The Hall of Justice on Earth 0 is peaceful, except for the bustle of the past.
In the past, many people would always visit the Hall of Justice even on weekends. In the area open to the public, you can see the past stories of the heroes and the sacrifices they made for the world.
There are stalls selling souvenirs, restaurants open to the public, and guide voices recorded by The Flash. The friendly AI will make everyone feel at home.
It's just that after the main world has experienced a series of heavy losses, most people are now running around for life, trying their best to find potatoes for dinner, and they no longer trust the heroes, so the bustling scenes of the past are no longer
No more.
Green Arrow followed Deathstroke's instructions and strictly guarded the second half of the Hall of Justice and the underground area, but the area for external exhibitions was still open.
After all, if you don’t occupy the propaganda position, the enemy will. Now, among those who are willing to visit the Hall of Justice and hope to meet superheroes by chance, who is not a die-hard fan?
This is the most precious basic disk and must not be thrown away.
One cannot stop eating due to choking to defend against the possible invasion of the Laughing Bat. This does not mean that the Hall of Justice should be immediately lifted into the sky or teleported to the Heavenly Blood Layer.
As dusk approached, a dirty N-hand car, smoking, stopped in the square in front of the Hall of Justice, and four people dressed as 'super girls' got out.
It's a classic red and blue uniform, with an S logo on the chest, a red miniskirt on the bottom, and heavy makeup on the face.
It's just that one of them has super white skin, and the other one seems to be wearing a wig.
They walked past the fountain that no longer sprayed water in front of the square, and a layer of dust fell on the Crux-style sculpture, but these people didn't mind.
Although they didn't know why, they were very happy. Not only did they walk and jump, they also sang the Boy Scouts' military song.
There are seven steps in the Hall of Justice, representing the Seven Giants who are the cornerstone of the book. The beautiful and spacious door, the glass is still spotless and clean.
"Ah! Hall of Justice! We're finally here!"
A female voice among the four shouted happily, ran all the way to the door, opened the door and waved enthusiastically to her friends, looking very lively.
The other three people each have their own styles. For example, one of them seemed to feel that the skirt was too short. He kept reaching out to grab the edge of the skirt and pulling it down. He whispered to the people around him: "Boss, this skirt is too indecent."
"Shh, be careful of the bat monitor. You are not allowed to speak after entering." A female voice pinched her throat and responded to her.
The owner of the voice was wearing a small skirt, but walked into the hall with great strides.
"Relax, little Lailai, don't be so nervous. This is a public area. There are always a lot of people here. There is no point in installing eavesdropping here, so there will be no monitoring equipment here. The bat is rich, but he is not stupid. It is a waste of money.
It’s meaningless, hehe.”
In addition, the 'girl' with super white skin and super heavy makeup said while twisting her waist and walked up the steps, walking through the door coquettishly, her walking look was like a model on TV, twisting
It's very exaggerated.
The four of them entered the Hall of Justice and stood in front of the display table of uniforms.
There is a large area in the foyer with a staircase-shaped structure, where many dummies wearing superhero uniforms are displayed in layers, representing the identities of all members of the Justice League.
The first row is of course the Seven Giants of Zhenglian. The uniforms displayed on the steps behind them are from the franchises of 'International Zhenglian', 'American Zhenglian', 'Titans', 'Doom Patrol', 'Heroes of the Storm' and so on.
team.
The wigged woman, the tallest among the four, stared at Superman's uniform again and again, as if she could see flowers.
At this time, a robot tour guide drove over on the ground. It looked a bit like a go-kart, but it had a large screen on it, and a promotional video for Justice League was playing on it.
"Hello, please tell me the purpose of your visit. We will close in thirty minutes. I can help you arrange your time reasonably."
The robot made a mechanical electronic synthesized sound.
The wigged woman tilted her head to the girl next to her who was grabbing her skirt. The latter took the initiative to step forward, squat down and answer the robot: "Oh, great, a real artificial intelligence system! The Justice League is great!"
She was so excited that she covered her chest, showing her sincerity, and the feeling of surprise was so vivid.
"Thank you for your compliment. It means a lot to us. I am the Flash. On behalf of all members of the Justice League, I would like to thank every kind citizen for your support and help. At the same time, I welcome you to the Hall of Justice."
As a low-level AI, the little robot has no emotions. After all, even Brainiac has not reached that level.
It can only tell whether the words used in the words are kind or malicious, and it can't even understand what Yin and Yang weird smells like, let alone see through the performance.
According to the program settings, if a visitor praises the couple, it will play the thank you message recorded by Barry, so this recording is the voice of The Flash.
The woman in the wig rolled her eyes and looked at another corner of the ceiling, where the white girl was playing with another girl who was laughing and joking.
"We want to take photos with the heroes, and if possible, we also want to eat in the restaurant, superhero set meal." The squatting girl pressed her hands on the bottom of her skirt and said very sincerely: "We drove here from California,
I made a lot of travel plans, but there was a traffic jam on the road, so I arrived late.”
"Then I suggest you come back tomorrow. Enough time will give you a better visiting experience." Barry's voice replied.
"No, my friend." She pointed to the pale lady who was still fighting: "She has a terminal illness and will be admitted to the hospital for treatment tomorrow. There is a high probability that she will not come back. Visiting the Hall of Justice is her last
wish."
After hearing these words, the pale lady, who had been so lively just now, seemed to have lost her breath, and fell softly into the arms of her friend, moaning breathlessly:
"Hall of Justice, Justice League...my love."
"Yeah, look at her, maybe she will die tomorrow, pfft..." The friend holding the 'patient' also helped.
The camera on the car turned to the frail lady, and a series of physical examination data were instantly listed. Even without blood collection, the technology it possessed could detect that the levels of various chemical toxins in this 'transvestite' lady's body exceeded the standard.
She wasn't even supposed to be able to walk, and hospitalization was imminent.
Of course, compared to this, her special dressing habits are insignificant. Who doesn't like Supergirl? Besides, the Justice League represents justice and will never discriminate against the LGBT community.
The little robot was silent for a while, and Barry's voice turned into an electronic synthesized voice:
"Special regulations have been activated. The Justice League will fulfill your wish. Madam, today's closing time will be postponed as much as possible, and the restaurant will continue to operate. Let's start with a virtual portrait photo? Please go this way."
"Oh, thank you, thank you for being so kind. I'm so touched, hehe, hehe, hahahahaha..."
The pale lady cried with joy. She raised her orchid fingers, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and showed a huge smile of satisfaction.