American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Wow!

While everyone was amazed by the efficiency of the security measures.

Barry Allen is always the fastest to react.

In a flash, he appeared next to the cleaned purple fungal carpet, squatted down, and curiously poked at the remaining, rapidly dissipating ice fragments on the ground.

"I definitely saw it! That purple one, the one that popped up with a bang, wasn't it mimicking some kind of mushroom? And it was instantaneous, no coffee beans needed! Wow, that's so cool!"

"And another thing! That final volley of ice peas, isn't that a homage to the classic full-screen ultimate move from Plants vs. Zombies? No, no, no, that's not right. It's more like multiple ice peas firing at the same time... My God, you call this a security system? This is clearly a real-life Plants vs. Zombies!"

His face beamed with the joy of having found a kindred spirit.

Only one person present could completely keep up with his leaps of thought.

"More or less."

Xiu En also wore a "you know what I mean" expression on his face. He put his hands behind his back, like a producer introducing his own design at a product launch.

"To be precise, those purple plants are scientifically known as Demon-Devouring Flame Mushrooms. They are fueled by the free magic of this world, making them even more powerful, and they also have a built-in tracking effect."

He pointed to the top of the World Tree.

"Those pea shooters, their full name is Light Energy/Frost/Multi-Select Switchable Sentry Turret! Okay, let's just call them Pea Cannons. Their single-target rate of fire and power are just so-so."

"But the advantage is that it is low-cost and can be mass-produced indefinitely, overwhelming the enemy with sheer numbers."

The other members of the Justice League listened to this conversation, and to the two who had never played the game, it felt like they were listening to two aliens exchanging encrypted codes that only they could understand.

What mushrooms, what peas, what game?

Barry rubbed his hands together excitedly

"So, you designed this?!"

"I provided the inspiration; I'm just a product manager."

Xiu En said this with an air of seriousness, then pointed to Ivy next to him.

"She is the real genius programmer and art director who can turn PowerPoint presentations into reality. In her initial vision, the defense system only had two units: carnivorous plants and vines. It was simple, brutal, and plentiful, but it was too inefficient at clearing out small units, and it wasn't very visually appealing either."

Upon hearing Xiu's words, the members of the Justice League couldn't help but turn their gazes to Ivy beside them.

They could hardly imagine that this woman, who looked as elegant and beautiful as a goddess of nature, had such a childlike mindset when designing defense systems.

Ivy looked at Xiu En.

She didn't speak until Xiu En finished.

"I'm not interested in your childish entertainment made up of pixels and code."

"The forms of those plants are simply the optimal solution derived from tens of thousands of biological simulations of evolution, based on the ecological balance and energy cycle efficiency of the Ximu Realm."

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Of course. If this optimal solution happens to cater to certain aesthetic preferences from a certain perspective, then it only proves that my aesthetic preferences have cross-species universality."

Xiu En could read her true feelings from her smile.

She was very happy.

So happy that even the sharp quills that always stood up to protect themselves softened and turned into soft, ticklish fur.

Seeing Ivy like this, Xiu En inexplicably felt his mood improve as well.

Keeping your partner and top programmer happy is essential for maintaining the stable and efficient operation of the project team.

Just as Xiu En and Ivy were enjoying this unspoken understanding because of their small design achievement.

An untimely, but absolutely impossible-to-ignore voice interrupted them.

"data."

Bruce's gaze had been fixed on that automated defense process ever since the beginning.

His gaze shifted to Ivy.

"I need the energy consumption, growth cycle, attack range, target locking logic, and most importantly, the data link of their symbiotic relationship with the entire Ximu Realm ecosystem of these sentry units."

"I need a sample that can be used for a control experiment."

Bruce added another sentence.

"Including their DNA sequence, cell structure, and reproductive methods. I want to know their energy conversion rate."

Barry was still basking in the joy of finding a gaming partner, while Diana and Clark were still marveling at the beauty and wonder of the Dawnwood Realm.

Bruce Wayne, on the other hand, couldn't wait to put this newly born world under his microscope and analyze it thoroughly, piece by piece, inside and out.

Bruce finished speaking.

Ivy's eyes narrowed slightly.

She quietly scrutinized her childhood friend, whose spirit seemed to have turned into that of a bat once again.

After a while, she raised her chin.

"Your request is granted."

"there."

She pointed to a relatively barren patch of black soil next to the temporary camp under the World Tree.

"That area that has not yet been fully corrupted by my power. I grant you supreme authority over that land; you are free to collect samples of any soil, plants, or even those foolish energy creatures."

"At the same time, I will open up part of my data network to you, and you can access non-core data such as the growth cycle and energy cycle of these basic defense plants at any time."

With a gentle tap in the air, a green light contract instantly formed and floated in front of Bruce.

"You are responsible for the proper disposal of all waste generated from your experiments. Furthermore, you must unconditionally share all your research findings, including the highest-level copies."

"If you agree, then sign it."

This is an agreement that is so equal that it could even be described as generous.

What she provided was a top-of-the-line laboratory with unlimited potential, unlimited energy, and autonomous defense.

All she asked for was the research findings.

Bruce tapped his wrist computer, and a seal representing Wayne Enterprises was imprinted on the green contract.

An agreement has been reached.

"very good."

After confirming the contract was in effect, Bruce immediately went into work mode.

"The quarantine zone will be sealed off using three layers of physical barriers and an energy shield. The first phase of the project will focus on analyzing the biological habits and basic survival needs of these indigenous peoples, including their food, water, and energy sources."

As he spoke, he constructed a preliminary model of an isolation zone on the screen.

But soon, he encountered a bottleneck.

"The trouble is..."

Bruce frowned and looked at the group of natives with blank stares.

"Life in different worlds requires completely different elements for survival. The pure life energy of your Ximu Realm may be as deadly to them as pure water is to deep-sea fish that need salt. Building a simulated ecosystem for each race is too costly and inefficient."

Bruce closed the model in front of him and brought up a completely different database marked as top secret, Z-FileΩ.

"I obtained a very interesting theory from another independent intelligence source."

He looked at Xiu En and Ivy, his tone becoming more serious than ever before.

"That document mentions that there exists an energy system called the emotional spectrum in this universe."

"Emotional spectrum?"

Xiu En repeated the new word, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I seem to vaguely remember Xiu En.

spectrum?

Isn't this just light of multiple colors?

Does a variety of colors mean a variety of flavors?

"Yes."

"According to the comic books I read over there, cough, I mean the information, each emotion corresponds to a different color of energy."

"For example, a green light represents will, a yellow light symbolizes fear, a red light represents anger, and a blue light represents hope..."

"My idea is that since these natives cannot adapt to the pure energy of the Ximu Realm, why not collect the entire spectrum and synthesize white lamps? White lamps should solve this problem, and they will also be beneficial for your construction of this new world."

Xiu En thought for a moment.

It seems like it might actually work!

"Seven flavors of rainbow candy?!"

Xiu En's words almost caused everyone present to break down.

Barry was trying not to laugh.

Diana held her forehead.

Clark looked at his friend helplessly, thinking that only Bruce could keep up with this guy's way of thinking.

"If classified by color, there are indeed seven types."

Bruce nodded affirmatively at Hugh.

"good!"

"I'm submitting this proposal! Bruce, you're a genius!"

He looked at Ivy: "Ivy, what do you think? Using different emotions as fertilizer, wouldn't you be able to grow flowers with different flavors?!"

Seeing Xiu En's eager expression, Ivy knew that his appetite had been whetted again.

Using emotional energy to nourish plants?

This is indeed a very tempting topic.

"You just need to tell me."

Hugh was already impatient; he rubbed his hands together and asked Bruce.

"Our first stop: where should we eat? Should we get the green one, or that stimulating yellow one that looks like popping candy?"

Bruce, accustomed to Shum's style, began to explain his plans.

"The first step we need is a stable, controllable, and complete sample of data to build our basic energy model. So, I suggest we start with the easiest to obtain, and currently the only energy we can access, Green Lantern energy. There's a Green Lantern beast at Green Lantern headquarters; we can go and study it first."

After he finished speaking, his gaze fell on the man among the Justice League members who had been leaning against the trunk of the World Tree with his hands in his pockets since the beginning.

Hal Jordan.

The guardian of sector 2814, the most famous Green Lantern on Earth.

"etc……"

Hal frowned, glancing first at Bruce and then at Shum, his face filled with incomprehensible confusion.

"You're discussing a plan to collect 'green light' energy right in front of me?"

He looked at Bruce with the eyes of someone looking at an alien.

"And what's more, the emotional spectrum? Seven colors? Anger? Hope? Good heavens, Bruce, I've flown hundreds of thousands of light-years with this thing, fought hundreds of the weirdest bastards in the universe, and I've never heard of this theory except for fear. Where did you get all this information? Is this some kind of bedtime story that Alfred told you in your dreams?"

He looked at Bruce with the eyes of someone looking at an alien.

"And what's more, the emotional spectrum? Seven colors? Anger? Hope? Good heavens, Bruce, I've flown hundreds of thousands of light-years with this thing, fought hundreds of the weirdest bastards in the universe, and I've never heard of this theory except for fear. Where did you get all this information? Is this some kind of bedtime story that Alfred told you in your dreams?"

Diana and Clark were fine; they were used to Bruce always knowing things that others didn't.

Barry Allen, having gained Bruce's trust, had also visited the Marvel universe a few times to resolve some minor troubles, so he knew more.

At this moment, he was like a student who couldn't hold back his laughter but dared not laugh. He forced himself to vibrate his vocal cords with the speed force so that the sound he made would sound like an ordinary cough.

He felt that if he told Hal that his new theory was probably something Bruce had read in a comic book that the other universe was following, Hal might immediately take off his ring and smash it in Bruce's face.

"My intelligence sources are outside the scope of what you need to know, Jordan."

"All I need to know is whether you, as a member of the Justice League and a potential beneficiary of this report, are willing to provide assistance."

He was referring to the Bruce Reservation project.

Clearly, the final research results of this project will also be used to improve the Earth's environment.

This is a calculated move that Hal, as the guardian of Earth, cannot refuse.

"That's not fair, Bruce!"

Hal spread his hands and protested loudly.

"It's like a complete novice suddenly walking into my cockpit and trying to teach me how to fly a plane!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his attention to Xiu En.

"And you! Don't tell me you actually believed his nonsense! I'm a professional when it comes to Lanternmen!"

Hal pointed to the green light symbol on his chest, with an expression that said, "I'm the real deal."

I believe you.

Xiu En's answer was concise, straightforward, and self-assured.

Hal was speechless for a long time after hearing his answer.

Why?

He pressed for an answer.

"Because it sounds delicious."

"Seven flavors sounds more exciting than just one. And Bruce said so. If he says it's delicious, then it must be better than this green energy bar you have now."

"Okay, okay, I give up."

Hal surrendered.

He realized that he couldn't reason with this group of strange people.

One treats mythology as scientific research, the other treats the laws of the universe as a menu.

He felt that he was the abnormal one.

"I'll help."

He sighed, like an employee forced to work overtime.

"But there's one thing I have to do the whole time. I need to figure out what secrets this ring holds that I don't know about. And I need to make sure you don't actually eat the central energy battery as a midnight snack."

"make a deal."

As Xiu En spoke, a figure that looked exactly like him walked out from behind him.

A powerful projection of the sun, Shuen, and a small sunflower hanging on his shoulder.

Shuen's clone looked at Hal Jordan with the same gaze one would give a cucumber of exceptional quality.

"So, esteemed Green Light Energy Guide, where should we begin?"

Xiu En's clone grinned.

"Should we go to your company headquarters and cause a scene, or start by sampling your colleagues?"

Hal Jordan looked at the eager, golden bastard in front of him and felt that his career as a cosmic policeman was about to enter its most troublesome chapter.