Chapter 138 Chapter 138 Father inherits son's business (?)...
Pulling the trigger is the last thing Superman can do.
There was no gunshot, no blood, nothing, and Superman completely lost the feeling of his right hand.
Instinctively, he struggled to look at his right hand, but he only saw an empty right arm.
Not only did he see it, but everyone saw it.
The gun, along with Superman's entire right forearm, including the elbow, disappeared.
The young magician in a goose yellow skirt held up a lovely staff and twisted an ancient playing card in his hand. No matter how cute his outfit was, it couldn't hide his angry expression like a Shura.
"Don't even think about it!"
"He won't."
The spear, glowing green, sank into the bright red "S", and the Dark Knight painfully and decisively thrust the spear into the chest of his former best friend.
"He never will again."
"What happened just now?"
All Jason knew was that Batman pulled him away from Superman, whose life was already in countdown, and then Superman's warm blood splattered all over him.
Li Hua came up breathlessly: "He's going to shoot you."
Jason was speechless for a moment.
He could imagine that there might be a loaded pistol in the counter of the convenience store, but until Li Hua told him, he could not imagine that the Iron Man would actually intend to use an ordinary pistol to try to protect himself.
Just like the “pathetic weaklings” this superman looks down upon.
"I really did love you, Clark."
Batman lowered his eyes and looked at Superman, whose life was fading in his hands, and said sadly.
"I once truly believed in the world you promised us. You filled me with hope for a better future..."
"But now I know it was all a lie. I won't let you hurt the world or harm innocent people anymore. Your deception and devastation are over."
Those blue eyes dimmed forever.
Looking at Superman, whose life was drawing to a close, and Batman, kneeling beside him, still tightly grasping the spear, Jason felt a pang of frustration even though he had won the battle.
This superman was once a hero, but in the end he destroyed everything with his own hands, and chose the self-preservation methods used by the "weaklings" he once despised the most in an attempt to survive...
It's so embarrassing.
Although Jason had only seen two Supermans, and although he didn't particularly like the Superman from his own world, perhaps he wasn't qualified to say so, but... Superman wasn't supposed to be like this.
Superman is a symbol of hope, a gentle man, a man of integrity to the point of being stubborn, a man who, despite possessing super powers, never considers himself superior...
Clark Kent was a simple young man on a Kansas farm. He was a dedicated reporter, a good husband, a good father, and a good friend...
It's clearly the same face, the same abilities, but why does the Superman of this world have this posture?
Li Hua recalled what No. 666 had reminded him and Benjamin of when he first arrived in the metropolis—not the metropolis of this universe.
The laws aren't the only things that differ between parallel universes.
[You cannot predict all situations based on the situation in just one universe, otherwise you will most likely lose your life.]
Li Hua once wondered if No. 666 was being too cautious. It wasn't until today, when he saw it with his own eyes, that Li Hua finally understood the correctness of No. 666's two statements.
Even the homologue in the multiverse is not the person you are familiar with.
Don't gamble your life on the kindness of strangers.
The atmosphere in the convenience store was damn solemn. Li Hua and Jason walked out of the convenience store in silence, leaving it to the Batman of this universe.
The Superman of this universe is dead, but the watch has no intention of taking them out of this universe. It is obvious that the "assessment" is not over yet.
They have some questions to ask the Batman of this universe, and I believe the Batman of this universe has the same question.
But now is not a good time to ask questions. Batman's voice was not loud, but in the silent convenience store, it was loud enough for the magic boys wearing buffs to hear.
The Batman of this universe was seriously injured by Superman, not only physically but also mentally.
He needed time and space to relax, and so did they.
"Why hasn't Ben come yet?" Jason tried to find some topic to divert attention.
"Let me ask." Li Hua also needed to divert his attention. He took off the communicator on his ear, turned it to speaker and adjusted it to the corresponding frequency. "Ben, we're done here. Are you okay?"
"No. Come on, it's only been three minutes, I just transformed—"
Benjamin's voice became that of a younger version of Superman. Even though his tone was a little diligent because he heard the battle was over, he still sounded drifting and weak.
"How's that Superman?"
Jason said simply: "Dead."
Benjamin fell silent. If it was any other enemy who died at this moment, he would have cheered, but now he did not feel happy at all.
Maybe it's because he happens to know Superman from another universe.
So Benjamin also began to change the subject to divert attention: "Then why are we still here?"
"We'd like to know that, too," Li Hua said. "Come and join us when you've recovered enough."
After Batman adjusted his mentality and breath, he pulled out the kryptonite spear from the chest of the dying Superman and walked out the door, and saw the young version of Superman falling from the sky.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the kryptonite spear, while his other hand rested on a hidden button on his all-purpose belt.
Then he saw the circular symbol on the boy's chest glow green, and the familiar face disappeared in the green light, leaving a boy with brown hair and green eyes standing there.
"…Not Superman?"
The boy smiled a bright smile, like someone in Batman's memory. "Of course not, that's just my Kryptonian form. Hello, I'm BEN 10, you can call me Ben."
Batman: "Who are you guys?"
"Magic boy huh? I told you that from the beginning."
The young magician in the goose yellow skirt raised his staff.
"Look, I know magic, Red Hood has a staff just like me, and Ben can transform. What an obvious setup for a magical boy!"
"Don't listen to his nonsense."
The Red Hooded magic boy took off the star staff on the inside of his forearm and put it into the butt of the gun at his waist. Soon he turned into a Red Hood wearing a motorcycle suit.
"I'm just a guest star. He and that super transformation enthusiast over there are the only full-time magic boys."
"I'm not a full-time magic boy either."
The young man who called himself Ben raised his left hand, showing a strange watch-like device with a dial that matched the symbol on the young Kryptonian's chest.
"This is technology! Technology! And if the three of us are all called Magic Boys, how will people tell us apart?"
The three of them almost left Batman aside for a long discussion, and finally came up with an answer that everyone was satisfied with. Then they introduced them to Batman: "The one with the hawk's beak is the magic boy, the one with the red hood is the Red Hood, and the one with the watch is Ben."
Batman felt that the mental age of these three people was at most 16 years old, no more.
"Where are you from and what is your purpose?"
Superman alone almost destroyed the world, and he might be the only superhero still alive on Earth. Batman cannot and dares not be so naive to give his trust and let this already shaky world suffer another disaster.
Li Hua and the other two were not surprised by Batman's reaction. He had just suffered a horrific and serious backstabbing, and the whole world paid a heavy price. It would be abnormal if he quickly trusted them at this time.
Jason said, "We came from a parallel universe. But we don't know why we ended up in this universe, or why we haven't been able to return yet."
Li Hua: "Based on my last experience of being airdropped and then suddenly sent back, I think we can use the process of elimination first - where is the clown in this universe?"
Batman: "Dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, Batman saw the three teenagers freeze.
Jason pressed, "Did he die recently? How did he die? Are you sure he's completely dead?"
"He's been dead for a long time. I killed him. I made sure he was completely dead."
Batman asked as he heard the three kids across from him gasp again.
"Does this have anything to do with you not being able to go back?"
"I don't know, but I really hope it's okay." Benjamin asked, "Has anything strange happened after the clown's death in your world? Like suddenly seeing several people with similar behavior to the clown?"
Batman: "No."
If they hadn't brought it up suddenly, Batman would never have thought of the Joker, his old rival who had long since left the world.
Li Hua: "Do the superheroes in your world develop a love for foundation and lipstick before going crazy?"
Batman: "No, he dropped his disguise without warning."
"What exactly do you want to ask?"
Batman didn't understand why there was so much talk about the Joker here.
Jason: "Did the Jokers in your world donate their blood to public blood donations before they died, or did they create something else to spread the Joker virus and secretly infect the Superman in Metropolis?"
Batman: ???
"The Joker has been dead for years."
Although he didn't know what his parallel world self had experienced, Batman still answered this question well.
"I'm not sure what this Joker virus you're talking about is. But as of now, the mind of our universe's Superman is functioning normally. We've spent several months confirming that he hasn't been affected by anything."
"Unless... that clown virus you're talking about has a way of distorting a person's original thinking in an instant, and the victim won't notice it."
If it was a subtle influence, the Superman in his original memory would definitely notice it, and he would notice it too.
Jason and Benjamin turned their gaze to Li Hua, who reflected for a moment, "It's unlikely that it wouldn't be noticeable. It's quite noisy. But if the species and toxicity are different, I can't be sure. At least that's the case with the version I was infected with."
A guess suddenly occurred to Batman.
This magical boy said he was Batman and had dealt with the Joker. Considering that these people were wearing equipment with different bat logos than his own, could it be...
Although their looks, voices and styles are different, they are both magical boys and from another world, so maybe?
Batman looked at Li Hua and asked, "Are you my alter ego from another world?"
Li Hua:?
Batman looked at Benjamin again: "Are you Superman's alternate universe counterpart?"
Benjamin:?
Finally, Batman looked at Jason, who was almost laughing under the Red Hood, and based on the previous two guesses, he deduced: "And you are Wonder Woman's alternate universe counterpart?"
Jason:?
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Author's Note: Li Hua/Benjamin: Jason doesn't eat meal replacements, but you, Batman, do, right? Did Jason learn to eat meal replacements from you, Batman?
Two Batmen and one Jason: I am not me, I don't have any, so don't talk nonsense
【Catch the bug twice】
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