In the awkward atmosphere in the control room, Arthur seemed to be about to say something, but Su Ming once again covered his mouth with a ruthless iron hand to stop him.
"Listen, young man, as Batman, I will teach you how to deal with madmen. The Batman in your world is also very good at dealing with madmen, right?"
"Are you talking about Bruce? Or Bruce Jr. or Bruce III?" The other party actually asked back, and now there are still three minutes and twenty seconds left before the promised five minutes.
Su Ming sighed secretly, yes, Earth 38 is not normal.
The Batman over there is named Bruce himself, his son is named Bruce, and his grandson is also named Bruce. They are all Batmans, making it difficult for them to tell them apart in daily life.
And Superman over there, his wife is named Louise, and she is a reporter. His daughter-in-law is also a reporter named Louise, and his granddaughter-in-law is also a reporter named Louise.
The old enemies of this family are Luther I, Luther II, and Luther III.
Only the Joker over there is still strong. He is almost 90 years old, and he is still rocking a wheelchair and fighting on the front line of doing evil. Unfortunately, he seems to be a bit senile. He only recognizes clothes and not people. Whoever wears a Batman uniform will look like him.
Just play with whoever...
I always feel like the editors at DC cut corners when writing the story about the planet Earth, which is simply toxic.
"Okay, don't worry about those details." Su Ming erased the topic of identity and talked about serious matters again: "When dealing with madmen, you must follow their ideas. He wants you to verify Goldbach's conjecture. You
Just tell him you proved it."
Xiao Yeyi, let's call him that, his face under the mask was a little tangled: "But I can't do math."
"Listen to me, you are in school now, right? There are still three minutes left. You can climb over the wall from the corner where the madman cannot see, and then collect the acting papers from the students in the classroom. The more the better."
Su Ming gave the plan. No one here could prove any mathematical formula, so he would just lie to others.
Fortunately, at least this second generation super second generation has no problem in getting over the wall. Although it is a bit slow, it is still as fast as a normal person and can find things very quickly. He quickly found scraps of paper from schoolbags or desks, which was enough for a month.
Big pile.
"Okay, what's next?"
"Now you go back to the school gate and light a fire..." Su Ming continued to instruct. At the same time, he was distracted and looked at the situations on hundreds of other screens. Some of them were indeed not good.
"I didn't bring a lighter." The other party shook his head, saying that he couldn't do it.
This is definitely the worst class of masked vigilantes Su Ming has ever seen. They don’t even have a lighter, but it doesn’t have much impact: “Then act like you’re going to tear up the paper and call out that lunatic, Goth.”
The process of proving Bach's conjecture is in your hands. If he doesn't release the hostage, you will tear up the manuscript paper."
"My mother doesn't let me play with fire. I actually want a lighter..." Little Nightwing was still aggrieved, but he still followed Batman's order without any hesitation: "But the other party
Won’t you see it?”
"The distance between you and the rooftop is more than 200 meters, so he can't see anything clearly. The most important thing is that he is a madman. A madman is willing to believe in the things in his dreams. His obsession is mathematics, and you have him in your hands.
Something you want.”
Su Ming was very calm, and he wasn't a prankster. Although he didn't have a good impression of Ah San, under normal circumstances he wouldn't care how many people died.
But this is school, full of kids, and there's nothing wrong with them.
"I'll try...knock him out when he comes over, right? I understand."
Xiao Yeyi still seems a little unsure, but he is willing to try, which is enough.
Although it sounds like this guy has almost no merit, but in today's chaotic situation in the main world, he can still help out in the field. At least he is brave and enthusiastic enough.
As for why there is global turmoil, Ah San is still in school?
If you could understand their brain circuitry, it wouldn't be far from crazy.
"The communication is over. I will pay attention to your situation here. Come on, keep an eye on you." Su Ming finished the routine directly, ended the communication, and breathed out: "Arthur, why don't you give this job to Megan?"
Okay? You sitting here are just causing trouble."
"The Martian girl is very capable, and she is more willing to go out and deal with crises. I took this position because no one wanted to sit in it." Arthur smiled bitterly. Of course he knew how much he weighed.
He has always been a human shield and thug in the Justice League, and he has a very clear positioning of himself.
I thought it was enough to sit here and help people look up maps and information. Who knew that multi-line thinking skills were needed?
"Don't answer the next call yet." Su Ming stopped Arthur from pressing the communication button: "That's not how the Justice League console is used. If you take away all the work of the computer, won't you be exhausted? The console
,Start the Brother Eye program."
"Please verify your identity." The electronically synthesized voice of the computer host came from the speakers.
"I am Batman." Su Ming opened his eyes and told lies, but strangulation ensured that the voiceprints between him and Batman were consistent.
The host froze for a moment, and the screen in front of everyone flickered. Red eye patterns occupied all the display frames. Even the prompt tone changed to Alfred's voice: "Brother Eye System is loaded, please say
Export order."
"Martha."
"The password has been passed, and we have begun to fully take over the affairs of the Justice League. Based on the data of the think tank, we will give rational suggestions to the field personnel. It is in operation..."
The eyes opened one by one, and the different global live images on the screen reappeared, and the small eyes shrank to the upper left corner and became icons.
In the picture, the heroes who called the Hall of Justice also received a reply from Batman's voice and got a very good idea.
This boosted their morale and soon things became orderly.
Su Ming straightened up from the console, took out two bottles of beer from his pocket, one for himself and one for Arthur, and clinked glasses.
"It's done, you can go and rest."
Arthur was still a little regretful, with an expression as if the bitter wine was in his throat and his heart ached. He drank a lot of beer and threw the bottle towards the corner of the room with a manly air: "I never thought that Batman would give the Justice League
Is there a backup plan in the host machine as well?”
"It's not that you didn't expect it, you just couldn't think of how to trigger it. In fact, just use the simplest way, just say it." Su Ming smiled and patted his shoulder to comfort him. The Hall of Justice was built by Batman.
, here it is estimated that even the sweeping robot is equipped with a self-destruction system as a back-up.
Arthur sighed, but this was not the first time he had suffered the loss of being uneducated. The disappointment passed immediately: "It's just that Batman told us that the Brother Eye system will cause an omnic crisis in the future. Why would he want to do it?"
How could such a dangerous thing be installed into the mainframe?"
"In order to cope with the current situation, this 'bat is not at home, and if the brothers' eyes are not activated, everyone will have no future.'" Su Ming handed Arthur another bottle of liquor this time and asked him to drink it and go to bed.
, a good strong man now has dark circles under his eyes like a panda, his brain is probably rusty.
"Are you sure it's okay?" Arthur took the strong drink and drank half of it. He had many things to ask Deathstroke, but his mind was in turmoil.
Su Ming pushed his back and asked him to leave quickly. The 'corn'-like golden scale armor was a little bit irritating. At the same time, he replied in a very relaxed tone: "I have a plan and I have Batman's authorization. Don't worry."
"Oh, thank you. Also, I didn't even entertain you when you brought your friends. I'm so sorry. Well, let's talk next time. I'm a little sleepy now..."
Arthur was relieved. Ever since Deathstroke saved him from the bucket of shit last time, he had trusted this Origin Deathstroke.
He turned around and left, shaking the wine bottle in his hand and saying thanks.
The door to the control room closed behind him, and almost at the same time, the smiling Deathstroke instantly turned expressionless, and a series of commands poured out of his mouth:
"Monak, cast a spell to seal the door, strangulate, invade the Hall of Justice host, and obtain computing power to crack Sepurk. Gin and Mysterio will activate the blast channel there and bring 'adjutants' to cooperate with our actions."
As I said before, there is no difference between the control of the ghost universe in the hands of Diana and in the hands of Su Ming. The main reason is that she almost doesn't understand technological creations at all. She can't even understand how to play with a mobile phone.
In the hands of a technology blind person, you can take it whenever you want...
She occasionally sends emails to Batman and the others, and her typing is done with one finger. How do you expect her to understand the giant console and the strange network?
Not long ago, Su Ming was surrounded by Diana's friends, so it was not convenient for him to take action. But now, whether in the Sepurk control room or the Hall of Justice control room, there are only Su Ming's own people, so the plan can be implemented.
Both Mysterio and Gin had close contact with Su Ming, and it was then that Strangler silently sent the order into their minds. Even Bobo, who was a monkey spirit, only focused on the emotions shown.
In the entanglement scene, no small movements of the symbiote were found at that time.
When several women were fighting among themselves, no one noticed that Strangler had been unusually quiet because it had been secretly carrying out the host's orders.
Deadpool may have noticed it at the time, and raised the issue of the ownership of the ghost universe, but was fooled by Su Ming. My cousin was smart, but he couldn't concentrate, and his mind was too messy.
All in all, if everything goes well in the plan, the Ghost Universe will soon fall into Su Ming's hands.
Diana won't find anything wrong afterwards, because she only needs to be given a nominal 'highest' administrator account. It's like 'sea cucumber' fried rice, there is not a trace of sea cucumber meat in the rice, but the chef's surname is Hai.
cf.
This is also for her own good. What if such a dangerous ghost universe is in her hands and is deceived by bad guys?
Su Ming should keep it for her.
Black liquid fell from the black and yellow armor, forming streams that meandered on the floor, finding and flowing into the ground where the main server was stored.
Immediately, countless red eye symbols on the screen began to shake, snowflake-like interference appeared on each screen, and the sound of blah blah blah kept ringing.
Feeling Strangler's progress in data, Su Ming gently sat in Batman's seat, pressed the call button, and answered the help hotline:
"I am Batman, I saw you, now follow my command."
Su Ming took over the job of his brother's eye, and his brain could observe hundreds of monitors while giving everyone tactical guidance.