The atmosphere in Gotham City is not great most of the time.
This place has been rotten from top to bottom for a long time, but there have been some signs of improvement recently.
"Batman, to be honest, I don't think this place is good at all.
And you never thought your Batcave was a little too humid?"
Bloodsport said as he looked at Wayne from inside the Batcave.
Not many people who have been around Gotham like Batman.
If the underground world of Gotham City has its own laws of operation, then Batman is the destroyer of this law.
The patron saint of the weak?
Not at all!
Batman is more like a madman who becomes completely crazy for his own ideals of justice!
Justice is not what he expects, but a paranoid who pursues to overcome fear because of fear.
After the incident in Dream Prison ended, those who were more familiar with Batman came back here.
Maybe Batman himself wouldn't like this situation, but it's better than these people running to Amanda Waller's side.
Being able to get Amanda Waller to compromise was because of Wayne's face.
Yes, Batman and Wayne have long been divided into two people in the eyes of most people.
Although many people have guessed that underneath these two characters are the same guy.
"You can go to Arkham General Hospital for a physical exam.
I will pay for all your medical examinations."
Wayne didn't bother to say more, his words could already be considered a threat.
Being able to give these guys the current treatment is definitely preferential treatment. If they were in the hands of Amanda Waller, they might not even be able to eat while staying in prison.
Amanda Waller has one thing that Wayne should learn from when dealing with criminals.
That is to say, criminals will never be allowed to live a good life!
Especially these guys with strong fighting ability.
"To be honest, what I care about now is how the guys who went to New Canduras are doing now.
I heard that Leoric was originally called Skeleton King?"
Deadshot was disassembling the firearms in his hands in boredom.
Although they are both shooters, Deadshot's weapons and equipment are still inferior to Blood Sports in terms of technological content.
This has nothing to do with the abilities of the two people, but rather they are treated differently in terms of resource supply.
Deadshot is just an ordinary killer, although he charges a high price for his skill.
But he doesn't know how to do any scientific research.
Although Bloody Sports doesn't know how to do scientific research, he has a boss who does.
"Bloodsport, how long has it been since you last contacted Lex Group?
They have been quiet recently, I wonder if they are studying demons or something."
Jason Todd lay on the operating table with a nonchalant expression.
He didn't need surgery, he just felt that it would be more comfortable to lie down in one place than to sit.
"Who knows, the last time I contacted them was before I was imprisoned.
I haven't had any contact with them since I had a bomb in my head.
You're asking me this? You might as well ask me if I know if Amanda Waller has a concubine."
Bloodsport made a joke and everyone burst into laughter.
Anyway, no one present, good or bad, had a good impression of Amanda Waller.
However, this woman is indeed very impeccable in what she does. Over the years, no criminal has been able to survive to take revenge on her.
"Why has there been no news from Lex Group for so long?
This doesn’t seem normal.”
Wayne said to himself.
Although these people around him gained some trust from him, that was also based on the fact that everyone was human.
For example, Shark King Nanase has been sent to New Canduras at this time.
Leoric still had a good idea of how to deal with these strange people.
"Don't think about it, Wayne.
You are a rich man, but when has there ever been a lack of rich people in this world?
As for the richest man in the world, it is impossible for him to live alone.
Are you so used to being a vigilante that you have completely forgotten that your family’s economy is your greatest strength?”
Jason Todd said with a crooked mouth.
Although he did not intend to get any wealth from Wayne, he did not know anything about Wayne's wealth.
There are almost as many people in the world who oppose Batman as there are people who support him.
But there are really not many people who really go against him for the sake of wealth.
Anyway, the criminals here all appear to have ideals and goals.
Those who commit crimes in order to make a fortune are small-time people.
"I'm just a little worried. That guy Lex Luthor doesn't seem to be able to calm down."
Wayne said casually.
…
This is an unknown number of days since Lex Luthor locked himself in the research room.
On the contrary, this man seemed to spend most of his time in the research room doing something unknown.
However, his subordinates never had any objections to his actions.
Smart people and people with high IQs often say different things.
The former is more like "having sufficient living experience", while the latter is more about "being able to personally create unique tools for ideals".
Lex Luthor happens to be both.
"Mercy, has the latest research material arrived now?"
Lex Luthor said calmly.
As for Mercy in his mouth, her full name is Mercy Graves.
His bodyguard is also his personal assistant.
This woman's status in Lex Luthor's group is a bit like Pepper next to Tony.
Although I don’t know if this is a convention, every smart and wealthy man must have such a woman by his side.
Perhaps this setting was specially created to prevent the universe from being shattered by an indescribable punch at the beginning of its birth.
However, Mercy's ability cannot be underestimated.
"Boss, your men are having a hard time capturing those demons.
However, the latest materials will be sent to the research laboratory in about two hours.
Those things must be disinfected first."
Mercy glanced at her watch as she spoke.
Mercy always appears to be very precise in the work she is responsible for.
"Devils are really interesting creatures.
But these new demons seem to be different from the ones I have seen before.
The current situation is that humans have discovered other invading civilizations before leaving their home planet.
Is this a symbiotic relationship or something else?"
Lex Luthor's smooth head seems to show how smart this brain is.
Although being extremely smart probably doesn't mean that.
"Boss, have you learned the devil's language?"
Mercy said these scary words with a nonchalant expression.
But this is nothing strange for Lex Luthor.
This guy has mastered most of the languages on the planet, and learning a new language is not difficult for him.
It is even said that this kind of thing is more like a pastime for him.
Linguistics is just a hobby of Lex Luthor.
"What the new demons say is not the same as the ones we caught before.
But the difference between the two languages is not similar to the difference in accent.
This makes me a little concerned.
But now I'm thinking about more important things."
Lex Luthor glanced at the big jar containing a whole person in front of him, and his expression suddenly became very ugly.
"Although I don't know who this guy is, Mr.
Please pay attention to your safety."
Mercy never had any intention of stopping Lex Luthor, she only had the idea of helping him wholeheartedly.
Although it's a bit strange, it doesn't seem like a normal person's idea.
But Mercy herself didn't have any doubts about it.
Lex Luthor waved his hand, and Mercy left the laboratory naturally.
In the big jar in front of Lex Luthor was a guy wearing tights and a red cape behind him.
He has a pale complexion and an upside-down S logo on his chest.
But it looked like this guy had no consciousness at all.
After Lex Luthor was once again the only one left in the laboratory, the bald man spoke with a sarcastic smile.
"It's really funny, isn't it?
I tried to prove that humans don't need Superman, but in the end I watched you get wiped out by other gods.
But now the thing that can prove your existence is actually this guy in front of me.
Should I let this guy wake up?
There is no way this guy Bizarro can replace you."
You can hear some pain in Lex Luthor's voice!
Bizarro, a monster created by mixing the things Lex Luthor took from Clark Kent with humans on Earth.
Perhaps it can also be said that he is a human being, or half a superman.
It's just that this guy is that kind of thing after all.
Especially at this time, Lex Luthor has no desire to let this guy Bizarro get freedom.
…
In the realm of death, death finally returned to the place where it always stayed.
In front of her, Dr. Manhattan remained motionless.
It seems that to this guy, what death has just left is worthless.
"Do you have anything interesting to tell me?"
Death tossed the space gem casually, not caring about it at all, which made Dr. Manhattan raise his eyes.
"If there's anything I need to tell you, it's the resurrection of Inaris.
But you won't do anything about it.
The arrival of that guy just means that the result you want is getting closer a little bit."
Dr. Manhattan's eyes were shining brightly like two light bulbs.
This guy has long lost interest in everything outside.
Dr. Manhattan, who was able to create a "world" according to his own ideas to a certain extent, became stronger after obtaining the body of the Archangel of Balance.
It's just that the concept of power doesn't mean much to Dr. Manhattan.
He used his powerful power for the sake of mankind.
But that's not a good thing after all.
When humans have the idea of dependence, they will naturally be less enterprising.
Compared to the visible results, Dr. Manhattan admires humans like Lex Luthor more.
Infinite possibilities, a life composed of one or countless miracles?
This is what Dr. Manhattan hopes to see.
"Do archangels really have no concept of death?
Or is the only possibility for them to end?"
Death looked at Dr. Manhattan in a strange way.
Although she has no eyeballs, observation at the soul level can still detect some of her shallow thoughts.
"They are not life, but they exist."
This is Dr. Manhattan's reply.
Dr. Manhattan and Death have had this conversation countless times, and each time they are similar.
Death is obviously not willing to accept that his power is useless in the face of these archangels.
Although he is almost used to this feeling.
Death is also so powerless when facing its own brothers and sisters.
"I'm thinking about whether to bring some big guys into the world.
Although it is difficult for him to appear in this world as a complete person, he can still do it as an incomplete person.
It's just that I haven't decided yet whether I should do this or not.
After all, that guy is also a natural disaster."
Death speaks words that only she understands.
After getting the space gem in her hand, she will inevitably meet her former dog licker Thanos.
Naturally, there will also be a connection with Malthael through Thanos.
Death had no confidence in that meeting.
She knew the gap between herself and Malthael from the beginning, but Death did not feel that she could only surrender.
She still has some ideals.
Moreover, she had already reached a cooperation with Bulcasso from the beginning.
"If the big guy you're talking about is the same as what I'm thinking of, I think you'd better wait and see first.
Although you can restrain any life, that guy's powerful speed is not something you and I can limit.
Unless you plan on having this happen again before he gets to a certain point.
Otherwise, you'd better leave some room for everyone.
The mere existence of Supergirl is enough trouble."
Dr. Manhattan rarely said a lot of words.
This seems to be a connection between the instinct of balance and what he is thinking about, and then gives him an instinct-like feeling.
These words may have some impact on the world.
"Supergirl? The world she exists in is different from the original world.
I restricted her, so naturally I can also restrict that big guy.
It’s just that all this depends on whether my brother really won’t fight to the death.”
Death spoke with a smile.
Eternity still exists, and it's not that difficult for that guy to make changes.
It just depends on whether he has finally made up his mind.
The difference between the yellow sun and the red sun is difficult to change for death.
But to eternity, it is just a thought.
Death was suddenly filled with a sense of expectation, and I wanted to know if my brother would have the idea of losing everything.
