Time Miko

Clark sat next to the treatment cabin and looked at the data on the screen with fear. The data display always broke when the cell repair reached the normal value. The cell repair fluid in the treatment cabin has been changed twice... Looking at that The amount of bleeding, Clark began to calculate how long it would take to fly to Lei Xiao with the treatment cabin...

After not knowing whether it was 1 minute, an hour, or a day or more, the computer speaker finally heard the notification that the treatment was over.

"Bruce!"

Clark hurriedly helped him up from the treatment cabin. Bruce's face was very pale, which is not surprising. The amount of bleeding just now reached the level of death. Fortress of Solitude replaced it with artificial plasma produced by the most advanced technology. Missing blood, although this is not a good way to use it for a long time, it is enough for emergency.

Even though the most advanced AI showed that the treatment was complete, Clark still worriedly scanned Bruce's whole body with super vision.

The obvious trace of newborn cells on the heart made Clark's eyebrows even tighter. The immature cells barely made up for the wound, but Clark knew that Bruce's heart was no longer strong enough to support his heroic career, and now this heart was too immature …

"...fighting,,,"

Bruce, who finally regained some sanity, immediately recovered Batman's thinking. What he cares about most now is the battle that they left half behind...

"Dick just sent a message that the battle is over..."

"....Antana.."

"Bruce, you need to rest now"

Superman was annoyed at someone who woke up so eager to find out what was going on, and while he wasn't less angry at Bruce, he'd never get used to a man who put everything before his own life.

"I need Antana's battle records"

In such matters, Superman's attitude has never been able to influence Batman's decision, and this time is no exception.

"... Take a good rest, I have sent a message to Ah Fu that you are awake, I will send you back to recuperate later"

In terms of treatment conditions, Wayne Manor is certainly not as good as Fortress of Solitude, but in terms of recuperation, there is Alfred in that manor......

"Clark, ugh!"

Seeing Clark's obvious behavior of wanting to change the topic, Bruce was a little annoyed, and the excitement touched the newly healed wound, causing the dark knight to let out a muffled groan.

"...Take a good rest, I let Cyborg be free and send the record."

"..idle?"

"..Ahhh...they are busy building watchtowers..."

Thanks to this battle, even if they can ignore the seaside city beach that is almost in ruins, the watchtower is naturally one of the few key points that need to be repaired immediately... Fortunately, they have a few more here Superman...but he's surprised those guys are willing to help...

"...go to the watchtower immediately.."

"...Bruce, you need to rest first"

Clark carried Bruce from the treatment room to a bedroom where he waited for Nightwing to bring the Batmobile away.

"The ultimate person, Lord of Justice...and you in that unjust world, each one is not good, Clark..."

"..Don't worry about Bruce, the kids will figure it out.."

Of course Clark knew what Bruce was worried about, but when he thought of Damian's remarks, he couldn't help but also wanted to see those arrogant guys deflated, but right now, the most urgent thing now is to let Bruce have a good rest.

"..children?"

"Well, Damian threatened them that if they dare to mess around, Antana will deal with them... Damian's method of intimidating people is very much your style, haha"

Thinking of the kid pointing at the other three Supermen with a cockroach, and saying such things arrogantly, Clark was about to laugh out loud.

"...Is there no one similar to Antana in their world?"

Bruce let Clark put him on the soft bed. The scarred body began to send out signals of extreme fatigue after undergoing cellular catalytic therapy. The moment the body touched the soft bed, it tended to fall into deep sleep... .....

"..should not"

After Clark ordered the AI ​​to raise the room temperature to the optimum temperature, he took out a quilt to wrap the dark knight's wounded body.

"..then..how did they get here..."

Bruce still persevered in wanting to know the important information, but the sight range of his eyes became smaller and smaller.

"Well, I heard from them that they heard a strange voice calling..."

"...strange... sound..."

The dark knight's voice is getting quieter...

"...yes....it's like the sound of every cell in the body resonating...well...I think it's Antana."

"....Antana..not..."

"...rest well, Bruce, we'll talk about this when you wake up..."

Looking at the dark knight who had fallen asleep, the Son of Light thoughtfully turned off the light in the bedroom, turned and walked towards the main control room of the fortress.

At the moment, the screen in the main control room is constantly analyzing the energy of the green monster summoned by Antana. Looking at the analysis results, the smile on Superman's face gradually disappears... .........