"Ah, there's a power outage." Who was happiest about the power outage? It was undoubtedly Beast Boy. When the dormitory and corridor fell into darkness, and when everyone else frowned and made doubtful sounds, he just Yun Danfeng gently pressed the shutdown button on the computer case again.
"Yes, the power outage can be regarded as a force majeure factor. There is nothing we can do." Hai Shaoxia Gas nodded repeatedly and touched the green hair on his teammate's head. His tone in the darkness was also very emotional.
Why do these two people react so differently from everyone else? The reason is also very simple, that is, the game cannot be played anymore.
They seemed to have misjudged Guanluo's rank. The original plan was to play a game for him to save points after he disappeared. However, not long after they got started, they found that the originally good-looking record gradually became ugly.
In their hands, the majestic Prince of Demacia was like a fool carrying a big tree. No matter which lane he went to, he was beaten by the opponent. Even when he single-handedly grabbed the support, he was beaten to death by the wheel mother.
In short, the more the two of them played, the more sweat became on their heads, and the mouse pad was soaked. The high-intensity interactive words sent by teammates in the chat channel made Beast Boy even more furious.
However, in e-sports, dishonesty is the original sin. In the end, they were relieved. Sure enough, it was a bit difficult to reach the diamond rank at the bronze level, right?
At the beginning, the green-haired man was having fun, and the boy in the waistcoat was pointing and pointing, but in the end, the two of them stopped talking.
But as old teammates, they know what the other party is thinking, that is, they all want to escape! After taking over a game, there were so many people watching around me. I was beaten like a third grandson. I definitely couldn't keep my score. I don't have the ability, you know?
No need to lose face. Fortunately, there was a power outage at this time, and the two of them were as happy as the demons who had just been released from the seal. On the one hand, they no longer had to be tortured by the enemy, and on the other hand, they no longer had to be embarrassed.
In fact, they were overthinking it, because people in the room and in the corridor didn't have time to pay attention to the psychological problems of the two young people.
"How could there be a power outage?" Ron frowned. He pushed aside everyone who was blocking his way and quickly flew towards the energy room. It could be said that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Because power outages are very rare for the Hall of Justice, it is designed to be a flying fortress similar to the Fortress of Destruction, with a sufficiently stable energy supply and backup energy system. Even if the whole world suffers a power outage, there will be no power here. It's time for a power outage.
The hall is a highly information-based command center that relies heavily on energy to obtain intelligence and communicate. Especially when things happened at this juncture, Ron couldn't help but think about it.
"Look, look, this place is not as good as our home." The old man in the wheelchair immediately became excited. He turned his head and said to his team members behind him: "Every year, Batman spends billions of dollars to Maintenance and updating of various equipment in the Hall of Justice, but the base of the so-called greatest superheroes on earth will still have a power outage? I now have good reason to suspect that all the money has been embezzled by an alien and used to buy chocolates. There is no use in the hall at all." He didn't name him, but everyone knew who he was talking about. Even though the chief was a scientist, he was a standard human supremacist just like Deathstroke who didn't have much culture. .
Do humans control or use aliens? Yes; aliens want to order or lead humans? Apart from Superman, don’t even think about other aliens!
But the chief can only pay lip service to it, because the Justice League will not accept his opinion. Although the Doom Patrol is also part of the Justice League community, it has no right to speak at all. How else can it be called a team composed of marginalized people?
The purpose of the United Nations is to unite all people in the world, but we have never seen how united human beings are.
Especially what he said, even the rest of the patrol didn't believe it. Batman gives so much money every year and converts it into chocolates. I'm afraid it would cost several mountains, right?
Even if Ron was a Martian, he would have died of diabetes long ago after eating so many snacks.
"Sorry, the chief's mental illness has relapsed. Sometimes he has some crazy thoughts in his mind and can't control his mouth." Elastigirl Rita explained to everyone in the dark with an awkward smile, although others may see You can't see her expression, but a smile makes the apology seem sincere.
Accusing the Chairman of Zheng Lian of corruption in the Hall of Justice is not equivalent to scolding the Chairman in the temple to make money.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The film man who reacted the fastest covered the chief's mouth, while the Tin Woodman was about to push the wheelchair away in the dark. Cathy and the Elemental Girl, who were following to make soy sauce, pulled Crazy Jane and turned around to follow.
They were planning to escape, but something happened in the Hall of Justice, which was an ominous sign.
"Mental illness? I can cure it. I'll go with you." As Harley said this, she followed the voice in the darkness and walked over: "By the way, do any of you have a flashlight? Or a flashlight app on your phone? Come and take a photo. Okay, my God, how much do you like darkness, no one realizes now?"
"No, actually that's not the problem, Harley." Nightwing's voice came from his ears. He appeared in the darkness like a ghost holding a flashlight and mobile phone. At this time, these two things also seemed to be dead. The same thing: "My flashlight doesn't work and my phone can't be turned on. All of you, please try."
"Mine too. Alas, I spent three months of working money to buy a new phone." Beast Boy behind him was the most skillful and immediately took out his phone. No matter how hard he pressed the power button, it was still in his hand. None of the technological gadgets moved.
As Nightwing made the request, everyone present tried various electronic devices on their bodies that could be used for lighting, but none of them could light up.
In the dark, this phenomenon gives everyone a feeling. People are accustomed to electric lights providing lighting at night and forget the instinctive fear that darkness can bring to people.
Of course, this kind of fear is not a problem for old Gotham. Nightwing quite likes darkness, but Harley doesn't care at all.
"Okay, it seems that this is not a simple power outage, but that all electrical appliances have been scrapped. We may have encountered a large-scale Emp attack." The raven following Harley said this at some point. She was in the darkness. Chuuya felt like a fish in water: "But logically speaking, the Hall of Justice should have a backup plan to combat electronic interference."
"Wow, you rarely talked a lot. And aren't you a wizard? Do you know Emp?" Harley hugged the girl with a smile and happily kissed her on the head: "Spellcasters use technical terms. You look so cute when you are wearing it, my dear, you are so cute." Raven rolled her eyes, and she tried her best to push Harley's face away. The strong scent of cosmetics made her uncomfortable, mainly because she was not used to it. Dealing with over-enthusiastic social people: "I am a spellcaster, but I am also a member of the Titans. Cyborg used to be our teammate, and another old man, Deathstroke, likes to use Emp to deal with him. How do you think I know this? Noun?"
