Injustice Starts with Marvel

Heisenberg, who was far away in the DC world, did not know that several people who wanted to see him were detained by Hela on Asgard.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

At this time, he woke up leisurely from the bed. This time, there was no harassment from Superman and Batman, so he slept until half past ten.

Turning the pajamas into bracelets and wearing them on the wrists, Heisenberg floated naked into the particle bath, cleaning his body that didn't need to be cleaned.

In the face of a long lifespan and great strength, Heisenberg must maintain his human habits.

What's more, he likes the feeling of taking a bath, and also likes the feeling of eating elbows.

After taking a bath, Heisenberg clapped his wristband, and the suit and coat he often wore appeared on his body.

Putting on his coat for a walk, he followed the aisle to Clark who was busy with work.

"Grandpa, are you awake?"

Clark said without looking back.

"I'm connecting the water pipe here, we don't need to use the high-level energy that comes with the spacecraft to the small things in life.

For example, showering with those high-energy particles is too wasteful. "

"Uh……."

Heisenberg is embarrassed.

"The spaceship is powered by me."

"Yes, it is precisely because the entire spaceship relies on your biological energy to maintain its operation that we should save more.

It’s okay if there are only a few of us now. When there are more people in the future, we can’t rely on your energy for everyone’s basic necessities. "

"Too!"

Heisenberg nodded, and picked up the prepared pipeline.

Looking at the drawings, the thermal sight immediately plowed the ground, and the route for the buried pipeline came out.

"Wait, grandpa, the sewer pipes can't be buried near here, I'll deal with the sewer pipes."

"OK!"

Heisenberg smiled,

The current spaceship really made him feel like home.

This feeling used to be far away from him, but he really liked it.

The same as him is of course Clark. With the progress of the spaceship transformation, the area that Heisenberg left for the clansmen has gradually begun the preliminary planning.

While planning, Clark couldn't help but see what the tribe would look like after they returned.

Now he is no longer alone, he has Heisenberg by his side.

And in the future!

Thinking of all the possible scenarios at that time, Clark, who buried the pipeline, smiled deeply.

In the distance, the door of the spaceship opened again, and Batman walked in through the door carrying countless food.

Coming closer, Bruce directly placed piles of food on the table made of particles.

"You're late today, man!"

Heisenberg greeted, and Bruce nodded helplessly.

"Something went wrong, Harley Quinn was mysteriously transferred out of Gotham by the US government, which made the clown a little restless.

I spent a lot of effort last night to control him and his lunatic followers! "

"Oh?"

Hearing what Bruce said, Heisenberg sat down at the table and asked while unpacking the bag.

"It sounds like this clown is capable of causing you trouble, so why don't you just kill him?"

"Uh……."

After Heisenberg's question came out, Bruce shook his head coldly.

"I've missed my best chance, and it's pointless to kill him now, because the clown is no longer a criminal, but a spirit.

Just like Hitler, who set off a wave of nachos, the clown has become the spiritual leader in the eyes of countless clown gang members.

They deeply believe that the clown is right.

Killing him now will only cause countless him to emerge in the world, because the spirit in their hearts will not die, and that will lead to chaos in the world.

So I can only keep him imprisoned and let him keep failing, so that he will be like Hitler who was imprisoned in the past.

As long as he does not come out of prison, those who believe in him will not cause new turmoil. "

After the words fell, Bruce couldn't help shaking his head.

"I admit my Gotham has a lot of trouble, and 90 percent of that comes from the Joker.

He is the mouthpiece of chaos, a sign, a symbol.

Only by letting people see his own failure can he curb the clown in people's hearts.

Once the clown is completely dead, the symbol will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He will become Gandhi and William Wallace in the hearts of gangsters, and he will also let countless people release the clown in their hearts! "

Speaking of which, Bruce spread his hands.

"So, I really have nothing to do with him now, can I kill all the bastards who believe in him in one go?

Then there are new villains and I kill new villains and new bastards?

If things go on like this, I will become that villain, it's inevitable! "

"As long as you have an idea."

Heisenberg nodded indifferently, picked up the breakfast brought by Bruce and started to eat.

While eating, he continued to speak.

"However, if it were me, I would directly clean all human beings.

Obviously, the wrong system has brewed a purely wrong person like the clown, so I will break him up and provide the earth with a better starting point! "

"No no no no no!!!"

Heisenberg's words made Clark in the distance raise his head.

"Grandpa, don't think that way, while we pay attention to evil, we might as well look at the opposite hope.

Even in Gotham, where Bruce is located, where gangsters are rampant, villains are everywhere, and there are pure evil like clowns, there are too many people who want justice. "

"Yes, Mr. Heisenberg!"

Bruce sat heavily opposite Heisenberg, and said to Heisenberg seriously.

"Human beings are indeed ignorant, blind, vulgar, directionless and easily incited.

Whether they will become good people or bad people depends on the means of us and the bad people.

The clown can turn them into the children of chaos, so I can change them into the righteous! "

"So, Bruce, you're selfish too.

Gotham is just a battlefield between you and the clown. "

Heisenberg said with a smile.

Hearing Heisenberg's words, Bruce nodded noncommittally.

"I never deny it because I'm always fighting him.

But even without me and the clown, the world is still a battleground between the poor and the rich, between the capitalists and the exploited, between countries, and even faith and faith!

I'd rather have me lead the war than those entanglements, and when I win they'll be better than other ideas win! "

After the words fell, Bruce hesitantly picked up the dishes in front of him and scanned them with the computer on his wrist.

While scanning, he said.

"This is food sent by pilgrims outside, and it is far worse for them to waste than to be eaten by us.

After all, they really went into your god's mouth.

But in order to prevent someone from poisoning, I still have to analyze the composition of the food! "

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Heisenberg almost spat out the meatloaf in his mouth.

"Would you please stop saying that at dinner, Bruce!"

"Well, I thought you wouldn't care about food safety because you won't be harmed by poison.

But I didn't expect you to have a human-like thinking like Clark.

In fact, he doesn't need to breathe or walk at all, but he is happy to walk, and he also performs the useless act of breathing like a human being.

I thought it was just him. "

"Uh……."

Hearing what Bruce said with a cold face in front of him, Heisenberg shrugged.

He turned to look at Clark and said with a smile.

"Look at our think tank, tsk tsk, what do you think about every day."

"That's right, I've thought a lot!"

Clark commented, while sitting next to Bruce, casually reaching for a braised pig's foot.

Just as he was about to take the pig's foot in his hand, Bruce reached out and slapped Clark's wrist fiercely.

"Don't think I can't see that you've just been laying sewer pipes.

Go wash your hands! "

"OK!"

Clark nodded heavily, then obediently went to the particle washroom and cleaned his hands.

Watching their interaction, Heisenberg burst out laughing.

The DC Universe is really the daily life of Bat Mom and Superman Dad!

Ha ha ha ha! ! ! !

...

After dinner, Bruce whispered to Heisenberg while putting the garbage into the waste collector brought by the little robot.

"Before I went to bed last night, I prepared the materials of the members I selected by the way.

I think it is necessary for us to recruit our expected first batch of members before Diana brings back the good news.

This is a memory card. "

At this point, Bruce was about to insert the memory card into the computer on his wrist.

But in the next instant, the memory card floated up out of thin air and fell into a group of continuously condensed particles beside it.

For just a moment, the particles emitted a long blue light, and then spread in a wide range in the blink of an eye.

All the contents of Bruce's memory card were presented to them in categories.

"Don't worry, the technology in my hometown has the ability to be compatible with ancient technology, so where do we start, Bruce?"

Heisenberg asked softly, suddenly unaware that Batman was deeply hurt by the word ancient technology in his mouth.

After a moment of silence with a cold face, Bruce pointed to the one with the lightning symbol and said softly.

"Let's start with that young man!"

"Young man, you mean this lightning bolt?"

As Clark asked, he waved his hand and patted the lightning pattern formed by the condensed particles.

Immediately, a real scene resembling the scene appeared near the table of the three of them.

In that scene, a young man is shopping in a supermarket, but he is clearly out of luck.

His supermarket was attacked by robbers!

The young man in the picture suddenly disappeared, but returned to the original place in a blink of an eye.

In just an instant, the lucky robber was sentenced by the court for at least three years because of the attempted robbery...

Seeing this, Clark nodded in surprise.

"This speed, even I can barely keep up, he is very good!"

"He's the Barry Allen of Central City, really good.

But don't worry, there are better ones! "

As Bruce said, he opened another circular symbol.

In the picture, a body so crippled that almost only the upper body is left is gradually being wrapped in mysterious metal, forming a new life.

"Victor Stone, former college football star, is in this metropolis!"

"Well, what about the last one?"

Clark asked softly.

Bruce said as he opened the last logo with the tip of the fishbone, looking at the man criss-crossing the sea in the picture.

"Arthur Curry of Port Grace, who I thought was the son of the sea.

But now, it is obvious that he is an Atlantean, and he is also a hybrid of Atlantean nobles and humans! "

"OK!"

Heisenberg simply nodded.

"Three goals, and we happen to have three.

Then, one person per person, implement the plan to recruit members as soon as possible! "

Speaking of this, Heisenberg casually shrunk down the screen of The Flash and held it in his hand.

"I'm good at communicating with young people, so he's mine!"

"Then I'll go meet this steel-framed man. After all, he and I are both from the metropolis."

Clarke took the frame of Victor Stone.

At this point, the image of Arthur Curry floats in front of Bruce.

While holding the picture in his hand, he said softly.

"Well, I'm going to recruit this Aquaman, he cares about his hometown and neighbors, and his hometown has been in poverty, it seems that I need to bring more money.

But it’s okay, that’s the last thing I need, right? "