The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 259: Small people have big ambitions

"Wow, this is really—"

Li Zhen opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, but ultimately failed to express her opinion on the matter.

"I don't know how to say it."

Although from the beginning, Li Zhen felt that something was wrong with his sudden death, so he was busy finding the real culprit and did not hate Batman too much.

Anger is inevitable, after all, it was the first time he had come so close to death. Strictly speaking, if that sinister old man hadn't been so obsessed with developing a weapon to target him, he wouldn't have been able to let the Amozzo virus exploit his mindset and the research progress that was already more than halfway done.

Jason closed the radar's back cover and looked at Li Zhen with a rather complicated expression.

Do you hate him?

"I never deny these relatively special emotions; in fact, most people in Witrum are passionate and love intensely."

Li Zhen shrugged. Anyway, Jason didn't know, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to borrow a little bit of the original plot description.

Besides, he no longer has this weakness.

"Normally, a real natural disaster virus would weaken the source of the Witrum people's superpowers, causing our bodies to lose their self-healing ability and our immunity to be almost nonexistent."

"I never thought that a natural disaster could kill me so quickly. Logically speaking, I should at most become a weakling for a while."

There is no doubt about this. Batman's targeted methods have never been aimed at being lethal. Considering this, even if the quasi-natural disaster induced by the Amozzo virus through Batman's brain has increased the mortality rate, it is not so terrifying.

"What truly killed me was Wiemann's underhanded tactics and Darkseid's Omega effect."

Reality will never follow the storyline of the comics. According to popular narratives, the Darkseid War should have been a straightforward opening of the Boom Portal to Earth, followed by the dispatch of a Parademon army to engage in a head-on confrontation with Earth.

Who would have thought that there was such a special being as Viman on Apokolips, who was known for his insidious and treacherous methods?

Moreover, Wiman Vanderba is the kind of special character who shouldn't exist in the New 52 universe, having been kicked out of the Dark Elite long before the Crisis on Infinite Earths event in the comics.

Jason looked into Li Zhen's eyes and casually interjected.

"You know I didn't ask that many questions."

"Okay, okay."

Li Zhen pursed her lips.

"Batman is quite annoying. In terms of relatively primitive revenge methods, I originally planned to wait until this matter was resolved, find an excuse to spar with him and beat him until his bones were broken, and then take advantage of his paralysis to ridicule and mock him for always targeting me."

Jason turned his head away dismissively and began adjusting the final data.

"I used to think things were much simpler than you do."

Jason pressed the power button on the radar device, frowned as he looked at the unresponsive screen, and then picked it up and shook it vigorously.

"When I first crawled out of the pool on Lhasa Road, I kept thinking about how one day I could break his limbs with a gun, shove the gun barrel in his mouth, give him a good scolding, and then, in front of him, personally shoot the clowns, scarecrows, riddle-makers, and the like one by one."

Seeing Jason becoming increasingly vehement and forceful as he twisted the radar cover, Li Zhen rolled her eyes.

"—Your situation doesn't sound any simpler than mine."

Jason snorted and tapped rapidly on the radar's control panel. Just as he was about to retort, the previously unresponsive screen suddenly emitted a faint blue light, which gradually brightened.

Fine scanning ripples began to appear on the screen, spreading outwards in concentric circles, accompanied by a slight "buzzing" electrical sound.

Jason swallowed the words he was about to use to refute Li Zhen, his expression instantly becoming serious, the previous look of defiance replaced by complete focus.

The scanning ripples flowed across the screen for about ten seconds.

Just as Li Zhen was about to make a joke, a flashing red triangle suddenly appeared in the center of the screen, surrounded by a pale purple halo.

Li Zhengang reached out his hand, but hadn't yet pointed at the radar screen.

Jason, equally surprised, spoke up first to explain.

"This is different from all the known unit markers I preset in my program. It seems that the badge you got is really something."

The mockery on Li Zhen's face completely vanished. He leaned forward, staring at the symbol that most likely represented Viman Vandeba, and his killing intent gradually grew.

Jason suddenly stood up, gripping the radar device in his hand, and strode to the blackboard in the corner.

A yellowed panoramic map of Gotham City was pasted on the blackboard, with various high-crime areas and the hidden hideouts of some special individuals marked in red.

He brought the radar screen close to the map, quickly swiped his finger across the screen to bring up the coordinates of the red dot, and then roughly circled a location on the map with a pen.

"This location is in Italy, which was once the territory of the Falcone family."

After a two-second pause, Jason briefly explained the Falcone family, which was a powerful local gang in Gotham City before Batman became Batman.

Li Zhen had no interest in Falcone, an outdated force native to Earth. He glanced at the map but didn't fly there immediately.

After all, they were trying to capture a man known for his cunning and treacherous nature.

"How can we be sure this thing isn't just some kind of illusion?"

If this alerts the enemy, the cunning strategist who once followed Darkseid through countless worlds might just disappear into some unknown corner of the universe or a remote dimension, making it impossible to find him in this lifetime.

As soon as Li Zhen finished speaking, Wilson on the floor began to writhe again, but this time it was no longer out of fear that made him look comical.

The two were getting a little annoyed by the noise and looked at Wilson at the same time. Li Zhen even raised her foot and began to mentally assess how much force she would need to kick the guy unconscious without killing him.

But Wilson took a deep breath, as if he had made a huge decision.

"How about you two consider that sending me as the vanguard might also be a decoy?"

Li Zhen lowered her leg with some surprise.

Wilson swallowed hard, as if repeatedly encouraging himself.

"You yourselves said that some people who may be the masterminds behind this seem to have designs on me, otherwise you two wouldn't have trapped me here and spared my life."

Jason looked at Li Zhen, and Li Zhen quickly nodded.

"Let him give it a try."

Ten seconds later, Wilson, finally freed from the restraints, got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and adjusted the rough blindfold that had become askew during the previous turbulence.

Then he clapped his hands and smiled somewhat hesitantly at the white hooded man in front of him, who had his arms crossed over his chest.

"Um, I thought you were going to ask me why I suddenly decided to do this—you know, this kind of thing is quite dangerous and difficult for most people who haven't received professional training."

The white-hooded man glanced at the red hood that had been re-covered his face, his tone utterly indifferent.

"What else could it be? Because you idolize Batman?"

Wilson was dumbfounded.

How did you know?

Red Hood walked over and attached several concealed tracking devices to Wilson's body, also scoffing at the issue.

"Is it hard to tell? In Gotham City, apart from the villains and a small number of whiny guys, 80% of the population are Batman fans."

"Oh~ Wow!"

Wilson rolled his eyes under his thick eyelids.

His gaze swept from the red hood to the white hood, and then from the white hood back to the red hood.

"And you two, are you also...?"

"Uh... of course not."

The man in the white hood turned and left.