Extra: Fantasy Journey 25

Doomsday's ability list is not available, and Superman's ability list is the only and most likely "out of print".

Even for this, Luke must protect the earth.

I just don't know how strong the Steppenwolf is. If it is still at the level of Doomsday, it will be really troublesome.

Steppenwolf is not a kryptonian creature. Without the weakness of kryptonite weapons, it would be troublesome to beat it to death.

Thinking about this, the three of them went to Central City on Mr. Wei's private plane.

Compared with Gotham City, Canterlot is a little bit better - at least not so "excellent" in terms of outstanding people, and the quantity and quality of super villains that emerge every year is not as unique as Gotham.

But that's about it.

The outflow of manufacturing industries, high unemployment, special service industries and traffickers have become more means of making a living at the bottom, which are almost the common characteristics of major American cities in recent years.

Except for those neighborhoods where middle and high-level communities gather, the rest of the city is full of abandoned factory warehouses.

No one cares about them because they are unemployed like those at the bottom and will continue to be unemployed.

In an abandoned warehouse near the railway station on the outskirts of the city, Diana sat on a small high stool and tapped the ground with her long legs: "Are you sure we run to someone else's house to meet like this, the young man won't be angry?"

Mr. Wei relaxed his body on the back of the arc-shaped boss chair: "Angry and temptation are two different things."

Luke found a gaming chair a little further away, in front of a large row of dark monitors, and sat down: "Bruce is right, it's like calling a friend with a beautiful girl, the most polite way is the safest, But it is also most likely to be ignored by the other party as a passerby. It is necessary to appropriately increase the first impression."

Diana laughed and looked at the two "Bruce" left and right: "It seems that you have a common language?"

Luke chuckled: "Don't, Lord Wayne often makes headlines in Gotham's lace tabloids. I'm just good at spotting patterns."

Mr. Wei: How many times have these two bastards played mixed doubles along the way?

Fortunately, his watch issued a reminder: "OK, he's back."

Following these words, silence returned to the warehouse.

In less than a minute, there was a rattling sound from the door chain lock, then the slight creaking sound of the door opening, and finally the crackling sound of electrical connections.

The lights in the warehouse turned on, and the rest of the monitors and home appliances started working.

A slender figure with a backpack on his back walked around the hall separated by the door panel, stood at the entrance of the "hall", and saw two men and a woman sitting in his "home".

"Barry Allen." Mr. Wei still spoke in his deep and magnetic voice: "I'm Bruce Wayne."

Barry squinted at him, raised his fingers and tapped on his waist: "Do you think you can break into my house by saying hello and sit in my second favorite chair with the lights on?"

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but look at Diana, who was watching him with interest: "Yours is my third favorite."

Look at Luke, the only one who didn't look at him, but looked sideways at the lively singing and dancing on the monitor: "That's my first favorite."

Luke turned his head when he heard the words, with a smile on his face: "Is it your favorite Korean girl group? This is the crown of the 12-year fire, and now it has been smashed."

Barry was stunned: "You know them?"

Luke turned his head and glanced at the screen again: "It's good for protecting eyesight with long legs on the screen."

Crowd:  …

Mr. Wei felt that the rhythm was a bit off-track, so he could only cough lightly, walked to Bari and took out a printed surveillance screenshot: "Those are small things, you may be able to explain this."

Barry looked at the expensive suit, coat, leather shoes, and diamond tie clip, and felt a strong atmosphere of the ruling class.

He couldn't help but took the screenshot and glanced at it: "This... person, looks a bit, um, more like me, but definitely not me. I guess, he shouldn't steal from you..."

With a faint smile on his face, Mr. Wei turned around and walked to a plastic model next to him: "I know you have superpowers, but I'm not sure which one it is."

Barry: "I have so many abilities, viola, web design, sign language, gorilla sign language..."

Mr. Wei looked at the red uniform on the plastic model with an expert expression: "This material is siliceous quartz fiber, resistant to wear and high temperature?"

Barry: "Well, I like figure skating..."

Mr. Wei: "It is generally used on spacecraft, and it is used for flame retardant when returning to the atmosphere."

Barry: "I'm... more aggressive when skating?"

Luke and Diana didn't speak, they smiled and watched Mr. Wei pressing forward, and Barry was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Master Wei suddenly said, "Oh, is that so?"

Barry nodded again and again: "Yes, no matter who you are looking for, it is definitely not, I promise..."

Mr. Wei turned around and walked a few steps, his hand was stretched into his chest, and he turned around suddenly and shook his hand.

A dark-gray shadow flew from his hand and went straight to Barry's shoulder.

The next moment, even Diana felt her eyes blur for a moment. Barry, who was chattering endlessly, didn't speak any more, but just lowered his head and stared at the Batarang held between his fingers.

Mr. Wei calmly retracted his hand and regained his graceful appearance again.

Barry looked up: "You're... Batman?"

Mr. Wei: "It seems that your movements are very fast."

Barry smiled smugly: "Your words are a little too general."

Master Wei is also laughing: "I am building a team and I need capable people, because a powerful enemy is coming..."

Suddenly, Barry raised his hand to interrupt him: "Stop, needless to say, I'll join."

Mr. Wei:  …

Luke:……

Diana: Isn't it easy to join? It's up to me to fight for it? Sure enough, men are a bunch of big pig hooves!

She couldn't help but get up from Barry's third favorite bar stool: "Really?"

"I need the same kind." Barry looked a little uncomfortable: "You know, ordinary people are too difficult to get along with, and I don't have the patience. I can't understand their rhythm."

Diana nodded in agreement.

As a demigod, she lacks everything, which makes her incompatible with most people.

In the end, I found a job as an art museum consultant and got along with the most logical and reasonable group in the world, which made me feel a little more comfortable.

Barry seemed to be holding back for too long, and he couldn't control himself at the moment: "For example, like... what's that brunch thing? Waiting in line for an hour, the time to eat it is obviously lunch..."

"hia~hia~hia~" Luke couldn't help laughing out loud.

The other three looked at this guy who had been very calm all the time in astonishment.

Luke suddenly had a crush on Barry.

This is obviously a genius who thinks differently from ordinary people, so he feels out of tune with other ordinary people.

A similar situation is like Dashao explaining research ideas to ordinary researchers - Dashao: What ideas? Just turn your head around like this, why don't you understand?

The others nodded earnestly: Well, yes, we really don't get it.

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