Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 262 god, you are just the three dogs of Akane (please support!)

"Let's go!"

Ian walked around the park a few more times to make sure there was nothing noteworthy before leaving with Rachel.

Back at the Hall of Justice, Rachel was going to attend to the superhuman consultation meeting, so she and Ian separated at the door.

"mua!"

Rachel stood up on tiptoes and kissed Ian on the face, and said with concern: "It's not too hard to hold on anymore. We are all here. If there is any difficulty, we can all go through it together!"

"Don't worry, what I'm most afraid of is trouble!"

Ian replied with a smile.

Separating from Rachel, he went straight to Clark.

After the undersea war, Clark was pulled out of the Daily Planet by Ian and thrown into the newly established municipal management department of Metropolis.

When Ian walked into the door of this department's office, he heard that the inside seemed to be boiling and the sky was full. Even through the door, they could not stop their troubles.

"Ian?"

Clark, who was so busy that he didn't have time to push up his glasses when they got crooked, was surprised when he saw Ian walking in.

"How did you come?"

There was a bit of resentment in Clark's words.

He was working well at the Daily Planet, but was forcefully dragged to the municipal department by Ian, and his relaxed and happy days were gone forever.

Although he has a super brain and can quickly and steadily find solutions to problems, others do not have superhuman strength, so things still have to be implemented according to the rules of ordinary people.

However, Clark also admitted that after entering this department, he saw a different world from the reporter's perspective.

"How are you feeling lately? What's the problem?"

Ian doesn't doubt Clark's abilities, but there is only one Superman in this world.

He threw this sunny and cheerful boy into this department just to force him to learn how to manage ordinary people.

I hope that by doing this, Clark will have the word "tactics" in his mind, so that he will no longer act recklessly when he is indecisive.

Clark adjusted his glasses and said truthfully: "After Brainiac and Steppenwolf invaded, the order of the metropolis has completely collapsed. We use the streets as a unit..."

"Okay, I've already read the details in the report."

Ian stretched out his hand to interrupt him, and then said: "I came to you today for another matter. When Rachel and I were on a date, we discovered a park that was dead for no reason.

Although I have revived that building, I still sent people to block it and prevent anyone from entering for the time being. "

"What's the problem?"

Clark asked while making arrangements on the phone.

"Um……"

Ian pondered for a moment and replied: "It may involve magic. If it is true, it will be very troublesome."

Hearing the word magic, Clark shuddered and shook his head quickly: "I have nothing to do with magic, so you should do this yourself!"

Ian nodded: "You should always pay attention to whether similar things are happening within the metropolis."

He sent the information he gathered to Clark and was about to leave.

After taking a few steps out, Ian suddenly remembered something very important. He turned to Clark and said: "Don't always work overtime, learn to balance work and rest. Louise called me several times and said you won't reply." Home."

As soon as he talked about this, the resentment in Clark's heart emerged again. He complained: "If you hadn't dragged me to this place, why would I have been working overtime?"

Ian shook his head: "I strictly require all departments to implement an eight-hour working day. But you take the lead in habitually working overtime, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Clark shrank his head, unable to say anything to refute.

Because he voluntarily worked overtime, other people in the department also started working overtime, and some pretentious people also started working overtime to make a fool of themselves.

After asking people from other departments to complain, Ian ganked him, and the storm was suppressed.

It's just that Clark didn't mean it, so he wasn't punished.

“The work is never done, you have to learn to find a balance and not let the complex reality overwhelm you.”

Clark sighed. Although it was easy for Ian to say it, it was not that easy to do it.

He, a superman, cannot be like Ian, who can see through the contradictions of complex reality at a glance, convince others with his ideas, and take the initiative to follow him.

Nor can he rely on his unwavering will and prove his authority through success again and again, like Bruce did.

Clark can only act like an old mother, constantly reviewing his work and persuading others to act according to the plan he made with his super brain.

It can be said that he spent most of his time convincing his colleagues to believe in his plan.

Sometimes, he wanted to disclose his identity directly, but the moral sense he had developed since childhood did not allow him to do so, so it became what it is now.

"I still say the same thing, don't think you can solve all the problems in the world, you must learn to cooperate with others."

Ian knew very well what Clark's problem was, that is, he cared too much about so-called morality, and the habits he developed on the Kansas farm were not suitable for the industrial city of Metropolis.

But he also knew that this big boy changed himself because of language, so he threw the other person here.

Clark nodded, showing his big white teeth, indicating that he had no problem.

Ian turned around and left, returning to the Hall of Justice again.

He found the people on duty today, Flash and Cyborg.

The two older boys were eating pizza, chatting about Star Wars and Star Trek while eating, and agreed to go to Comic Con together.

Noticing Ian walking in, they hurriedly tried to put away the takeout boxes, like students who were caught by their class teacher playing with their mobile phones during class.

"Okay, what's the use of hiding it now?"

Ian didn't blame them. This was not something worth mentioning.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, picked up a piece of pizza and bit into it, pulling out shreds of hot cheese.

Barry and Victor stuck out their tongues, then relaxed and ate with Ian.

"Have there been any recent mass die-offs of plants or strange deaths of animals?"

Hearing Ian's question, the light on Victor's forehead flashed a few times and he browsed the information quickly.

"The brand new watchtower is still being renovated in the metal world, and the satellites in orbit have not been completely repaired. There are too few places for us to observe. Superheroes from various places who are connected to the Justice League are usually active in the city, so it is difficult to notice this. kind of thing."

"It seems that we still need to find Swamp Monster to find out the matter."

Ian rubbed his forehead. His connection with the Metal Spirit had not been weakened by the addition of Cyborg as his agent.

So Ian contacted Metal Spirit immediately, but he said he didn't know and didn't understand.

The Black of Decay is the nemesis of the Green of All Things and the Red of All Living Things, but it is meaningless to the metals and data of life and death, and naturally they will not care about each other.

Thinking of this, he said to Victor: "Speed ​​up your speed and try to complete the modification of Steppenwolf's battleship as soon as possible so that the new watchtower can be launched into the sky."

He couldn't say much about this matter. After all, it was his idea to use the watchtower as a cannon and the three mother boxes as cannonballs.

When the Mother Box attacked the Steppenwolf fleet, it also turned all satellites and various garbage in the earth's orbit into cosmic dust.

Then he said to Barry: "You and I have a good relationship. Tell them to pay attention to the changes in animals and plants and seek help as soon as possible if they have any problems."

"Also, you find a man named Buddy Baker."

Barry nodded obediently, keeping every word of what Ian said in mind.

After saying that, Ian left the Hall of Justice without stopping, but instead of going to the Louisiana swamps, he went to Gotham first and found Poison Ivy in the Wayne Group laboratory.

"Hey, isn't this Ian? We haven't seen each other for a long time?" Ivy, who was wearing a white coat, looked at the dusty Ian who walked in and gave him a wink.

Ian ignored Ivy's teasing and said seriously: "Ivy, I have business with you. Has [May Queen] summoned you recently?"

Ivy raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing with them? Although those guys are the spokespersons for playing with the greenness of all things, they have very bad tempers."

"I noticed something strange."

Ian didn’t know what to say: “It may involve the survival of animals and plants, so I want to confirm the idea of ​​greenness for all things.”

Ivy knew that Ian was no longer the little boy he was when we first met, and immediately replied: "[The May Queen] often contacts me, and they want me to succeed Alec Holland as their agent."

"I'm not doubting you!"

God Ivy stretched out her hand and emphasized: "There is such a danger, and neither the [May Queen] nor the [Tree Council] can remain indifferent."

After communicating with the spirit of metal, he realized that the [Parliament of Trees] and [May Queen] are not the green of all things, just as the [Parliament of Limbs] is not the red of all living things.

They are just derivatives of two forces and can only sway with them.

Only Swamp Thing, Abigail Arcane, and Animal Man's daughter Maxine Baker can dominate their respective colors and push these forces forward.

But it was an accident that Swamp Monster became the agent, and he could never let go of his human identity.

Abigail Arcane hates the Black of Decay because of her family environment.

Maxine Baker is too young to produce much power.

Then, the Black of Decay was stolen by Anton Akane, and became this pervert's tool to turn the world into a state of decay.

The green of all things and the red of all living beings lack the intermediary to interfere with the present world, so they can only retreat steadily.

But now those old guys have no reaction at all. Either they think they can still hold on to the situation, or they have been ganked by Anton Akane.

Thinking of this, Ian said to Ivy: "Come to Louisiana with me. I want to see Swamp Monster. This is very important."

"You can go by yourself if you want. I still have experiments to do."

Ivy rejected Ian's request, pointed to the bottles on the table and said, "I still have experiments to do!"

"What experiment?" Ian's expression did not change.

"The ecological restoration agent poured out from the herbicide of the Swamp Monster!" Ivy puffed up her chest confidently.

Ian looked down at the potion in the test tube.

Alec Holland was initially targeted by the [Parliament of Trees] because of his powerful herbicide, and after being killed by his boss, he turned into a swamp monster.

Ian retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "As long as you agree to take this trip with me, I can let the scientists from the Justice League help you conduct experiments. The venue, funds, and instruments will all be provided free of charge."

"make a deal!"

Ivy, who originally wanted to be modest, immediately turned into Ian's licking dog.

No way, he gave too much!
"Give Bruce all the information you have. I will send someone to remove the things in this room."

Ian made a quick decision, took Ivy's hand, and led her away.

"Wait a minute, why don't you let me change my clothes?"

Ivy was unable to resist Ian's strength and was pulled forward.

"It's not necessary. This white coat is fine." Ian didn't want to waste time on such insignificant things.

"Shit! You stinky straight man."

Listening to Ian's perfunctory tone, Ivy's fists hardened. If she couldn't beat him, she would definitely let him know how powerful women are.

But no matter what, Ivy was pulled into the sonic tunnel by Ian, and when they emerged again, they had arrived in a small town in Louisiana.

"You have so many weird things on your hands!"

Ivy was not interested in steel. She just praised it a few times, then closed her eyes. After a while, she pointed in a direction.

"Although I have never been here, through the connection with the Green of All Things, I can sense that Holland is in that direction."

Ian nodded slightly and suddenly grabbed Ivy's arm.

"What are you going to do?" Ivy subconsciously hid.

"I'm not a casual person!"

Ian was somewhat used to the crazy characters of Gotham people. He ignored the other party's weird words, reached out and grabbed her arm, and said directly: "I want to take you to fly there, otherwise how will you get through the swamp with mud everywhere."

"Oh, you told me earlier..."

Before Ivy could finish speaking, Ian grabbed her and flew into the sky. With a bang, his flying speed exceeded the speed of sound.

"Ignorant man who doesn't know how to take care of a lady."

Ivy's face was deformed by the wind, and she could only take out the seeds she carried with her and wrap herself up.

But at the moment when the plants sprouted, Ian had already arrived at the center of the swamp and stopped.

Ivy stared blankly at the sprouted seeds in her hand, and spoke a string of classic Gotham swear words: "xxxxx your mother, xxxxx your father, Ian on xxxxxxx day, can't you explain it clearly in advance..."

"Stop cursing!"

Ian shook Ivy in his hand helplessly, frowned and said, "If you scold me again, I will let go!"

Looking at the height of several hundred meters, Ivy still closed her mouth calmly.

"I am a lady!"

So said the famous Poison Ivy.

Ian asked helplessly: "Lady, can you give me some directions?"

"Don't you have eyes?" Ivy said bluntly.

"Of course I have eyes, but you can tell from looking at Swamp Thing that his temper is not much better? So I want to avoid conflict."

Ian's light tone made Ivy feel that her feminine charm had been challenged.

But in order not to be thrown from the sky, she still pointed out the location.

Ian slowly landed on the ground and soon found a well-cared-for wooden hut with toys like a swing in the yard.

"There's no one inside!"

Ian walked to the door and felt something was wrong.

Ivy also suddenly changed her expression and exclaimed: "There is no power of the green of all things here, we have fallen into a trap."

Suddenly, the lush plants all around began to twist, the straight tree trunks began to twist, and the winding branches turned into countless tentacles dripping with mucus, and each leaf had a mouth, eyes, or other limbs.

Countless black substances began to spread on the ground, like a thick carpet covering everything, and anything was constantly emerging from it.
"vomit!"

Ivy almost vomited.

"Don't let me find the person who made these damn things, or I'll cut him into pieces with vines."

Ian's eyes were as bright as fire. He suddenly pulled out the Holy Sword. His righteousness surged and turned into a raging sword energy that tore apart the carpet of bacteria on the ground.

Three deformed monsters that looked like they were randomly made out of various animal limbs jumped out of the creep.

"So you are three dogs!"

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