American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

"However, Barry also has his merits."

Barry immediately raised his head. This was Mr. Bruce's praise, so he had to listen carefully. He was inexplicably a little excited.

"What are the advantages?" Diana asked, somewhat curiously.

"Barry knows an incredibly powerful being, far more powerful than me, you, or even Superman!"

"More importantly, that powerful being made an agreement with Barry, allowing him to help Barry unconditionally once."

Superman, standing to the side, had a strange glint in his eyes (Damn it, Zhao). Stronger than him? I wonder if he can take a beating? He's never really fought with all his might before, always afraid of accidentally crushing his enemy to pieces.

Diana scoffed, "Leaving aside whether that so-called powerful being you mentioned is really stronger than me, what does his agreement with Barry have to do with me? I don't think it's tempting to me at all."

"Diana, even though you are a demigod, you still have regrets."

A fleeting hint of sadness crossed Diana's beautiful eyes: "Regret is something that even a true god, let alone a demigod, would not be without."

"Doubts do not mean they cannot be resolved."

Diana's expression instantly hardened as she stared intently at Bruce Wayne. The oppressive aura of a Valkyrie was palpable at that moment, and even Superman beside her became more serious.

This goddess named Diana looks remarkably like her!

"That powerful being you speak of can resolve my regrets?"

Bruce Wayne shrugged: "Faced with someone who can control time, manipulate space, set rules at will, destroy the world in one second, and reshape the planet in another, I don't think there's anything you can't do for him. The only problem is how to get him to do it."

Instantly, Diana and Superman both widened their eyes, staring at Bruce Wayne in shock.

Did you just say something terrifying?!

Controlling time? Dominating space? Setting rules? Destroying the world in a second and then reshaping it? Are these really things humans can do?

Chapter 151 What is Real? What is False?

As night fell, John Jones, who had worked all day, returned home.

As a police officer, especially in a world where superhuman events are so frequent, the level of danger is unimaginable.

However, John Jones remained unfazed, even though he had almost been killed by a superhuman that day.

John Jones took off his clothes, revealing a bloody wound on his shoulder. He glanced at the wound but didn't seem to care at all, as if he felt no pain whatsoever.

The next moment, with a casual wipe, the entire wound vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

After doing all that, he found a piece of gauze and wrapped the injured area tightly.

"Why bother~"

"What's the point of a strong person deliberately pretending to be weak, or even pretending to be attacked and injured by various weak creatures?"

John Jones's expression changed instantly. He quickly turned around and saw that there was now a very handsome young man sitting on the sofa that had originally belonged to him. He was holding a stack of documents that he had prepared not long ago and seemed to be flipping through them with great interest.

John Jones instantly became alert: "Who are you!"

As he spoke, he carefully retreated, and on a table not far from him was his holster.

Locke didn't look up, but his voice grew increasingly curious.

"When faced with danger, your first instinct is to grab a gun instead of using your own abilities. Are you Martians so reliant on external forces?"

"Or have you been completely assimilated by Earthlings and by your current profession?"

Upon hearing this, John Jones's expression changed completely. He stared intently at Locke, and a blue light began to flicker in his eyes.

However, in just a second, John Jones' face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He then clutched his head and let out an extremely painful roar.

Locke looked up and glanced at him: "You really are asking for trouble."

"It's okay to be curious, but don't be too curious about things you shouldn't be curious about."

This guy's mental power is really impressive, at least much stronger than the original White Queen and Professor X. He truly deserves to be called the top mental master in the DC universe.

It was precisely because this guy's mental strength was not bad that he got into trouble and almost killed himself.

Locke has a special shield on his body, an upgraded version of the life force, which completely conceals Locke's true nature, power, life level, spiritual power, and so on.

Without breaking through that barrier, Locke looks much like an ordinary person. But this guy suddenly made a move, and Locke didn't deliberately stop him, which led to this unlucky kid accidentally glimpsing some of Locke's true nature.

For a mortal to try to peek at a high-level god, especially a high-level god like Locke who can fight one-on-one, it's lucky if he doesn't die immediately.

God must not be looked at!

"Snap!" A snap of his fingers brought John Jones's nearly exploding brain to a stop. Although he was still covered in sweat, he was much better now.

"You, you, you must be a true god!"

Ordinary beings couldn't possibly be that powerful; it's just unknown whether they are old or new gods.

Locke remained noncommittal and did not answer his question: "John Jones, Martian Manhunter, my identity is not important. I am here only to make a deal with you."

"A deal? What deal? Someone as powerful as you, I have nothing left to offer you."

"The Equation of Life~" Locke casually uttered the words that made John Jones's expression change drastically.

"Huff, huff..."

A few seconds later, John Jones forced himself to suppress the horror in his heart.

"If you wish, please allow me to present the Equation of Life to you now."

"Okay~"

Having received permission, John Jones strode toward the corner, seemingly searching for something. However, the next moment, John Jones's figure suddenly became ethereal and unreal, and then he crashed into the wall and disappeared.

Only then did Locke raise his head, a smile playing on his lips: "The Formless State, a special talent of the Martian race, is quite interesting~"

Formless and shapeless, lacking any physical substance, it is somewhat similar to elementalization, and also somewhat like Obito's Kamui ability in Naruto.

Instead of chasing after them, Locke leisurely began fiddling with the coffee beans and coffee machine that were already on the table.

John Jones was moving quickly through the crowd, so fast that no one else noticed him at all.

At this moment, the speed he displayed was definitely not much less than Barry's Speed ​​Force.

Finally, after running for an unknown amount of time, and having left his original country, John Jones wiped the cold sweat from his brow: "I should have escaped by now."

He never expected to fight against that mysterious true god. Just one glance at the other party's true nature almost killed him. That kind of power was too terrifying, even more terrifying than the new gods of Apokolips.

As for whether he could compare to the Lord of Apocalypse, he didn't know and couldn't find out. In short, the level of danger seemed to him to be about the same.

Therefore, his only thought was to escape, and he was still somewhat confident in the Martians' super speed.

However, at that moment, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Why bother~"

The somewhat familiar voice sent a chill down John Jones's spine. He looked up in alarm and saw an ordinary man not far away, looking at him with a half-smile.

Although his face and temperament were different, and he looked just like an ordinary person, his expression and the feeling he exuded were absolutely that of the true god from before!

John Jones immediately took off running again. When he came across a river, he jumped in without hesitation, transforming into a fish and swimming at incredible speed.

He swam vigorously for what seemed like an eternity before finally stopping to rest.

Why bother, John Jones?

The familiar voice came again.

The fish above him let out a chilling smile from the corner of its mouth.

Moreover, the fish above, the coral below, the large fish in the distance, and even the stones in the river—whether living or dead—all simultaneously displayed eerie and chilling smiles.

"Why bother~"

"Why bother~"

"John Jones, why bother?"

The same language, the same tone, the same laughter—it was incredibly captivating, as if possessing a terrifying magic. At that moment, John Jones's head was about to explode.

Fear, anxiety, unease, incomprehension!

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

John Jones let out a agonizing, almost insane roar, and charged forward, soaring rapidly through the air.

However, before he could fly for long, a huge bird claw suddenly descended from the sky. Although it was just a bird claw, it gave John Jones a feeling of being able to cover the sky and the sun, and he could not stop it or resist it!

"No!"

With a defiant roar, John Jones instantly entered a formless state once more, becoming invisible and intangible. He evaded the grasp of the strange bird of unknown species and surged towards space.

He didn't know if his body could withstand the weightlessness of space, nor did he know if he could survive. He had only one thought in his mind.

escape!escape!escape!

Escape that terrifying being!

Escape this terrible world! Escape this planet!

Just leave, just leave!

rush!rush!rush!

Finally, John Jones successfully broke free of Earth and continued his journey into outer space!

He even saw a planet, he didn't know if it was the moon or some other planet. He rushed over, and as long as he got away from Earth, he would be safe!

Finally, John Jones rushed onto the barren planet and collapsed near a mountain. Whether from exhaustion or some other reason, he was breathing heavily, his heart pounding wildly.

Finally, after a very long time, John Jones's breathing became much calmer, and he began to look around.

"Strange, what kind of planet is this? The moon? The moon is so close to Earth?"

“Wait a minute…” John Jones’s expression suddenly turned a little strange, and he took a few deep breaths.

"Strange, why does it taste like coffee?"

As a Martian with virtually no weaknesses, his sense of smell was also quite good. John Jones sniffed around, following his sense of smell, and his expression grew increasingly strange.

"Strange, strange, why does it smell like coffee everywhere?"

It's on the ground, on the mountains, everywhere, as if the entire planet is filled with the aroma of coffee.

"And why does this taste so much like the coffee beans I just bought?"

"Have you had enough fun?"

Suddenly, a huge face, a face many times larger than a planet, appeared in John Jones's line of sight, and John Jones's face instantly turned deathly pale.

Even though we've already escaped the planet, why can't we escape again?

The next moment, the entire planet began to spin, spinning at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant, it threw John Jones away.

With a thud, John Jones fell to the ground, looking up blankly.

Familiar ceiling.

My gaze shifted to the familiar room, the familiar table and cabinets, everything was familiar.

This is, in fact, his home!

But why? Didn't it already fly out of Earth?

Almost instinctively, John Jones looked at Locke, and in that instant, his eyes narrowed sharply.

At that moment, Locke was fiddling with his coffee machine and his coffee beans.

I remembered that strange planet from before, and that strange yet familiar coffee smell.

"Gulp..." John Jones swallowed hard a few times.

"So, everything before was just an illusion?"

"Or, after all that running around, I was just aimlessly chasing after those few coffee beans?"

The latter possibility was clearly more outrageous, but for some reason, John Jones felt that the latter possibility was more likely!

"Why don't I understand? Have you deceived my senses? Or is there some other reason?"

“Reasons? Reasons? Do those even matter?” Locke looked up at him.

"What is true and what is false? If I say it's true, then it's true; if I say it's false, then it's false!"

"Your escape is real, your actions are real, but I deny the result of your escape as false. Therefore, the harder you try and the farther you run, the closer you get to me. Do you understand?"