The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the bat fighter, the roar of the engine was very loud, so Hal had to shout at the top of his voice: Even if you can fly the plane, why did you bring them?!

Hal turned his head and looked at the back through the back of the seat. At this time, there were actually two child seats behind the cockpit, on which Dick and Aisha were fixed respectively.

Flying in a jet fighter is too dangerous for a child! Hal yelled.

Don't you think it's not dangerous to keep them in Gotham?

Alfred pulled the joystick hard, and the fighter plane accelerated again, but Dick and Aisha sitting in the back seat didn't feel much.

Dick, who has the energy of the green light, and Aisha, who is not an ordinary person, are not afraid of this level of bumps. They even sat on their seats and poked their heads around, looking at the operation panel in front with some curiosity.

Not only them, Hal also soon noticed the distinctive control panel, which was different from any fighter panel he had ever seen, but Alfred was very flexible and skillful in manipulating the bat warplane.

Although the operation panel is different, Hal can still tell that it is definitely not the first time for Alfred to fly a plane.

As he said before, flying a plane and driving a car are completely different things. Professional pilots need to undergo professional training. Although there are many talented people, flying a plane is as simple as driving a car, but novices and veterans can be distinguished at a glance.

The distance between Gotham and Metropolis is not far. They are the two closest megacities. Therefore, soon, through the cockpit of the Bat fighter, you can see the faint shadows of urban buildings.

No tower! How are we going to land?! Hal asked loudly.

Alfred didn't answer him, just turned his head, then looked down, his eyes fell on the parachute bag under the seat, Hal followed his gaze, also looked at the parachute bag, he said:

You don't want me to parachute down, do you????

You are violating the safety rules of pilots! Hal argued, and he stuck his neck and said, I have been a test pilot, and I have also worked in ground logistics. I have never seen you like this...

As soon as he said this, the black muzzle of the double-barreled shotgun was pointed at his head. Hal swallowed and changed the topic: Of course, there are emergency plans in the safety regulations for pilots. We should adapt to the situation...

Alfred retracted the shotgun, Hal heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the huge manor close at hand, sighed again, and silently began to prepare for the parachute.

Looking out from the cockpit of the Bat fighter, the sky is still full of snow, but among the snowflakes, you can vaguely see the spiers of the mayor's manor. At this time, the atmosphere in the manor is not calm, and it can even be said to be The sword is on the verge of breaking out.

As we all know, the painting styles of Marvel and DC comics are not the same, not only reflected in the art, but also reflected in the creation of storylines and characters. Similarly, different personalities living in the two worlds will also be different because of this Differences produce different changes.

The most intuitive example is that DC Schiller doesn't like to work in nature. It doesn't mean that he doesn't like the job of a university professor, but that in some events, he hopes to pay the least amount of labor and see the greatest amount of work. more fun, and pay more attention to mental relaxation.

But Marvel Schiller will still do it himself sometimes, and is willing to help those superheroes, spend time investigating their situation, give them psychological treatment, or talk to the director of some important institutions, the leader of a certain mage holy place and A certain alien prince talked about economics, and he paid more attention to material benefits than mental relaxation.

When the two roles were reversed, things became a little more interesting, because just about half an hour ago, Schiller walked out of the door of the guest room and went straight to the underground of the manor.

His thinking is very simple. Since he already knows that there are things underground in the manor, and there may even be some things left by the predecessor of this world, why not just go and get them? Who is playing spy games with you?

Moreover, Schiller's way to go underground is also very simple. He directly used the flash to reach the ground floor, and then began to look for the entrance.

The reason why he didn't use the flash to go directly to the underground was because he was worried that something unexpected might happen, but gray mist and flash were the sharp tools for scanning the picture. Within a few minutes, he had found the entrance to the underground of the manor.

It was the entrance to a cellar next to the warehouse, a certain distance from the banquet hall, and it had to pass through the courtyard. This distance was beyond the range of Schiller's flash, so he planned to turn into gray mist and float there.

It stands to reason that in such a snowy day with very low visibility, a cloud of gray fog passing through the middle of the courtyard should not be very obvious, and even if the special agents discovered the anomaly, they can't do anything, who can stop it? Live in a cloud of fog?

So, Schiller used the flash to come to the ground floor, and after finding the entrance, he immediately transformed into the form of gray mist and began to float in the direction of the entrance of the cellar. But by coincidence, the trio of Bruce, Lex and Clark Also around here.

After agreeing to Benjamin's deal, it was no surprise that Lex and Bruce didn't plan to follow the plan at all.

They still have their own set of plans.

Although the division of labor is that Benjamin takes the agents to appease the guests in the manor, and then the trio is responsible for finding the spies, but the real plan made by Lex and Bruce is to first go to the manor to investigate the treasure while Benjamin is going to appease the guests .

Clark strongly condemned this kind of behavior without the spirit of contract, but because he was worried that they would use the dangerous things underground in the manor to threaten ordinary people, so Clark could only follow.

Because they acted earlier, although it took longer to find the entrance, they still found the entrance one step earlier than Schiller.

Schiller, who had turned into a gray mist, was floating near the warehouse. When he found three people there, he turned his head and left, but it was too late.

Among the three, Lex was extremely vigilant and had very good eyesight. He immediately spotted a strange cloud of mist drifting towards the warehouse.

And Bruce recognized it immediately, it was his good professor, because he had seen Schiller in this form in the battle of living hell, he immediately turned his head and said to Clark: Stop him!

...Stop who? Clark asked suspiciously.

That fog, stop him, hurry up!

Seeing Bruce's serious face, Clark didn't think too much. He rushed to the gray fog in an instant, then opened his arms and said, Stop!

The fog really stopped.

Clark also found that the fog even took a step back silently. He was a little puzzled. He didn't do anything, but rushed over, then opened his arms, and didn't use any superpowers. Why did he stop?

Bruce came over with folded arms, looked at the fog, and said, Professor, come out and talk.

I saw that the mist first drew an arrow, then pointed to Clark, then turned the arrow at an angle, and then stretched it in that direction.

Neither Clark nor Lex knew what was going on, but Bruce understood what Schiller meant, and he turned to Clark and said, Stand back a little.

Clark was a little dazed, but he did as he did. He took two steps back, and then he saw that the cloud of gray mist slowly condensed into a human shape, which was Schiller.

Oh, Professor Schiller, it's you.

Clark was a little surprised, but he wasn't surprised by Schiller's ability, because Schiller had shown him superpowers before, he was just a little surprised that Schiller would appear here at this time.

As he spoke, Clark stepped forward, wanting to stand beside Schiller, but Schiller pointed at Clark with the umbrella in his hand.

Clark stopped, a little puzzled, Schiller turned to look at him and said:

Don't come here.

The way he looked at Clark was like an ordinary person seeing a nuclear bomb with long legs running all over the street.

The only difference is that if an ordinary person sees a nuclear bomb with long legs running all over the street, it must be that he has hallucinations, but this is not the case for Clark. Nuclear bombs not only have legs, but also wings. Not only can they fly, but they can also fly very fast. Whoever catches them will be bombed, and whoever is bombed will lie down.

I... Clark took another half step, wanting to step forward, but Schiller silently took half a step back, keeping a certain distance from him.

At this time, Bruce lost his eyes, and Schiller seemed to be afraid of Clark. Why?

Suddenly, he remembered the part of the previous dream that ended. He saw some details, such as when the shock wave swayed away, he saw the state of the invisible wall shattered, and after the floor under his feet collapsed, there were layers of broken floors.

Although he was directly kicked out of the dream after that, it was enough for him to deduce what happened afterwards.

After inferring that Schiller's thought palace, the Tower of Babel, might have been exploded by Clark's thinking and collapsed many layers, Bruce suddenly felt that he was in a better mood.

It seems that you have also found that entrance and are planning to go down. If that's the case, I won't bother you.

After finishing speaking, Schiller turned around and was about to leave, but Bruce stopped him again.

Do you know what's down there? Bruce asked.

Schiller shook his head, Bruce frowned and said, No, you should know, otherwise, how would that dream be explained?

Can't I just make it up?

Seeing that Bruce was still staring at him, Schiller sighed and said, Well, I know some clues, but I didn't just know it at the scene, but I inferred it through some other factors.

What factor?

Schiller's eyes fell on Clark. Clark himself was a little confused, but Schiller still said, Clark, remember when you discussed with me before, you mentioned that when you came near the manor, you Feeling weak?

Clark nodded blankly, seeing Bruce's questioning eyes, Schiller continued: As far as I know, there is indeed a mineral that can make some people with very strong superpowers feel weak, it's called kryptonite.

Bruce's face changed slightly. He didn't know whether the some people with very strong superpowers in Schiller's mouth meant Clark specifically, or all people with special superpowers like Clark and Schiller. If it is the latter, then this mineral must not be in the hands of others, it must belong to him.

Apparently, Lex thought so too.

Their alliance was broken almost instantly.

Originally, if this mineral was aimed at superhumans, then they could indeed have a piece of it, but if this mineral could weaken all superhumans equally, then it would be very dangerous for anyone else to obtain this mineral.

But in fact, this kind of logic does make more sense, because it is unlikely that there is a certain mineral in this world that is specifically targeted at a certain person.

Moreover, the underground laboratory of the mayor's manor was built by several previous mayors. At that time, Clark may have just been born, and that mayor had no reason to develop a mineral specifically for a newborn baby.

No matter how clever Lex and Bruce are without sufficient factual basis, it is impossible for them to make up a series of complex alien background stories about Kryptonians and Kryptonite. According to the existing clues, the stone is indeed More likely for anyone with superpowers.

What makes the conflict between Bruce and Lex even more intensified is that they now have opponents that they have to deal with urgently. In Lex's view, it is Clark, while in Bruce's view, it is Schiller.

They all want to find something that can restrain the other's super power, and now, this thing is under their feet.