Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Plan

Ultimately, for the sake of money, although Deathstroke didn't understand this peculiar aesthetic, he didn't express any negative comments. Instead, to protect the health of his only remaining eye, he shifted his gaze to the helmeted boy next to the eye-catching boy:

"Since you've given me so much, I can recommend a few reliable shops where you can buy more equipment."

This equipment is really too eye-catching, so eye-catching that he can't bear to look at it.

Jason pulled out his phone and opened his memo. "Okay, let me hear what kind of store you'd appreciate."

Why wouldn't you want something that's given to you for free?

Although Jason actually had no shortage of equipment, he was sure that Bruce had already started designing exclusive equipment for the three of them since they ran to Wayne Manor.

The reason why Bruce didn't want Jason to go to Blüdhaven before was not only because Jason had just returned home, but also probably because of Jason's simple clothing style with almost no defensive power.

Li Hua and Benjamin, one has a BUFF and the other can transform, but Jason really has nothing. He just puts on a motorcycle helmet and a windbreaker and goes up.

Now Batman didn't come to Jason's bedside through the window late at night to give him new equipment. A big part of the reason was that time was too short and he hadn't had time to design a helmet with full defense for Jason.

It’s not that Jason doesn’t want the helmet Batman made for him, but...how can he think it’s too little equipment?

Whether it's a helmet designed by Batcave or a helmet produced by Mercenary Technology, he wants them all!

Jason wrote down the names of these shops with great interest, intending to look through them one by one when he returned, but he didn't realize that Deathstroke was also looking at him and Li Hua closely at this moment.

Again, Deathstroke must have some skills to have been in the mercenary industry for so long, so when he realized that Li Hua was learning his attacks, he withdrew his hands in time to avoid his moves being learned and used on himself. At this moment, he was even more certain that Jason was not a simple young man.

These two young men are both high-quality talents—or it’s already guaranteed that one of them is a high-quality talent. Deathstroke couldn’t help but want to recruit them: “If you two want to learn combat, I can provide you with some opportunities.”

As for the other boy in the helmet...even if he is useless in the end, the boy with strange abilities and eye-catching costume is obviously very close to him. Even if his qualifications are not particularly outstanding, they are not too bad.

The most important thing is - this time he has a guaranteed minimum! Two consecutive draws will definitely have a minimum, what's the difference between this and 100%?

The flower language of good seedlings is "be slow, beware!"

Jason: ...

Such a familiar statement, Deathstroke, you are not trying to poach people again, are you?

Deathstroke has actually always planned to recruit talents.

To be more precise, Deathstroke has been trying to steal Batman's corner and poach Robin for many years - no matter which generation... Jason is not sure whether Tim has received his offer, but he is sure that if Deathstroke has the chance, he will definitely extend his offer to Tim, the third-generation Robin.

After all, Batman's luck in picking up children is recognized by both good guys and bad guys. Some villains always have ulterior motives: What if I can't cultivate or pick up such a good seedling myself? Batman has a ready-made one!

However, up to now, no Robin has accepted the villains' requests to switch jobs, which makes many villains sigh with regret.

Why can’t such a good child be mine?

As for Deathstroke...his situation might be a little special. His obsession with poaching Batman is so strong that sometimes he really wants to call the police, especially his obsession with the first Robin, Dick.

Jason reasonably suspected that it was because Deathstroke's own children had fallen out with him, so he was jealous.

...So why on earth would Deathstroke think that he, a man who had angered his own children and wife to the point of breaking up with him, could steal Batman's girl?

Who gave him the confidence?

In other words, what teenage superhero in his right mind would be willing to work for Deathstroke after hearing about his troubled family and moral record?

Although Li Hua didn't know about Deathstroke's past, he had read all the random episodes and asked, "Master, may I ask what you do for a living? Are you an incubator? Are we going to fight the demons and witches next?"

Deathstroke simply ignored the last strange question: "Incubator? You can understand it that way. After all, didn't you hire me to train you?"

Li Hua: "Wow, so you're the local special edition of QB."

Jason: ...Poof!

Death Bell didn't understand why Li Hua was so excited. He began to wonder if this child in strange clothes had some problems with his brain.

Maybe I put my intelligence points into combat?

Deathstroke: "I can provide you with training opportunities for free. I will train you as long as you work for me. We will achieve great things."

Jason: ...As expected.

Here he comes, here he comes! Deathstroke comes with his offer!

Li Hua: This familiar speech, this familiar empty promise... No way, sir, I was just joking!

Are you really the local special QB?

Li Hua replied seriously, "Thank you for your appreciation, but forget it. I am a magical boy who symbolizes love and hope, and I cannot behave in a way that would disqualify me from being an idol."

Jason pinched his thigh to stop himself from laughing. "Yes, and our guardians would definitely disagree. We have a bigger burden on our shoulders, and we can't be distracted for now."

Deathstroke was not surprised by this answer.

He had long realized that there were no good wild seedlings these days; they were all other people's seedlings.

Seeing that the two kids had no idea, Deathstroke didn't force them. He planned to finish the work he was paid for first: "Okay, the break is over."

Li Hua:?

Did they sit down for half an hour? No! Fifteen minutes at most, not even a long break!

Jason knew the approximate speed of Li Hua's magic recovery and knew that Li Hua's magic power had definitely not recovered yet. So he supported Li Hua's shoulders and stood up. "Get in line, it's my turn."

Li Hua: "Are you sure? You're not as tough as me."

Deathstroke had long wanted to test Jason's strength: "Don't worry, he is the employer, and you have paid enough tuition. I will make sure he can walk home for dinner tonight."

"Oh, that's very generous of you, sir."

Deathstroke watched as the young man in the red helmet flexed his wrists, then pulled out a pink wand from the back of his windbreaker...

What did you take out?

"Why? If you like, make one yourself."

Jason returned the magic wand that Li Hua had placed with him after he activated the [Fighting] card and before entering the warehouse to meet Deathstroke, to ensure that Li Hua could cast the spell immediately if anything unexpected happened.

Deathstroke: "No, I don't have the same elegance as you."

I really don't understand what these kids are thinking.

…

"Book!"

Nightwing, who was on night patrol in Bludhaven, was roaming among the city's tall buildings with a grappling gun when he saw a familiar stranger and happily chased after him.

This sentence seems to be a grammatical error at first glance, but it is the truth, because Nightwing has indeed never seen this black and blue monkey-like and spider-like creature wandering between the floors, but he can judge from the Omnitrix symbol on his chest that this is his acquaintance Benjamin Tennyson.

"Nightwing?"

The six-armed monkey-like creature sprayed a spider-web-like substance from its tail that swayed between the floors. One of its arms was still free, so it put two fingers together and stroked its forehead, making a "salute" gesture, and said.

"Introducing to you—the Spider Monkey!"

Nightwing chatted as he caught up to Benjamin with his grappling gun: "What a beautiful color. What can he do?"

Benjamin made a few joyful monkey-like noises, squatted on the smooth glass floor of the high-rise building as if it were flat ground, and then climbed all the way to the top floor to meet Nightwing. "As you can see, man, it's the same style as Spider-Man. That's why I call him Spider Monkey."

Only then did Nightwing have time to observe the Spider Monkey carefully and closely.

Except for the face, upper arms, calves, palms and soles of the feet, as well as the chest and abdomen, which are covered with short black hair, the alien's entire body is covered with furry blue medium-long hair. It has four round eyes with surprisingly large pupils and a large furry tail with black ring-shaped patterns. It has two pairs of arms and a pair of feet, but only three fingers on each hand.

"Your transformations are so different each time. If it weren't for the symbol on your chest, I wouldn't have recognized you." After looking closely, Nightwing said, "Speaking of which, why did Azmis design the Omnitrix symbol like this? Does it have any special meaning?"

Benjamin: "This is the symbol of the Heavenly Society. The Heavenly Society's functions are similar to your universe's Green Lantern Society and the Men in Black on TV. It is a cosmic law enforcement agency."

"Oh, it seems you already know about Green Lantern." Nightwing said, "So which generation of Green Lantern do you like?"

Benjamin was very confused: "Which generation? Isn't Green Lantern an organization? How can there be such a thing as a generation?"

Nightwing explained roughly, "Normally, Lanterns have their own sectors of the universe—that is, their jurisdictions. Although there may not be only one Green Lantern in a jurisdiction, there won't be many either. I'm talking about the Green Lanterns on Earth. But judging from your reaction, you probably don't know much about this part. So where did you hear about the Green Lanterns?"

If you search online, whether it is keywords or Wikipedia, it will definitely mention that there is more than one generation of Green Lantern.

Benjamin: "Jason called me Green Lantern after seeing my Kryptonian form."

Nightwing thought of Benjamin, the capeless, tight-fitting uniform with green as the main color and black and white blocks, and the shining green circular pattern on the chest...

Yes, they look alike!

Benjamin muttered, "And Swampfire... I really don't understand how I resemble Poison Ivy. Jason called me a gender-swapped alien Poison Ivy, that's fine, but Li Hua and I also call him Red Date Man. But last time when Gotham came to support me, someone actually called me Poison Ivy. I'm really impressed. I'm such an obviously handsome guy... Swampfire doesn't even have hair, how could they have mistaken me for someone else?"

Benjamin has always been very receptive, as evidenced by the fact that he accepted becoming a mother at the speed of light.

He accepted Nightwing calling him Superman. After all, his Kryptonian form used Superman's DNA, so it would be strange if he didn't look like Superman.

Jason called him Green Lantern just for fun, after all, the color scheme did look like it.

Even if Li Hua called him the magic boy, he would still accept it. After all, this was true based on his bloodline, talent, age and gender.

But what's going on with Poison Ivy? Swampfire is such an obviously... male hero with such an obviously voice, there's no need to force him to have his gender changed, to be called a woman, right?

He had specifically confirmed with No. 666 that this race did not have hermaphrodites like the Ice Ghost!

"Haha, maybe this is caused by preconceived notions. People are always good at using things they are familiar with to help them understand new things."

Nightwing, who had complained about this before, and even complained about whether the criminals frozen by the Ice Ghost were the "kind version of Mr. Freeze", laughed dryly and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, where are the Magic Boy and Red Hood? Why are you the only one out on night patrol tonight?"

Could it be that they used too much force during the card-fighting training and both of them were defeated?

Then when the night training is over, he will buy some ice packs and snacks and go visit her.

Benjamin: ...Oh no, I talked too much and accidentally said something wrong, leading the topic in a bad direction!

You can't tell Nightwing that we secretly called your mortal enemy Deathstroke without telling you and Batman, and that we are now learning skills from your mortal enemy Deathstroke, right?

Although Jason did not tell Benjamin and Li Hua about the specific grudge between Deathstroke and the Bat-Family, who among the young heroes these days doesn't have a mortal enemy?

So Benjamin naturally made a substitution between Deathstroke and Vilgax, which was equivalent to his cousin Gwen and good brother Kevin hiding it from him, giving Vilgax money, and learning to fight from Vilgax...

…

Benjamin asked himself, if he were Nightwing, he would be furious after knowing what they had done. He would immediately drive the fastest vehicle, transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and land on the other party's head. He would immediately knock out both of his friends and rush them to the nearest hospital or Tiangong Medical Facility for a full physical examination to ensure that there was nothing wrong with their brains.

Seeing that Benjamin hadn't replied yet, Nightwing couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Would those two kids really cause themselves some problems by beating themselves up?

Benjamin quickly followed their plan and said, "I heard Jason say that we should regularly check online to understand public opinion about our hero identities. When necessary, guiding public opinion is also part of protecting our secret identities, but they suddenly said they could do it themselves. I wanted to help, but they were talking about sentence analysis, data processing, and public opinion guidance analysis, and it was just like class. I was overwhelmed after just one look. So I just told them that I would take care of their patrol work tonight and not let me touch that stuff."

This incident actually happened, so Benjamin didn't feel any psychological burden when talking about it. Although he didn't understand why Jason and Li Hua asked him to say this, he didn't bother to ask. After all, he was just responsible for delivering the message, and Nightwing was also one of them, so this was not a big deal.

Nightwing couldn't help but think of the small-time leader's confession obtained by the police station, about Li Hua and Jason pushing Benjamin outside the warehouse before telling the "ultimate humiliation" story. He also recalled the character he had experienced when interacting with Benjamin these past few days, and most importantly, the gossip about the masked vigilante that was getting increasingly perverse, outrageous, and even sinister on the local forums and even the neighboring Gotham forums...

And Benjamin's age.

Once, when he was on a mission with the fledgling Jason, he was the first to go up to the window to investigate the situation. He found that a sexy photo shoot that was not allowed to be seen by minors was being filmed inside. Nightwing, who had covered his brother's eyes without hesitation to protect the minor's heart, now faced with this very similar scene, said without hesitation and with righteous indignation:

"Division of labor and cooperation is a good start. How about I take you to find something interesting to do later? I happen to be investigating a few criminal gangs."

The pure hearts and vision of minors will be protected by Night Wing!

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Author's words: Jason/Li Hua: Nightwing has been transferred away, and the plan is successful.

Benjamin: Nightwing has been dispatched, and the plan is successful.

Nightwing: Protect the pure hearts of minors, the plan is successful.

【Catch the bug three times】