He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

A portal lit up behind Leon and Thor, and their figures gradually melted into the green light.

Cyborg stared at the closing portal of light and suddenly spoke, "Wait."

Li Ang's face was still partially visible outside the portal.

"Next time I come," Cyborg's voice was deep, "I want to take another shot."

Li Ang revealed his most satisfied smile of the day.

The light gate closed completely.

"so……"

"Just what level was that popcorn guy?"

Barry Allen was still rubbing his forehead, where a lump the size of an egg had swelled up.

"He caught me inside the Speed ​​Force? Even Superman couldn't do that, right?"

No one answered him.

Hal crouched in the corner, his green light ring dim and lifeless, radiating an aura of utter despair.

Diana sheathed her sword, walked up to Silas, and solemnly said, "Dr. Stone, we need to talk about your son's abilities and that businessman."

Silas glanced at Cyborg, then at the black business card in his hand.

"I only know one thing." Silas's voice still trembled with the shock of surviving a close call. "That person... three minutes ago, my son used the power he gave me to pull me back from the brink of death."

"As for whether he's a good person or a bad person..."

Silas flipped the business card over; it only had one line of small, gold-embossed text: "All Heavens Gashapon Shop, No Credit."

"I don't think that's important."

Batman paused for three seconds, then turned and walked toward the exit.

"Bruce?" Diana called out to him.

"Gather everyone." Batman's cape rustled through the rubble. "Steppenwolf won't give us much time."

He paused.

"Also, prepare some alien products."

Hal looked up from the corner: "How much?"

Batman didn't turn around.

"I want as many as you can; I also want to try my luck with a high-end gacha pull."

As soon as Batman finished speaking, Hal's embarrassment, which he had just managed to suppress, resurfaced.

He pointed to the black business card on Bruce's chest, and the green light ring flashed twice.

"Are you serious?"

"Steppenwolf has his eye on three Mother Boxes."

Bruce pulled the business card off and tucked it into his belt pocket.

"Victor has just demonstrated that Mother Box creations can resist molecular reconstruction."

Steel Bone leaned against the broken lab bench, its arms still in their silver-blue metallic form.

Upon hearing this, his expression turned sour.

"I can train."

"Of course you can train, but Steppenwolf won't wait for you to finish."

Diana put away the Lasso of Truth and turned to look at the Mother Box that Silas was holding in his arms.

"So the plan is for everyone to go and try their hand at gashapon (gacha)?"

Barry walked over, leaning against the wall; the bump on his forehead hadn't gone down yet.

"You really want to see that businessman again?" Hal gave him a disgruntled look.

"No, no, I'm currently allergic to popcorn." Barry's lips twitched, and he immediately waved his hand.

Bruce ignored their bickering and walked up to Silas, his voice steady.

"Doctor, since mother boxes can reconstruct molecules, could they also revive life?"

Silas's arm suddenly stiffened.

"What do you want to do?" Cyborg turned his head as well.

"Resurrect Clark Kent." Bruce paused for half a second.

The moment those words were spoken, the laboratory fell into complete silence.

"Are you crazy? You want to use this to resurrect Superman?"

Hal was the first to react, his face filled with disbelief.

"We have no better choice."

"You've seen Steppenwolf, and you know his target."

Bruce turned to Diana.

"Once the three Mother Boxes are combined, the Atrium will be transformed into a colony of Apokolips."

Diana fell silent; she knew about the last invasion.

At that time, the gods, Amazons, Atlantis, and humans—all races—joined forces to drive back the enemy.

Now the gods have fallen, Atlantis has sealed off the seabed, and humanity is not at peace.

"I can become a giant of light, but I can't guarantee I can fight the person behind Steppenwolf."

Bruce added.

"Can't you transform into that... Ginga something-man?"

Hal frowned.

"Ultraman Ginga." Barry raised his hand.

"The name isn't the point!" Hal glared at him.

"This thing is very powerful."

"But being strong doesn't mean being invincible."

Bruce took out the Galaxy Spark and rubbed the spark pattern with his fingertip.

"You want to put Clark's body into a Kryptonian ship and then activate it using the Mother Box?"

Steel Bone walked over, his right hand reverting from metal to human skin.

"Yes, the mother box is not a medical device; it has its own procedures."

"It can affect a person's mind; Victor became like this because of it."

Silas clutched the mother box tightly, his face full of resistance.

Steelbone glanced at his father.

This time he didn't explode.

He simply pressed his left hand to his chest, where a core he once hated lay.

"Dad, I hate it."

"But that's how I survived."

Silas's lips moved, but he didn't try to persuade him further.

"What if Clark goes out of control after being resurrected?"

Diana walked over to Bruce's side.

"I contacted Louise beforehand." Bruce didn't avoid her scrutiny.

"You dragged Superman's girlfriend into this too?" Hal was taken aback.

"wife."

Bruce corrected.

"She knew the risks, but she agreed to be there."

"So we're going to dig up graves?"

Barry swallowed hard.

No one answered.

Barry looked around, his unease deepening.

"Alright, looks like we really have to dig."

……

Rainy night, cemetery.

"I must state upfront that you made me do all of this!"

Barry stood awkwardly in front of Clark Kent's tombstone, shovel in hand.

"I respect the deceased, Superman, please don't seek revenge on me."

Barry immediately shoveled the shovel into the ground.

Steel Bone crouched beside the tomb, his right hand lightly pressing the ground.

Silver-blue light patterns spread, and the soil separated automatically.

The entire coffin was raised smoothly.

"Why didn't you use it earlier?" Barry was taken aback.

"I want to see how long you can keep gossiping." Steelbone glanced at him.

Upon hearing this, Barry shrugged and then made a chain-pulling motion.

Bruce stood before the tombstone, his cloak soaked by the rain.

Diana stood on the other side, without urging her.

Everyone knew that this was a crossing of the line.

But Steppenwolf had already arrived.

The mother box is still beeping.

Clark Kent lay quietly in the coffin, his face pale and his chest still.

Bruce spoke in a deep voice.

"Walk."