The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Chapter 87 The Death Knell of Employment

Li Zhen was startled, a feeling of powerless exhaustion washing over her.

He raised his hand, interrupting Bruce's next words.

He even took off Batman's helmet, removed the voice changer, and spoke in his own voice.

"Aside from those two bastards behind the scenes, I don't want to hear anything else irrelevant. If you dare to say anything more, I'm ready to run away and hide at any time—I can live just fine even if there are no humans in this world."

Once or twice, he could consider it as earning some money to supplement his and Rachel's living expenses.

Li Zhen would never agree to treat him as a superhero and use him regularly.

When the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. He was the one who was targeted by Flashpoint's Flashman, so he voluntarily took the initiative to intervene.

If other people are up to no good, what's the Justice League supposed to do?

Reverse Flash, as if he'd been poisoned and rendered mute, shrugged at Bruce with a mocking expression.

He still didn't intend to say anything.

Bruce glanced at the bat helmet that Li Zhen had casually tossed aside beside him and coughed.

"Whatever you want, just talk about Ares and Eris."

Li Zhen relaxed and looked around.

Bruce spoke calmly.

"Even the gods cannot listen to what's happening here."

"Because you're Batman, right? I'm too lazy to ask, so just tell me."

Li Zhen mimicked Reverse Flash, sitting sideways on the edge of the hospital bed with her arms crossed, waiting for Bruce to speak.

Anyway, this bed is very wide.

"Before I completely lost consciousness, I gave Shazam a list containing information about magicians I had collected over the years —"

Li Zhen listened quietly, and finally understood why Shazam, that troublemaker, wasn't in the Batcave after he returned from Flashpoint.

It turns out he had accepted a mission and gone out.

Bruce's general meaning is quite clear.

Due to the crisis of trust that erupted, the Justice League's already severely lacking magical superheroes were reduced to almost zero.

It could have been somewhat associated with magic.

For example, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Hawkman, and the like have all just retired.

Hawkman, as if he had already made arrangements with another organization, turned around and joined an organization under the jurisdiction of the US government.

The department is said to be headed by a woman named Amanda Waller.

Upon hearing the name of this famous fat black woman from her past life, Li Zhen subconsciously pursed her lips.

She was an arrogant woman who dared to try to help the US government control all superpowered individuals.

Of course, she couldn't move most of the superheroes, so she set her sights on the supervillains first.

In its previous DC universe, the Suicide Squad was a famous IP that spanned comics, anime, live-action movies, and video games.

It was Amanda Waller who created it.

When Li Zhen first arrived on Earth and discovered it was the DC universe, she silently prayed that the fat woman wouldn't target her and cause trouble.

Li Zhen definitely wouldn't indulge her, otherwise her thoughts wouldn't be clear.

Otherwise, if they continue fighting their way through, from Amanda to the US government, and then to the United Nations, they will only end up as a global mortal enemy.

Let's not discuss the issue of the black-robed superhero yet. Even a local tyrant can't act like that. As a world-class mortal enemy, even Witrum needs some humanistic environment.

If you insist on living even when everyone around you is an enemy, what's the difference between that and living in a cesspool?

With the brainstorming session over, Bruce had also finished his presentation.

In summary, this is a good opportunity to see if we can recruit a new batch of superheroes with a focus on magic into the Justice League.

Alternatively, Batman could accept the idea of ​​establishing a categorization organization.

While increasing manpower, we also took precautions against the Olympian gods, specifically against the war god and the goddess of discord who, instead of managing affairs, descended to the mortal realm to cause trouble.

"With our current technology, tracking Ares and Eris is still quite difficult."

Bruce was helpless too.

Magic is not his forte, but when faced with a problem, he has to find a way to solve it.

For example, the mission assigned to Shazam this time.

Furthermore, Bruce also had a heavy burden on his mind regarding the issues that Li Zhen had mentioned earlier about Rachel.

He has too many things to think about every day.

Green Lantern is also acting out of character; this time he went on a mission to outer space and hasn't returned for a long time.

I reckon they've run into something that even the Green Lantern Corps would find difficult to handle.

Will it endanger the Earth?

Could this involve the mysterious planet Witrum behind Li Zhen?

Looking at Bruce, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, Li Zhen held her breath for a moment before finally picking up the bat helmet she had just dropped from the hospital bed.

As he put the headband back on, he patted the shoulder of this man, who, while not particularly likable in person, was undeniably a true man of steel.

A true man, he deserves respect.

"I know you're still worried about handing Gotham City over to someone else, so I'll play along in front of the media this time—"

In the end, the matter of payment was not mentioned. After obtaining Shazam's contact information, Lee Jung-yi tossed her cloak and left the office.

Only when he heard the media downstairs making a ruckus again did Reverse Flash finally speak.

"If he really has designs on Earth, it doesn't necessarily mean it's a good thing."

Reverse-Flash keeps the matter of Empress Jeanne deeply in mind. He still doesn't dare to go back to the future because he's unsure whether interfering with the timeline can truly erase the possibility of Empress Jeanne.

Unless his timeline records show that there is another possibility for Lee Jung's future, he will not dare to go home.

It still looks like a bunch of gibberish now.

Moreover, the Flash has been inexplicably in a coma for a long time, recovering even slower than Bruce.

This shouldn't be happening to the Speedsters; Central City is still worried about the Flash's unconscious state.

Even Captain Cold, the Flash's nemesis, restrained the Rogues, who unusually refrained from causing trouble for several weeks in a row.

The sarcasm that Reverse Flash was holding back almost suffocated him.

Bruce's exhaustion was not unfounded.

He even considered giving up the moment he put on that helmet tonight.

Before Shazam brought back good news, the Justice League had very few truly capable members left.

Superman's side is also extremely busy.

If Kara's arrival was a surprise before...

So the arrival of Flashpoint Superman was a shock to him.

But do you think Superman could just ignore it?

No, that's impossible.

These days I've been busy with the affairs of two Kryptonians who have just arrived on Earth, one of whom is, in a sense, a thinner version of myself.

Those who quit have quit, and those who are busy are busy.

In the end, Batman, a mere mortal, carried them all on his shoulders.

After Reverse Flash left, Bruce lay in bed with his eyes closed for a long time before contacting the Oracle to help him reach someone. At the same time, he casually pulled out a voice changer from under his bedside table and held it to his throat.

Communication is established.

The sounds of waves, seagulls, and a series of sips of soda can be heard through straws.

"Interesting, I didn't expect you to contact me?"

The other person casually made fun of Batman.

Bruce lowered his voice.

"Deathstroke, I need you to go to Metropolis and infiltrate a place to steal data for me."

Wearing only a pair of beach shorts, Deathstroke lazily patted his belly.

"Let's talk about compensation first."

After Bruce finished quoting the price, Deathstroke plopped up from the sun lounger, twirling his graying beard with his fingers.

"Metropolis? I guess it's that Luther guy, right?"

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