[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

The night the girl debated with Batman.

When Luthor felt a gust of cool wind blowing his face and couldn't help raising his head in doubt, Superman was already sitting opposite him and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Looking at Superman, then at the big hole in the wall that was pouring cool wind into the room and the neatly piled cement bricks in the corner, Luther covered his forehead with pain on his face, pointed to the door and said:

"It's not that my office doesn't have a repaired door. Please come to my office with your friends next time, and you'd better knock politely to ask for my permission before entering, okay?"

"Hmm... sorry, your porch with kryptonite for decoration, miniature red sun for lighting, and wizard spells is a little..."

Superman paused for a moment, and seemed to consider his words carefully:

"A little too exciting for me - but don't worry, I'll put the walls back on when I leave."

"Well, what are you going to do with that big hole in my bedroom?"

Luther asked angrily.

"I will compensate you with an absolutely satisfactory price. How about this explanation?"

Superman took a deep breath without causing a hurricane, and then covered his eyes, mouth and nose with both hands.

Accompanied by the red light between Superman's fingers and an indescribably terrifying scream, a fist-sized diamond was placed on Luthor's desk by Superman. (Note 1)

"How about this compensation?"

"If it is seen by the International Gemological Institute, it is estimated that my products will have a big customer—but not necessarily, after all, they are mainly selling certificates rather than stones. (Note 2)"

Having said that, Luther still put away the diamonds on the table.

——I am not afraid of Superman's ability, but I am afraid of Superman playing hooligans. ——

Since Superman was still "reasoning", Luther didn't say much, but told the life secretary outside the door through the intercom:

"Tell those people outside that you don't have to wait for me, and all the rest of today's appointments will be cancelled, and then... Superman, what do you want to drink?"

"I don't have to, maybe you can ask Adam what he would like to drink?"

Superman looked behind Luthor and asked with a smile.

"..."

After Luther nodded slightly, Adam appeared behind Luther.

"Let me have some tea."

"That's good...a glass of red wine and two cups of green tea."

After finishing speaking, Luther lay down on his leather seat, looked at Superman and asked:

"Okay, what's the matter with you?"

"No big deal, just want to know, to what extent do you want to achieve."

Superman asked with some concern:

"Or how much do you want to achieve through that girl?"

"For Batman, it's just a small setback, that's all."

Luther replied with a smile.

"You talked to that girl too, she didn't mean any harm, did she?"

"Although it is far from knowing everything, my ability often allows me to see many things that others cannot see-such as the broken 'thing' tonight."

Obviously Luthor's answer didn't satisfy Superman.

"The fact that the girl has no malice doesn't mean you don't. It's likely that your goal for Batman is just a setback as you said, so what about people other than Batman?"

"You see? I thought my technique was perfect."

"Body data, gene sequence, dental records, and even some small scars that are invisible to the naked eye are perfectly imitated, which is indeed perfect for ordinary people."

Superman isn't too harsh on Luthor's praise.

"But there is a small problem that you may have overlooked-the density of the bones, the bone density of the body you created is too uniform."

"Fortunately, I met the girl's request at the beginning, and didn't do extra things (Note 3)..."

Luther muttered to himself for a moment before replying:

"My purpose is actually very simple, I just want to eliminate some hidden dangers."

"Hazardous?"

Superman was a little puzzled, but the next moment his expression became serious.

"Hidden danger to whom?"

"Of course it's a hidden danger to you!"

When Luther answered, he also put away his smile.

"That girl's 'battle' with Batman made me see something wrong—very, very serious, and I decided to kill it before anyone found out."

"..."

Superman looked down and thought.

"You mean the people in Gotham are a threat to me?"

"No, they really pose no threat to 'you'."

Luther puts emphasis on a word, and then suddenly changes the subject.

"I remember you like playing chess very much."

"Occasionally, I will have a game with The Flash and the others."

Superman nodded.

"Then what would you do when the opponent's king was about to checkmate at the end of the chess game, and suddenly the opponent swapped the two pieces of the queen?"

"It's cheating."

Superman frowned and answered lightly.

"Yes, the game needs a rule recognized by both parties to play."

Luther clasped his hands together, and then said slowly:

"Yes, I know that for you, having no rules may only make you more fearless, but there are too many idiots in this world who will do whatever it takes to win, regardless of the consequences. Those idiots will only see the consequences of breaking the rules. The benefits come, but never think that when the rules are completely broken or even overturned the chessboard, his front teeth or browbones will make an intimate contact with your iron fist full of surprises-if not worse.

However, in this process, those people around you, those 'pawns' are likely to be affected innocently, so I deduced it a little bit. "

"The results of it?"

Superman asked in a deep voice, he had always believed that Luthor knew him much better than himself.

"Too bad, that kind of regret and despair could destroy you, and it could destroy the world.

You set limits for yourself, your bottom line is the rules, I play the game according to your rules, no matter you win or lose, everyone can accept it, but..."

Luther paused for a long time before continuing:

"But playing this kind of game with limited rules for a long time, we have not considered what it would be like to lose the bottom line for a long time.

Your ability makes it very easy for you to find the purity of anyone who is not stained by evil - you can hear the gentle blessing of drug lords to their daughters, you can see butchers feeding stray kittens on street corners, you can even smell Bank robbers smell of adrenaline driven by fear, and you can find a spark of humanity in all of them.

So, you have never thought about how to face those clown games, and you have never met gangsters who shoot first and ask later. Deep down in your heart, you are still just a person who divides the world into black and white Simple boy, you are probably not as good as ordinary people in spirit!

When your fragility is displayed bloody, I can't even imagine what the consequences will be, so I must do something before such a thing happens to prepare you..."

"Can you give me an example?"

"Between your adoptive mother and Louise, you can only choose one to save, can you make a choice?"

Luther asked back.

"You asked me to make multiple choice questions like this in the past, remember?"

After listening to Luther's words, Superman showed a relaxed smile.

"And I saved two people."

"That's because I have the bottom line, bombs, traps, robots, and stupid allies I found are not insoluble problems, and I also have to leave enough retreats for failure.

Have you ever thought about the situation if I use meth and only one antidote?

Well, maybe you can also use the device on the 'watchtower' (Note 4) to stop another person's time to slowly figure out a way. "

Facing Superman's smile, Luthor made a hypothesis blankly.

"So what do you think would happen if I put them inside the robot instead of being a hostage, and let you fight the robot without knowing it? (Note 5)"

"..."

Superman was really silent this time, he closed his eyes and began to think, with beads of sweat slowly oozing from his forehead.

After that, he let out a long breath:

"You are right, I am too confident in my own strength."

"No, it should be said that your entire Justice League is overconfident in your own strength."

Luther said mercilessly:

"Because you are too powerful, the world seems simple to you, so that justice in your eyes is reduced to the 'universal value' in propaganda.

Your 'justice' can't even compare to that girl's - at least her justice can be understood by most people. "

"Then your so-called elimination of hidden dangers is to persuade Rob to support that girl, clean up this Gotham, and then teach us a lesson?"

"I want you to see things you don't want to see."

Luther pointed at Superman and laughed.

"People will only see and hear what they want to see and hear before being slapped in the face by reality. No matter how powerful you are, you are not out of this category. From this point of view, you are quite like personal."

"I never thought of myself as a god, but there is some truth to what you say."

Superman stood up as he answered.

"I'll keep it a secret from Batman - Batman needs to be quiet, and I need to go back and think about it..."

"Please remember to repair the wall when you go."

"Before that, can you tell me what you can get from this incident?"

In front of the big hole he opened, Superman suddenly stopped and turned to ask.

"A rule of the game that can go on and I am still satisfied with, a beautiful experience that can make you uncomfortable."

Luther's answer was very straightforward.

"In the end, it's a quiet and peaceful world. Are these reasons enough?"

"I always thought you thought I had ruined human possibility."

Superman raised the corner of his mouth and said with a half-smile.

"So he tried every means to defeat me to prove the potential of human beings (Note 6)."

"I think so now, but until human beings grow up to face the terrifying threats in the universe, it's not bad to have a protector like you."

Luther returned an equally knowing expression.

"And as a top chess player, only strong opponents are worth challenging, isn't it?"

"Then, I look forward to seeing you next time, my best chess player."

"Go away, alien monster who doesn't know how to walk through the door."