What bad intentions could Batman have?.

"Oh my God."

Lucius said:

"Have you become the God of AI?"

"of course not."

Chen Tao told him: "It seems that I can control the equipment in front of you so easily now, just because this is the Batcave, and everything here belongs to Batman.

"Firewalls don't exist for me. I have security keys. In fact, my computing power is not that strong -"

He paused, then continued:

"Unless I use nanorobots to physically invade, or combine it with Kryptonian technology-"

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"Hey, Clark, why is billionaire Bruce Wayne so sexually interested in you? But he's so dismissive of our hot, sexy Pulitzer Prize-winning female reporter who's courting us?"

Sports reporter Steve Lombard stuck his head out the window and saw an extended version of Gotham City's famous tycoon Lincoln once again parked at the gate of the Daily Planet.

"If you have time, Lombard,"

Lois Lane was sorting out the files on his desk with a calm and indifferent look:

"I suggest you go back to your office, eat your donuts, and then lie down on the recliner and take a long nap instead of making noises here and disturbing my work. Bruce Wayne runs to the Daily Planet every day, Haven’t you seen enough excitement?”

"Hahaha, why don't you rush up and try to interview the other party? Let me calculate what you have interviewed these days."

Sports reporter Steve Lombard threw the donut into his mouth with his muscular arms. He picked up a piece of waste paper next to him, pretended to cough, and began to pretend that he was reading the interview transcript:

"Day 1, Q: What does Mr. Bruce Wayne think of Gotham's vigilante Batman? Answer: Batman is great, because I am Batman!"

"On the second day, I asked: Did Mr. Wayne come to Metropolis to cooperate with Lex Technology? Answer: Yes! So he asked: What is the specific content of the cooperation? Answer: I don't know, the idea of ​​​​cooperating with Lex Technology is I produced it in the last second."

"Pfft -" the sports reporter covered his mouth, and then continued to read seriously: "Q: Why are you teasing me like this? A: Because I am Batman!"

"Hahahaha!"

The muscular man made a burst of laughter: "On the third day..."

"enough!"

The smart and capable female reporter grabbed the coffee next to her with trembling hands and poured it all into her mouth

She turned her head and said to Clark Kent next to her: "Clark, don't worry about stupid billionaires. We are leaving for the North Pole tomorrow. We must not let those bastards in the US Northern Command cover up the truth!"

The female reporter said: "This is the meaningful thing, what a journalist should do."

"That huge unknown object found under the ice?"

Without Clark's permission, Lombard took the document in Clark's hand and took a look at it. Then he threw the thing back to the busy farm boy and said, "Is there anything worth discovering in this? It can't be an oversized foreign object." Starship!”

Lewis rolled his eyes and was so angry that he didn’t want to pay attention to the other party.

"Hey Clark!"

Someone called Clark from outside: "Can you help me? They have replaced us with a brand new coffee machine, but this thing is too heavy!"

"Oh, okay." Clark hurriedly walked out of the room.

"As soon as they plug that machine in, give me two cups of coffee," Editor-in-Chief White walked into the room at this moment. He said to Clark, "Put two pieces of candy!"

Next to him was Cat Grant, the column editor in charge of the entertainment gossip section.

The other party was wearing a V-neck and low-cut dress, and said hello to Louis coquettishly.

Editor-in-Chief White turned to Lewis again and said:

"Louis, give me that photo from yesterday! Yes, that's the close-up of Superman standing there with his hands crossed!"

“I’m going to put that one together with Kate’s The Most Powerful Bachelor in Metropolis!”

"Bachelor? Are you serious? Editor-in-chief, you must be crazy——"

"Louis!"

Louis turned her head suddenly and saw the person appearing behind her.

"It seems you received the flowers I sent."

Editor-in-Chief White looked at the two of them left and right, his eyes lingering on each other's epaulettes.

He said:

"I'll see you later, Louis."

Lois Lane was in no mood to talk to Chief Editor White at the moment.

Her expression darkened: "John Cobain. It's you again."

"Why were the flowers thrown in the trash?"

John Cobain was a strong man 1 meters tall, wearing a military uniform.

"I don't have room to put it on my desk. And I'm telling you, don't give me any more flowers. I told you 4 times."

John Cobain looked at her steadily, and then suddenly smiled.

Louis walked around him and walked to his own table to get something.

"Okay, okay, let's not worry about the flowers. We haven't seen each other for so long and you don't even hug me to say hello? Louis, I know we have broken up, but -"

"That's enough!" Lewis turned his head sharply and stretched out a finger.

"That's not a breakup at all, John. We only dated once, once! We were just acquaintances, no more than my relationship with my father."

"But your father is right. We are a perfect match together, Louis. Start a family and have some children. Maybe that will clear your mind of all those crazy thoughts, or at least alleviate your ridiculous rhetoric of spreading the truth - —One reporter can’t change the world.”

Chen Tao silently observed the quarrel between the two in secret.

He quietly took out a small book, opened it, and took a look at it.

John Cobain. The future Metal Man, a villain with a metal body and a kryptonite heart, is one of Superman's main opponents.

"I'm busy, John—"

"Don't give me a hard time."

Their brawl card seems to have escalated a bit.

"John, you pinched me--"

Chen Tao shook his head, stuffed the small notebook back into his pocket, and stepped forward: "I hope I didn't disturb you."

John Cobain turned to look at the person in front of him. He looked up and down at Chen Tao's exaggerated outfit.

"Who did you fuck?"

He then looked at Alfred, who was standing silently behind Chen Tao: "What is this?"

Chen Tao stretched out his hand:

"Bruce Wayne. Nice to meet you, Mr. Cobain."

People stopped what they were doing and whispered to each other. This was the first time that they saw Mr. Bruce Wayne not using money to clear the way.

John Cobain noticed the whispers around him.

Bruce Wayne. He felt that the name was familiar, but he didn't know where he had heard it.