American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Green Lantern turned to look at Bruce.

"Just as you feared."

Hal Jordan's green light flickered slightly as he projected a somewhat blurry holographic star map into the air.

The star map shows a red dot representing a faster-than-light object entering the gravitational field of the solar system.

"Bruce, this is the signal source you asked me to keep an eye on."

Hal traced a green arc in the air with his finger, simulating the trajectory of the object.

"A Kryptonian spaceship. And it hasn't undergone any stealth treatment. According to my simple calculations, its landing point will be locked on Metropolis 100%, and it didn't slow down even when it passed through the interception network of three satellites."

"What is it heading towards?"

Green Lantern glanced at Bruce.

"Or it's summoning something. If it's a peaceful visit, this is making a bit too much noise."

Bruce turned around.

Even during such a relaxed family dinner, surrounded by otherworldly monsters and cosmic police, the Gotham rich kid's expression remained as if he were playing a game of chess with the endgame already calculated.

He now has a lot of records about the weaknesses of Kryptonians in his mind, which is the source of his confidence in not panicking at this moment.

He was going to give these uninvited Kryptonians a big surprise!

"I understand. If that's the case, the metropolis will probably be very crowded tomorrow."

His words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

"Whatever is inside, we must identify its friend or foe before it turns the metropolis into ruins."

This is a serious conversation between heroes, and Shu En, as the most eye-catching background figure in this conversation, is idly spinning an empty snail shell around on the table.

He didn't care much about Kryptonian spaceships or Metropolis crises. Since Batman was prepared, he must have already arranged everything.

The only two keywords he probably caught while he was lost in thought were: tomorrow and the metropolis.

According to his understanding of the world, since such a major event has occurred, it means that there is a large amount of high-purity metal waste to collect, and no one would want to issue a ticket at this time.

Thinking about this, Xiu En even felt a little hopeful.

"I still have patrol duties. I've already synchronized this thing's trajectory to your satellite."

Hal glanced at the time projected on the ring.

"Call me anytime if you need anything."

Afu handed over a brown paper bag at just the right moment.

"Considering the low temperatures in outer space, Mr. Jordan, this special roast beef sandwich might provide you with some of the necessary calories."

"Thanks, Afu."

Green Lantern took the bag and transformed once again into a green meteor, even faster than when he arrived, passing through the still unrepaired hole in Wayne Manor and disappearing into the gloomy night sky of Gotham.

Bruce looked at Shuen

"Tomorrow, your light will only fall on the man in the red cloak. As for the other guys who come off that ship, even if they look exactly like humans, even if they kneel down and beg you, you must keep your sun hidden."

This Gotham knight knew very well what Shuon's upgraded Radiance meant to the Kryptonians.

Powering Clark is a strategic advantage, but powering the Kryptonian invaders is digging Earth's grave.

"Understood, boss."

"It's like the difference between charging a phone and charging a time bomb; I know this basic electrical maintenance. Don't worry, my lights are very expensive. Those homeless people from out of town thinking they can get something for free? No way!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the sunflower that was perched on his shoulder, seemingly dozing off.

"Except for that big guy in the red cape, of course."

Xiu En reached out a finger and gently touched the golden petals of the sunflower.

"My light must be reserved for Little Flower."

After all, while the sun is nice in the metropolis, it's definitely not as pure as the sunlight here, right?

The sunflower's previously drooping leaves instantly perked up a bit, though the little face on the flower head gave it a disdainful look: "Stop patting yourself on the back, you luminous being. I'm just reluctantly using your waste heat."

"It's a matter of mutual benefit."

Xiu En grinned, completely unconcerned about the flower's haughty demeanor.

Bruce selectively ignored the irrelevant information the two were saying and continued.

"You'll be leaving with us tomorrow. Ah Fu has already arranged a private plane for tomorrow morning, so don't be late. Also, don't try to take the plane's engine off for breakfast."

"It depends on my mood."

Shum shrugged and watched Bruce disappear behind the door.

Alfred walked over at just the right moment, carrying a silver plate with a compressed energy block on it.

"These are snacks specially prepared for your journey by the young master, Mr. Xiu En."

The old butler smiled.

"Perhaps this will save that poor plane from your clutches."

Outside the window, the rainy night in Gotham remained gloomy.

"Perhaps this will save that poor plane from your clutches."

Outside the window, the rainy night in Gotham remained gloomy.

Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away in the metropolis, the city known as the City of Tomorrow, is bathed in the glow of dazzling lights.

No one knew that in the pitch-black depths of space, a spaceship carrying destruction and rebirth was like a silent bullet, aimed at the heart of this city.

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Early morning in Gotham, Shum, forced to get up early, is quite grumpy when he wakes up.

It wasn't until he stood on the runway of Wayne Enterprises' private ownership that a simple, genuine passion ignited in his golden eyes.

"Although I don't have many requirements for transportation, this airplane smells just like you, full of a reassuring smell of money."

Alfred, dressed in full aviation logistics uniform, naturally positioned himself between Hugh and the aircraft engine intake, handing over a still-steaming insulated bag at just the right moment.

"Young Master Xiu En, although this engine uses top-grade titanium alloy fan blades, the texture might be a bit chewy. Here are some specially made biscuits for you to chew on during this voyage."

Xiu En took the bag and felt its heavy weight. He naturally withdrew his hand, which was about to reach out and touch the turbine blades, and took out a few cookie crumbs from his pocket to feed the sunflower that was peeking out from his shoulder.

"Look, Xiaohua! This is class. While we were eating cookies at the orphanage, they were already considering whether to have a Michelin three-star or five-star restaurant for breakfast."

The sunflower leaves brushed away the cookie crumbs with obvious disgust, clearly unhappy with Xiu En's behavior of treating her like a pet, but then it turned its face-shaped flower crown toward the airplane window.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone through.

Clearly, the pollution and curse that Shuon had previously cleared away by the two suns had not yet been restored, allowing the sun to shine in Gotham's mornings.

"Everyone is present and the crew is ready."

Bruce wore a meticulously tailored, handmade suit, and that seemingly frivolous yet all-powerful smile that was unique to Bruce Wayne was on his face.

"It's going to be a rather noisy weekend, so I hope everyone is prepared."

As he spoke, he lightly tapped his finger on the screen, and the 3D city map of the metropolis was gradually being broken down layer by layer on the map that originally only had red dots.

"Especially you, Shuen. Although Metropolis is known as the City of Tomorrow, their municipal budget is not as ample as that of the Wayne Group."

The implication is clear: Don't destroy the house, or he won't be able to get reimbursed quickly.

A tremendous sense of acceleration came with the roar of the engine, and this masterpiece, representing the pinnacle of human civil aviation industry, completed its ascent in just two kilometers.

Looking out the window at the gradually shrinking Gotham rain clouds, Xiu En felt unusually good.

That was the unobstructed fervor of the real sun.

"I can go sunbathing in the metropolis again!"

Xiu En squinted, enjoying the sunlight above the clouds.