"My son and daughter. This is Mile, he was born not long ago and is still a child less than one day old. This is Annie, you held her when you were a child."
Of course, it was impossible for Zuo Si not to know what the old bat in front of him was thinking in his mind, but he still made a simple introduction as if he were talking about something commonplace.
Because in his opinion, who else is more suitable than Bruce Wayne to elaborate on this grand proposition of "the meaning of life"?
As the son of Gotham, Bruce Wayne has an enviable family, wealth and fame accumulated over generations.
The history of his family can even be traced back to the founding of this city, and it has unimaginable influence in both political and business circles.
To put it bluntly, in Gotham, the President of the United States may not necessarily have the Wayne family to speak to him.
Under normal circumstances, Bruce Wayne's starting point is already an end point that no one else can touch in their lifetime.
What is even more jealous is that he has an almost perfect family, he loves each other and his parents also love him.
Normally, a proud man like this who was born with a golden key should have smooth sailing in life.
Even if you encounter any small problems or troubles, you can easily solve them with your "money power" and huge family network. Then your son will inherit everything from his father's business and the Wayne family and become one of the most influential people in this country and even the entire planet.
one.
But fate played a bad joke on him.
Following two gunshots, the Waynes suddenly fell into a pool of blood and died so easily.
Although the law guarantees Bruce's inheritance rights to the Wayne family's huge property, the senior management of the company with their own agendas obviously will not listen to the orders of a child.
Therefore, for a long period of time, the Wayne Group was actually out of control, and was even infiltrated to form an unknown interest group.
These people didn't take the underage heir of the Wayne family seriously at all, they took advantage of their power and position to make a fortune, and did all kinds of crazy things for their own benefit.
But Bruce and his butler Alfred could do nothing and could only watch silently as the greedy wolves unscrupulously eroded the Wayne family's business and property.
There was even a time when the entire group almost broke away from the Wayne family and became completely independent.
It was this experience of falling from heaven to hell that shaped Bruce's character of suspicion, suspicion, and distrust of anyone.
When he was young, he once placed his hope in the law to bring him the justice he deserved, but Gotham City's judicial system, which was full of corruption and money and power transactions, soon let him down.
In order to track down the murderer who killed his parents, to regain control of the family business and prevent him from continuing to do evil, and to cleanse this sinful city, he resolutely gave up his identity as the favored son of heaven and began to wander around the world.
Learn a variety of fighting techniques to prepare for your next incarnation into the terror of criminals.
After that, he returned from his studies and started working as Batman, deterring gangs and crime by using violence against violence. Injuries were commonplace, and he almost lost his life several times.
This is why few people think that Batman is Bruce Wayne.
Who would have thought that a billionaire, a top tycoon, and an heir to the Wayne family who has an eye for both politics and business, would not sleep with his arms around a socialite in the middle of the night, but instead risk his life as a vigilante on the streets.
This is as incredible as a capitalist revolutionizing his own life.
What’s more interesting is that Bruce obviously no longer believes in and abides by the law, but he still hopes that others will abide by the law.
When someone imitates him and wants to use violence to achieve justice, he will often beat him up and then throw him directly to the police and send him to jail.
This contradiction is as interesting as his double life.
The most important thing is that after so many years of repeated encounters with criminals, lunatics and lunatics, he himself has actually become a member of Gotham City's special ecological environment.
Yes, the famous Batman failed to change Gotham, but instead integrated into it.
But even so, Bruce still had no intention of giving up, and was still conscientiously patrolling and performing his duties every night.
Even though he clearly knows that his hope of changing Gotham City has been dashed.
So Zuo Si has always been curious about what is the persistence that supports Batman's survival to this day.
But what he can be sure of is that using Bruce and the entire Gotham City as observation samples will definitely satisfy his young son's curiosity about the meaning of life and make him understand that although death is the final destination of all mortals, it does not mean anything.
Those short decades of life have no value whatsoever.
Quite the opposite!
The complex life experiences are the key to shaping his soul after death.
"Son? Daughter? Wait! Is this girl the little baby you brought over? She has grown so big in just a few years?"
Bruce Wayne stared at the little Annie who had grown into a graceful girl with wide eyes, and the mouth under the mask subconsciously opened with an expression of disbelief.
Because compared to Maier, who looks a bit weird and abstract from the outside, and who can tell at a glance that he is not a normal person, he has personally seen little Annie's appearance as a baby, that fair and tender girl who is full of curiosity about everything.
The cute appearance is no different from that of a human baby.
Of course, the premise is that you have to ignore the terrifying magical power that the little guy has.
"Yes, her growth depends on her own consciousness and mental age, and has nothing to do with how long she was born."
Zuo Si reached out and touched his daughter's head, his old father's signature smile appearing on his face.
"Hello."
Little Annie obviously still vaguely remembered the other party and nodded politely.
Bruce Wayne hurriedly forced out a smile and responded: "Nice to see you again, beautiful and lovely Miss Anne."
I have to say, his smile when wearing the bat mask is really scary.
It is estimated that if the criminals in Gotham City saw this scene, they would be so scared that they would wet their pants.
Because to these guys, nothing in the world is more creepy than the old bat's smile.
After a brief greeting, Bruce Wayne immediately asked: "Then what is the purpose of your visit this time? Don't tell me that you are just wandering around Gotham and enjoying the scenery of the city."
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, of course not. In fact, I have something I want you to do a little favor for."
"Oh? Is there anything that even the Great Demon God like you can't solve, and you actually need help from a little mortal like me?"
There was strong curiosity in Bruce Wayne's tone.
After all, when he fought against Doomsday, he witnessed with his own eyes the opponent's destructive power, which even completely restored the shattered moon to its original state out of thin air.
In the face of such power, even if he tried hard, he could not find any countermeasures.
The only good thing is that the demon with such a powerful power does not seem to have any intentions towards the earth, and just treats it as a playground.
Zuo Si pointed to the youngest son beside him and said, "I hope to let him follow you for a while, and you will teach him the meaning of life."
"The meaning of life?"
Bruce Wayne blinked his eyes in confusion, obviously confused by this too abstract request.
What a joke!
Although he can be said to be resourceful and has done some research on psychology, he really has not touched much on the field of philosophy.
Otherwise, I would not often fall into intense internal strife.
What's more, since Robin's tragic death, he has been very resistant to teaching young people.
"That's right.
My son has represented the abstract concept of death since his birth.
Therefore, in his view, the final destination of all life should be death.
If this is the case, then why do mortals still struggle in pain?
Why not choose to embrace death directly to gain relief?
If you can't give a satisfactory explanation for this problem, he may become an executioner spreading massacre and death.
Because in his opinion, he is helping mortals."
Zuo Si calmly said words that almost gave the old bat a heart attack.
As a smart man, it is certainly impossible for Bruce Wayne not to hear the threat and intimidation contained in this sentence.
If we fail to teach them well, wouldn’t the first ones to be sacrificed be the earth and humans?
When he thought that the fate of billions of people around the world was actually in his own hands, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Why me?"
After being silent for a long time, the old bat raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. I believe you can give him an answer that satisfies him. Because you are Bruce Wayne, the son of Gotham, and the last hope in adversity. No one knows better than you."
What is the meaning of life.”
"Ha! So I have to thank you for your trust?"
The old bat was obviously angry and laughed, wishing he could immediately raise his fist and punch the opponent twice in the face.
But the problem is that he doesn’t dare!
Because his fists may be a deterrent to criminals, but to a demon like Zuo Si, they are simply a joke.
What's more, he couldn't bear the other party's angry revenge.
"You're welcome, you deserve this. Besides, I came all the way here. Don't you, a top rich man, plan to do your part as a landlord?"
Zuo Si ignored the anger and aggrievedness in the master's eyes and planned to go to Wayne Manor as a guest as if nothing had happened.
"Oh - come with me."
Bruce sighed helplessly, summoned the Batfighter directly with the remote control, and then led a group of three people directly across Gotham City's charming night sky back to the Batcave.
About thirty-five minutes later, they appeared in the living room of Wayne Manor.
The butler Alfred, who had already received the news, called the high-end restaurant he ran to rush to deliver a table full of sumptuous dishes. He stood at the door and bowed in an English-like manner with one hand on his chest.
"Welcome, the distinguished Lord Soth. And you, the beautiful Miss Anna, and Master Maier."
"Long time no see, dear Alfred, you look good."
Zuo Si said hello very familiarly.
Since this was not his first time here, he looked very relaxed and casual. He picked up a drink and drank it by himself.
"Thanks to you, my health is in great shape now, and I can occasionally help the master solve some minor problems. It feels like I'm back when I was young."
The butler rolled up his sleeves to show off the muscles on his arms.
As a veteran, he is not the kind of traditional butler who only puts on airs.
If the other party is willing to reason with you, he will naturally treat you politely.
But if you don't want to reason, he is also familiar with fists, kicks and firearms, and can talk physics to the other party.
After the deaths of the Waynes and his wife, the entire family was in turmoil, and it was only because of his protection that little Bruce was not swallowed up by those hungry wolves, leaving no trace of dregs behind.
"Hahahaha! I think those poor people who were hit in the face by your fists can't believe in their dreams that they were knocked to the ground by an old butler who looked like a very gentleman."
Zuo Si laughed and raised his cup to signal.
"You're honored."
Alfred lowered his head very humbly, and at the same time picked up a cup filled with drinks and handed it to little Annie.
Just when he was about to pass the second drink to Maier, he found that the young man actually had no mouth, and his whole body froze in place. He couldn't hand it over or take it back.
Zuo Si obviously noticed the shock in the old butler's eyes, and smiled and said, "You don't need to go out to entertain him, because he doesn't need to eat or drink."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No need? Then what does he eat?"
Alfred asked in an uncertain tone.
"I feed on the death of life."
Meyer gave a straightforward answer.
It is easy to see from several short and direct speeches that he is very, very honest and almost never lies or cheats.
Maybe it's disdain, or maybe it's just nature.
"I see……"
Alfred nodded thoughtfully, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Because compared to Zuo Si and Little Annie, who are superficially different from humans, Maier seems a little too weird.
Whether it's his appearance, appearance, or the creepy food.
Just when the old housekeeper wanted to say something to smooth things over, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from outside, and then a familiar voice appeared at the door of the living room.
"Owner!"
Sun Knight Davian knelt down on one knee and saluted Zuo Si.
Although he is wearing a white suit at the moment, he still exudes a mature and stable temperament as before.
"How have you been these past two years?"
Zuo Si asked without raising his head while tasting the food on the table.
Davian stood up slowly and responded in a very relaxed tone: "It's not bad. Except that it's a bit boring to have nothing to do."
"Bored? Didn't Bruce assign you a task? This doesn't seem like his way of making the best use of everything?"
Zuo Si turned around and glanced at the master who had taken off his armor and mask.
The latter rolled his eyes angrily: "Don't call me like a devil. What's more, Davian's attacks are not light or heavy, and he evaporates people easily. How dare I let him take action casually."
"What about the other you?"
Zuo Si continued to ask with great interest.
"He went to Metropolis. You know, after losing Superman, the security situation there began to deteriorate rapidly. Various gangs and secret societies sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Now they are showing a proliferation trend."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, pain and guilt appeared on Bruce Wayne's face.
As the saying goes, only when you lose can you know how to cherish.
When he was instigated by Lex Luthor to kill this god on earth, he had no idea what Superman meant to Metropolis.
But now with the death of Superman, various crises have begun to erupt one after another.
Especially the Vampire Queen Badi, who has now completely controlled the metropolis by turning rich people and high-ranking officials into their descendants, and has become the mastermind behind everything hiding in the dark.
Superman's beloved girlfriend Lois Lane has become a plaything in her hands, and is currently sinking into all kinds of forbidden pleasures.
Bruce Wayne was forced to have no choice but to send his other self over to try to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.
But unfortunately, the Bat Demon Bruce will not really change all this. Instead, he pretends to do his best on the surface, but in fact he is collaborating with Bati and continuously sending sinful souls back to Baator Hell.
Nine levels.
"It sounds like things are a little bad here?"
Zuo Si obviously asked questions knowingly.
As the writer and chief director of the entire script, how could he not know the situation here?
Not to mention the all-pervasive New Phyrexia spies, Davian and Badi alone are always reporting on their progress.
In addition, there is a Reverse Flash who travels in different timelines and often delivers information.
Bruce Wayne smiled bitterly: "It's more than just bad.
Remember Lex Luthor?
According to his revelations, Darkseid has already set his sights on the Earth, and will start taking action soon.
In order to prepare for the arrival of this day, I have been running around in the past few years, trying to recruit more capable people to join."
"What was the result?"
Zuo Si then asked.
Calculating the time, it should be almost the day when the Mother Box awakens, Steppenwolf arrives, and the Justice League is established.
"It's okay. We already have me and my other self, Davian, Barry Allen the Flash, Arthur Curry the Aquaman, and Diana the Wonder Woman."
Bruce Wayne named several of the founding members of the Justice League in one go.
Obviously, due to the butterfly effect brought about by Zuo Si, the time and efficiency for him to recruit his companions were much earlier.
After all, with Sun Knight Davian as a powerful thug, many people who needed to join when the crisis came have joined in advance.
"You can add me now."
Mel suddenly pointed a finger at his nose.
"you?"
Bruce Wayne was obviously stunned for a moment.
Because in his opinion, the son of the great demon god definitely belongs to the extremely dangerous category, and he would be lucky if he didn't cause any trouble.
Maier nodded slightly and replied: "As long as you can help me figure out the meaning of mortal life, I will help you deal with the enemy. It's a fair deal, isn't it?"
"Um - is this okay?"
Bruce Wayne glanced at Zuo Si subconsciously.
The latter shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Don't look at me, this is a matter between the two of you. As long as you both agree, it will be no problem. In principle, I will not interfere more."
Upon hearing this answer, the old bat's eyes suddenly shone slightly, and he immediately asked impatiently: "What do you know? I mean, do you have any incredible abilities?"
"ability?"
Maier tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering: "I can kill everything, including time, space, and everything you think cannot be killed."
"Wha...what?!"
Bruce Wayne was obviously frightened, with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.
Because if these are true, it means that he has obtained a powerful trump card that can turn things around at a critical moment, and even solve the terrible dark monarch once and for all.
"I can kill everything. Because I am the embodiment of the abstract concept of death, and I am also the holder of this authority."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Saying that, in order to let the other party understand his ability, Maier directly raised his hand and killed a small space just a few steps away from him.
.
In the blink of an eye!
That area of about one cubic meter lost its color and became bleak.
"This is incredible!"
Bruce Wayne immediately took out the detector he carried with him to scan the bleak space, and the results surprised him.
In this space, there is no air or other matter, only a piece of elementary particles that have never been seen to be absolutely stationary under the detector.
Yes, it is absolutely still.
Theoretically, such a result is only possible under absolute zero conditions.
If this detector had not been removed from the armor given to him by Zuo Si, the current level of technology on earth would not even be able to observe the true situation in this area.
It felt as if all these particles were killed by some indescribable force.
But what's even weirder is that everything outside this space area is extremely normal.
For the first time, Bruce Wayne and Alfred realized how terrifying this boy with no mouth and slightly abstract appearance was. He could even kill him with something as abstract as space. What else could he do?
He can't be killed?
"I suggest you use Maier's power with caution. Because after he kills something, it is irreversible. I think your IQ should be able to understand the meaning of this sentence."
Zuo Si stared at the dead space and issued a serious warning.
Because this was also the first time he saw his youngest son's ability, and it also confirmed that Maier was the most terrifying and dangerous of all his children.
Although Little Annie's chaos magic and the Prince of Darkness's erasure are equally terrifying, they are still a bit inferior to this abstract concept of death.
If Maier is given enough room to grow, he can even kill existences like the Warhammer Universe Subspace Chaos God directly from the source.
Perhaps new evil gods will be born out of the pain and despair of mortals, but once the original ones are killed, they are truly dead and will never be resurrected again.
"Don't worry, I will be careful even if you don't tell me. After all, this is the hometown and only home of humans on Earth."
Bruce Wayne's tone was unprecedentedly serious and cautious.
Kill everything irreversibly!
What a terrifying and terrifying power this is!
If possible, he hoped he would never need to use it.
"Father, can I stay with my brother?"
Little Annie suddenly spoke up and made a request.
"you?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows and stared at his daughter with eyes full of scrutiny.
Of course he knew that this little thing obviously regarded Maier, the youngest brother, as a new toy.
Little Annie smiled and nodded: "Yes. I can protect him and prevent him from being cheated or bullied by others."
Upon hearing these words, the corners of Bruce Wayne's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.
cheat?
Bully?
What a joke!
Don't look at how scary your brother's power is.
Not to mention that there is Zuo Si, the great demon father, behind him.
"What do you think?"
Although Zuo Si instinctively wanted to refuse, he still gave the choice to his younger son.
Maier answered without thinking: "Whatever, it doesn't make any difference to me anyway."
"Great! It's settled then!"
Little Annie immediately climbed up the pole and settled the matter directly.
"Okay, then you two should get along well, and remember not to quarrel, let alone fight."
Zuo Si nodded in approval.
"Wait! You want to leave your son and daughter to me? I have no experience in taking care of children, especially the children of a great demon like you."
Bruce Wayne happily didn't want to take on this big trouble.
After all, just one Mel is enough to give him a headache, and adding a lawless little Annie is not enough.
It's a pity that Zuo Si didn't give him a chance to bargain at all, and directly activated the Planeswalker Spark and ran away.
Looking at Zuo Si who disappeared in a blink of an eye, the master immediately held his forehead and showed a painful expression, and then stared at his old housekeeper with pleading eyes.
Alfred sighed slightly and said, "Don't worry, I will try my best to take good care of Miss Anne and Master Meyer."
"Thanks a lot."
Bruce Wayne left an apologetic look, then ate something in a hurry and went upstairs to his room to catch up on his sleep.
After all, he patrols Gotham City all night long, mingling physically with the criminals. If he doesn't take a good rest and catch up on sleep, he will die suddenly in a few days.
After watching his master disappear at the end of the stairs, Alfred bowed politely and said with a smile: "Do you two need anything? Just ask! I promise to satisfy you as much as possible."
"Is there anything fun here?"
Little Annie picked up a plate full of ice cream desserts and stuffed it into her mouth while asking enthusiastically.
Since she had stayed in modern metropolises in other time and space, she had already adapted to this environment, so she immediately wanted to go out and have some fun.
"Gotham has many interesting places. If you like, I can immediately arrange yacht parties, private jets, top suites in the most luxurious hotels, resorts and casinos."
Alfred immediately gave some entertainment methods that he thought were more elegant.
As for the rules that adults cannot drink, smoke, or gamble, he selectively ignored them.
After all, he is not serving minor humans now, but two non-human beings with powerful supernatural powers, and his father is an out-and-out demon.
For such a super creature, alcohol, tobacco, and narcotic drugs are completely impossible to cause any harm or impact.
But little Annie waved the spoon covered with cream in her hand and refused: "No, I have long been tired of this kind of entertainment. I heard from my father that there are many big and small gangs in this city, right? How about we do it
How about a gangster adventure?"
"Black...Gangster Adventure?!"
Even though Alfred had seen many big scenes, he was still shocked by this request.
Although under Batman's constant attacks, the underworld in Gotham City is no longer as omnipotent as it was in the early years. Even the appointments of the mayor and police chief are decided by them.
Many bosses of established families have also been sent to prison and locked up, and some gangs have perished due to infighting and conflicts.
But as a saying goes, if the government does not fill the power vacuum at the grassroots level, various gang organizations will naturally emerge.
This is determined by the power structure and is not subject to human will.
The most important reason why mafia, gangs, various guilds, and guild organizations are everywhere in the United States is that the government has not filled the grassroots power.
So although the old gangs disappeared, new gangs soon rose again.
Ever since, Batman's plan to transform Gotham City has fallen into a strange circle.
No matter how many gang bosses and gangsters he arrests and sent to jail, new gangs will soon be born on the streets, just like weeds that never burn out and grow again with the spring breeze.
As his boss's right-hand man, Alfred is well aware of the current number and influence of gangs in Gotham City.
Although he did not think that "primitive" weapons such as guns and bombs could cause any harm to the two sons of the devil, he also did not want to see any big trouble in Gotham City.
Just as the old butler was thinking about how to change the subject, Davian suddenly stood up and said, "Leave it to me. I'll take them for a spin on the street. I believe there won't be any big problems."
"You? Of course no problem!"
Alfred was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily and agreed.
You must know that Sun Knight Davian is a notorious murderer in Gotham City. During the time when he first appeared, he used naked and unabashed killing to create a large safe zone out of thin air. Even now, no one dares to create a safe zone there easily.
Second-rate.
The terror of its deterrence is evident.
If it was because he took little Annie and Mel out on the street, it would naturally be unlikely that he would encounter a blind bastard.
After all, for any gangster in Gotham, the first thing to do when recruiting a gangster is to recognize two photos.
One of them is known to be Batman without asking, and the other one is naturally Davian.
Especially the latter must be kept firmly in mind.
If you offend the former, you will at best be beaten and thrown into jail, but if you offend the latter, the entire gang may be implicated and collectively go to heaven.
Just as Davian was wandering the streets of Gotham City with his master's two children, far away in a private club in Metropolis, the Vampire Queen Buddy was hugging and making love with Lois Lane naked.
That fragrant scene is definitely enough to make any physiologically normal male's blood surge.
But unfortunately, there is no man in this secret room, or there is no third party present.
Because of this, the two of them were so immersed in the game that they didn't realize that someone had just walked through the wall and appeared on a chair not far away.
fortunately!
Vampire Queen Badi's perception was sharp enough, and she noticed the familiar figure within a few seconds, and hurriedly released a sleep spell to put Lois Lane into a deep sleep that could not be easily awakened.
After finishing all this, she stood up and put on a translucent gauze pajamas, knelt on the ground in a very humble manner and greeted: "Master, when did you come?"
"Just now. How about it? I didn't disturb your pleasure, did I?"
Zuo Si glanced at the female reporter on the bed whose skin was slightly red due to excitement and excitement.
I have to say that Lois Lane has a pretty good figure and has a temperament unique to an independent woman. No wonder she can fascinate Superman.
But now, this aggressive female reporter has lost her former pride and has completely become a slave to desire.
Not only is she addicted to the stimulation of sex all day long, but the skin on her arms and neck is also densely covered with large and small needle holes, and there are large tattoos on her arms, thighs, back, chest, and lower abdomen.
You don't need to ask to know that large amounts of anesthesia and hallucinogenic drugs have become an indispensable part of her daily life.
At this point, even if Superman is resurrected, it is absolutely impossible to pull him out of the abyss.
On the contrary, she can drag Superman directly from the human god with perfect morals into the abyss and become black.
Vampire Queen Ba Di responded with a smile: "How could that be? Everything is just following your orders."
"Well done, I can't wait to see Superman's reaction when he sees his lover now after he is resurrected. I believe it will be very, very interesting."
A creepy evil light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
Since the evil heart has been condensed, actions like this that draw originally kind and noble people into evil will inevitably gain huge power feedback from it.
In particular, Superman is one of the well-deserved protagonists of this universe.
"Haha, not only are you looking forward to it, I am also looking forward to it.
Oh, by the way, I have a piece of information about the mother box here.
Not long ago, a secret experiment run by Silas Stone went haywire.
His son Victor's whereabouts are also unknown.
If nothing else happens, Cyborg has already been born and is hiding somewhere unknown.
Maybe……
He has used his ability to penetrate the entire network and discovered many secrets about you and me."
Badi carefully stated his guess.
She has always been extremely wary of Cyborg.
Because it is not easy to prevent this all-pervasive super cyborg life form without spreading the power of Shimmering Oil and New Phyrexia in large quantities.
Especially for secret societies established around metropolitan areas, what they fear most is this kind of pervasive infiltration and surveillance.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Once humans realize that many rich people and high-ranking officials have transformed into monsters that feed on human blood, it will inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions, even fierce resistance and even riots.
Coupled with the superheroes being born one after another, the whole thing will be very troublesome to deal with.
But Zuo Si waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for Cyborg.
He never had a chance to realize his full potential.
In contrast, I am very interested in the mother box.
After all, it is a technological creation that even Jinji Tasha is amazed by, and its technical value is simply immeasurable."
"Do you need me to help you get that mother box?"
Badi raised his head and asked cautiously.
This is not a very difficult task for her.
It's just that I didn't do anything before to hide it as much as possible without exposing myself.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, no need.
Because what I want is three mother boxes, not a single one.
Let's wait until Steppenwolf snatches them away from the Amazons and Atlanteans.
Anyway, there is no rush for this moment.
Also, remember to hide your descendants and secret societies in hidden spots.
Only in this way can Superman fall into deep despair after his resurrection."
"clear!"
Badi nodded quickly to show that he understood.
But just when she raised her head to ask for instructions on what to do next, she suddenly found that her master had left.
…
On the other side, in a luxurious villa on an artificial island near the Metropolitan Pier.
The bat demon is lying on a chair and enjoying the service of a young and beautiful female model.
Although he is very old, his angular muscles and handsome face that become more attractive with age can still attract many women to throw themselves into his arms.
What's more, he is also Bruce Wayne and can obtain almost unlimited money from his other self, so naturally he will not treat himself badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Just when this demon with considerable terrifying power was teasing and toying with the young female model next to him, he suddenly took off his sunglasses as if sensing something, then raised his finger and shot out a silvery light.
The next second...
The female model, who was still busy with her head down, immediately fell into a state of trance, and then lost consciousness and slowly collapsed on the ground.
"It seems I came at the wrong time, right?"
Zuo Si walked out from behind a tree and joked in a half-joking tone.
"Yes, it would be nice if you came a few minutes later and waited for me to finish."
The Bat Demon obviously had no sense of propriety and shame for a long time. He didn't even put up his pants, so he picked up the cup, pointed it at the straw and took a sip, feeling the refreshing sensation of the iced drink flowing down his esophagus into his stomach.
"I heard that Bruce Wayne arranged for you to come to Metropolis to solve the increasingly bad crime situation here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by him just working like this?"
Zuo Si walked straight to another recliner next to him, sat down, and asked casually.
The Bat Demon sneered and explained: "Of course I'm not afraid. Because it's daytime now, and the bats have to wait until dark before they can move out. What's more, this is my real performance, so it's strange that he can see it."