American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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For some time after the Qingdi Festival ended.

Under the joint management of Ivy and Xiuen, two competent administrators, Ximu Realm has evolved from a wild and untamed place into a vibrant and almost luxurious land of miracles.

To celebrate the successful completion of the first phase of infrastructure construction, Shum, adhering to his principle of always showing off his new toys, sent out housewarming party invitations to all his friends in the Justice League.

So, on a sunny afternoon in Gotham, a golden portal opened on the lawn of Wayne Manor, and several of Earth's top superhumans emerged from it with varying expressions.

"Oh My God!"

The first to speak was Barry Allen. He had only stepped into the Ximu Realm, but he felt every cell in his body immersed in high-purity life energy. He was so excited that he almost ran around the world to celebrate.

Diana looked up at the golden sun in the sky, which was the manifestation of Shuen, and the World Tree in the distance whose canopy reached the clouds and covered the entire earth. Her eyes, which were used to seeing the miracles of Olympus, revealed undisguised shock.

"This place is closer to the origin of life than any other divine realm I have ever seen."

Clark, the son of Krypton born of sunlight, felt it even more directly.

He closed his eyes, opened his arms, and absorbed the unparalleled light and life force contained in every inch of the air in this world.

He opened his eyes and smiled at Bruce beside him.

"I feel like if I stayed here for a week, I might be able to blow a planet away."

Bruce glanced at him but didn't say anything; he simply looked down at his feet.

There was strange moss under his feet that emitted a faint glow with his footsteps.

He crouched down, picked up a small amount with his fingers, and then activated the all-around scanning and analysis function of the miniature device on his wrist.

For bats, even the most amazing sights can ultimately be reduced to data.

"How is it? How is it? Isn't my house amazing!"

Xiu En's true form greeted him with a smug look on his face.

Beside him, Ivy also transformed into a normal human form. Although there was a hint of reserve in her eyes, the smile on her lips betrayed her joy.

"This is a miracle, Shuen."

Diana exclaimed in genuine admiration.

However, just as everyone was immersed in the awe brought by this creation miracle, some discordant scenes entered their field of vision.

In the distance, under the shade of the World Tree, lies a temporary camp enclosed by countless clones of Shuen and Sunflower.

A group of emaciated creatures with numb eyes gathered together.

They have all sorts of strange appearances.

Some had arthropods, some were covered in scales, but without exception, they all exuded a desolate and lifeless aura belonging to the Crimson Dimension that was out of place in this vibrant world.

Dozens of identical Shuen clones are registering them and attempting to send them back to their respective homeworlds one by one through miniature portals connecting different universes.

"The three-armed lizardman has requested to return home. I sensed it. Hmm, rejected. This universe collapsed on its own 72 days ago due to entropy depletion."

"Next, a unicorn worm descendant, cosmic coordinates unknown, presumably fallen into the dark matter sea. Request to return home rejected."

"Next!"

Meanwhile, numerous sunflower clones were trying their best to soothe the panicked and agitated natives who were disoriented and unable to find their home, using various glowing fruits and pure nectar. But the effect was minimal.

Some of those creatures are unable to consume any products from the Ximu Realm.

This land, brimming with hope and life, is a painfully beautiful hell for these different species.

"What are those?"

Aquaman looked at the strange creatures and asked curiously.

Xiu En explained, "It's the leftover construction debris. When you demolish and rebuild an unfinished building, there will always be some holdouts who can't be demolished and construction waste that can't be cleaned up."

Ivy scoffed, "I prefer to call them invasive species, or long-legged weeds. Their negative energy is constantly polluting my soil."

She glanced at the creatures with disdain.

"And they're so ugly that they seriously affect the overall aesthetics of my world."

"So how did you solve it?"

Clark asked hesitantly.

"That's the problem."

Xiu En shrugged, his face showing an expression that this was too troublesome.

"I've tried everything. I've been trying to find them homes, but my clone has only successfully matched less than three percent of the targets so far. The rest either don't have a home anymore, or the coordinates are too far away and have become invalid."

Ivy added, "I suggested recycling it all and turning it into fertilizer. That would be best for my soil."

The phrase "deducting merit" is clearly a repetition of the system's prompt regarding cultivating virtue.

Bruce stopped scanning.

He felt he probably knew the real purpose behind the housewarming party.

Sure enough, the next second, Xiu En and Ivy's eyes simultaneously fell on Bruce, as if they had seen a savior.

That gaze was so intense that even Clark, standing next to him, felt a little uncomfortable.

"Bruce!"

Shuen grabbed Bruce's shoulder.

"You're the expert!"

"Um?"

Bruce had a knowing look on his face.

Xiu En looked at Bruce with the same eyes one would give a top student.

"What kind of sociology? Demography? Refugee resettlement? Civilization planning? Aren't you the expert on all of these?!"

"This matter is entrusted to you! You definitely have a way to handle it, right?"

Ivy chimed in, "That's right. As long as you can come up with a solution that allows them to live with dignity without polluting my flowers and plants."

The sun and plants have only one purpose.

Shifting the blame!

Faced with these two gods who possess the power of creation, yet are helpless against the byproducts of their creation, and even too lazy to think of a solution.

Barry was suppressing a laugh, his shoulders twitching.

Clark looked at Bruce with a sympathetic gaze, as if to say: You've had a tough time, brother.

Bruce, an ordinary man among ordinary men, after hearing about this mess, simply pulled up preliminary analysis data on the indigenous people.

"First, I need their detailed family tree, energy requirement report, social structure analysis, and psychological assessment. Without data, any plan is just empty talk."

At this moment, a mortal officially accepted the ultimate commission from the sun and plants regarding the restart of civilization.

After Bruce calmly accepted this terrifying civilization restart project, Shum kindly provided an important after-sales supplement to ease the psychological burden on his star partner.

"Oh, right, let me mention this first."

He pointed to the natives in the distance, who were surrounded by the clones and looked numb, and said to Bruce.

Bruce looked up, waiting for him to continue.

"They are more like batteries. They were captured from their respective worlds by their former masters in this dimension and are bio-generators that provide negative emotional energy. The only thing they can do is feel pain and despair because they miss their homeland. Other than that, they are basically harmless."

Diana looked at the grotesque creatures, some of which were even drooling, with disbelief.

"You mean, these are all civilians?"

"That's one way to understand it."

Xiu En nodded.

"Those truly evil creatures, whose souls are rotten to the core because of their numerous misdeeds, were either burned to ashes by my fire during the previous ritual, or they are still hiding in some strange, damp, and smelly corners of this world where the sun doesn't reach."

"But don't worry, there aren't many."

Xiu En raised his hand and pointed to a particularly deep and dark corner under the huge shade of the World Tree.

The place was covered with a thick carpet of fungi, which was out of place with the vibrant atmosphere of other places.

"See that over there? Surrounded by absolute light and the breath of life, there will always be some blind fool hiding there, driven mad by hunger, who will choose to take a risk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the deep purple fungal carpet arched up!

More than a dozen ferocious tentacles, like giant pythons, emerged menacingly from the ground!

At the tips of those tentacles were mouthparts covered with fine, sharp teeth, just like those of a lamprey!

As soon as they appeared, they pounced on the weakest natives in the camp, trying to harvest the fear they exuded through intimidation.

They were absolutely starving.

"Oh ho, here it comes."

Barry instinctively moved his arms and legs, preparing to rush forward.

Superman's heat vision was already brewing in his eyes.

But Xiu En and Ivy didn't move an inch; their expressions could even be described as indifferent.

Shuen waved to Barry.

"Don't rush, let the professionals handle it."

The accident happened the very first second those tentacle monsters emerged from the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ground around the tentacle monster also exploded!

A dozen giant plants, resembling turrets and entirely purple, burst forth from the ground!

Their flower buds opened like cannon barrels, giving the opponent no time to react, before spraying out rows of seeds burning with eerie green flames!

"Awooo—!"

The tentacle monster let out a painful roar, trying to retreat into the ground. But its escape route had already been cut off.

Behind it, a wall of nuts, made up of countless plants that looked like giant potatoes, rose up and blocked its retreat.

Directly above it, dozens of plants, resembling giant peas, had poked their heads out from between the branches, their mouths filled with icy blue vapor.

The Frost Archers fired simultaneously, and the dense jets of frost instantly froze the struggling tentacles into ice sculptures!

Directly above it, dozens of plants, resembling giant peas, had poked their heads out from between the branches, their mouths filled with icy blue vapor.

The Frost Archers fired simultaneously, and the dense jets of frost instantly froze the struggling tentacles into ice sculptures!

Finally, a row of seemingly ordinary but enormous man-eating plants leaped out of the ground with their gaping maws open, launching a final clearing of the frozen popsicles.

"Snap! Snap!"

Those dozen or so tentacled monsters that had been so arrogant just moments before were devoured in less than ten seconds, leaving not a trace behind.

The carnivorous plants let out a satisfied burp, then contentedly burrowed back into the ground as if nothing had happened.

Tranquility returned to the corner of the Ximu Realm, leaving only the fungal carpet, which had just experienced a fierce battle, in a state of disarray, as if it had been plowed.

Beneath the World Tree, a Xiu En clone peeked out, glanced in the direction from which the tentacles had emerged, and then made a note in the logbook: "Level 3 contamination source detected in the creep area, automatically cleared. Next."

Then, he continued to bury himself in dealing with the trivial matters of the refugees returning home.

Barry Allen's mouth dropped open.

Clark's sharp gaze turned to astonishment.

He felt that even if he handled it himself, the efficiency would probably be limited.

"It's an eye-opener."

Diana's assessment was the most apt; her gaze was as if she were looking at a well-trained and perfectly coordinated Amazonian army.

"These plants...do they possess their own combat logic and synergy?"

I guess so.

Ivy spoke, her tone filled with pride for her children and satisfaction at the cleanup of the trash.

"You can consider the entire Ximu Realm as my garden. Any pests that attempt to disrupt the ecological balance without my permission will be detected immediately, and the most efficient cleanup program will be automatically activated."

Xiu En added from the side, "Moreover, different plants are responsible for different processes. Some are the main damage dealers, some are for control and tanking, and some are specifically responsible for finishing off the plants and preventing environmental pollution. It's fully automated, green and pollution-free, and even has the ability to reproduce on its own. It's much more reliable than my clones that are always thinking about eating my cookies."

Upon hearing this, Bruce immediately began jotting something down on his wrist computer.

An experimental environment with autonomous defenses, virtually unlimited energy, and the ability to self-repair...

For a scientist, a strategist, and a control freak.

Is there a more perfect place for collaboration in this world?