Fantasy World Transmigration

The remaining electronic eyes of Cyborg's corpse suddenly projected a screen of light in front of the Justice League. A line of cursors flickered on the screen. The cursor quickly slid and coded a line of text: "Superman, I want to play a game with you!"

"A game about justice."

"Justice is a great choice and a road of thorns. You keep saying that it is to implement justice, so let us wait and see!" The line of text slowly said: "Gotham is a famously depraved city. Here Full of killing, crime and darkness, some of you swore to bring justice to them, but now it's just getting more and more chaotic."

"Do you think it's just that you hand over the power of adjudication to law enforcement agencies despite their incompetence and corruption?"

"This is shirking responsibility... This time, I want you to truly take responsibility. Make a choice... Difficult, painful, heartbreaking choices to implement your own justice."

"Superman, you fight crime all the time and keep people from being victimized, but there's a fundamental problem...with so many people being victimized at all times, how do you choose which one to save? In two different places , when someone’s life is hanging by a thread, who are you going to help? How do you make this decision.”

"You knew early on that you couldn't stop all crime, even though you could. But you decided to just do what you could because...you feared the choice."

"Now, there is a choice."

"Gotham is facing a crime..." The picture of Gotham suddenly jumped out of the light screen, and all the screens on Gotham Street, including the night sky above, projected the current picture of Superman and the others, and Superman looked at the scene in the light screen The picture, and saw himself from the picture, apparently that person was shooting them through the electronic eyes left behind by the explosion of the steel frame.

There is also a split screen next to it to display the picture in the light screen.

"Everyone in Gotham, raise your right arm..."

The subtitles on the light screen said slowly,

The people of Gotham, including the criminals who are preparing to rob on the street, the various gangs that are active, and all the people in this crime capital, most of them have lifted the sleeves of their right arms.

Now every screen in Gotham, TV, computer, electronic screen, including the sky above the head, is broadcasting the current scene live.

The live broadcast of these people with their sleeves rolled up suddenly appeared on the screen. They included employees of the Wayne Group who were working overtime, poorly dressed gangsters, Gotham’s big brother Penguin, and even Bruce Wayne’s The old butler... Alfred, there is a line of black blood on their arms.

"Don't doubt, this is what I did. You are all infected with a biochemical virus, which will turn you into this..." A picture of the metropolis appeared on the screen. In the financial center of the metropolis, a A financial executive who was working overtime, he was concentrating on studying the black line that appeared inexplicably on his arm.

It can be seen that the black thread has run through his entire arm.

At this time, the black line reached the top, and the financial executive twitched violently, and then suddenly bit the people around him. He turned into a zombie who only knew how to eat flesh and blood. The camera zoomed out to the panoramic view of the metropolis. See, although not the entire metropolis, but the entire financial center, there are zombies everywhere rushing towards the crowd.

Fortunately, Superman doesn't have to think about going to the rescue now, because the infection is spreading far faster than anyone imagined.

Soon, no living people could be seen in the camera!

Superman was furious and wanted to rush over to stop everything, but the words behind the subtitles calmed him down temporarily.

"In order to prevent you from having unnecessary illusions, and to prove our importance and credibility to this game, I made a demonstration with 200,000 people in the Metropolis... Let you believe that I am completely inhuman, and at the same time strengthen your confidence to continue playing .” That line of text said: “Don’t wonder why the virus has blood lines… because this is a custom function.”

"Some of you should have seen that at the speed at which the blood line is extending, there are only about twenty minutes left. What happens here will happen in the entire Gotham City."

"I just released the virus-activating pheromones at the Met thirty minutes in the morning."

"Of course, I won't let Superman choose between Metropolis and Gotham to save... Barry, don't run away! You will never catch up... You will always be one step behind, this is the speed force's imprisonment for you... Back Up to the preface, I will not make you choose between two equally difficult choices, because I already know your choice."

"You pick one at random."

"So, I only let you make a choice, a crime that is about to happen and a comrade in arms of the Justice League. The sonic boom channel opened by the grid just now leads to the phantom zone in the universe, a very dangerous place that is almost equal to death But fortunately, now you can still open the boom channel in time, and one step later, the mother box will automatically delete the coordinates of the channel just opened."

"Opening and continuing the channel requires powerful energy. The only option you have now is Superman's heat ray, but only Superman can rush to Gotham in time to stop a crime that is happening."

The text paused, and then wrote: "Next is you! Gotham people... The camera suddenly shifted to the highest floor of the building where Wayne Enterprises is located, where there are two cans and an atomizer, and the cans are A black man and a white woman.

"I transplanted the detoxified vaccine into the bone marrow of both of them in the form of genetic code."

"Their blood is the serum that is immune to the virus. The black man's body is the serum that relieves the attack of the virus and can only protect you for 24 hours. The white wife's body is the serum that is completely immune to the virus. .The jar is equipped with a device to extract the serum material and make a vaccine."

"The raw material for the vaccine...of course is the blood of these two poor people."

"In other words, the blood of this black man can make a virus reliever, and release it to the entire Gotham through an atomizer, delaying your time until twenty-four hours later, and then you have the opportunity to put this white lady, Made into a vaccine serum for the entire Gotham. I calculated well, the blood in her body is more than enough to supply the entire Gotham!"

"Of course, after making the antidote, they will become medicine dregs... In the real sense, medicine dregs."

"Now I put the opportunity to choose in the hands of each of you... You have all received a text message, yes or no, more than 50% of the people who choose yes, the slow-release agent will be released, more than 100% Seventy-five out of 10... the immune serum will start to be produced, and by the time the superheroes above her head react, she will have been drained!"

"Of course it's not like this poor couple has no chance... I will broadcast their entreaties live."

"Please beg now!" The live broadcast cut to the big black man, and he begged bitterly: "Please! Help her, she is innocent..." The big black man knelt down and faced everyone in the live broadcast Mourning: "If you want to sacrifice, sacrifice me alone! Please give yourself a good chance..."

"As long as I sacrifice one, I can buy you 24 hours... This time is enough for them to find a way! Please trust the Justice League! Superman will find a way to save you during this time !"

"A touching speech... In order to praise your sacrifice, I will reward you with a way to keep her alive." The annoying text came out again and bewitched: "His sacrifice may also be faked, think about it in case More than 50% of people chose no, they are the only ones who can survive in Gotham!"

"But this is too cruel to human nature... and there is no struggle, because I lack confidence in human nature, so in order to torture your conscience even more, I decided to show my vote."

Two red and green histograms appear on the screen.

Red stands for yes, blood red for evil and crime.

Green represents no, forgiveness, and give yourself a chance.

Now the red bar chart has raised hundreds of thousands of votes, and the green is still a thin layer. There is a red line on 50% of the votes.

"Anyone has the right to vote. If you don't have a mobile phone, you have to vote yes first, just raise your hand! Our remote sensing detection device will scan you into the result."

In an instant, the red ticket rose sharply again.

"We should save the people..." Superman looked up.

The subtitles appeared again: "You should have more faith in the evil of human nature... The citizens of Gotham will be fine, but if you go, you will have to make a choice for them, let the crime happen in front of you, or kill Everyone in Gotham?"

"Are you really willing to make a choice?" There was a line of blood red characters on the screen.

"Superman, people are dying every day and every moment. You should have known that you can't save everyone. If you choose to save people selectively, it proves that you let some crimes happen. I thought you knew it a long time ago. You can't save everyone. But you don't seem to understand this, so today I'm going to let you know your heart...you didn't choose to save everyone, you would let tragedy and crime go."

At this time, the number of yes votes has generally exceeded 50%, and the number of no votes is only a poor 9%.

The black man in the jar begged, "You've earned the day, for God's sake, give yourselves a chance and give the Justice League a chance too!"

The white man next to her shook her head desperately, but she seemed speechless

The two blacks had sincere expressions, and two lines of tears fell in front of everyone: "I have lived long enough to sacrifice myself and save so many people. I am willing and even proud of it. But she is still too young and needs a A chance, give her a chance, that is to give all of you a chance, a chance of redemption!"

The rate at which the red ticket rose slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

The machine in the jar started to work, the tube inserted into the black man began to draw bright red blood from his body, the slow-release agent was being manufactured, and finally the green pillar began to climb slowly.

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