The Death Knell

"The poem is very good, but don't read it in the future." Luther returned to the camera, he glanced at the sluggish orangutan, and shook his head slowly: "I heard that dirty thing just now, which made me almost make mistakes in the experiment. "

"Hehe, let's not talk about that, what's the result?"

Su Ming touched the orangutan's head. The orangutan's head drooped, obviously he didn't want to play literature and art anymore.

"It is indeed mud-faced plasma, wait, don't rush to judge, I haven't finished yet." Luthor smiled and raised his hand, showing a projection report: "However, it is not the original plasma I released before, there is A little genius improved it, and it was a direction of improvement that I didn't even think of."

"Oh? There are still people on earth who you can call geniuses?" Su Ming raised his eyebrows, and he became a little interested.

"It's just a little cleverness. It can't be compared with me at all. According to your favorite oriental dialect, how can it be called the brightness of the firefly compared to the light of the bright moon?"

Luther's chin lifted again, with the same disdainful smile on his face, just like Su Ming joked about Bobo's lack of knowledge just now, he sped up his speech and said:

"Someone copied the mud-faced plasma, purified it again, and used the deformation factor in it to combine with some carbon-containing metal to create a nanorobot."

As he said that, Luthor began to demonstrate with great interest the nanorobots he had captured. In that drop of body fluid, a large number of small metal structures could be seen.

Under the stimulation of electric current, they can continuously deform and replicate themselves. They originally looked like miniature spiders, but they can change ever-changingly like building blocks.

Through different combinations and arrangements, various cell forms can be simulated, and it seems that inorganic substances can also be simulated.

Once this nanorobot is injected into the human body, it means that the hurdle that plasma cannot be injected has been bypassed, and a better and more stable deformation effect has been achieved.

As long as there is this technology, the people behind the scenes can cultivate chameleons in unlimited quantities, and even control the life of the injected person just like controlling the life and death talisman.

"Nanobots... I killed the last one who came to invade Gotham with a robot." Su Ming heaved a sigh of relief. In a way, the enemies who take the technological route are more powerful than the mysterious enemies. Easy to deal with: "Adjutant, inform Batman that he should rush to the police station now, and tell him to be careful when handling the muddy corpse."

If nano-robots exist in the blood of the corpse, then the corpse is actually a 'bomb' for Batman. '

Someone is targeting Batman, probably wanting to launch invisible nano-robots to invade the bat's body during the autopsy.

Of course, the enemy didn't expect that the first person to be autopsied was Deathstroke, a symbiote host immune to microscopic invasion. What's more, the orangutan detective would immediately think of mud-faced plasma, which made Deathstroke contact Luthor, the inventor.

In this way, the person who shot and killed the tool man should also be the one who planted the bomb.

"It has been conveyed, the time is just right." The adjutant also threw out another projection screen. It can be seen that Batman paused before touching the corpse, and then immediately stepped back. transfer the corpse.

"Okay, Deathstroke, what are you going to do next?"

Luthor said that there was only so much help he could provide, and while talking, he walked towards the disemboweled alien again, and continued the work of evisceration, and also said that he was going to watch the excitement next.

"Hehe, we don't know much information at the moment, but one thing we can be sure of is that the person behind the scenes has already targeted Diana and Batman..."

With a chuckle, Su Ming raised two fingers, left the table where he was sitting, picked up the orangutan and prepared to go.

Bobo quickly climbed onto his shoulders and fixed himself, then seriously added the second half of the mercenary's unfinished sentence:

"So we have to go to Superman immediately. The enemy's first offensive was launched secretly, targeting the Big Three of the Justice League."

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Clark Kent, also known as Superman, Man of Steel, Heart of Gold, always upholds justice and always holds hope.

Many people thought he was perfect.

Think he can't fail, he's invincible, he never gives up, because that's what the Justice League preaches.

But such a man actually has many weaknesses. Batman knows these weaknesses, Luthor knows them, and Deathstroke knows them too.

Of course, one of his weaknesses, he himself knows better, that is - he really can't do anything with his wife and children.

As the death knell said before, Clark would always go home for dinner, but the atmosphere at the dinner table today was not very good, because his son, Mr. Jonathan Kent, did not know what stimulated him.

"Dad, I want to go out and live by myself and rent a house in Gotham."

Hearing this, the potato cubes that Superman was about to bring to his mouth fell back into the soup. He frowned, but still smiled and asked:

"Why do you have such thoughts?"

"Damian said that I am not as good as him, and I will definitely not solve the problems caused by the lunatics in Gotham. I want to prove him wrong. I will go to Gotham to patrol tonight, catch all the bad guys and put them in prison, so that he and his Things that even his father can't do ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Jonathan is very courageous. Although he is young, he obviously has great ambitions. At the age of ten, he wants to surpass Batman.

Superman obviously thought of this too, he laughed, but still shook his head and rejected the child's request:

"Damian is right. Young man, Gotham...is a city that only the Bat family can adapt to. Our style of doing things makes it difficult to move forward there."

Superman's behavior style does not rely on strong power to conquer others, but relies on the power of hope and example to awaken the truth, goodness and beauty in people's hearts, and make the city and society develop towards a better side.

This is how Metropolis became the safest city in North America, because people know that when they need help, Superman will always appear, and they hold such hope.

For Clark, power is just an auxiliary tool to protect hope, not a universal solution that can be relied on.

On the contrary, the residents of Gotham only have chaos and darkness in their hearts, the silhouettes of bats spreading their wings and pale faces laughing. The reason most people go there to live is simply to make money and use money to become so-called human beings. Master.

They don't have the emotions of truth, goodness and beauty at all, and Superman can't play any role model when he goes there. The final result is that the people in the whole city are put into prisons and madhouses one after another.

But if so, why bother? Because Gotham is already a prison now.

Criminals and lunatics all over the world, smelling the smell of Batman, rushed to the dark city, but it didn't have walls or power grids, and what surrounded everyone was all kinds of complicated desires and the dark side of people's hearts...

As a Kryptonian, Superman thinks he has no position to read people's hearts, and he also feels that he should not interfere in things he doesn't understand.