American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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As the giant of light closed his hands, the white sun began to shrink inward.

The light, like the receding tide, surged back to that one singularity.

Finally, the light faded.

The platinum giant also vanished without a trace.

A golden figure reappeared in outer space.

It is Xiu En.

He was still wearing that black trench coat embroidered with stars.

He gazed at the octahedral black crystal in his palm.

The emerald green vine bracelet on his wrist unfurled again, transforming into a small, pale yellow sunflower, which returned to his shoulder.

Xiu En casually stuffed the death crystal, which represented black, into his pocket.

He was about to turn around and tell Bruce to finish work and go home to eat the triple cookie.

However, at that moment...

He felt a slight rustling in his pocket.

A tiny, black, sticky thing cautiously poked its little black head out from the edge of his trench coat pocket.

It's that little black symbiote that I casually picked up from the roots of the World Tree.

Xiao Hei looked at the pocket that Xiu En had just put into the crystal.

It trembled with excitement.

A feeling of intense longing was conveyed to me.

It wants to touch that thing.

That thing seemed to it to be the most delicious and nourishing dark cuisine in the world.

"Um?"

Xiu En raised an eyebrow, sensing what the little thing was thinking.

He took the black crystal out of his pocket again and waved it in front of Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's body immediately lunged forward like a kitten that had spotted a ball of yarn!

Its sticky body stretched out and transformed into countless black threads, about to wrap around the crystal.

But Xiu's hand speed was even faster.

He flipped his wrist and dodged Xiao Hei's attack.

Then, a slightly bored and mischievous smile appeared on his face.

He wrapped one end of a golden thread, formed from condensed golden energy, around Xiao Hei's soft body, and the other end around his finger.

then……

He flicked his wrist.

Little Black was just like that, thrown out by him as if it were a black, deformable yo-yo!

"Goo-gi—?!"

Little Black let out a terrified scream, its body stretched into a long, black noodle. It was probably complaining about being used as a yo-yo again.

"It's quite bouncy."

Xiu En flicked his wrist again, retrieving it. He watched as Xiao Hei curled up into a ball again, trembling in his palm, and commented.

He played with it for a couple of times, then threw it away.

Retrieve it, then throw it out again.

"This is so boring."

Xiu En was getting tired of it.

He tore off the gold thread, stuffed the black jelly that was already questioning its existence back into his pocket, and patted it to make it behave.

He turned his head and looked down at the planet below, which was reborn under the white light, sprouting new shoots.

everything is over.

He resolved a crisis that could have destroyed the universe.

But he felt no joy or excitement.

Even the feeling of hunger became very faint.

It's like after experiencing an overly lavish state banquet, the hot dogs on the street seem utterly tasteless.

"Xiu En".

Just as Xiu En was feeling bored due to the emptiness, a stern voice sounded from his shoulder.

It's Sunflower Ivy.

"What's wrong?"

Xiu En asked absentmindedly.

The sunflower spun a leaf and flicked the back of his head.

"Your humanity has been almost completely burned away by that pathetic fire of yours!"

The leaf landed on the back of my head, cool and crisp.

Xiu En touched the spot where he had been slapped, then turned his head. His pure golden eyes calmly looked at the sunflower on his shoulder, which was trembling slightly with worry and anger.

Then, he cleared his throat, feigning seriousness.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Ivy?"

His voice sounded like he was reciting lines he himself didn't understand.

"My humanity is perfectly fine."

"I know that canned yellow peaches sold in supermarkets usually have a shelf life of fifteen months, and some have a shelf life of twenty-four months, depending on their sugar content and sealing process."

"I also know that it's best to drink a bottle of Coke within 24 hours of opening it. After that time, the carbon dioxide will escape, and the taste will become very bad."

He paused for a moment, as if recalling the next piece of common sense.

The sunflower on the shoulder covered its flower head.

The sunflowers look a bit too bad to look at.

"Look."

Xiu En seemed oblivious to Ivy's emotions and continued his stiff performance.

"Everyone, including that black ball just now, likes to set an expiration date for everything. Food has an expiration date, happiness has an expiration date, even life itself has an end. How boring is that?"

"So today is Crazy Thursday, V me 50!"

then.

Xiu En awaited the arrival of that emotion that should have been present: amusement.

Ok

Nothing happened.

His lips did not curve upwards.

His chest did not vibrate.

His eyes were completely calm.

Even the symbiotic creature, Little Black, which he used as a yo-yo, made a questioning sound in his pocket.

It was as if asking a question.

"What is he doing?"

"..."

Xiu En lowered the hand that had been making a V-sign.

He realized it.

He really couldn't laugh anymore.

"All right."

Xiu En looked at the sunflower on his shoulder, which had already put down its leaves and was looking at him with a complex expression that mixed worry, heartache, and "See, I told you so."

"you're right."

He readily acknowledged his condition.

His current attitude is actually more humane than his clumsy performance just now.

He reached out and touched his heart.

"I feel like there's a hollow space here."

"Everything tastes the same. Every battle looks like a game. Even when so many people turned into stars in front of me, I just think the painting was beautiful."

That's all.

"I think I'm a little broken."

Ivy stretched out a leaf, but this time she didn't whip him. Instead, she gently pressed it against his cheek.

Xiu En turned his head and rubbed against the leaf, a look of dependence appearing in his golden eyes.

Xiu En knew that Ivy didn't like him the way he was now, and he himself knew that he shouldn't like himself the way he was now.

That's enough.

Xiu En's gaze pierced through endless dimensions, looking towards his vibrant home, the Xi Mu Realm, which awaited his return.

"Looks like it's time for this clone of mine, who's been having so much fun outside, to go back and report to my main body."

Xiu En turned his gaze back to the planet below that was slowly recovering.

He transmitted a simple connection to Bruce on the ground through the Sun Ring.

"I've got it sorted out."

After a brief silence: "Received it. However, my data is abnormal, so I can't assess the final result. How are you doing?"

"This isn't good. I have to go back later. I'll leave this to you to clean up; let's talk about it in person."

"I understand, rest is necessary."

The next second, Shuen hovered next to Bruce.

The throne, which was originally bound by black hands, has long since turned to dust, leaving only a huge charred mark on the ground.

Bruce stood right next to the mark.

Several other figures stood beside him.

The figures were wearing different suits of armor, but all with a bat theme.

Some are as heavy as armor, some as light as cloth, and some even have a touch of ancient steampunk style.

But they all have one thing in common.

That is, beneath the mask, they all have a resolute chin almost identical to Bruce Wayne's.

When they saw Hughes arrive, they simply cast scrutinizing glances at him silently, and no one spoke.

An oppressive feeling, a mixture of countless Plan Bs and backup plans, enveloped the hilltop.

However, at this moment, Shuen had no interest in this at all.

He simply focused his gaze on the only Bruce he knew.

"Is it completely resolved?"

Bruce looked at Shum and asked.

"Not even ashes remained, and consciousness was completely worn away."

Xiu calmly stated the facts, then took the octahedral black crystal from his pocket and threw it over.

"These are the remaining samples; you can study them yourselves."

Bruce caught the crystal.

His hand trembled uncontrollably the moment he touched the crystal.

Even though the concept of death was sealed away, it still made him feel cold.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Bruce carefully placed the crystal into a specially made lead box and looked at Shuen as he spoke.

"Of course."

After he finished speaking, he looked around.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now."

"Wait a moment."

Bruce called out to him.

"Um?"

"Afu prepared three times the amount of cookies."

Xiu En nodded in understanding.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "Do you need me to open a door for you? To get back to our Earth."

Xiuen's meaning is clear: he can offer a free ride-sharing service.

Bruce shook his head.

"Need not."

He glanced at the several versions of himself from different universes beside him.

"We have our own way of going home."

Xiu En nodded.

"Little Flower, time to go home."

The sunflower stretched out a leaf and gently touched his cheek in agreement.

Xiu En did not linger.

He reached out and made a light swipe.

A golden portal appeared.

On the other side of the door is a sunny backyard garden filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Xiu En lifted his foot, about to step inside.

"Xiu En".

Bruce's voice came from behind him.

Xiu En stopped in his tracks.

"Thank you this time."

Xiu En waved his hand behind him to indicate that he understood.

Then he stepped into the golden portal.