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Although the leather seats on Wayne Group's private jet were comfortable, Bruce felt extremely uncomfortable at that moment.

"Ah Fu, I said I'm hungry. x2"

Two Xiuens.

One was sitting opposite, picking at the soles of its shoes, while the other, appearing as a translucent, golden-red light and shadow, floated in mid-air, legs crossed.

They shouted in unison to the old butler who had just come out carrying a tray of food.

The sounds not only overlap perfectly, but also have a built-in 3D surround sound effect with reverb.

"I want a baguette so hard it could shatter the floor tiles! x2"

Immediately afterwards, two Pamela Ivy voices rang out simultaneously, one from Sunflower Ivy sitting next to Shuen, and the other from the translucent Sunflower Ivy hanging on Shuen's shoulder.

"Also, give him some calcium supplements; he's depleted all the trace elements this plant needs in that other world. x2"

Bruce's hand, which was pouring coffee, froze in mid-air, and the brown liquid poured precisely onto the table.

His bat brain stopped thinking at that moment.

It's not surprising that Ivy can create clones; after all, it's not the first or second time. It's also common for her to learn how to create soldiers from a handful of beans.

But Xiu En? This guy, who seems to be thinking about nothing but eating metal, emitting light, and then eating more metal every day, when did he unlock this skill?

"I just dozed off for a little while."

Bruce put down the coffee pot, pressed two fingers hard against his throbbing temples, and spoke with an urge to throw someone off the plane.

"How did you become split in two?"

"This isn't splitting, it's projection! x2"

Both Xiu En raised their index fingers and shook them simultaneously.

"This is called the 'Great Sun Projection Technique,' understand? Wherever there's sunlight, there's my WiFi signal. x2"

The echo gave Bruce a headache.

"And I brought you some local specialties. x2"

The light and shadow floating in the air, Xiu En tossed what he was holding down.

What appeared to be a phantom made of light strangely transformed into a solid the moment it came into contact with Xiu En's true form.

pat, pat.

Two brass rings engraved with strange patterns and an old book as thick as a dictionary fell onto the table.

"Is that a magical fluctuation?"

Zatana, who was taking a nap in the back row, suddenly jumped up.

Although her hair was a mess like a bird's nest because she hadn't woken up yet, her magician instincts made her lock onto the two rings.

"It still carries the spatial magic of other universe rules."

Zatana's eyes widened in shock, as if she had seen Xiu En suddenly switch from iron to a vegetarian diet.

"Where did you go? Did you rob Hogwarts or ransack the Sanctum Sanctum in some dimension?"

"Pretty much. There's a place called Kamar-Taj over there. The tea there is good. There's a really nice bald lady there who gave me this."

Xiu En took the book "Introduction to Vishanti Magic," flipped through a couple of pages, and then closed it with a look of disgust.

"It's all text, not even a single illustration."

Although Guangying Xiu'en's hands were empty, his mouth didn't stop: "I saw a young man in a red and blue bodysuit, and he was eating very heartily. x2"

That's enough.

Bruce finally couldn't take it anymore and interrupted this binaural torture.

"Afu!"

"Understood, young master."

The old butler maintained his polite smile, but the silver tongs he used to hold sugar cubes had been replaced with an unidentified object whose surface gleamed with a cold metallic light.

"Mr. Shuen, these are compressed energy bars and recently collected owl coins specially prepared for you."

Afu stuffed the food into Xiuen's mouth.

"Ugh, click!"

With the mouthpiece blocked, the maddening overlapping stereo sound finally disappeared.

The light and shadow in mid-air flickered twice like a holographic projection that had lost power, and then turned into specks of golden light, which actually flowed into the body of the main body like quicksand.

Meanwhile, Xiu En, the main body, stared wide-eyed, happily hugging the large iron rod and began to grind it to death. He would occasionally nibble on a couple of owl gold coins, picking out all the gold coins containing amber gold, while leaving the remaining ordinary gold coins uneaten.

"The world is peaceful now."

Bruce poured himself another cup of coffee, his eyes flickering as he looked at the two sling rings and the spellbook.

"The Great Sun Projection Technique, recorded, is an extremely dangerous source of noise pollution."

Xiu En chewed on the hard snack while fiddling with the two rings from another world.

He tried to put the two brass rings engraved with Vishanti runes on his hands, or strike the Kamar-Taj orchid finger pose.

The clone was successful once, although it probably wouldn't be considered a success for a penguin.

However, reality is harsh.

I don't want the orange spark ring to appear.

On the contrary, when his own Shaohao Golden Qi tried to flow into the small magic artifact through his fingertips, the two pitiful rings instantly turned red, like pig iron thrown into a steel furnace, and even began to make a hissing sound of being unable to bear the weight.

"It's going to explode! It's going to explode! It's going to explode!"

Xiu En let out a strange cry and quickly threw the two rings, which had almost turned into molten copper, onto the dining table, leaving two charred marks.

"See, it's not that I'm incapable, it's that this thing is incapable."

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He spread his hands at Bruce and Zatana with a serious expression, his self-righteous demeanor as if he wasn't the one who had just tried to use the artifact as a disposable grenade.

"The magical logic of the other universe is too mild; it simply cannot withstand the high-pressure output of a sun like mine."

Bruce, sitting opposite him, simply raised an eyebrow and casually created a new folder titled "Otherworldly Artifact Damage Risk Assessment".

Ivy, however, was very accommodating. Although she only wanted to observe the interaction between the metallic energy and the plant fibers up close, her emerald green vine clone thoughtfully wove two small heat dissipation pads on the dining table to prevent the still-smoking ring from burning the table completely.

"It looks like this thing is a very good conductor."

Zatana put down the book "Introduction to Magic" that she hadn't yet turned to the page on preventing hair loss, and stretched out a finger to gently touch the sling ring that was gradually cooling down.

As a true professional magic master who constantly deals with all sorts of strange forces, she keenly sensed the spatial coordinates locked inside the two copper rings.

"It doesn't reject you, it's just afraid of you."

"Your energy is too sharp. It's like trying to embroider with a battle axe."

"So I never do embroidery, I only cut down trees!! I mean, cut down people!"

Xiu En shrugged, then leaned forward slightly and extended his palm.

"But instead of making an axe, I can make a stove. My energy is abundant, though it may be surging. No conversion is needed; I can lend you this energy so you can use this tool."

He made an exaggerated gesture, pointing his finger directly at Zatana.

"I'm not responsible for constructing those fancy geometric shapes; I'm only responsible for providing the power. You, you're the one who drew the blueprints, the magician. Your incantations, though they sound like you've got a hot eggplant in your mouth, should be able to control this power. As long as I don't cause trouble, this thing should be able to turn on again."

The atmosphere in the cabin became somewhat awkward.

Afu silently put the remaining gold coins into the explosion-proof box.

Bruce's finger was already on the red physical button marked "Emergency Pop-up".

"Don't make that face, boss. We're just high in the air. What could we possibly be flying to that's more dangerous than outer space?"

Xiu En casually pushed the ball of golden energy in front of Zatana, his eyes, which shone with divinity, filled with excitement and anticipation at the prospect of seeing new fireworks.

"Come on, don't waste this still-warm heat. Let Zatana try again."

Bruce's fingertip had already pressed down on the first safety latch of the button labeled "EJECT".

At least twelve survival plans after the cabin ruptured at high altitude flashed through his mind, along with thirty-six tactical maneuvers to throw the two lawless magic-side individuals out.

"Wait! If we absolutely have to go somewhere, at least go to a location where I've already set the coordinates for a safe house."

He tried to drown out the golden resonance emanating from Xiu En with his rational voice.

However, whether they are gods of physics or magicians of magic, they are clearly the kind of people who speak louder than words when they are silent.

"It's too late, Bruce!"

Shuen's brighter form resembled a giant, fully charged battery, with golden particles bound together by some strange inverted spell into a flowing river of light.

Zatana's eyes suddenly lit up with starlight, and she gracefully pulled her hands to the sides like a conductor finishing a performance.

The aircraft cabin wall seemed to transform into a layer of melted stained glass, which then rolled inward, revealing a stable halo with a diameter of three meters.

A warm breeze carrying the fragrance of sea salt and tropical fruits wafts over you, along with the almost extravagant golden sunlight that only appears at midday in low-latitude regions.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks was clearly audible, and at the edge of the view, the silhouette of a mansion built on a cliff could be seen.

The aperture kept getting closer to the mansion.

"look?"

Zatana blew away the gunpowder smoke from her fingertips, and then her ever-amused gaze locked onto Bruce, who was stiffly pressing a button.

She turned slightly to the side, striking a standard stage bowing pose, but it looked more like an elegant invitation to dance.

"Sunshine, beaches, and before that damned Arkham Asylum."

Her red lips parted slightly, her tone light and cheerful, as if it could draw out the gloom in people's hearts.

"Compared to your gloomy safe houses, I think this is what true safety is, isn't it?"

"Bruce, sweetheart, since you've already skipped work, don't you want to have a date that transcends the universe?"

Xiu En was already whistling beside him, and the golden light and shadow once again peeked restlessly at the edge of the door, clearly giving the sun over there a very high rating.

"The ultraviolet radiation over there is top-notch."

Xiu En immediately added.

"And it looks like a lot of people are grilling meat."

Bruce looked at the scene on the other side of the portal.

The sunlight inside was so blinding that he wanted to put on sunglasses immediately.

But that peaceful, even overly comfortable atmosphere did cause his tense muscles to relax slightly.

His finger eventually left the eject button.

"Ah Fu".

He sighed, a kind of compromise after giving up on treatment.

"Prepare for landing. No, it seems we don't need to land. Since we don't need to land, let's treat this as a one-hour tactical reconnaissance exercise."