Extra: Fantasy Journey Forty-Six

Luke spread his hands: "Since the group is unconscious, why let other people with intentions guide the group and deal with us?"

Victor was dumbfounded and said after a while: "This, how do we operate?"

The twist in his mind turned, but the implementation plan couldn't appear immediately.

Luke chuckled: "It's very simple. You have to be the one with the most intense and infectious speech, at least one of them."

Victor's face twitched: Isn't this "I scold myself"?

Luke ignored his entanglement: "And you can keep it going until some obvious "big wave"..."

Victor couldn't help but add: "A bite back?"

Luke hehe: "No, it's more crazy."

Victor: "What?"

Luke: "The slogan is clearer, simpler and more provocative, and the group will follow it unconsciously. At that time, as long as you make more excessive claims, those people will follow."

Of course Victor understands that this stuff is in the book, but he hasn't used it.

Luke: "Like some X-protectors, there are many people who support the protest against torture, but when protesting against the slaughter of livestock for meat, everyone except them will see it as a joke."

Victor: ... You are asking me to lead the way and lead people to the pit!

This idea is very simple, many people know it, but it always works.

The only point is that there must be enough capacity to gain the "voice" of this group.

And Victor, who has the ability to "water stickers" countless times more than gold nuggets on the Internet, it's really not difficult to do this.

He didn't question whether this behavior was moral or not. He didn't have the patience of a superman, so he wouldn't swear back at him.

He just thought about the possibility of realization: "What about people? At some point, I will definitely have to appear in real people, and this plan requires me to have multiple people's IDs."

Luke: "I'll give you a list. These people are professional public relations personnel hired by me. You use their identities, and they will appear when the time comes."

Victor breathed a sigh of relief.

Doing something on the Internet just consumes a little time.

In reality, he doesn't have the professional ability to communicate with people, and he can't even act well.

In this way, Luke and Victor worked together to perfect this "shadow plan" - the name was also chosen by Victor, and it was said to be cooler.

Luke is as good as he is, and he doesn't get anywhere in his name anyway.

It was not until a week later that Master Wei called the two out of the laboratory.

It was rare that the minibus didn't go to "free work", and they followed Luke and the others to a desolate plot on the outskirts of Gotham City.

The car stopped in front of an abandoned manor, and the minibus got off the bus enjoying a small cake, and turned to ask Luke, "Where is this?"

Luke smiled and pointed to Victor, letting the young people get to know each other better.

Victor is a super database, just read it in his mind: "Decades ago, this place belonged to the Wayne family."

The minibus wows: "No way? For such a big house, just throw it away?"

He was right.

Unlike the basically intact manor that Luke bought, this is a pile of ruins.

The roof, doors and windows, and various facilities are all incomplete, there is no maintenance at all, and they may even be stolen and sold for scrap.

There is basically nothing left except for garbage or things that are inconvenient to carry. It is half an empty shelf, and there is no need to arrange it for horror movies.

Victor hesitated and lowered his voice: "After Bruce's parents were killed, this place was abandoned."

The minibus made a "click" in the throat, squirting out a lot of cake foam, and then looked embarrassed: "Okay, let's not talk about this."

The two cars had already approached while the three were talking and stopped behind Luke's car.

Mr. Wei got off the car from Lamborghini: "You are here? What are you talking about?"

The minibus replied subconsciously, "Ah, we didn't say anything."

Mr. Wei's eyes were a little suspicious, but he still didn't pursue it.

The minibus is still a good boy, there is no bad intentions, and you don't need to be as high as someone.

Diana in the car behind also got down, everyone greeted each other, and followed Mr. Wei into the manor.

Walking into the gate of the main building, passing through a "passing hall" more than ten meters long, Mr. Wei reached out and pushed open two dusty doors.

A hall full of dusty spider webs and only some broken debris appeared in front of him.

However, the ten-meter-high ceiling of this hall, the depth of forty meters, the ancient Roman-style white main body neatly arranged on both sides, and the broken giant crystal chandelier that fell diagonally to the ground, can make everyone imagine the richness of the place. grand.

With a look of anticipation on Mr. Wei's face, he stretched out his hand to indicate, "Here, there will be a round table and seven chairs..."

Diana interrupted politely: "More seats could be added."

Master Wei turned his head to look at her, and several others, nodded: "Yes, there must be more."

The rest of the people more or less understood the meaning of the conversation between the two.

Americans are not unfamiliar with the knights of the round table.

The round table has the meaning of equality and no competition.

Although Mr. Wei has doubts and desire to control, on the surface, he will definitely not have a "listen to me" attitude. At most, the plan behind him is to do more.

Diana expressed her attitude that this is not a closed circle, and like-minded superheroes must be absorbed.

Compared with the verbal agreement that everyone rushed to open with Steppenwolf before, the round table and chairs to be placed here are the "official contract".

This is also because, in the battle with Steppenwolf, no one flinched, and everyone recognized each other initially.

Mr. Wei is doing this to normalize the Justice League.

Luke is in favor, Diana has no opinion, this is the old man's three votes, and Superman is unlikely to object.

New teammate Rias was not there, but the minibus and Victor did not object.

This is roughly equivalent to a unanimous vote.

For a time, Mr. Wei was smug.

Having teammates is really different from fighting alone.

Although he would still be highly vigilant about one or two people, that was his nature.

Compared with those who the chairman of the Wayne Group has contacted, the trustworthiness of these people in the Justice League is high enough.

...

The group did not delay for too long in this dilapidated manor. They took a leisurely look at the future "conference hall" for more than ten minutes. After listening to Mr. Wei express some programmatic opinions, they retreated collectively.

But when leaving, Luke approached Diana with a smile: "Your clothes are beautiful today."

Diana smiled and looked at her dark red woolen skirt and the wheat-colored ravine in the V-neck: "Thank you."

Luke: "So, is it an honor to invite you to lunch?"

Diana's eyes flowed: "It's really skillful to say that."

Luke: "I saw that Bruce used it, and I followed it."

Mr. Wei, who was walking not far away, suddenly felt a little itchy in his ears, as if he was being harassed by mosquitoes.

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