If anyone was happiest about the power outage, it was undoubtedly Beast Boy. When the dormitory and corridors fell into darkness, and when everyone else frowned and made doubtful sounds, he just pressed the button again gently.
Press the shutdown button on the computer case.
"Yes, the power outage can be considered a force majeure factor. There is nothing we can do about it."
Hai Shaoxia Gas nodded repeatedly and touched the green hair on his teammate's head. His tone in the dark was also very emotional.
Why do these two people react differently from everyone else? The reason is also very simple, that is, the game can no longer be played.
They seemed to have misjudged Can Luo's rank. The original plan was to play a game for him to save points after he disappeared. However, not long after they got started, they found that the originally good-looking record gradually became ugly.
In their hands, the majestic Prince of Demacia was like a fool carrying a big tree. No matter which lane he went to, he was beaten by the opponent. Even when he single-handedly grabbed the support, he was killed by the wheel mother.
In short, the more the two of them played, the more sweat dripped from their heads, and the mouse pad was soaked. Their teammates sent high-intensity interactive comments in the chat channel, which made Beast Boy even more furious.
However, in e-sports, dishonesty is the original sin. In the end, they were relieved. Sure enough, it was a bit difficult to reach the diamond rank at the bronze level, huh?
At the beginning, the green-haired man was having a great time playing, while the boy in a waistcoat pointed beside him, but in the end, the two of them stopped talking.
But as old teammates, they know what the other party is thinking, that is, they all want to escape!
After taking over a game, there were so many people watching around me. I was beaten like a third grandson. I definitely couldn't keep my score. I don't have the ability, right? I didn't even feel ashamed.
Fortunately, there was a power outage at this time, and the two of them were as happy as the demons who had just been released from the seal. On the one hand, they no longer had to be tortured by the enemy, and on the other hand, they no longer had to be embarrassed.
In fact, they were overthinking it, because people in the room and in the corridor didn't have time to pay attention to the psychological problems of the two young people.
"Why is there a power outage?"
Ron frowned. He pushed aside everyone who was blocking his way and quickly flew towards the energy room. It could be said that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Because power outages are very rare for the Hall of Justice, it was designed to be a flying fortress similar to the Fortress of Destruction, with a sufficiently stable energy supply and backup energy system. Even if there is a power outage all over the world, there will be no power here.
It's time for a power outage.
The hall is a highly information-based command center that relies heavily on energy to obtain intelligence and communicate. Especially when things happened at this juncture, Ron couldn't help but think about it.
"Look, look, this place is not as good as our home."
The old man in the wheelchair became energetic immediately. He turned his head and said to his team members behind him:
"Batman spends billions of dollars every year to maintain and update various equipment in the Hall of Justice, but the base of the so-called greatest superheroes on earth will still have a power outage? I now have every reason to suspect that all this money has been used
Some alien embezzled it and used it to buy chocolate and eat it instead of using it in the lobby."
He didn't name him, but everyone knew who he was talking about. Even though the chief was a scientist, he was a standard human supremacist just like Deathstroke, who didn't have much education.
Can humans control or use aliens? Yes; aliens want to command or lead humans? Except for Superman, other alien aliens are out of the question!
But the chief can only pay lip service to it, because the Justice League will not accept his opinion. Although the Doom Patrol is also part of the Justice League community, it has no right to speak at all. How else can we call it a team composed of marginalized people?
The purpose of the United Nations is to unite all people in the world, but we have never seen how united human beings are.
Especially what he said, even the rest of the patrol team didn't believe it.
Batman gives him so much money every year and converts it into chocolates. I'm afraid it would cost a lot of money, right? Even if Ron were a Martian, he would have died of diabetes long ago if he ate so many snacks.
"Sorry, the chief's mental illness has relapsed. Sometimes he has some crazy thoughts in his mind and can't control his mouth." Elastigirl Rita explained to everyone in the dark with an awkward smile, although others might see it.
I couldn't see her expression, but a smile made the apology seem sincere.
Accusing the Chairman of Zheng Lian of corruption in the Hall of Justice is not equivalent to scolding the Chairman in the temple for making money.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The film man who reacted the fastest covered the chief's mouth, while the Tin Woodman tried to push the wheelchair away in the dark. Cathy and the Elemental Girl, who were following to make a fuss, pulled Crazy Jane and turned around to follow.
They planned to escape, something happened in the Hall of Justice, which was an ominous sign.
"Mental illness? I can cure it. I'll go with you." As Harley said this, she followed the voice in the darkness and walked over: "By the way, do any of you have a flashlight? Or a flashlight APP on your phone? Come and take a photo.
Okay, my God, how much do you like darkness, no one realizes now?"
"No, actually that's not the problem, Harley." Nightwing's voice came from his ears. He appeared in the darkness like a ghost holding a flashlight and mobile phone. At this time, these two things also seemed to be dead.
The same thing happened: "My flashlight is not working and my phone cannot be turned on. Please try all of you."
"Mine too. Alas, I spent three months of working money to buy a new phone." Beast Boy behind him was the most skillful and immediately took out his phone. No matter how hard he pressed the power button, it was still in his hand.
None of the technological gadgets moved.
Following Yeyi's request, everyone present tried various electronic devices on their bodies that could be used for lighting, but none of them could light up.
In the dark, this phenomenon gives everyone a feeling that people are accustomed to electric lights providing lighting at night and forget the instinctive fear that darkness can bring to people.
Of course, this kind of fear is not a problem for old Gotham. Nightwing quite likes darkness, but Harley doesn't care at all.
"Okay, it seems that this is not a simple power outage, but that all electrical appliances have been scrapped. We may have encountered a large-scale EMP attack." The raven following Harley said this at some point. She was in the darkness.
Chuuya felt like a fish in water: "But logically speaking, the Hall of Justice should have a backup plan to combat electronic interference."
"Wow, you rarely talked a lot, and aren't you a wizard? Do you know EMP?" Harley hugged the girl with a smile and happily kissed her on the head: "Spellcasters use technical terms.
You look so cute when you are young, my dear, you are so cute."
Raven rolled her eyes, and she tried her best to push Harley's face away. The strong fragrance of cosmetics made her uncomfortable, mainly because she was not used to dealing with overly enthusiastic social people:
"I am a spellcaster, but I am also a member of the Titans. Cyborg used to be our teammate, and Deathstroke, another old man, likes to use EMP to deal with him. How do you think I know this term?"