The branch did not break, but held on with tenacity. Bruce scratched the tongue and teeth of [Superman] casually, like probing or teasing.
The dandelion stems slide from the tip of the tongue to the throat, and then from the molars to the lateral incisors.
When the human physiological structure accepts all this, the surface of the human tongue will become red, or even broken and dazzling blood will flow out, dyeing the tongue a bright red.
But [Superman] has no such physiological reaction at all. His tongue is obviously similar to human beings, but it maintains a strange strength. I am afraid that the alloy cannot cause harm.
Except——
"Why does saliva flow from your mouth? Can you feel its presence?" Bruce stirred the dandelion branches again and covered the branches with the saliva from [Superman]'s mouth, but immediately realized that he couldn't get this sample. , and gave up the idea.
He continued to ask questions in a polite tone, but the content of his words was not very friendly.
"Or is it a physiological reaction of your tongue being exposed to the air for too long and drooling naturally? Like a pug?"
Bruce's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he said with a sincere attitude: "Excuse me, I'm just curious about my friend's body."
Batman is always wary of [Superman] turning against him.
But [Superman] didn't. Although Bruce's attitude was already so domineering, he just said "Uh-huh" - oh, his chin was still pinched and he couldn't speak? But of course you have the power not to care about my hand - with a wink, conveying all the casual meaning.
[Superman] made a "one" sign with his fingers, which means the first reason: he can feel the subtle strength of the dandelion.
Why don't you stop this ridiculous temptation? Bruce raised an eyebrow.
"Can I watch the eating process?" He asked politely and politely.
The hand holding [Superman]'s chin felt the force of the nod.
[Superman] pierced the dandelion with his wet tongue flexibly. When his tongue rolled, it seemed as if it had been subjected to a crushing force. The dandelion instantly shattered into pieces like ice and snow melting. In the part not touched by the tongue, the cross-section of the branch revealed a clear wooden structure. The rough burrs could scratch a human at a glance, but they were all swallowed by [Superman]. Including previously secreted saliva.
Bruce withdrew his hand, and a sincere emotion appeared on his face: "Thank you [Clark], it's my first time to have such close contact with "superhumans" and how different they are from us. Even such an ordinary meal is completely different. different."
Bruce felt disappointed again, and his tone was slightly worried: "[Clark], this world has changed so fast. It has evolved beyond the imagination of people in the last century. Even I in this century find it dizzying. Like you Such 'supermen' have appeared, what future is waiting for us?"
He looked at [Superman] with all his attention. A shining soul expressed his hidden worries about the fate of mankind and the hope of joining hands. How could MP not be excited?
MP was so excited about this scene that it quickly urged Raman to respond: [Although I felt something was wrong just now, it seems that we have survived. Raman is the best! Quickly reply to him and reply to Batman. You see, he has the consciousness of 'us'. This Batman is awesome! 】
Raman: [Just say trust me. We may have met many talkative bats in parallel universes, and I’m still a little uncomfortable with it. 】
He scratched his head in shame in the sea of will: [You know the Superman template I performed was all met with a bat that was hard to talk to, but the human being in front of me was bright and comfortable. It was such a pleasure meeting you and Batman. 】
Raman was extremely confident: [I heard the cry for help, it’s not urgent yet. After this part of Batman is over, go save people, show yourself to the world, and wait. 】
MP whimpered with emotion.
[Superman] blinked his blue eyes, which were full of clarity and happiness. His lips curled up, and a handsome and joyful smile appeared: "Bruce, no matter what happens in the future, we will face it together, I believe Me. - We are the best partners in the world."
Bruce seemed to be taken aback. There was a hint of surprise in his steel blue pupils, but more of a relief that his worries were shared. He smiled and said, "With your good words, [Clark], we will get through any difficulties."
Batman wonders who is your best partner in the world.
[Superman] stated that he heard people's cries for help and wanted to leave. Bruce waved goodbye and watched [Superman] disappear instantly.
There was no one around, and the refreshing aroma of grass and trees spread in all directions, also drifting to Bruce's nose.
"How does bitter grass taste so good?" Bruce whispered to himself. He spread out his palms, and the ice crystal velvet umbrella of the dandelion that [Superman] had picked had melted into his palms.
——It is muddy.
…
[Superman] arrived at a rocket launch site south of the equator. Looking at the base of the abrupt steel fence under a desert, Raman had no doubts at all, and neither did MP. It was urging Raman to finish the work quickly and try to chew the tree. Where's the skin? But there are people under the base.
A big security man's face turned pale and his legs were trembling as he watched Superman descend in front of him. The red boots in front of him were one meter above the ground. Facing the sun, he couldn't see clearly [Superman]'s face. He could only feel a threatening aura rising from the sky. Come, as if suppressed by the biological chain, it makes people want to fall to the ground.
When the security guard heard about this "superhero" who had made a huge splash in the United States, he asked in a polite tone: "Hello, I heard a cry for help here, and also heard the sound of the crash, but I didn't find the crash. Rocket, do you know anything?"
The security guard took a step back and forced himself to raise the submachine gun behind him and point it at [Superman], because the United States has used their experience to tell the entire earth: this is of no use.
He reluctantly said: "I don't know, I don't know. You should get out of here, sir. Mr. [Superman]."
[Superman] was silent.
The terrifying silence.
The security guard could still manage to regain his senses and talk to each other regularly. But the security guard behind him couldn't bear the silent oppression. Security B yelled, as if he had exhausted all his strength: "Go to hell! Devil!"
A grenade has been pulled open for two seconds and thrown towards Security A and [Superman] next to him.
Security A's eyes widened.
At the critical moment, [Superman] suddenly disappeared, and the grenade flying in front of the security guard's eyes, and with a loud bang in the sky above his head, maybe three seconds, or five seconds, Security A finally came to his senses, and his heart Cursing everything in his head with fear, he looked up gratefully at the high [Superman].
"Sir, sir! I admit it! This rocket base is not allowed by the White House in Washington. Some people say that you are a lackey of the Americans. They tell us that lead can isolate your ears and eyes."
Security A's head was rumbling. He didn't know whether his voice was loud or soft, and he didn't care whether he could be heard by others.
"The government believed that person and lead was used to form the base."
"It seems that man is a liar. Not only did you save me, but lead can't stop you."
[Superman] left.
Raman flew to the tropical rainforest, where there were many types of tree bark.
MP didn't know the destination. He was still immersed in what the security guard said, wrinkled up and thinking: [Um, um. I don’t understand, Raman, what is he talking about, who is that person? Why did he reject you in the first place? Why did another person throw a bomb at you? So distressing. 】
Raman smiled and said confidently: [I don’t know either. But I know one thing, any conspiracy involving Superman must be Lex Luthor's doing. 】
MP was instantly convinced. It spun around in joy and praised Raman loudly for being so smart. But after a while, it wrinkled up again.
[But isn’t Lex Luthor in jail? 】
Raman was asked. He stopped flying, hid in the clouds, and meditated: [I understand. Lex, who was in prison, also had a lot of energy, and he reached out to the South African country. 】
MP thinks it makes sense.
…
[Clark Kent] returned to the Daily Planet, and there were a lot of compliments. Everyone rushed to congratulate [Kent], this down-to-earth and capable young man, on winning Bruce Wayne, the new big boss of the Daily Planet, owner of Wayne Group, The top ten richest people in the world - the favor of.
[Kent] This young man has a bright future as soon as he sees it. Everyone suddenly forgot about his mediocre appearance at first. All kinds of praises were heard, and the staff surrounding [Kent]'s desk praised him one after another.
"You have good taste, and you can see your uniqueness at first glance." - [Clark Kent] The old brown suit he wore today.
"Well, you look...you have a lot of collagen on your face, so youthful." - [Clark Kent]'s Krypton glasses ability is very outstanding.
"Your sports reporting is great, everyone...ah, you write editorial, it's great." - [Clark Kent] has always been deeply involved in current affairs commentary.
Following the bitter flattery, Lois Lane was the first to be unable to bear it any longer, and she pulled [Clark Kent] out of the crowd.
After blasting away the pairs of wide-open eyes and cocked ears in the corner, Louise didn't know how to speak.
Seriously, Louise, hang on, have some courage, you're friends! Keeping herself encouraged in her mind, Louise looked out the window at the rows of buildings, the vehicles reflecting silver light, and the ginkgo trees standing intertwined with the street lights, and her eyes fell on the outdoor cafe.
"[Clark], I have a question to ask you. You have to promise me that you will still be friends after I ask it."
Louise's gaze was still outside the window. She didn't dare to look directly at [Clark], but she heard [Clark's] voice of agreement.
"Okay." To be honest, this attitude is a bit soft, not like the Clark Louise knows.
But Louise immediately turned her head and looked at [Clark], and said in disbelief: "But you don't know what I want to ask, so you agree? You will be bullied like this."
Looking directly into [Clark's] sincere eyes, she seemed to be stabbed, and turned her head to look out the window again.
"You are not allowed to agree to people at will anymore." She muttered and said: "You can be angry after asking questions, but don't break up with me. If you are extremely angry, I will try to make amends."
"My question is - these questions are not reporters' questions, you don't have to answer them - I visited Martha, and she told me about Jonathan, but since Jonathan didn't want you to become a superman, it was to protect you as an ordinary person. Identity, then why did you choose the path of saving people?"
"I mean, you could totally defeat Zod and go incognito."
Lois saw that [Clark Kent] fell into silence, or rather, deep in thought.
