Losing humanity and becoming 'strong' is indeed not what Su Ming wants.
Just thinking about the ghostly appearance of Dr. Manhattan will only make people shudder.
In his previous life, Su Ming heard many people arguing about how powerful Dr. Manhattan was and what great deeds he could accomplish.
But if you ask these people, which superhero do you want to become?
No one wants to be Dr. Manhattan.
It’s not impossible that they want to be Iron Man, Superman, Spider-Man, and even Deadpool who want to be both painful and happy.
Why?
Because of their humanity.
This has nothing to do with the strength of your ability, but your charm as a person.
Rather than becoming an unknown 'quantum structure complex', or some similar concept, the most important thing is to be a 'human being'.
Su Ming was recalling his past years.
At Marvel, he has always had a more relaxed life, and feels that the world has become a lot broader.
That's because he has always been a human being and lived among the crowd.
Back to DC, it feels a lot darker and more oppressive. In fact, it's just that he needs to defeat strong enemies every time, and the external environment forces him to become stronger.
Even if he is not willing, he must come into contact with various 'conceptual' levels of power to ensure that he is better.
"Maybe except for Barry who treats me as a friend and Batman who treats me as a human being, in the eyes of others, Deathstroke from another world is just synonymous with the concept of 'strong'"
No, the more I thought about it, the darker it became. Su Ming shook his head.
Extreme thinking also needs to be avoided.
The situation is not that bad, at least for the Justice League, Deathstroke from another world is still charming, and Aquaman is very emotional every time he sees him.
It is said that Arthur is indeed quite emotional. He named his trident Tom, and Su Ming was embarrassed to say it.
"Deal, let them follow me."
It feels like a human trafficker.
Hera was already ready, and soon Athena, with toilet paper stuffed in her nostrils, and Artemis, who was carefully covering her buttocks, walked into the hall.
In addition, there is a woman with a calm and generous expression, the goddess Hestia, who has never been seen before. She is looking at the death knell curiously.
"They don't know much about human society, so you have to be careful."
Hera took the three women aside and explained something. It took a lot of time, and then she also prepared a banquet for them, and then sent them away.
Su Ming asked the three former goddesses to board the aircraft, and he walked last. He replied with a cold joke, "Don't worry, I have a client who is very good at handling legal issues. He should have a plan for 'the goddess descends to earth'."
"The future direction of the multiverse is unknown, and you must ensure their safety."
Su Ming nodded. Don't put your eggs in one basket. Pick some and send them out. Olympus will not be destroyed instantly.
"Olympus is indeed a big tree, but next time you want to find someone to share the risk, you can just say so."
"If you tell me directly, wouldn't it turn into a deal again? Olympus has no chips, or are you planning to get Eris?"
Hera stood in the square, and not far away she was cremating Poseidon's clothes. Because the body was annihilated along with the tombs of the gods, the gods had to carve a statue of Poseidon out of wood to serve as the body.
The human-shaped wooden pile gradually turned black with the raging fire, and the irrelevant things gradually became blurred, and the sparks drifted away with the wind.
There were sporadic sounds of crying, and I didn't know which god had a better relationship with Poseidon.
A wooden stake or a clay sculpture is actually the original essence of a god as a human 'idol'.
"Farewell."
The atmosphere is no longer suitable to stay here. Eris was Hera's accomplice in the whole thing. She knew everything but said nothing and deceived everyone.
It's better to let this kind of woman stay and revitalize Olympus, it's too dangerous to keep her around.
Su Ming took off in the spaceship. Seeing the three women whispering in the back row, he had a slight headache.
Hera gave him three people, but the names were not justified. There was no wedding and no one knew about it. The eldest sister didn't even mention anything about marriage.
What is this? Three maids, bodyguards, and thugs? In short, she is not a wife now, she can even be said to be a stranger.
Well, Athena still said a few words.
The question now is where to put them? There will definitely be no room for them at Harley's place, and it's always a little uneasy to let these people come into contact with a female madman.
How about sending it to Paradise Island?
But thinking of Diana and Donna, it was impossible to do that. Su Ming had just pretended to be confused before, but he could understand the look in the eyes of the two sisters.
"Where are you going to take us??" Artemis asked with some fear as if she was a chosen representative.
After losing their divine power, they all felt particularly insecure.
Su Ming was not wearing a helmet at this time. After all, he didn't need one to fly an aircraft. After hearing this, he showed a scary smile.
"I have a castle in Romania. I want to transform you into vampires. You will be responsible for chopping firewood, feeding the horses, cleaning the toilets, and conducting human sacrifices. When I kill someone in a bad mood, you will also be responsible for using wooden stakes to remove the body.
String them together and put them up on the border of my territory."
"Wow! Wuwuwuwu"
Artemis collapsed. She didn't want to be a vampire, nor did she want to clean the toilet. She was a hunter, but she rarely killed.
She cried and hugged Athena tightly.
But this kind of lie is just to scare her. Athena is the goddess of wisdom, so how could she not know the legend about the Impaler?
As soon as she heard it, she knew that Deathstroke was deliberately trying to scare people.
At present, it seems that Deathstroke is a completely unpredictable person. She doesn't know why Hera dares to be sure that Olympus can reach an agreement with Deathstroke.
The fate of the three of them is completely unknown.
So Athena listened to Artemis's cry, and her heart fell into sadness.
Only the female Kitchen Goddess kept tilting her head and looking at them puzzledly, "What is a vampire?"
"Uh, a monster that drinks human blood."
Su Ming gave a hard explanation. Hestia didn't lack common sense.
"Is human blood delicious?" Hestia asked cutely, blinking her big eyes.
"Yeah, it's almost like fish blood, with a bit of a salty smell." Su Ming had already thought of where to send them, and he still had some things to do.
Hestia thought for a moment and pursed her lips. "Then it doesn't taste good. Why would a vampire drink it?"
"Because they can only make a living by sucking blood, they are called vampires."
"Why can we only suck blood?"
she asked curiously.
Hestia looks mature and plump, has a curvy face and a charming face, but she is completely ignorant of some common sense.
She has never lived in Olympus. She practices cooking skills at her own home every day, just like a blank piece of paper.
No wonder that old pervert Zeus wanted to take advantage of her, even though she was Zeus's sister.
But now they are all ordinary people, except they are stronger.
They are all Su Ming's property.
They came with artifacts, including Athena's spear, shield, and helmet, Artemis' longbow, and Hestia's cauldron.
"Because they don't eat well, let's have hot pot later."
Su Ming couldn't explain anymore and could only change the topic.
"It's wrong not to eat well, so what is hot pot?" Hestia asked again.
"well"
Su Ming pushed the control lever of the spacecraft's thruster directly to the end. He had to quickly find a few encyclopedias for her to read by herself. There were too many questions, and it was almost like taking care of a child.
The sea water dropped very quickly, and it seemed that Admiral Raging Waves had recovered a lot. The purple sea water had turned back to its original blue, and many buildings were exposed above the sea.
The problem of the fishmen is no longer a problem. After the raging wave cancels the magic, they will transform back in a few days. If you are anxious, you can also find someone to use the reversal spell of turning people upside down.
But now Atlantis is still in ruins, the whole city is empty, only Arthur and Mera are working.
Mera used hard water magic to flush the streets and clean up some blood stains and corpses, while Arthur was responsible for repairing the buildings and the large holes in the ground.
"You're being called a hero. You see, the house is in such a mess. Even without Atlantis' rockets, Deathstroke can still open the blocking barrier, right?"
Mera was cleaning up with an unhappy look on her face. In fact, she was just looking for trouble. She was still jealous of what happened before.
Arthur carried a piece of wall and tried his best to put it up again, and then glued it back with some special glue.
"Who knew in advance? No one dares to delay that kind of moment."
"So you're just staring at Diana's thighs?"
"I don't."
Arthur concluded feebly that this topic had been repeated too many times.
Mera seems to be clinging to this matter. After they separated from everyone, they came back to rebuild Poseidonis.
Then a meaningless conversation began, making Arthur want to run away all the time.
Mera "Have you eaten today?"
Arthur "No."
Mera: "Then you're still staring at Diana's thighs?"
Arthur ""
Or Mera
"Is that wall finished?"
"Not yet." Arthur replied.
"Then why did you put your palm on Nu Tao's belly so quickly?"
Arthur ""
Arthur felt so tired. When they first met after coming out of the cemetery, Mera was very affectionate and couldn't wait to hug him and start chewing.
That scene made Barry, who was half-fishman at the time, unable to look straight at it.
But why did it become like this after the battle?
Concerning the actions of his teammates on the battlefield, or rescuing the wounded, Arthur didn't feel like he was doing anything wrong.
"How dare you not answer? Arthur Curry, what are you thinking?!"
Mera directly used hard water to turn into a small hand, pinched Arthur's waist and started spinning it like an electric drill.
"Wait a minute, the Justice League's plane."
Arthur struggled and pointed to the sky in the distance. He saw a small black dot approaching quickly, as if he saw a savior.
Mera snorted and retracted her little hand. Every time the Justice League appeared, the time was just right. She had to leave some dignity for her husband in front of outsiders.
But this time it was not the Justice League. What came out of the aircraft was a black and yellow figure.