The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

In a spacious laboratory in the watchtower, the low hum of machinery permeated the entire space, while the cold, pale blue light made the whole room appear even more solemn.

Batman stood before the massive holographic control panel, the hem of his black suit fluttering slightly in the air currents.

Those sharp eyes were fixed on the constantly changing molecular model on the screen.

That was the reconstruction of the microscopic structure of the Vitrum human cell after several days of precise calculations.

With a light tap of the fingertip on the console, the screen instantly splits into two sets of comparative data.

On one side is the energy flow trajectory of Superman cells under the yellow sun's radiation, followed closely by the distribution pattern of magical particles in Shazam cells.

Both exhibit the characteristic of "external energy intervention enhancement", with clear and traceable energy trajectories;

The Vitrum cell model on the other side is quite different.

Pale golden energy diffuses outward from the cell core, alternating between light and dark like breathing, without any external energy anchor; it is a completely autonomous burst from within.

"It provides the superpowers itself, rather than being externally enhanced like Superman or Shazam."

Batman's voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a hint of solemn confirmation.

For several days, he repeatedly analyzed the blood samples obtained from Li Zhen, and through a high-powered particle analyzer, he finally captured those unusually active microscopic particles deep within the cells.

Unlike any known atomic structure, they possess extremely strong autonomy, capable of autonomously repairing cell damage, bearing bursts of energy, and even performing self-optimization during cell division.

He raised his hand and entered commands on the console, naming the unknown particle "Wittrum Atom" and recording it into his private encrypted database.

Immediately afterwards, an element effect report popped up on the screen, with red warning symbols taking up most of the page.

Of the 118 elements known in the periodic table, only 3 can cause significant erosion of Witrum atoms.

However, all three elements can only be synthesized in small quantities under the extreme high temperature and high pressure environment of a particle collider, and their decay period is less than a few seconds. Therefore, their mass production cost and practical usability are almost zero.

Batman's brow furrowed into a knot as he swiped his finger across the search term "cosmic elements" on the screen.

Since Earth elements don't work, the answer must be found in the wider universe.

He immediately activated the encrypted communication and contacted Hal Jordan, who had just returned to Earth from a space mission, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Head to the watchtower immediately; there is an urgent experiment that requires our cooperation."

Half an hour later, a series of somewhat casual footsteps came from the entrance of the watchtower.

Hal Jordan, dressed in his iconic Green Lantern uniform and twirling a green lantern ring, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement as soon as he stepped into the space station.

"Wow, this place is way cooler than the Hall of Justice in New York! If I had known you had such a great place hidden away, I wouldn't have had to put up with all the UN's nagging every time we had a meeting."

He glanced around at the technological facilities as he strode toward the experimental area where Batman was located.

"Speak, what do you want from me? Do you want me to simulate some monster's energy fluctuations with this lamp ring?"

However, before Hal could finish speaking, Batman suddenly raised his hand to signal him to stop, his gaze abruptly turning to the special observation room in the corner of the laboratory.

There, purified samples of Witrum atoms were stored. The pale golden particles, which were originally stable and suspended, were now wildly agitated, like sparks that had been ignited, churning violently inside the container, and even showing a faint tendency to break through the energy barrier.

"Don't move."

Batman's tone instantly turned cold, his mind racing, and a bold guess took shape in his head.

He stared at the restless atoms, then looked at the green light ring on Hal's hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Approach slowly, without activating the light ring's energy, and maintain a constant speed."

Although Hal looked puzzled, he still slowed down as instructed.

As he gradually closed the distance to the observation chamber, the agitation of the Witrum atom intensified, and the energy barrier on the surface of the container began to ripple.

When he was three meters away from the observation room, Batman suddenly gave the order.

"Activate the light ring, release green light energy at different frequencies, starting from the lowest frequency and increasing by 10% each time, and record the atomic reactions."

"What's going on? This thing is even more sensitive than the Green Lantern Corps' energy detectors."

Hal grumbled a complaint, but still managed to conjure a pale green energy from his fingertip, which slowly emanated from the ring, adjusting its frequency according to Batman's instructions.

Initially, the Witrum atom simply accelerated its rotation.

As the frequency of the green light gradually increased, the particles suddenly began to aggregate. The originally scattered pale golden light spots gradually condensed into a more stable energy crystal, and the energy fluctuations surged accordingly.

The data on the holographic screen refreshed rapidly, and Batman's gaze grew increasingly serious.

Under the influence of green light, Witrum atoms are undergoing structural evolution at an astonishing speed, with cell carrying capacity and energy conversion rate increasing several times over compared to before.

Moreover, the rate of this evolution is constantly increasing.

"The energy of emotion and will..."

He murmured to himself, arriving at a startling conclusion.

"The Witrum Atomic Energy is influenced by the subject's emotions and will, enabling it to achieve an unconventional combat power leap. The recorded physical data is completely worthless when the subject's emotions fluctuate drastically."

He turned to look at Hal, his tone unusually serious.

"If the owner of these particles were to obtain any of the Emotional Lamp Rings, their abilities would increase exponentially, potentially even surpassing any superhuman being we know."

The mockery on Hal's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a hint of doubt.

He knew all too well the power of the Emotional Lamp Ring; if some kind of being could actually interact with it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hal Jordan wanted to ask a few more questions, but Batman interrupted him.

Batman raised his hand and activated the teleportation device on the Watchtower.

"Come with me to Gotham's secret laboratory; we need to conduct further testing."

The moment the teleportation beam enveloped the two of them, he solemnly warned Hal.

"Until I'm certain Li Zhen is harmless, absolutely do not meet with him, and absolutely do not let your green light ring get near him, understand?"

"Don't worry, I don't want to mess with an alien kid who can be enhanced by green light energy."

Hal shrugged, but his tone clearly indicated that he didn't take it seriously.

However, just as the two arrived at Gotham's secret laboratory, an alarm suddenly popped up on the control panel's monitor screen.

In the scene, the figure of a black-haired teenager appears on the streets of Gotham.

It was Lee Jung after saying goodbye to Superman.

At this moment, Li Zhen was frowning and rubbing her arms, her face showing obvious discomfort.

The second time he stepped into Gotham, he felt something was wrong with him. An indescribable itch emanated from his bones and spread throughout his body via his blood.

Moreover, the more you walk in a certain direction, the stronger the itching becomes, as if something inside you is being awakened and yearning to resonate with the energy of the outside world.

What he didn't know was that the force that was drawing him in came from Hal Jordan's green light ring.

In the surveillance footage, Li Zhen's footsteps gradually moved towards the secret laboratory.

Hal, standing next to Batman, had already clenched his fist, his green lantern ring glowing slightly, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

As a Green Lantern, he was instinctively curious about this powerful energy resonance and couldn't wait to go up and test it out.

"Don't move."

Batman shoved Hal against the wall, pressing his arm firmly against Hal's shoulder, his tone extremely stern.

"I'll say it again, you are not allowed to have any contact with him, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

While suppressing the agitated Hal, he quickly activated an encrypted channel and spoke in a deep voice into the headset.

"Who's near Gotham? I'm currently tied up here."

"I'm investigating the smuggling case from last week at the Gotham Pier."

Nightwing's voice quickly came through the headset, carrying a hint of cheerfulness.

"What's wrong, Batman? What trouble have you run into this time?"

Batman offered no further explanation, quickly transmitting some of Li Zhen's basic information to Nightwing, and simply stated...

"Find someone for him, and don't let him near my location for now."

After saying that, he immediately closed the communication and turned to stare at Hal Jordan.

Perhaps because he rarely saw Batman emphasize something so much, Hal's eager gaze ultimately gave way.

He raised his hands to indicate that he would no longer have any random thoughts or actions.

"Okay, okay, stop staring at me like that, I'm getting goosebumps."

On the other side, Nightwing looked at the data he had received on his terminal.

A 14-year-old alien boy from the planet Vitrum... is suspected of being hunted down by his home planet.

"An alien refugee this young?"

Nightwing raised an eyebrow, and the tragedy of the Second Robin's death two and a half years ago flashed through his mind involuntarily.

In the past two years, Batman has become much darker and more violent than before, often beating petty criminals so badly that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them.

Nightwing, who had already left Gotham and was working independently in a neighboring city, was afraid that Batman would have even worse consequences if he continued to hold back like this, so he kept coming back every now and then.

Ostensibly to help, but actually to closely monitor Batman's condition.

"No way... he figured it out without any warning? Is this guy trying to find a new Robin among the alien refugees?"

After thinking for a long time, Nightwing decided to personally investigate and make contact.

Abandoning his plan to conceal his identity, he jumped onto the motorcycle parked by the roadside and sped off in the direction of Li Zhen.

A few minutes later, Li Zhen frowned as she watched the young motorcyclist deliberately drift and block her way.

The other person took off their helmet and flipped their bangs that were pressed down on their forehead with a flamboyant gesture.

"Dick, Dick Grayson, I heard you're looking for someone in Gotham?"

Before Li Zhen could speak, it took him about two seconds to finally recall the image of the voluptuous prince of the Bat family from his distant memories.

Ok?

Is Batman really that considerate?

"You knew I was looking for someone? So Batman sent you?"

Upon hearing Li Zhen's words, Dick became even more certain of his guess.

"Wow, of course! You're really lucky. I'm a private investigator, and I grew up in Gotham!"