"Thank you for your generosity, princess."

Bruce looked around at his comrades-in-arms, as well as the reporters gradually emerging behind them, and climbed up from the pit, "Change the place, we need to talk."

A few minutes later, six people walked into a dilapidated residential house on the outskirts of the city.

From the outside, this is just an ordinary house that cannot be more ordinary, it is only slightly better than a slum, but when you walk in, it looks brighter, and it can barely be regarded as a well-renovated old house.

But when Bruce triggered several mechanisms in sequence, the floor under the stove suddenly collapsed, revealing a hidden staircase extending downwards, and the scene below the staircase was completely different from the house above.

In the center of the room, which is as big as two houses, there is a huge high-end black round table that can seat more than a dozen people together. Large and small high-tech instruments are placed in a circle around it. The only things Barry can understand are those Surveillance cameras covered the walls.

"Cool!" Barry jumped up and sat on one of the chairs, the chair turned around several times before stopping, the soft surface of the chair was close to the curve of his body, feeling extremely comfortable, "When did you get it?! "

Bruce didn't answer, but said lightly, "We can't always meet at the North Pole."

After everyone sat down, he turned on the large monitoring screen, and the smoky tragedy of the metropolis after the war was clearly displayed in front of their eyes.

The few people who were still laughing and fighting and eager to try also quieted down.

Although the casualties caused by this incident were limited due to the timely response, most of you here have been active in the human world for a long time, and some are even more outright human. What an astronomical figure.

"That's the way it is, we have to explain something." Bruce said calmly.

"Hey, it's not fair, and it's not what we thought!!" Barry exclaimed in disbelief.

"No matter who is responsible, those who stay are destined to bear more blame." Bruce said seriously, "If you want to return to a normal life and let the Flash disappear after this war, don't care about the result."

"You know I wouldn't do that."

"Then we need a perfect crisis public relations."

"What do you want to do?" Hal asked.

He and Bruce have different styles of doing things, and usually get along with each other quite a bit, but in this kind of matter, he unexpectedly became the first person to understand Bruce's meaning.

The invaders failed to invade and left a pile of incombustible garbage, then patted their buttocks and left. With nowhere to go, they became living targets for the citizens who suffered heavy losses and wanted to cry without tears to vent their fear and anger.

After all, not everyone can maintain rationality in such a disaster, and for many people, the robbers who hate and complain about their bloody hands may not dare to curse and blame the vigilantes who rescued them for being too slow, but they can do it mercilessly — After all, the latter is not dangerous.

Bruce was silent for a while, "I'll assume you guys choose to stay."

"Hey, of course I'll stay."

"I've already said it!"

"Amazonians never run from trouble."

……

A bunch of people chattered and discussed, but no one chose to give up.

"Remember my previous suggestion?" Bruce raised his voice, drawing everyone's attention back to himself, "I think the timing is right now."

"Tell me your opinion." Diana asked seriously.

"One thing, different people will see completely different things from different positions." Bruce said, "Gratitude, anger, panic... These emotions are just appearances, but behind that, we should also notice other things .”

"This incident will make the people's fear rise to the extreme, but from another perspective, it will also make the government/government's sense of crisis about the threat from the vast starry sky to the extreme."

"At this time, even if those politicians and officials have [-] suspicions, vigilance and dissatisfaction with 'superheroes', before they have enough chips to deal with these dangers, they will still choose to avoid the edge after weighing the pros and cons. If we can make some statements at this time, I think they will take the initiative to guide public opinion and pay for war damage for us."

"Is it that easy?"

"Secretary defenses will only intensify." Bruce said pertinently, "but at least there will be a period of 'honeymoon period' on the bright side."

But in fact, this is enough. Proper defense and "distrust" are beneficial to the development of human beings. After all, neither of them can do without the other. Bruce has no intention of turning human beings into only following superheroes. For the echoers who wave the flag and shout, maintaining a relative balance is the best way to communicate between ordinary people and superheroes.

"How do you want to express your opinion?" Hal frowned.

Bruce turned and turned on the play button, and videos of other cities began to be shown on the screen, as well as some miraculous accidents and disaster scenes with no casualties.

He adjusted the picture frame by frame, and finally settled on a car accident scene. After magnifying the picture by 8 times, a blurred and slender shadow appeared on a dilapidated path in the upper right corner of the picture.

"Isn't this Diana!!" Barry exclaimed.

Diana narrowed her eyes, "Are you investigating me?"

"I used to think that Superman was the only superhero in this world." Bruce said, "Until Barry appeared, I began to pay attention to the clues of other heroes."

"I didn't want to disturb the lives of ordinary people too much." Diana's eyes showed a bit of appreciation.

Bruce shrugged and said in a low and hoarse voice, "But the current situation is obviously not suitable for you to hide and fight alone."

"What you said is to let us show our faces openly?"

"It is to officially appear to the public as a group, participate in interview activities, and carry out a certain degree of information communication and exchange cooperation with the government."

The room fell silent, everyone was seriously weighing the pros and cons.

After a while, Barry was the first to raise his hand.

"I agree."

As a result of the final consideration, several comrades who experienced the previous battle together did not raise any objections.

"I don't know if I should stay." Jon said softly. "I have nowhere to go, but I don't belong here."

"What are you talking about, buddy! If it weren't for you, the world might be over!"

Before Bruce could speak, Barry quickly ran to him and patted him on the back, "You can try to stay, people will welcome you, and we can all be your family."

"Try it, try it, try it!!" Barry continued at super speed, "The house here is beautiful, the room is spacious, the salary is very high, the food is good enough for the boss, the people, the colleagues, the harmony..."

I don't know which sentence moved Jon—of course, it may be that Jon, who can unconsciously communicate telepathically, was quickly dazed by the rapidly refreshing information in Barry's mind.

"I promise." He said.

He woke up from a deep sleep, came to this beautiful planet, met these incredible people, maybe his ancestors guided him to try to move forward.

"Hey, what about you?" Against Bruce's sharp gaze, the brave and fearless Green Lantern kicked off the table and slid to Arthur's side with a whoosh.

"Why? I'm different from you." Arthur, holding the trident and watching the excitement for a long time, didn't expect that there was something of his own involved.

"Don't be silly buddy, you were so cool just now!" Hal said, "And you also want to help, don't you? You saved a dozen or so ships that didn't have time to return."

"I'm here to discuss the ocean pollution you've caused!"

"It's not difficult. I can arrange to assist in the salvage of the wreckage, and buy several polluting factories around the metropolitan sea and turn them into sewage purification plants as compensation." Bruce looked over.

"Really?!" Arthur said in surprise.

"But I'm just one person," Bruce said, "I can do very little for the whole of humanity, and you could change a lot more."

"But I am a king, and I have my responsibilities." Arthur said firmly.

"No one interferes with your duty, but there is no conflict between king and hero."

"I've heard the story of Atlantis." He said, "It's a magical and great country..."

As he narrated, Arthur couldn't help showing a proud and happy look on his face, but when Bruce changed his voice, he talked about human activities, ocean pollution, global warming, alien threats, etc. On the one hand, it expounds the hidden dangers of Atlantis.

When a bat that doesn't like to talk very much starts to talk, then congratulations, it's not far from the time when you are tricked by him.

Almost everyone was stunned by what he said with complicated knowledge, and felt that what he said was very high-end and true, and they wanted to ask for help immediately for a hundred solutions to the problem, let alone the parties involved.

"To sum up, if you don't want to start a war between the two races, it is very necessary to establish a link connecting the two worlds and to strengthen mutual understanding. It will cause unnecessary trouble for the communication between the two parties.”

Arthur was stunned, and couldn't stop nodding, "Atlanteans don't like war."

"Then as the person who takes the first step, no matter in terms of identity, ability, experience or other aspects, it is most suitable for you to take on this role."

"Okay... I'll try first." Arthur, who had been completely dazed, scratched his messy hair, "There are things in the sea and Mela, in fact, I don't really need me."

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