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Diana, who walked up the stairs to HISHE Cafe the next day, had officially assumed the title of God King of Olympus.

Friends at the café congratulated her on her final decision—although it’s hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse. More power, more strength, but also naturally more responsibility. But it was considered a promotion anyway, and everyone unanimously decided to hold a celebration party for her in the cafe.

The old wizard Shazam was amazed. Zeus had been the God-King of Olympus since his time, and they had interacted with each other several times during this period. It was the first time that he had heard of the change of God King after nine thousand years, and this time the person replaced was even an acquaintance of his.

The old wizard was very excited and spent the first night in the kitchen. As the only designated chief chef of the cafe (actually, there is only one person in total), he will surprise everyone at the party the next day.

We are not really looking forward to whether there will be any surprises, just hoping that there will be no surprises is already pretty good. Anyway, if the old wizard makes up his mind to come up with all those weird formulas he developed, it will definitely be bad.

"Apollo? Is that the purple-faced weirdo?" Kara recalled the only chance encounter with the sun god.

"He is quite nice. The sun bath last time was so warm and comfortable. Can you ask him to come again when you have time?" Carla's eyes shone.

Looking back now, it was even more pleasant than a massage, so Carla remembered it clearly.

"I remember it too." Clark also came over, "I met him in the Fallen Realm. He was nice, but a little weird. He got sulky for no reason."

Diana smiled: "I think it should be fine."

After all, she is also the God of Gods now, so Apollo must not dare to disobey her. It's just that he is also a dignified sun god. He came all the way here just because two Kryptonians wanted him to take a shower. I don't know if his mentality will break down.

"By the way, what are you busy with?"

Diana looked at Kara. The latter has been holding a projection screen and tapping on it since he entered the door.

"Science again?"

"Oh, I'm designing pots."

Diana: "?"

"Grandpa Wizard said that his pots are consumed too quickly, and the pots on Earth are not of the same quality. He asked me to use Kryptonian technology, Brainiac technology, etc., to give him a high-tech pot that cannot be broken."

"You used Brainiac's technology to make him a pot?" Diana looked a little weird.

"Yes, I discovered that Brainiac designed a self-healing robot with a built-in repair module that can self-repair nanoscale damage.

I tried to transplant this technology to the construction of Kryptonian crystal technology and design a pot that can regenerate infinitely."

Diana: "."

She didn't understand it, but she thought it was awesome.

I just don’t know if Brainiac will be angry if he hears that his cutting-edge technology is being used to make a pot.

"Wow, your coffee is really good."

Next to him, Clark crossed his legs and sat on the sofa by the window of the cafe. Taking a sip of coffee, he leaned back on the sofa and felt the rare sunshine in Gotham, with a comfortable look on his face.

"This location is not bad. I like this location but I always feel like something is missing."

He glanced at the empty sofa across from the table, feeling that someone else was destined to sit in that position.

It would be great if there was a best friend who was a life-and-death friend who could always sit in that position and accompany me to bask in the sun, drink coffee, and complain.

"That Apollo, did you really do that?" Kara was still chatting with Diana.

"What?"

"It's what you just said about loyalty."

"Oh, yes." Diana nodded.

Even she didn't expect it. After she took the position of the God King yesterday, all the gods still stayed there and were somewhat undecided. It was actually Apollo, who had repeatedly sought bad luck for her before, who was the first to express his stance.

Then Apollo strode forward from among the silent gods and broke the silence.

"In this case, there is only one answer!"

He raised his hand, and the sun's flames transformed into long strips in his hand, turning into a spear-like shape.

Then he raised his knee and hit it hard, bang, the spear broke into two pieces.

As if to express his determination.

Then he knelt on one knee in front of the throne and said loudly: "I will be loyal to you!"

"."

Kara raised her eyebrows: "Is it really necessary to be so exaggerated?"

"I don't know. But Apollo seems to be taking the wrong medicine these days." Diana tilted her head and thought for a while, "Maybe he was stimulated by something?"

Kara nodded: "Maybe."

Clark sighed: "How pitiful. He is pretty good. Although I don't know why he is depressed, I hope he can get out of the shadows soon."

Apollo: What kind of stimulation did labor and management get? You guys have no idea at all, right?

"Mr. Shen isn't here yet?" Diana looked around strangely.

"Oh, he went out for something, but he said he would be back before the party." Kara thought for a moment, "He seemed to have mentioned something. Demon-like?"

The Kryptonian Amazons and Martians looked at each other.

"Demon-like?"

No one has heard of this name.

"Yes. He said to check things first. He has nothing to do with us for the time being, but he asked all of us to keep in touch at all times these days. Don't go to places where contact is difficult to reach, such as the gods and universe, and be ready to start a war at any time. Mental preparation.”

"War?"

Clark came closer.

"What kind of war? With whom?"

"He said he would tell you in detail when he comes back for dinner later. I don't know." Kara shook her head, "But he seems to be busy with something these days. Ultra Batman or something like that."

All the heroes looked at each other.

"ha?"

"So, the witnesses basically unanimously agreed that the murderer was about 1.8 to 2 meters tall, could fly, and looked like a big bat, flying over the walls of Gotham at night."

On the rooftop of the Gotham Police Station, Detective Harvey Bullock flipped through the confessions and documents and raised his head to look at the big bat in front of him, which was about 1.8 meters tall.

"So, are you sure you don't know anything?"

Shen You tensed his face, trying to look as expressionless as the real Batman.

"Well, if it was really him, he wouldn't be here, Harvey." Gordon stepped forward.

"Maybe, but you can't just insist on meeting him at a time like this out of trust in him? That could get you into trouble, Jim." Harvey frowned.

"I don't care, as long as the case is solved quickly."

Gordon handed the document to Shen You.

"It's all here. All the information about the people who were attacked, as well as the location where they claimed to have encountered the bat creature." Gordon said, "The possibility of false alarms cannot be ruled out. You also know that the murderer has something to do with you. So it’s not impossible that some of your actions will be included in the document statistics.”

"Don't worry, Director, I know what's going on." Shen You said in a calm voice.

But he knew in his heart that this probably wouldn't happen. After all, he only borrowed Batman's identity when needed and did not go out on routine patrols at night to fight crime like the real Batman, so it is unlikely that any passers-by would witness Batman's whereabouts during this period.

In other words, what is recorded in the file should be the locations where demonoids appear.

"So, any ideas? Where do you want to start?" Gordon asked.

Shen You thought for a while.

"Not decided yet. But first, let's ask the penguin, maybe."