It’s still the same island, still the same tavern.
However, this time, there were not so many people in the tavern.
Apart from Lynn, who was sitting in the corner and not listening to what was going on outside the window, concentrating on playing Jenga with a wine glass, there were only two people sitting next to each other at the bar not far away, silently.
Aquaman Arthur.
Batman Bruce.
Relatively silent, the two of them were silently observing each other, confirming the rumors and intelligence about each other in their heads.
but……
Their attention was still drawn to Lynn from time to time.
Ping ping ping pong~
Lynn's cup was half-stacked and overturned.
"he……"
Arthur has always been a straightforward character. Today he is facing a stranger, a legendary big shot, and the person he is discussing is sitting not far behind him, cursing and picking up things. cup.
Therefore, Arthur's language expression was relatively stable and polite.
"Is there something wrong with his mind?"
"Heh, you...just think of him."
Neither of them expected that this "hostile comparison" of momentum would be disrupted by others in such a chaotic way.
All I can say is, this is Lynn.
Still, Bruce remembered what he was doing here.
"Mr. Arthur, I believe..."
"Just call me Arthur."
Very heroic, Arthur stood up, stretched out his hand, and took out a dark green wine bottle from the lower compartment behind the bar. Looking at the color of the label on the bottle, you can tell that this thing may be a little old.
He held two paper cups between his fingers. These were the few cups in the tavern that had not been destroyed by Linn.
One person at a time, after pouring the wine, Arthur changed to a comfortable position, leaned on the bar, and picked up the paper cup.
"So you're that... guy from Gotham?"
Arthur smiled doubtfully: "To be honest, if someone said it was you, I wouldn't really believe it.
You capitalists are all one... Oh, sorry, I may have said something I shouldn't have said. "
It doesn't matter to Bruce. On the contrary, it doesn't matter to him whether a capitalist is scolded or Batman is scolded.
Batman does not exist simply because he wants to be praised and recognized. Batman is Batman. Batman is just Batman.
So, smiling and shaking his head, Bruce also raised the paper cup: "I think what you said makes sense."
"Hahahaha! That's right! It seems that you are very different from those capitalists!"
"Lynn, I should have told you everything."
"Um."
Arthur still looked indifferent: "The destruction of the world. To be honest, I personally don't care much about this issue. The destruction of human beings is not necessarily a bad thing sometimes, is it?"
"But what if this planet becomes a dead planet."
"That's why I agreed to meet you."
After drinking all the wine in the glass, Arthur gave in, and after Bruce shook his head in refusal, he drank directly from the bottle.
Bruce took a sip of the wine in his glass and said in a different way: "It's better, I just said yes. If that day comes. If we fail to resist and succeed on that day, then, this."
Bruce pointed to the bottle.
"this."
Bruce pointed around the tavern.
"Everything you care about, everything you see, will disappear. Your and my existence, the past and future of mankind, will completely disappear from this universe.
Everything will lose its meaning. Including your pain, your unwillingness, your questions, your intolerance...
All this will be meaningless. "
"Wow, that sounds great."
Arthur put down the bottle with a duang sound.
"You don't have to say any more."
He stood up and walked to the window to take a look.
Outside the window, the houses next to the tavern and the windowsills of those houses were crowded with people. Everyone in this town was concerned about their meeting.
"Bring the money."
Arthur's directness surprised Bruce. He originally thought that such a foreigner who had always been outside of human society would be quite difficult to approach and quite stubborn.
did not expect……
"Of course I brought it."
Bruce paused and continued, "It's just that, you know, suddenly having them have a lot of cash and money is not necessarily a good thing."
"I know, my friend. So, what can you do?"
"I will acquire a restaurant, a restaurant that specializes in delicious food. Use this restaurant to acquire the output of this village, and then..."
"Okay, okay, I don't understand. But..."
Arthur came over: "I believe you."
"Ah."
Bruce also stood up and held Arthur's outstretched hand: "I hope I won't let you down."
"Hahahaha! No, no, no. Oh, by the way, since you can afford to hire that guy Linn, you must be good at fighting. Why don't we compare?"
Bruce raised his eyebrows and wanted to tell Arthur if you had misunderstood something. However, he did not say that. Instead, he said with a smile on his face: "Okay. Then, let's make an appointment."
Talking and laughing, the two of them walked out the door.
"Hey! Wait a minute, Bruce, do you still have any money? Give me some."
Stopping, Bruce frowned and took out his checkbook: "Lynn, why don't I help you open a private equity company, help you invest money, and then find someone to help you run it, so that you can use the money more easily."
"ah?"
Lin En was stunned: "What do I need so much money for? What are you doing with the check? Cash, cash, give me two hundred dollars."
"Ah? What are you doing?"
"cup."
Linn pointed behind him: "Pay them the cup."
………………
Aquaman, Green Arrow, Superman, Cyborg, The Flash, Wonder Woman...
"And I."
After Bruce made the last stroke on the small notebook, he began to think quietly again.
After excluding Linn, Bruce can currently think of these seven people who meet the combat requirements of all aspects to a certain extent, balance the forces of all parties, and can restrain each other.
If possible, Linn can be used as a "non-staff" candidate. Others don't know it, but Bruce knows that besides himself, Linn's cat is very, very strong, even probably It's Diana's level of combat effectiveness.
When General Zod invaded the earth, Superman went to resist General Zod, and the equally powerful and unstoppable female adjutant next to him was Lin En and the cat who could only turn into an angel.
At that time, Bruce himself was around the battlefield and witnessed it all with his own eyes.
Thinking of this, Bruce's pen tip slid across the paper again.
"The Kryptonian female adjutant...is called Fiora, right...and there is a little Kryptonian, um..."
After thinking for a moment, Bruce drew two more dividing lines after Lynn's name and wrote these two names.
After staring at these names for a long time, until his head hurt just thinking about it, Bruce shook his head helplessly and turned over the page.
"Lynn..."
Forced to put these thoughts out of his head for a moment, Bruce wrote Martian Manhunter's name on the next page, then crossed it out.
Martian Manhunter is undoubtedly very powerful, and to a certain extent, Martian Manhunter, who has the ability to control his mind and can release his psychic shield, is even buggier than Superman.
When fighting against the big red demon, Bruce was once a teammate with Martian Manhunter and experienced the power of Martian Manhunter.
To be honest, in the first battle at that time, Superman and Diana were given away immediately, and in turn became their "enemy" and burden.
If it hadn't been for Martian Manhunter, with his strong combat power and almost no weaknesses, they wouldn't have been able to survive Lin En's arrival at that time, and they might have been wiped out by the Three Palace Demons.
However, it is precisely because of this that Bruce is reluctant to add Martian Manhunter to his organization.
On the one hand, Martian Manhunter's mind control ability is a bit too strong, and there is no way to resist it for the time being. At present, Bruce lacks understanding of Martian Manhunter and cannot completely trust him.
Powerful and unfamiliar = uncontrollable risks.
Aquaman and Green Arrow don't have this problem, and The Flash is just like a child.
On the other hand, Martian Manhunter's "original issues" made it inconvenient to directly let him join the organization in the early stages of founding it.
After all, he is the one who cares. He is an official who works secretly.
Therefore, after much thought, Bruce reluctantly gave up on this powerful combat power temporarily and included him as an option.
Later, Bruce wrote a new name.
Green Lantern.
His fingers moved unnaturally. Of course, Bruce still remembered how powerful the ring he once wore was.
May all your wishes come true?
That's probably it.
Lin En told him the story of this ring, and she always wanted to trick him into taking the green light ring as his own, and she criticized the person who was supposed to be the owner of the green light ring. .
Anything that Lin En doesn't care much about and doesn't want to do may not be a good thing.
Whatever Lin En wants to do that interests him is most likely not a good thing.
Facing a friend like Linn who is...an active thinker, Bruce, a person whose mind is full of plans and steps, always has to come up with some formulaic rules to get along with him.
The two above are one of the rules summarized by Bruce.
Lin En wanted the green light ring so much, but she didn't have much intention to keep it for herself. Instead, she always wanted him to wear it.
Bruce has never forgotten that Lynn wanted to destroy Gotham and rebuild it.
He himself estimated that if he really took that ring as his own, Gotham might not be far from being rebuilt.
"So... the ring has returned to its owner. Does that mean that Linn's plan has failed and he has started a new one?"
Bruce felt like he needed to bring this Green Lantern into the mix. On the one hand, it is to use his power to strengthen the superhero organization, and on the other hand, it is to protect the owner of the ring.
Because no one knows what Lin En can do.
What if.
Thinking this, Bruce turned back the page and wrote Green Lantern's name behind his own, drawing a circle.
"In this case, there are eight people."
Well, we can’t call them the Seven this time. What should we call it, a group of eight? This is a bit too childish. In the future, new people may be added to this organization. Will the name be changed by then?
"Ignore it for now. Let's call it a superhero team for now. We'll talk about the rest when we all get together."
Closing the small book in his hand, Bruce picked up the mobile phone next to him, preparing to call Alfred and ask him what was going on with the components he had customized in factories around the world.
By the way, let’s also ask how the team base built under a pseudonym is going.
As soon as I picked up my phone, it rang.
Bruce looked at the caller's name, frowned, looked around, and answered the call.
"Cyborg, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Bruce, it's moving."
"What?"
"That box. The Mother Box! It's flashing and beating like crazy Cyborg!"
"I'll come right away!"
……………………
Cyborg's home.
outside the window.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Bruce changed his clothes, turned into Batman, and appeared quietly hanging outside the window of Cyborg's house.
Dangdangdang~
After tapping the window a few times, the steel-framed man wearing a thick sweater and covering his head and face had a red light flashing on his face. He jumped over and opened the window.
"It's over there, and it's been quiet for a while."
"Um."
Without unnecessary nonsense or greetings, the two of them went straight to the problem. They came to Cyborg's room together and saw the motionless iron box placed in a specially built heavy metal box.
Mother box.
"When did it start moving? Did anything special happen at that time? When did it stop? Did anything special happen at that time?"
Although the box is now motionless, like a dead object, Batman believes that Cyborg will not joke with him on this issue.
“There was no sign, it would move occasionally before, but it was irregular and never lasted more than five seconds.
This time..."
Cyborg was a little hesitant. He knew that this thing was super technology. Lin En said that this thing was "alive".
"What, tell me Victor."
"It seems, very happy."
Cyborg was still hesitant: "I'm not sure, but I think it's smiling."
"laugh?!"
Bruce looked at the deathly silent box in front of him, and remembered what Lynn had said in his mind.
So, he decisively took out his cell phone and contacted Lin En.
"I didn't take the things in your store...what...laugh...how is that possible? It's the only one who dares to open that door now."
Lin En let out a clear sneer: "Da Chao is still standing there, why does he dare?
Not to mention the piles of little yellow men and green men... hiss...! "
"Lynn? What's wrong! Did you think of something, Linn?"
After Batman heard Linn's inhalation, he felt his heart shrink for some reason.
Then, he heard Lin En say faintly on the phone: "Those little yellow men and little green men... maybe.
I told you to wear that ring but you didn’t listen..."
"Lynn, please speak clearly and stop guessing here!"
"The Green Lantern Corps may have been attacked by mud monsters. The next step..."
"What's the next step? Tell me clearly!"
"Next step...that piece of mud should come to Earth. Old Bat."
"Um?"
"You should gather your forces now. Also, you need to find the Green Lantern.
He is the focus of this problem! "
(End of chapter)
