The night sky was clear, with just a bit of cold wind. For Cyborg, this kind of "pain" reminded him that he was still a human being, so he always enjoyed this feeling.
However, at this time, he was obviously not in the mood to feel the temperature of the wind.
The arrival of Batman was like a flashing danger signal, leaving Cyborg at a loss as to what to do.
He had never had the idea of becoming a superhero, but it was fate. He has become what he is now, with his whole body covered in cold and hard steel metal, but he still has a warm heart.
When he was still called Victor, Cyborg was a young man full of justice and responsibility. He was willing to criticize injustice and contribute his own strength to help the weak. However, at that time, he felt that he might One day in the future, I will become a judge or a lawyer, and through my own efforts, I can help others in a normal way.
Instead of falling from the sky and using cold and violent means to forcefully change the fate of others.
All because of that car accident, he should have died.
The car accident claimed most of his body and all his limbs, including a large number of organs that were about to die. At that time, Victor was already in the final stage of his life. As he lay dying, he would bid farewell to this world at any time after his next breath.
But his father didn't want to see such an ending, so he took advantage of his position to steal a mysterious metal box from his workplace.
That thing, that box that seemed to be alive, created Victor today, preserved his life, turned him into an omnipotent robot, and completely turned him into an omnipotent robot. An accepted monster.
Victor lost a lot, but he never lost his sense of responsibility and justice, even though he no longer had a beating heart.
However, although he tried to act chivalrously and be a vigilante in the dark, this did not mean that he was ready to communicate head-on with other "peers".
At this time, Cyborg has not completely changed his mentality, and is in an awkward period where he doubts his human nature and cannot fully identify with his superhero identity.
That living box not only gave him a body that merged flesh and blood with machinery, but also made him a "mechanical intelligent life form" in the true sense.
Cyborg can connect to the Internet in place, change the shape of his body, freely combine weapon forms, and can also directly transform into the king of the online world as a supercomputer. Or the way super computer viruses exist and run rampant in the online world.
Anything related to the online world, to Cyborg, is like a paper door that is ajar, just a formality.
Through his ability, Cyborg, who had never paid attention to superheroes and super criminals before, got to know the unnoticed and hidden side of the world he lives in.
It's really shocking.
If he didn't have a stomach and gastric acid now, he felt that he would have vomited on the spot.
Cyborg had never felt that the world he lived in was so dangerous and dirty.
What has to be admitted is that the existence of superheroes, which was relatively deformed in the perception of Cyborg who was still called Victor, has indeed ensured that many ordinary people will not be too miserable.
It was precisely because of this that he came up with the idea of becoming a superhero.
At the same time, he also became passive at first and then took the initiative, and learned about the existence of many superheroes.
For example, the two people who were first learned and had to be understood: Superman and Batman.
Among them, Batman is more likely to shock people than Superman.
He is actually an ordinary person!
Without a body of steel, strong strength, the ability to fly and escape, and no witchcraft or super technology, he just fought crime as a normal human being, and for a time became Gotham's last defender.
Cyborg felt that this was simply unbelievable, even to the point of fantasy.
At that time, Cyborg was inspired and inspired to a certain extent. He felt that he should be the same, and should use his more powerful power to help Batman save Gotham and more cities. More people.
However, things changed a little later.
Cyborg found a person named Lin En on the Internet again.
A complex existence that may be righteous or evil.
After being aroused by the incomprehensible and increasingly outrageous news that contained a lot of speculation and rumors, Cyborg paid attention to and understood the name Lin En for a long time.
This made him very regretful.
This person Linn...
It's really complicated.
It is indeed difficult to judge good from evil. However, relying on Linn's good relationship with many superheroes, Cyborg is still more inclined to say that he is a... [strange good person].
However, maybe the way this good man does things is a little evil, a little... not so good.
Linn's existence made Cyborg begin to think more deeply about [superheroes].
Under this situation, Cyborg prefers to be alone and do his own thing.
The incident of the super-large demon attacking the earth had a big impact on Cyborg who had just made the decision.
It turns out that those guys all know each other, and it turns out that they sometimes join forces to fight against the enemy.
It was almost from that time that Cyborg realized that if he continued to maintain his identity as a superhero, sooner or later he would face such a choice, which was nothing more than the difference between active and passive.
Therefore, when Cyborg, who was swimming in Neptune on the Internet, found that he was being noticed by others, that someone was searching for him, following him, and looking for him, he knew that this might be that day.
Especially, the person looking for him is Batman.
…
Taking the initiative to enter the trap is the way Cyborg chooses to enter.
He doesn't want to join any group yet, nor does he want to communicate with other people, so his appearance is actually just to show his attitude, nothing more.
At this time, Cyborg was more concerned about the living, living iron box.
During the recent period, from Cyborg's perspective. The iron box that created him seems to be more... full of life.
"call……"
Unlike other superheroes, there may not be many people who still live with their fathers even if they become superheroes.
When Cyborg returned home, he first carefully hid the sounds and lights that might reveal him in the air, then slowly landed on the rooftop, and walked along the fire ladder on the outside of the wall to his floor. Then he jumped to the window sill, and finally returned home.
"It seems it's time to leave."
Cyborg stood quietly by the window sill, looking around his darkened house.
"Ah."
He let out a meaningless chuckle, as if he was mocking himself or sarcasm.
As a superhero who goes out late and comes back early, his father actually came back later than he did.
In fact, from the car accident that changed his life until now, Cyborg has never been able to forgive his father who has been absent for most of his life.
Maybe, if it hadn't been for his tardiness, the accident wouldn't have happened, he wouldn't have become like this, and his mother wouldn't have died.
But now, even if the situation has become like this, his father who is obsessed with work is still the same as before, without any change.
It was as if, no matter what he became now, or his mother's death, to his father, it was as if it had never happened at all.
"..."
The mechanical legs moved and made a slight buzzing sound. Cyborg did not turn on the light, but walked to his room, stood at the door, and stared at his closet.
The sound came not from his leg joints, but from the closet.
Cyborg knows what's in the closet.
That iron box.
The iron box that gave him a second life, a living, vitality.
It's what makes that sound.
After waiting for a moment, the vague sound disappeared. Cyborg stepped forward and opened the closet.
In the closet, a square hexahedron that looked like an enlarged version of a metal dice was parked motionless on the closet compartment, as quiet as an ordinary paper drawer.
But Cyborg knew that this thing was not simple, and it was definitely not a creation on earth.
This thing seems to be calling for something, or is it sending out a signal? Cyborg didn't know, but when faced with this thing that gave him a second life, Cyborg had a serious and resistant look on his face. This was an...instinct reaction.
This thing is very dangerous.
Gently closing the cabinet door, Cyborg walked to the desk and sat down.
He had thought about destroying this thing more than once.
However, this mysterious metal box is extremely hard, and there is absolutely no way to leave even the slightest trace on its surface.
And when Cyborg tries to destroy it using methods including lasers and hot melt, it will absorb heat, and then slowly take on a living form, start to vibrate continuously, and make strange clanking sounds. .
Cyborg had only tried this method once, and he was very scared, thinking that he might have accidentally turned on some terrible switch.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the end.
For something that is completely indestructible, there is no need to choose any lock or safe to store it, so a wardrobe made of wood is enough.
"Maybe, I should talk to Batman about this. Maybe, he will have a way...
No, no. From what I know about Batman, he will definitely continue to study this thing like me, until one day he finds some strange pattern and releases something terrible.
What about Superman, maybe Superman can destroy this thing? no.
Superman doesn't seem to show any magical or technological abilities, he is just... strong. Extremely pure and strong.
So... Wonder Woman? still……"
Cyborg thought of a name, but he was a little reluctant to mention it.
That extremely complex guy who makes it difficult to tell whether he is good or evil seems to have an... indelible sense of presence at all times.
It's like, as if he always has a way to solve some problem that no one else can face.
but. but!
Cyborg quickly rejected the bud of his newly born idea.
"That guy may be a lunatic. Putting this kind of thing in his hands may be more dangerous than if it explodes directly.
I can't do this, it's irresponsible to the earth. "
So, after thinking about it, everything is back to where it started.
Cyborg still had no way to deal with the living iron box, so he could only put it in the closet with no reason to worry and fear.
After sitting quietly in front of the chair for a long time, it was almost midnight, but he was still the only one in the house.
After Cyborg became like this, he has completely lost almost all these feelings including pain, hunger, sleepiness...but he still feels emptiness and loneliness, which is why he still insists that he is still a human being. One of the important basis.
Looking back at the closet, Cyborg stood up, walked to the window, reopened the window, jumped into the air, and flew out.
Maybe, only in this way can his life find some meaning.
Be a superhero and save those lives and fates that are even worse.
…
People are flying in the air, and their "ears" are constantly receiving broadcast signals from various bands throughout the city, and at the same time, a large number of cameras are being invaded.
As a "humanoid supercomputer", Cyborg can handle many things at the same time from multiple perspectives and threads at a terrifying speed. This of course also includes analyzing countless video clips at the same time to find out what is happening. Crime, and people in need of help, and locate them quickly.
"found it."
Of course it is easy to find a criminal. What Cyborg has to do is to analyze who needs help more, who is closer to him, and who can be helped by others.
Now, Cyborg discovered a crime taking place.
It was a group of people with their faces covered. They were chasing a guy covered in blood with weapons raised.
"Hold on, I'm coming!"
Increasing the horsepower, Cyborg's flying speed increased rapidly, and he quickly arrived at the location of the incident, which happened to be located on the south side of the civilian area, at the very edge of the city.
Coincidentally, this is also the place where he and Batman just met.
"Help! Help! It's killing people! Someone is taking care of it but no one is taking care of it!!"
Heartbreaking shouts came from the mouth of the guy who was being chased. Cyborg was a little surprised that this guy could get here so quickly.
I immediately checked it with X-ray eyes and found that it was not fake. That guy was indeed seriously injured, and the wounds and blood on his body were not fake.
It should... be the effect of adrenaline.
So Cyborg immediately landed from the air and stood on the road, blocking the unlucky guy and those chasing him.
"Leave here, now!"
Cyborg raised his arm, the mechanical shell on his wrist lifted, and many various gun muzzles rose from the gaps.
Those masked people, tall, short, fat and thin, were all standing there. After exchanging glances with each other, they said nothing, calmly put away the knives in their hands, and left slowly and leisurely. .
"You...I..."
Cyborg wanted to say something, but it seemed like he had nothing to say.
This seemed to be a little different from similar things he had encountered before.
"Oh my God, I'm glad you're here, hero!"
Behind him, the guy who survived the catastrophe patted his chest, stretched out a bloody hand, grinned with white teeth, and said with a bright smile: "Thank you very much, hello, my name is... my name is... Um...my name is Downey. Robert Downey."
(End of chapter)
