An hour later, the heroes who had packed their gear met in a large conference room.
Everyone sat down around an exaggeratedly large round table.
This table can seat at least dozens of people, but today, there are only six chairs.
Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, The Flash and Aquaman, that’s only five.
"Is he back?" Clark asked.
Bruce shook his head: "Not yet, and I don't know how long it will take."
"Who is this chair for?" Barry asked curiously.
Suddenly, light suddenly flickered on the empty chair, and then, a translucent holographic projection appeared.
Except for Bruce, everyone else could not help but slightly twitching their eyebrows.
They don't know this new person who came from the projection.
Bruce: "Arthur."
"Huh?" Neptune looked at him doubtfully.
The next second, the robot in the projection spoke: "Sorry, Mr. Arthur Curry, he is calling me."
"Arthur? Which artificial intelligence are you?" Clark was a little surprised.
"Yes, Mr. Clark, it is a great honor to meet you in this body." Then, Arthur turned to look at the others and expressed his greetings to everyone one by one in an extremely polite manner.
Bruce watched Arthur's performance closely throughout the whole process, his eyes a little complicated. The artificial intelligence he developed himself has not yet reached the level of truly surpassing the technological level of the earth. That kind of intelligence can occasionally be a bit mentally retarded.
"Hello, Arthur. I didn't expect that he actually created a full body for you, and your intelligence still amazes me."
"Thank you very much for your compliment. In fact, my self-time has exceeded several years, and I think that the evolution of my intelligence includes the stimulation and effects of some special items. When it was first created, my intelligence
The level is also very low.”
Arthur is giving face, or he is being modest about himself.
Bruce was a little relieved, and then even more uncomfortable.
Arthur's performance once again proved that his emotional perception and communication skills are almost the same as ordinary people.
Of course, Mr. Wayne also put Arthur on the threat list, especially after seeing the golden and red dragon mark on the opponent's chest.
According to Hong Fei's past description, it was the top mark, and one could share Hong Fei's power without paying anything.
Bruce thought that at worst Hong Fei would give him a blue or green one, but he never expected that Hong Fei actually gave him a white one!
Fortunately, Clark is also white.
Otherwise, he will really make trouble.
Young Master Wayne, who looked calm and unsmiling, nodded solemnly, and then said to Arthur: "Let's get started."
"Okay, dear gentlemen and ladies, the boss asked me to give you a few words."
Hearing what Arthur said, everyone immediately cheered up.
There was no smile on Arthur's mechanical face, but there was a gentleness in his tone that seemed to penetrate people's hearts: "First of all, Mr. Kent."
Clark nodded.
"The boss said that since you would rather use your own efforts to support the imprints of the other two, then don't slack off after getting it. At some stages, the strength of power is often relative. We
To evaluate a person's strength, it depends on the extent to which he exerts certain powers, rather than whether he has the qualifications to use certain powers. The newborn Superman will never be able to defeat the current Superman."
Clark accepted this suggestion very humbly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely urge them to contact them frequently."
Arthur nodded: "In addition, the boss has specially allocated a sum of funds to acquire a media group. In the future, it will become the most important public opinion point of the Justice League. We will use this to fight against the outside world's deliberate rumors, slander and slander, and prevent similar
The crisis of trust created by Luthor and the Joker. Considering your and Lois Lane's careers, this media group will provide you with better jobs and a more favorable platform... Mr. Wayne, please don't worry, the highest
Of course the position belongs to you."
"No, I'm not in a hurry." Bruce said, coughing slightly to hide his embarrassment, "In fact, I have already started working on this matter, but the acquisition negotiations have not been completed yet."
Arthur flattered him and said: "That's great, but the boss has completed the acquisition and privatization process of three media industry companies including Daily Planet. After the meeting, I will transfer these information to you,
In this regard, my boss and I always believe that you are the most professional among us."
"No problem, I will complete their reorganization soon." Bruce was quite confident.
Clark asked in confusion: "Wait, he acquired the Daily Planet, when did it happen?"
"The negotiations have been completed a long time ago, and even the contract has been discussed. However, in order to avoid causing you some misunderstandings at that time, the boss specifically asked the boss of Planet Daily to continue working and not to mention this matter to anyone.
thing."
Clark couldn't help but sigh with emotion after hearing this: "He has really done too many things for me."
Bruce frowned without a trace. The question he was thinking about at this moment was: How much preparations had Hong Fei made in private related to the development of the Justice League? How did he start to have such a plan?
Thoughts, what is his ultimate goal?
He has thought about this kind of question countless times, but he has never gotten a definite answer, because Hong Fei always does something that is inexplicable to him but seems to have been planned for him afterwards. This directly makes him feel uncomfortable.
Bruce's belief in whether the world he comes from is really just a comic book or a movie continues to rise.
If given the chance, he must personally read comics or movies about himself and this universe.
Arthur turned to look at him at this time: "The second thing is related to Mr. Wayne."
Seeing Bruce's gaze, Arthur said: "The boss left some special metals. He hopes that you can continue to advance and improve your armor, and at the same time use those special metals to make some more powerful destructive weapons.
"
"Special metal?"
"Yes."
Bruce rolled his eyes: "Is it vibranium?"
"Your wisdom is always impressive."
Bruce didn't take Arthur's praise to heart. He just raised his eyebrows and said teasingly: "I remember the last time I came to him and asked him to buy some vibranium at a high price, he was very shocked and told me that he had already
No more in stock."
"Yes, the boss didn't bring much vibranium when he came."
"Really? Not enough to have on hand at any time? To be honest, I highly doubt you guys robbed Wakanda."
"No, Mr. Wayne, please don't assume that about the boss." Arthur told the truth very straightforwardly.
Hong Fei really didn't rob Wakanda. What he did was attack Wakanda, and then reached a strategic cooperation with the other party for a share of vibranium.
"Wait a minute, what are you talking about, Vibranium, Wakanda? Marvel?" Barry suddenly said, his face full of shock and surprise: "Are you kidding? Why do I feel like I can't understand you all of a sudden?
What are you talking about?"
Bruce and Arthur looked at each other, reached an instant agreement, and decided not to give Barry any explanation.
Otherwise, I don’t know where this meeting will deviate.
So, Arthur immediately said: "Barry, it's also about you."
"Yes, I'm listening!" Barry straightened his back immediately.
"The boss has only one thing to say."
"Um!"
"As long as you can't run to death, run to death."
"ah?"
Barry was immediately discouraged. He lowered his head and whispered softly: "Every time I run as hard as I can, I feel very hungry, as if I have been drained..."
"Don't worry, I have prepared the best and richest nutritional supplement meal for you. Starting from tomorrow, there will be someone responsible for your diet every day. Of course, they will also supervise your training."
Barry's eyes rolled around twice, and then he pretended to be helpless and said: "Okay, then I will work hard."
"He will ask you to take photos with different poses or backgrounds in different places around the world every day. He will also limit your time. If any one of them fails to meet the standards, you will have to continue."
After hearing these words, Arthur's image in Barry's mind suddenly became like a mechanical devil.
He wanted to strive for some more relaxed conditions, but Arthur had already turned to look at Diana in time.
"Dear, beautiful Ms. Diana, the boss asked me to say hello to you."
Diana was stunned for a moment, then smiled politely and nodded.
"The boss believes that your current strength and will are very balanced, but he suggests that you can improve your combat experience in dealing with powerful enemies. In this regard, I think Mr. Kent will provide you with timely help."
Hearing this, Diana raised her eyebrows and looked at Clark.
Clark waved his hand quickly: "Of course I am willing to help my companions, but I don't think I am stronger than her."
Diana pursed her lips and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Since he said that, I think he must be very clear about the comparison of our strengths. I may have to trouble you a lot in the future."
Clark was a little embarrassed, but still nodded with a reserved smile.
Arthur Curry grinned beside him.
"Arthur Curry, Honorable Aquaman."
When Neptune heard this, he leaned back on his chair carelessly, and his long hair on his shoulders began to sway: "Go on, I'm listening."
"The boss said that the purpose of the golden dragon is to hone your fighting ability, not to let you coax it to take you to different places to see the scenery every day. If you continue to operate like this, the boss will take back the golden dragon and replace it with
A more ferocious one will keep you company."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at Neptune one after another.
His old bearded face suddenly turned crimson, and he immediately lowered his head and coughed: "Ahem, I know, I didn't trick it, I just... I just became a very good friend with it, right?
, just friends.”
"But it is your opponent, Mr. Curry. Maybe you need me to help you find another sparring partner first. The witch seems to be very idle recently."
"Witch? Who is that?"
"She is the one who sent the golden dragon to you, and she is also the one who has been secretly controlling the golden dragon to train you. However, the boss later handed over other affairs to her, so you became more and more...
The more slack you get.”
"Wait, you mean, someone has been secretly observing me?!" Neptune suddenly became excited.
"Yes." Arthur nodded, but then asked: "You seem to have a strong opinion on this?"
Seeing that the sturdy Neptune was about to clap his hands and get up, Bruce spoke to him in time. He repeated to Neptune: "He's asking you if you have any objections."
In an instant, Neptune felt as if someone had suddenly poured cold water on him, and the anger that had just surged above his head was instantly extinguished.
He twisted, then replied, "No, I didn't."
"Okay." Arthur's response was very brief.
Then, he stood up.
"Everyone, this is what the boss said. I will sort out your reactions and answers and report them truthfully. I hope everyone can take the reply seriously. This is not a game, and we are not a business or political alliance. If you are thinking now
There are those who are lazy and greedy for temporary quickness. In the future, on that terrifying battlefield, the price you pay may be your life. Even if you don’t care about your own life or death, you should think carefully about the ordinary people standing behind you. If you fail
, then they have almost no power to fight back. What awaits them will be the enemy's wanton ravage, humiliation, and even massacre.
goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, the holographic projection disappeared immediately.
The flashing light in Arthur's eyes faded, the mark on his chest shone slightly, and the energy overflowing from it quickly formed a layer of humanoid skin outside his body.
Then, he looked around and teleported away with a flash.
There is an isolated island in the sea. The magic circle arranged by the witch personally blocks any life from entering and exiting at will.
Steppenwolf sat on the rocks on the shore in a daze. The wounds on his body had fully recovered and his broken horns had grown back.
Arthur teleported to the outside of the island, and then used the method taught by the witch to enter the island.
Steppenwolf looked back and frowned.
"Hello, Steppenwolf, I am Arthur, an artificial intelligence life that serves Mr. Hong."
Upon hearing about Mr. Hong, Steppenwolf immediately stood up and walked towards Arthur.
The two of them were close, and Arthur could only look up to see Steppenwolf's head.
But then, Steppenwolf knelt down on one knee and lowered his head very sensibly. He was expressing his surrender in this way.
Arthur smiled and nodded at him, then stretched out his hand and grasped it with five fingers, and a giant metal ax suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Your original weapon has been damaged. This is a gift from sir."
Steppenwolf raised his hands and took it.
Arthur followed closely: "As requested by the boss, please tell me the news about Apokolips in detail. I think you should be able to let us know more about it."