[Super Bat] The third type of god

Bruce thought that Clark would buy some daily necessities, but Clark told him that there was nothing to add in the apartment, and the Wayne Group had already taken care of everything.

Bruce was not surprised by this, and asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

"Not bad." Clark replied, "This apartment is much better than the place I've lived in these years, thank you, Bruce."

"It's not that I don't need to be so polite." Bruce patted him on the shoulder, "How about the Daily Planet?"

"It's no different from what I imagined. The work I did when I first joined the job is very simple."

While talking, the two walked to the vegetable area. Clark picked up a round potato and asked with a smile, "The temperature has dropped in the past two days. How about eating Russian food tonight?"

"Yes." Bruce said indifferently, and then asked, "Can you still cook Russian food?"

"I met some Russians in Alaska," Clark said. "They often cook and eat, and you can see it once."

Bruce also picked up a potato and asked in Russian, "Making potato soup today?"

"Potato beef patties." Clark understood without any hindrance, and replied smoothly, "Do you prefer potato soup?"

Bruce marveled at the Kryptonian's ability to learn again, put the potatoes back, and said, "Potato cakes are also good, I'm not picky eaters, you know."

Clark gave him a skeptical look and asked, "How about another vegetable salad?"

Bruce paused.

Clark laughed triumphantly. He put the potatoes he had chosen into the cart, looked up at the other side, and said, "I know there is a kind of lettuce that is very sweet, and you should like it. You should trust my cooking skills, Bruce. "

"I told you I'm not picky eaters." Bruce turned and walked forward, ignoring him.

"Yes, yes, I know, you are not picky eaters." Clark followed him, pushing the shopping cart to keep up, "Wait for me, Bruce."

Although the two didn't buy anything, it had been half an hour since they left the supermarket.

Time slips by so fast with Clark that Bruce always feels like it was yesterday when they were at the North Pole.

Thinking of this, Bruce couldn't help but took out his phone and looked at the progress of the watchtower.

Even though he knew that he had just checked it this morning, it was impossible to make much progress now, but it had become a habit of his.

He had to hurry, and before Diana gave him feedback, or he found any clues himself, every day seemed to be his last here.

It happened that Clark passed by, caught a glimpse of the content on his phone screen, and asked casually, "How is it?"

Bruce's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by him, he put the phone off and put it away, and replied: "It's almost done, and it's expected to be completed in half a month."

Clark was surprised: "So fast?"

"Thank you for your Kryptonian technology." Bruce looked at Clark's blue eyes, thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, Carl, I have to test the strength of defensive building materials tomorrow, do you have time to help? "

Clark was so happy, he almost couldn't wait to reply: "Of course! What do I need?"

Bruce smiled and said, "Originally, it could be tested with instruments in the laboratory, but it suddenly occurred to me that it would be more efficient if you came to help."

"With pleasure, Master Wayne."

Bruce rolls his eyes at Clarke, who is deliberately imitating Alfred's British accent.

Clark pretended not to see it, and said, "I'm going to cook first."

Speaking of which, Bruce hasn't eaten the meal made by Clark for a long time. When he was in the North Pole, Clark usually cooked the meal, and Bruce went to deal with his own affairs, and the two of them ate together after cooking.

But today Bruce was done with his work, so he slumped on the sofa and watched TV for a while.

Listening to all kinds of loud sound effects, and the faint sound of water coming from the kitchen, Bruce couldn't help wondering, how long ago was the last time he watched TV?

His suit was hanging on the hanger in the hallway, looking ordinary, as if he was also the owner of the apartment.

He had the illusion that he seemed to be an ordinary person here—after a long day of work, he would have a meal and chat with his friends, relax, and then rest happily and fall asleep, looking forward to the arrival of the next day.

Simple but very filling.

However, this thought was fleeting in Bruce's mind. He shook his head and immediately put it behind him. He aimlessly changed countless channels with the remote control, but no matter what the content was, he felt a little boring.

Not as interesting as the Kryptonian.

So Bruce sat for a while and then got up and went to the kitchen.

Clark had actually heard his footsteps, and said without looking back, "Don't tell me you want to learn to cook, Bruce."

Bruce said blankly, "Come oversee."

Clark smiled back at him and said, "Can I get some cheese?"

Bruce didn't expect Clark to ask him to help, but after scanning the cooking table, he didn't see any cheese, so he stood still and said, "I didn't see it."

"in the refrigerator."

Bruce moved reluctantly, condescendingly.

The shredded cheese was placed in the storage compartment of the refrigerator door, and he saw it at a glance, but there was not much food in the refrigerator, only some milk and eggs.

He handed the cheese to Clark: "What are you going to eat if I don't come?"

Clark thanked him, took the shredded cheese and sprinkled it evenly on the potato cake, and replied, "I don't know, maybe buy a sandwich at the convenience store? Or go home directly. You know, I don't have to eat."

Bruce laughed: "It seems that I have corrected your loose attitude towards life."

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Clark did not refute: "Well, in fact, I plan to go to Gotham to find you tonight."

Bruce: "...Are you planning to fly over again?"

Clark put the potato cake in the oven and said strangely, "Didn't you let me fly? Of course I came by ferry."

Then should I praise you for being obedient?Bruce thought about it, but still felt a little strange, after all, he still didn't say this sentence.

And he suddenly thought, Clark entered the job today, has he met Louise Lane, has there been any progress between the two of them?After all, the two met when they were in the North Pole.Although it may be different from the original timeline, it should be similar, so I asked, "By the way, Carl, did you see Louise Lane in the Daily Planet today?"

Unexpectedly, Clark would make a mistake and said, "I see, but she didn't recognize me at first." He pointed to his glasses while talking.

Then he added: "Don't worry, I told her not to inquire about the North Pole anymore, the spacecraft will not be discovered, and my Kryptonian identity, I have been very careful."

Bruce: "..."

Something seems wrong, is there something wrong?

But Clark turned his back to Bruce to wash the lettuce, and didn't notice his disapproving eyes.

Bruce pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "Carl, I actually think Louise is a pretty good person."

Clark didn't understand what he was referring to, and looked back at him suspiciously.

"I mean, you will definitely appear in the public eye in the future, and there will naturally be news reports. She is a serious reporter. After 'Superman' appears, she will definitely dig into his origin. Besides, she has seen you without wearing a The appearance of the glasses makes it easy to connect the two identities. So I think it’s better to have a showdown after a while, which can save us a lot of trouble.”

Clark turned off the tap, turned around and wiped his hands, and asked, "You want her to join the alliance?"

"No, of course not." Bruce denied helplessly. "She's just a reporter, Carl. I don't think there's anything wrong with letting her be an insider. She can also help us write some positive reports and guide the direction of public opinion."

"But didn't you say that I could write these reports? So you bought the Daily Planet."

Bruce was taken aback, he seemed to have said it, but that day was to coax this Kryptonian to come to work in the metropolis, but the main purpose was actually to let him meet Louise.

But Bruce still didn't change his face, and said: "But I didn't say it just now. The more troublesome thing is that she met you at the North Pole. If she recognizes that Superman is you, what are you going to do?"

"..." Clark didn't think of a good solution for a while, and after a moment of silence, he said, "But I still think it's too risky, we are not familiar with her. Why do you trust her so much?"

"..." Bruce was speechless.

He had to admit that Clark caught him off guard.

If it hadn't been for what happened five years later, he would never have known Louise Lane.Five years later, it was justifiable for him to trust Louise, but now, no matter what the reason was, it was untenable.

"I did the research." Bruce opened his eyes and said nonsense, "You know, I'm not an adventurous person."

Clark looked at him suspiciously.

Bruce also knew that his words were not convincing, but he quickly thought of a better excuse: "Aren't you working in a newspaper office? You can just get in touch with her more and see if she is worthy of our trust."

Clark seemed to believe his words, his expression relaxed a lot, and he joked, "Is this my first official mission as a member of the alliance?"

Bruce was noncommittal, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.Did he successfully restore the timeline that was about to be crooked?

Clark, who didn't know it, turned around and started working again. Bruce stared at his back for a while, and couldn't help it, and asked, "Do you have a tape measure here, Carl?"

"I don't know, let me take a look..." Clark took off his glasses and scanned the apartment. "There's one in the toolbox in the bedroom closet, what's up?"

Bruce: "..."

Bruce ignored him and went to the bedroom.

Clark looked puzzled.

But after a while, Bruce walked in with a tape measure and said, "Measure the size and ask Alfred to contact you to make a uniform that fits you."

Clark: "?!"

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感谢在2021-05-0517:11:42~2021-10-1801:16:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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