary soldiers to test "Yi Ling"'s ability at first, but soon he knew that he had made a mistake in his estimation.The little girl's body was not strong, and her petite and exquisite body seemed to fall down if she was hit once...but no one could touch a single hair of her.

She attacks cleanly, dodges swiftly and beautifully, and the newly trained muscles contract gracefully with every movement. Fighting with her will feel inexplicable. "Bang Dang" failed in the end.Graceful as a feline, roaring and snarling at the point of a knife.

A team of three special forces could barely push "Yi Ling" into a corner. Even so, that cunning animal tore the throats of the three with its sharp claws before dying. Of course, everything was just acting. Not to the point of life and death.

"Are all magicians like you?" Captain Ma Yan choked for a long time and asked dryly.

"Magic is convenient, but that's all." Batman doesn't believe in any external force, he only believes in himself.

After the high-intensity battle, "Yi Ling"'s clothes were already soaked, and his long black hair stuck to his neck and back.Bruce threw back his sports drink, closed his eyes, and let the sweat from his eyelashes drip onto his cheeks. He began to admire that Black Canary could fight with long blonde hair and, yes, wearing high heels.

There are no limits to heroines, and Batman holds them in high esteem.

But Bruce's job here is not to train, but to communicate with the Avengers as a liaison officer.Since Hydra's counterfeit S.H.I.E.L.D. was over, the latter was no longer welcomed by any country and lost its credibility. The Avengers decided to go it alone and no longer accept any orders, but to do what they wanted and what they should do matter.

"This is not a good sign." Through the screen, Bruce, who had just finished training, was sweating and said to Tony: "This will inevitably lead to the issue of law enforcement power, and you are too dependent on the government."

"I don't think the Justice League is any different." Tony snapped back subconsciously, but his eyes looked at the clear picture, a drop of crystal sweat dripped from the tip of Bruce's hair to his neck, and followed the beautiful curve all the way down ...God, he's still wearing a V-neck vest, does Batman think he's still a man?

"The Justice League is more completely isolated from humans. The place where we work is in the universe. The government hardly knows the true identity of any of us. As for Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman and Aquaman, they are not even from Earth. Once the government dares to intervene , they are tantamount to declaring war on the Atlanteans and the Amazons at the same time." Bruce folded his arms.

"What's more, Superman is almost unmatched. Any organization that wants to rely on us for profit must think twice." Not to mention that there is also a Batman with a strange mind, who is secretly planning and planning.

But the Avengers can't. They have too many members who are easily threatened. Except for Thor, they can't leave the earth and turn away, and they can't disappear like ghosts.

"Even the Justice League has to bear the risk from the human government, you know that very well." Bruce sighed.

Tony nodded with a complex expression, and agreed: "So sometimes, even I... don't know if it's right or wrong."

Bruce raised an eyebrow: "That doesn't sound like what you said."

"What do you think I said?" Tony observed the girl's light-colored lips, which were full of blood due to strenuous exercise.

"Like 'I'm a billionaire, a genius, a futurist', 'Iron Man is omnipotent' and so on." Batman rarely made a joke, but Iron Man didn't show any face, just staring at the sweat dripping down Beads and parted lips look.

Bruce narrowed his eyes, he is not a scout like Superman, what does Tony Stark mean?

"Oh, my God, it's not my fault!" Tony complained, throwing off his gorgeous fantasies, "Can't you just take a shower and get dressed? For whatever sake, you're even a formal international liaison!"

... What is called a backlash.

"I'm a man, Tony." Batman said sinisterly, "and the owner of this body is still an ignorant child, don't make her mind."

"Hmm, old bat with overprotection." Tony talked about his invention again, an artificial intelligence created by imitating human brain waves.

"I want to give him a name, such as Ultraman, Ultron or something." Tony touched his chin.

Bruce was noncommittal, he was no stranger to artificial intelligence, there was one in Superman's arctic Fortress of Solitude.He pulled a towel to cover his body and asked, "Isn't Jarvis?"

"Jarvis is half of it. He has the ability to think independently, but it is based on the model I set for him, but mine... let's call him Ultraman. Ultraman is pure artificial intelligence, except for protecting human beings. Apart from its functions, it does not presuppose any character.”

"I wish you a happy time with your Ultraman." At that time, Batman didn't know that the last "Ultraman" could do such a big thing, and his mind was on other things.

It's another world, Yi Ling's business.She meets Luther.

Luther's biggest feature is his bald head... Ah, no.Well, the bald head is indeed a sharp weapon to recognize him in the crowd, but the reason why Luthor can become Superman's lifelong enemy is not only because of the reflectivity of his head.

He's a genius on par with Tony Stark, he's a pure businessman and a human supremacist.He's a billionaire who loves to make friends.When Lex Luthor wants to be your friend, he's so considerate that you can't say no.

Playing golf with Luther is not uncomfortable, on the contrary, Yi Ling has not enjoyed such a peaceful and relaxing moment for a long time.Even in Wayne Manor, she was always worried that it would destroy Bruce's image and cause an irreparable psychological shadow on Damian.

Ever since she came to this world, she has been "pretending" to be Batman instead of being Yi Ling.

Who is Yi Ling?Yi Ling is a coquettish, smart, and talented ordinary girl. She likes fun, sweets, British and American dramas, small animals, and fanfiction. She has a cheerful and lively personality and often jokes with others.

Two types of people who are the complete opposite of Batman.

Even though Afu and Dick knew her real body, in front of those who knew Bruce well, she always tried her best to imitate the original owner of this body, even if it made her feel a little depressed.

But Lex Luthor and Bruce Wayne are not familiar.Yes, the two companies had business dealings, but Baby Bruce was clearly not the type to deal with such matters.On the bright side, the two of them just attended a charity dinner together, or when the reporter raised the camera, they held each other's hand and showed a standard publicity photo smile with eight teeth.

Yes, no personal relationship.

Until Luthor invited Wayne, who came to Metropolis to inspect the branch, to play golf together, Yi Ling had no valid reason to refuse.She was full of vigilance when she came, for fear that this smart bald man would find something unusual, but soon she gradually relaxed.

As mentioned before, Luthor is a natural communicator, and he has the "superpower" to make everyone feel at home.He won't deliberately tout Yi Ling's poor skills, nor will he ridicule it.The two walked on the green grass lawn, under the cool breeze, talking about the latest news and entertainment gossip sentence by sentence.

"Hmm, I don't have a good reputation." They talked about the gossip magazine whose editor, known for his venomous tongue, ranked Bruce Baby at the top of the ten most unmarriageable people in America.

Yi Ling shrugged, she also felt that the master was not suitable for marriage.Any girl, as long as she married Bruce, would either be driven crazy by Brucey's passion and ignorance, or by Batman's indifference and madness.

Please don't add more bricks to Arkham, okay?

"So, my reputation is worse than yours, and everyone accuses me of being harsh on Superman." Luther said with a smile.

"That's not only harsh, Lex, you are enemies." Yi Ling complained.

"I never deny that." Baldy took another swing. "What about you, Bruce? What do you think of Superman?"

"A handsome and hot alien, if you ask me."

"If you really think so, then I'm surprised you haven't abducted people to bed until now, considering you are a sponsor of the Justice League." Luthor hit the nail on the head and sighed: "It's hard for people like us to be honest. It's hard."

"Lie, lie, or lie." Yi Ling stopped his hands, looked at the cue and said calmly: "You know why I funded those aliens and superpowers, just like if you are not the enemy of Superman, You'll do the same. Public opinion, power, business, money...these are just a few reasons."

"Yes, everyone only saw that the compensation for the Justice League was paid by the Wayne Group, but they didn't see how many intangible benefits and power the Wayne Group gained from it. In business, power is equal to profit."

"But Bruce... no offense, but your vision is too short-sighted." Luthor also took off his gloves, and led Yi Ling to the garden room in the center of the lawn. The exquisite white building was covered with ivy and purple, Small Bulgarian roses and Dutch tulips are planted in the glass greenhouses set up around, and even a classical birdcage is hung.

They sat down at the dining table, and the attendants served them afternoon tea. A gust of wind blew in from the window, blowing the pure white muslin curtains and hanging oriental glass wind chimes.

"Short-sighted?" Yi Ling pondered the word.

"Let's skip the step where the whole world thinks you're an idiot, and you pretend it's true—Bruce, the world doesn't need those heroes." Luthor picked up the bone china cup, and the steaming steam from the black tea overwhelmed him. His features are softer, "I never deny that I am a mercenary businessman, but our greed can sometimes make the world a better place."

"Sacrifice, progress, sacrifice, and progress... This cruel cycle has established our civilization. Every civilization is like this, even Krypton. Have you asked if there are false gods like him on Superman's planet?"

False god, this harsh phrase, she knows that there are not a few people who think so. Yi Ling feels her heart tighten when she thinks of Superman's sky blue eyes without haze.

"Superman, is he a man or a god?" Luther threw this question to Yi Ling.

Yi Ling was speechless, she could only look at the beautiful and delicate orange brownie cake.

"If he is a human being, who will give him the power to look down on all living beings?"

"If he is God, do you know why God never shows up in the Bible?"

For once God appears, He is no longer God, but he is by no means a man.

"The dead superman is a good superman. I didn't question his character. Maybe he is really a kind and upright person who simply wants to save the world, but the world doesn't need him to save. Before him, we have long Learn how to face grief, how to struggle to save yourself, how to wipe away tears, how to bury the dead, and how to rebuild your homeland."

"And his existence is nothing more than taking care of an adult who has grown up like a baby, and then cutting off that child's chance to be independent. He is a good person, but he must be lost in order to make the world a better place."

Luther finally revealed his purpose, and he said sincerely, "Bruce, I need your help."