"My son and daughter. This is Mel, he was born not long ago, he is still a baby less than a day old. This is Annie, you held her in your arms when you were a little girl."

Of course, Zuo Si couldn't be unaware of what was going on in the mind of this old bat, but he still gave a brief introduction as if he was chatting with someone.

Because in his opinion, who is more suitable than Bruce Wayne to explain the grand proposition of "the meaning of life"? As the son of Gotham, Bruce Wayne has an enviable family, wealth and fame accumulated over generations.

His family's history can even be traced back to the founding of this city, and it has unimaginable influence in both politics and business.

To put it bluntly, in Gotham, even the words of the President of the United States may not be as effective as those of the Wayne family.

Under normal circumstances, Bruce Wayne's starting point is already the end point that others will never be able to reach in their entire lives.

What is even more enviable is that he has a nearly perfect family, they love each other and they also love their parents.

Normally, a child of destiny like this who is born with a silver spoon in his mouth should have a smooth journey in life.

Even if he encounters any small problems or troubles, he can easily solve them with his "money power" and huge family network, and then his son will inherit everything from the Wayne family and become one of the most influential people in this country and even on the entire earth.

But fate played a bad joke on him.

Accompanied by two gunshots, the Wayne couple suddenly fell in a pool of blood and died so easily.

Although the law guarantees Bruce's right to inherit the Wayne family's vast fortune, the senior management of the company, who have their own ulterior motives, obviously will not obey the orders of a little child.

So for a long time, the Wayne Group was actually in an uncontrolled state, and was even infiltrated to form an unknown interest group.

These people did not take the underage heir of the Wayne family seriously at all. They used their power and position to make a fortune and did all kinds of crazy things for their own benefit.

But Bruce and his butler Alfred could do nothing but watch silently as the greedy jackals unscrupulously eroded the Wayne family's businesses and properties.

There was even a time when the entire group almost broke away from the Wayne family and became completely independent.

It was this experience of falling from heaven to hell that shaped Bruce's suspicious, distrustful character.

As a young boy, he once hoped that the law could bring him the justice he deserved, but Gotham City's judicial system, which was rife with corruption and money-for-power transactions, soon disappointed him.

In order to track down the murderer who killed his parents, to take back control of the family business and prevent it from doing evil again, and to cleanse this sinful city, he resolutely gave up his identity as a favored child of heaven and began to wander around the world, learning various fighting skills in preparation for becoming the terror of criminals.

After that, he returned from his studies and started to act as Batman, deterring gangs and crime by fighting violence with violence. Getting injured was a common occurrence for him, and he almost lost his life several times.

This is why few people think of Batman as Bruce Wayne.

Who would have thought that a billionaire, top rich man, heir to the Wayne family with connections in both the political and business circles, would not sleep with a celebrity in the middle of the night but instead go out on the street and risk his life to be a vigilante.

This is as incredible as the capitalists revolutionizing themselves.

What’s even more interesting is that Bruce himself has begun to no longer believe in and abide by the law, but he still expects others to abide by the law.

When someone tried to follow his example and fight violence with violence to uphold justice, he would often beat them up and hand them over to the police to go to jail.

This contradiction is as interesting as his double life.

The most important thing is that after so many years of repeated fights with criminals, lunatics and psychopaths, he has actually become a member of the special ecological environment of Gotham City.

Yes, the famous Batman failed to change Gotham, but instead integrated himself into it.

But even so, Bruce still had no intention of giving up, and he still diligently patrolled every night and performed his duties.

Even though he knew that his hope of changing Gotham City was gone.

So Zuo Si has always been curious about what is the persistence that has supported Batman to live to this day.

But what he was sure of was that using Bruce and the entire Gotham City as observation samples would surely satisfy his youngest son's curiosity about the meaning of life and make him understand that although death was the final destination of all mortals, it did not mean that those short decades of life had no value.

Quite the opposite!

That complex life experience is the key to shaping one's soul after death.

"Son? Daughter? Wait! Is this girl the little baby you brought here? She has grown this big in just a few years?"

Bruce Wayne stared with wide eyes at little Annie, who had grown into a graceful young girl, and his mouth under the mask subconsciously opened in an expression of disbelief.

Because compared to Mailer, who looks a bit weird and abstract and is obviously not a normal person, he has seen with his own eyes what little Annie looked like as a baby. That kind of fair and tender cute appearance that is full of curiosity about everything is no different from a human baby.

Of course, the premise is that we have to ignore the terrifying magical power possessed by the little guy.

"Yes, her growth depends on her own consciousness and psychological age. It has nothing to do with how long she was born."

Zuo Si reached out and touched his daughter's head, with the old father's signature smile appearing on his face.

"Hello."

Little Annie apparently still vaguely remembered the other person and nodded politely.

Bruce Wayne quickly forced a smile and responded, "Nice to see you again, beautiful Miss Anne."

I have to say, he looks a bit scary when he smiles with the bat mask on.

I guess if the criminals in Gotham City saw this scene, they would be so scared that they would pee their pants.

Because to these guys, there's nothing creepier in the world than an old bat's smile.

After a brief greeting, Bruce Wayne immediately asked, "What is your purpose for coming here this time? Don't tell me you're just wandering around Gotham to enjoy the scenery of this city."

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, of course not. In fact, I want to ask you for a small favor."

"Oh? Is there something that even a great demon like you can't solve? Why do you need help from a small mortal like me?"

Bruce Wayne's tone was full of curiosity.

After all, when he fought against Doomsday, he witnessed with his own eyes the opponent's destructive power to destroy the world, and even completely restored the shattered moon out of thin air.

Faced with such power, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't find any countermeasures.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the demon with such powerful strength does not seem to have any intentions towards the earth and only treats it as a playground.

Zuo Si pointed to his youngest son and said, "I want him to follow you for a while so that you can teach him the meaning of life."

“The meaning of life?”

Bruce Wayne blinked in confusion, obviously puzzled by this overly abstract request.

What a joke! Although he is resourceful and has done some research in psychology, he has not touched on the field of philosophy.

Otherwise, I wouldn't often fall into fierce internal friction.

What's more, ever since Robin's tragic death, he has been very resistant to teaching young people.

“That’s right.

My son has represented the abstract concept of death since his birth.

So in his opinion, the final destination of all life should be death.

If that’s the case, then why do mortals still struggle in pain?

Why not choose to embrace death directly to get relief? If you can't give a satisfactory explanation to this problem, he may become an executioner who spreads massacre and death everywhere.

Because in his opinion, he is helping mortals."

Zuo Si calmly said something that almost gave the old bat a heart attack.

As a smart man, Bruce Wayne certainly couldn't fail to hear the threat and intimidation contained in this sentence.

If he didn't teach them well, wouldn't the first to be sacrificed be the Earth and humanity? When he thought about the fate of billions of people around the world being handed over to him, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Why me?"

After a long silence, the old bat raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "It's very simple. I believe you can give him a satisfactory answer. Because you are Bruce Wayne, the son of Gotham, and the last hope in adversity. No one understands the meaning of life better than you."

"Ha! So I have to thank you for your trust?"

The old bat was obviously so angry that he laughed, and he wanted to raise his fist and hit the other person in the face twice.

But the problem is that he doesn't dare! Because his fists may be a deterrent to those criminals, but for a demon god like Zuo Si, it is simply a joke.

What's more, he couldn't afford the other party's revenge out of anger.

"You're welcome. You deserve it. Besides, I came all the way here. As a top-class rich man, don't you want to show some hospitality?"

Zuo Si simply ignored the anger and frustration revealed in the master's eyes, and planned to visit Wayne Manor as if nothing had happened.

"Ah—come with me."

Bruce sighed helplessly, summoned the Batplane with the remote control, and then led the three of them straight across the charming night sky of Gotham City back to the Batcave.

About thirty-five minutes later, they appeared in the living room of Wayne Manor.

Alfred, the butler who had already received the news, called the high-end restaurant he ran and asked them to expedite the delivery of a table full of sumptuous dishes. He then stood at the door, posing in an English manner, and bowed with one hand on his chest.

"Welcome, the honorable Lord Soth. And you, the beautiful Miss Anna, and Master Maier."

"Long time no see, dear Alfred, you look well."

Zuo Si greeted him in a very familiar manner.

Since this was not his first time here, he looked very relaxed and casual. He just picked up a drink and started drinking it.

"Thanks to you, my health is very good now. I can occasionally come forward to help the master solve some small problems. It's like I'm back to my youth."

The butler rolled up his sleeves to show off his arm muscles.

As a retired soldier, he is not a traditional butler who only puts on airs.

If the other party is willing to reason with him, he will naturally treat him with courtesy.

But if someone doesn't want to reason, he knows a little bit about boxing and guns, so he can talk to the other party about physics.

After the death of the Waynes, the entire family was in turmoil. It was thanks to his protection that little Bruce, the fat piece of meat, was not swallowed up by those hungry wolves without leaving even a trace.

"Hahahaha! I think those poor fellows who were hit in the face by your fist would never believe in their dreams that they would be knocked to the ground by an old butler who looks so gentlemanly."

Zuo Si laughed and raised his cup to gesture.

"You are too kind."

Alfred lowered his head humbly and picked up a cup full of drink and handed it to little Anne.

Just when he was about to hand the second drink to Mail, he discovered that the young man had no mouth. He froze in place, not knowing whether to hand it over or take it back.

Zuo Si obviously noticed the shock in the old butler's eyes, and smiled to ease the shock, saying, "You don't need to go out of your way to entertain him. He doesn't need to eat or drink water."

"No? Then what does he eat?"

Alfred asked in a not very sure tone.

"I feed on the death of life."

Maier gave a straightforward answer.

It is not difficult to see from his several brief and direct speeches that he is very, very honest and almost never lies or cheats.

Maybe it's disdain, or maybe it's just human nature.

"I see……"

Alfred nodded thoughtfully, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Because compared to Zuo Si and little Annie, who seem to be no different from humans on the surface, Mailer really seems a little too weird.

Whether it's his looks, appearance, or the creepy food.

Just when the old butler was about to say something to smooth things over, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by a familiar voice appearing at the door of the living room.

"Owner!"

Sun Knight Davian knelt on one knee and saluted Zuo Si.

Although he was wearing a white suit at the moment, he still exuded a mature and steady temperament as before.

"How have you been these past two years?"

Zuo Si asked without raising his head while tasting the delicacies on the table.

Davian slowly stood up and responded in a very relaxed tone: "Not bad. Except that I'm a little bored with nothing to do."

"Bored? Didn't Bruce assign you any tasks? This doesn't seem like his way of making the best use of things."

Zuo Si turned around and glanced at the master who had taken off his armor and mask.

The latter rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "Don't make me sound like a devil. Besides, Davian doesn't hold back when he strikes, and he can easily evaporate people. How dare I let him do it?"

"What about the other you?"

Zuo Si continued to ask questions with great interest.

"He went to Metropolis. You know, after the loss of Superman, the law and order situation there began to deteriorate dramatically. Various gangs and secret societies have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and now they are showing a trend of overflowing."

When this matter was mentioned, pain and guilt appeared on Bruce Wayne's face.

As the saying goes, you don’t know how to cherish something until you lose it.

When he was instigated by Lex Luthor to kill this God on Earth, he had no idea what Superman meant to Metropolis.

But now with the death of Superman, various crises began to erupt one after another.

Especially the vampire queen Badi, who has now completely controlled the metropolis by transforming those wealthy people and high-ranking officials into descendants, becoming the mastermind hiding in the dark and controlling everything.

Superman's beloved girlfriend Lois Lane has become a plaything in her hands and is now sinking into all kinds of forbidden pleasures.

Bruce Wayne was forced into a corner and had to send another version of himself to try to prevent the situation from getting worse.

But unfortunately, Bruce the Bat will not really change all this. Instead, he pretends to be trying his best, but in fact he is in cahoots with Badi and continuously sends sinful souls back to the ninth level of Baator Hell.

"It sounds like the situation here is a bit bad?"

Zuo Si was obviously asking the question even though he knew the answer.

As the writer and director of the entire script, how could he not know the situation here?

Not to mention the omnipresent New Phyrexian spies, Davian and Badi alone are constantly reporting on their progress.

In addition, there is a Reverse Flash who travels between different timelines and often gives tips.

Bruce Wayne smiled bitterly and said, "It's more than bad.

Remember Lex Luthor? According to him, Darkseid has set his sights on Earth and it won't be long before he takes action.

In order to prepare for this day, I have been running around in the past few years, trying to attract more talented people to join. "

"So what are the results?"

Zuo Si then asked.

Calculating the time, it should be almost the day when the Mother Box awakens, Steppenwolf arrives, and the Justice League is formed.

"It's okay. We already have me and my alter ego, Davian, the Flash Barry Allen, Aquaman Arthur Curry, and Wonder Woman Diana."

Bruce Wayne listed several founding members of the Justice League in one breath.

Obviously, due to the butterfly effect brought about by Zuo Si, his time and efficiency in recruiting companions were much advanced.

After all, with the powerful Sun Knight Davidian here, many people who would only join when a crisis comes have joined in advance.

"Now you can add me."

Meier suddenly pointed a finger at his nose.

"you?"

Bruce Wayne was visibly stunned.

Because in his opinion, the son of the great demon god was definitely extremely dangerous, and he was lucky that he didn't cause trouble for himself.

Maier nodded slightly and replied: "As long as you can help me figure out the meaning of life for mortals, I will help you deal with the enemy. It's a fair deal, isn't it?"

"Uh-is this okay?"

Bruce Wayne glanced at Zuo Si subconsciously.

The latter shrugged nonchalantly: "Don't look at me, this is your business, as long as both of you agree then there's no problem, in principle I won't interfere."

Hearing this answer, the old bat's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and he immediately asked impatiently: "What can you do? I mean, do you have any incredible abilities?"

Maier tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering, "I can kill everything, including time, space, and everything you think cannot be killed."

“Wh…what?!”

Bruce Wayne was obviously frightened, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Because if these are all true, it means that he has obtained a powerful trump card that can turn the tide at a critical moment, or even solve the problem of the terrible dark lord once and for all.

"I can kill everything. Because I am the embodiment of the abstract concept of death, and I am also the holder of this authority."

Having said that, in order to make the other party understand his ability, Maile raised his hand and killed a small space just a few steps away from him.

In the blink of an eye!

The area of ​​about one cubic meter lost its color and became bleak.

“This is incredible!”

Bruce Wayne immediately took out the detector he carried with him to scan the bleak space, and the result surprised him.

在这片空间内，没有任何空气或其他物质，只有一片在探测器下呈现出从未见过绝对静止的基本粒子。

是的，就是绝对静止。

理论上只有在绝对零度的条件下才有可能呈现出这样的结果。

如果这个探测器不是从左思送给他的盔甲上拆下来的，以地球现如今的科技水平甚至无法观察到该区域的真实情况。

那感觉就好像是这些粒子全部都被某种无法用语言形容的力量杀死了。

可更诡异的是，明明在这个空间区域之外的一切都无比正常。

布鲁斯·韦恩和阿尔弗雷德第一次认识到这个没有嘴巴、外形略显抽象的少年究竟有多么可怕，竟然连空间这种抽象的东西都能做到将其杀死，还有什么是他杀不死的？ “我建议你谨慎使用麦尔的力量。因为他杀死某样东西之后是不可逆的，我想以你的智商应该能理解这句话的意思。”

左思盯着那片死亡的空间郑重其事发出警告。

因为这也是他第一次见到自己小儿子的能力，同时也确认了麦尔是自己所有子嗣中能力最恐怖、最危险的，没有之一。

尽管小安妮的混乱魔法和黑暗王子的抹除同样也相当可怕，但比起这种抽象的死亡概念在等级上还是差了一点。

如果给麦尔足够的成长空间，他甚至能直接从根源上杀死像战锤宇宙亚空间混沌邪神那样的存在。

或许在凡人的痛苦与绝望中还会诞生新的邪神，但原本那几个一旦被杀死就是真的死了，绝对不可能再一次被复活。

“请放心，就算你不说我也会小心的。毕竟这里可是我们地球人类的故乡和唯一家园。”

布鲁斯·韦恩语气中带着前所未有的认真和谨慎。

不可逆的杀死一切！ 这是何等逆天可怕的力量！

如果可以的话，他希望自己永远也不要用到。

“父亲，我可以留下来跟弟弟一起吗？”

小安妮突然开口提出了请求。

“你？”

左思挑起眉毛用充满审视的目光盯着女儿。

他当然知道这个小东西显然是把麦尔这个年纪最小的弟弟当成了新的玩具。

小安妮笑着点了点头：“没错。我可以保护他，防止他被骗或者被其他人欺负。”

听到这番话，布鲁斯·韦恩的嘴角不受控制的轻微抽搐了一下。

欺骗？

欺负？

开什么玩笑！ 也不看看你家这个弟弟的力量有多吓人。

更不用提背后还有左思这个大魔神父亲。

“你觉得呢？”

左思虽然本能的想要拒绝，但还是把选择权都给了小儿子。

麦尔不加思索的回答：“随便，反正对我来说没什么区别。”

“太好了！那就这么说定了！”

小安妮立刻顺着杆子往上爬直接把这件事情敲定下来。

“好吧，那你们俩就好好相处，记得别吵架更别打架。”

左思顺水推舟的点头认可了。

“等等！你要把儿子和女儿都丢给我？我可没有照顾孩子的经验，尤其是你这种大魔神的孩子。”

布鲁斯·韦恩欣然不太想要接这个大麻烦。

毕竟一个麦尔就够他头疼的了，再加上一个无法无天的小安妮那还了得。

只可惜，左思压根就没给他讨价还价的机会，直接启动旅法师火花跑路了。

看着转眼便消失的左思，老爷立刻扶着额头露出痛苦的表情，然后又用求助的目光盯着自己的老管家。

阿尔弗雷德微微叹了口气说道：“请放心，我会尽量照顾好安妮小姐和麦尔少爷的。”

“辛苦你了。”

布鲁斯·韦恩留下一个歉意的眼神，然后便匆忙吃了点东西转身上楼去自己的房间补觉了。

毕竟他可是整晚都在哥谭市巡逻，跟那些犯罪分子在物理上打成一片，要是再不好好休息补觉用不了几天就得猝死。

目送自家老爷消失在楼梯的尽头，阿尔弗雷德这才彬彬有礼的行了一礼面带微笑的说道：“请问两位有什么需要吗？请尽管吩咐！我保证会尽可能的满足。”

“这里有什么好玩的吗？”

小安妮端起一个装满冰淇淋甜点的盘子一边往嘴里塞、一边兴致勃勃的询问。

由于在其他时空的现代化大都市待过，因此她对于这种环境早已经适应了，所以第一时间就想要出去找点乐子。

“哥谭有许多有趣的地方。如果您喜欢，我可以立刻安排游艇派对、私人飞机、最豪华酒店、度假村和赌场的顶级套房。”

阿尔弗雷德立刻给出一些自己认为比较上流的娱乐方式。

至于什么成年人不能喝酒、不能吸烟、不能碰赌博之类的规矩则被他选择性的忽略了。

毕竟他现在服务的又不是未成年人类，而是两个拥有强大超自然力量的非人类、父亲还是不折不扣的大魔神。

对这样的超级生物而言，什么酒精、烟草、麻醉类药物，压根就不可能造成什么危害和影响。

可小安妮却挥了挥手中沾满奶油的勺子拒绝道：“不，这样的娱乐我早就玩腻了。听父亲说，这座城市有很多大大小小的黑帮，对吧？不如我们就玩一次黑帮大冒险如何？”

“黑……黑帮大冒险？！”

饶是阿尔弗雷德见过不少大场面，也还是被这个要求给惊到了。

虽然在蝙蝠侠不断的打击下，哥谭市的黑道早已不像早些年那样可以一手遮天，就连市长和警察局长的任命都由他们说了算。

许多老牌家族的大佬也都纷纷被送进监狱关了起来，还有的帮派则在内斗与火并中消亡。

可就像有句话说的那样，基层的权力真空政府不去填补，那么自然会孕育出各种各样的帮会组织。

这是权力构架决定的，并不以人的意志为转移。

美国之所以黑手党、帮派、各种行会、公会组织遍布，最重要的原因就是政府没有去填补基层权力。

所以老的黑帮虽然消失了，但新的黑帮很快又再次崛起。

于是乎，蝙蝠侠的哥谭市改造计划就陷入了一个怪圈。

无论他抓了多少黑帮老大和小弟进监狱，大街小巷上很快又会诞生新的黑帮，就如同杂草一样野火烧不尽春风吹又生。

作为自家老爷的得力助手，阿尔弗雷德很清楚哥谭市现在的黑帮数量和影响力。

尽管他不认为枪械炸弹这些“原始”的武器能对两个魔神之子造成什么伤害，可同样也不希望看到哥谭市闹出什么大乱子。

就在老管家考虑要用什么方式来转移话题的时候，戴维安突然站起来说道：“交给我吧。我带他们去街上转圈，相信不会出什么大问题的。”

“你？当然没问题！”

阿尔弗雷先是愣了一下，随后欣然点头答应下来。

要知道太阳骑士戴维安可是哥谭市凶名赫赫的杀神，在刚出现的那段时间里可是用赤裸裸毫不掩饰的杀戮凭空制造了一大片安全区，到现在都没人敢在那里轻易造次。

其威慑力之恐怖可见一斑。

如果由于他带着小安妮跟麦尔上街，那自然是不太可能会遇到不开眼的小混混。

毕竟凡是在哥谭混的黑帮，招募小弟第一件事情就是认两张照片。

其中一张不用问也知道就是蝙蝠侠，而另外一张自然就是戴维安了。

尤其是后者，必须要牢牢记载脑海之中。

因为得罪前者最多被打一顿扔进监狱，但要是得罪后者搞不好整个帮派都会遭到牵连集体升天。

就在戴维安带上主人的两个孩子在哥谭市的大街小巷闲逛时，远在大都会的一家私人会所内，吸血鬼女王巴荻正在与路易斯·莱恩赤条条一丝不挂的搂抱在一起缠绵。

那香艳的画面绝对足以让任何一个生理正常的男性血脉喷张。

但是很可惜，这个秘密的房间里并没有男人，或者说没有第三者在场。

也正因为如此，两人玩得格外沉浸，完全没有察觉到有个人刚刚穿过墙壁出现在了不远处的椅子上。

幸好！

吸血鬼女王巴荻的感知足够敏锐，在几秒钟之后便注意到了那个熟悉的身影，赶忙瞬间释放了一个睡眠法术让路易斯·莱恩陷入无法被轻易唤醒的深度睡眠。

等做完这一切，她才站起身披上一件半透明的薄纱睡衣，以一种十分谦卑的姿态跪在地上问候道：“主人，您是什么时候来的？”

“就在刚刚。怎么样，我没打搅到你的雅兴吧？”

左思扫了一眼床上那个因为兴奋和激动皮肤呈现出微微发红状态的女记者。

不得不说，路易斯·莱恩的身材还是挺不错的，而且有一种独立女性特有的气质，难怪能把超人迷得神魂颠倒。

But now, this energetic female reporter has lost her former pride and has completely become a slave to desire.

Not only is he addicted to sexual stimulation all day long, but the skin on his arms and neck is also densely covered with needle holes of various sizes, and his arms, thighs, back, chest, and lower abdomen are all covered with large tattoos.

Needless to say, a large amount of anesthetic and hallucinogenic drugs have become an indispensable part of her daily life.

At this point, even if Superman were to be resurrected, it would be impossible to pull him out of the abyss.

On the contrary, she can drag Superman directly from being a god on earth with perfect morals into the abyss and stain him black.

Vampire Queen Badi smiled and responded, "How could that be? Everything is done according to your orders."

"Well done. I can't wait to see Superman's reaction when he sees his lover's current appearance after being resurrected. I believe it will be very, very interesting."

A creepy evil light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

Because of the evil heart that has already been condensed, such behavior of dragging originally kind and noble people into evil will inevitably gain huge power feedback.

Especially since Superman is one of the undisputed protagonists of this universe.

“Haha, not only are you looking forward to it, I am also looking forward to it.

Oh, by the way, I have some information about the Mother Box.

Not long ago, a secret experiment led by Silas Stone went out of control.

His son Victor is also missing.

If nothing unexpected happens, Cyborg has been born and is hiding somewhere unknown.

Maybe……

He has used his abilities to penetrate the entire network and discovered many secrets about you and me."

Badi expressed his guess carefully.

She was always extremely wary of Cyborg.

Because without spreading a large amount of spark oil and the power of New Phyrexia, it is not easy to defend against this omnipresent super-cyborg life form.

Secret societies centered in metropolitan areas are especially afraid of this kind of pervasive infiltration and surveillance.

Once humans realize that many wealthy people and high-ranking officials have been transformed into monsters that feed on human blood, it will inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions, even fierce resistance or even riots.

Coupled with the emergence of superheroes one after another, the whole thing will be very, very troublesome to deal with.

But Zuo Si waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I have made arrangements for Cyborg.

He never had the chance to realize his full potential.

In contrast, I am very interested in the Mother Box.

After all, it is a technological creation that even Jinjitaxia is amazed by, and the technological value it contains is simply immeasurable."

"Do you need me to help you get that Mother Box?"

Badi raised his head and asked cautiously.

This was not a very difficult task for her.

I just didn't do it before in order to hide as much as possible and not expose myself.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, no need.

Because I want three mother boxes, not just one.

Let's wait until Steppenwolf snatches them from the Amazons and Atlanteans.

There's no rush anyway.

Also, remember to hide your descendants and secret societies in hidden places.

Only in this way can Superman fall into deep despair after his resurrection."

"clear!"

Badi nodded quickly to show that he understood.

But just when she raised her head to ask what she should do next, she suddenly found that her master had left.

…

On the other side, in a luxurious villa on an artificial island near Metropolitan Pier.

The Bat Demon was lying on a chair enjoying the service of a young and beautiful female model.

Although he is already very old, his angular muscles and handsome face that becomes more attractive with age can still attract many women to throw themselves at him.

What's more, he is also Bruce Wayne, who can get almost unlimited money from his other self, so naturally he will not treat himself badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Just as this devil with considerable terrifying power was unscrupulously teasing and playing with the young female model beside him, he suddenly took off his sunglasses as if he sensed something, and then raised his finger to shoot out a silver light.

The next second...

The female model, who was originally busy with her work with her head down, immediately fell into a trance, then lost consciousness and slowly collapsed to the ground.

"It seems I came at a bad time, didn't I?"

Zuo Si came out from behind a tree and teased in a half-joking tone.

"Yes, it would have been better if you had come a few minutes later and waited for me to finish."

The Bat Demon had obviously long lost any sense of propriety and righteousness. He didn't even pull up his pants as he picked up the cup and took a deep sip from the straw, feeling the refreshing feeling of the iced drink flowing down his esophagus into his stomach.

"I heard that Bruce Wayne arranged for you to come to Metropolis to solve the increasingly worse crime situation here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by him if you just slack off like this?"

Zuo Si walked straight to another recliner nearby, sat down and asked casually.

The Bat Demon sneered and explained, "Of course I'm not afraid. It's daytime now, and the bats can't move out until after dark. What's more, I'm acting in my true colors, it would be strange if he could tell."