The Death Knell

In the awkward atmosphere in the control room, Arthur still seemed to be planning to say something, but Su Ming once again covered his mouth with a ruthless iron hand to stop him.

"Listen, young man, as Batman, I will teach you how to deal with madmen. The Batman in your world is also good at dealing with madmen, right?"

"Are you talking about Bruce? Or Bruce Jr.? Or Bruce III?" The other party actually asked back, and now there are still three minutes and twenty seconds left before the promised five minutes.

Su Ming sighed secretly, yes, Earth 38 is not normal.

The Batman over there is named Bruce himself, his son is named Bruce, and his grandson is also named Bruce. They are all Batman, making it difficult for him to tell them apart in daily life.

And Superman over there, his wife's name is Louise, and she's a reporter. His daughter-in-law is also a reporter named Louise, and his grandson-in-law is also a reporter named Louise.

The old enemies of this family are Luther I, Luther II, and Luther III.

Only the clown over there is still strong. He is almost ninety years old, and he is still rocking a wheelchair and fighting on the front line of evil. It's a pity that he seems to be a bit senile. He only recognizes clothes and not people. He will play with anyone who wears a Batman uniform...

I always feel like the editors at DC cut corners when writing the story about the Earth, which is simply toxic.

"Okay, don't worry about those details." Su Ming erased the topic of identity and talked about serious matters again: "When dealing with madmen, you must follow their ideas. He wants you to verify Goldbach's conjecture. You Just tell him you proved it.”

Little Nightwing, let's call him that, his face under the mask was a little tangled: "But I can't do math."

"Listen to me, you are in school now, right? You have three minutes left. You climb over the wall from the corner where the madman cannot see, and then collect the acting papers from the students in the classroom. The more the better."

Su Ming gave the plan. No one here could prove any mathematical formula, so he would just lie to others.

Fortunately, at least this second generation super second generation has no problem in getting over the wall. Although it is a bit slow, it is still as fast as a normal person and can find things very quickly. He quickly found scraps of paper from schoolbags or desks, which was enough for a month. Big stack.

"Okay, what's next?"

"Now you go back to the school gate and light a fire..." Su Ming continued to instruct. At the same time, he was distracted and looked at the situations on hundreds of other screens. Some of them were indeed not good.

"I didn't bring a lighter." The other party shook his head and said he couldn't do it.

This is definitely the worst class of masked vigilantes Su Ming has ever seen. They don’t even have a lighter, but the impact is not big: "Then act like you are going to tear up the paper and call out to that madman, Goth." The process of proving Bach's conjecture is in your hands. If he doesn't release the hostage, you will tear up the manuscript paper."

"My mother doesn't let me play with fire. I actually want a lighter..." Little Nightwing was still aggrieved, but he still followed Batman's order without any hesitation: "But the other party Can’t you tell?”

"The distance between you and the rooftop is more than 200 meters, so he can't see anything clearly. The most important thing is that he is a madman. A madman is willing to believe in the things in his dreams. His obsession is mathematics, and you have him in your hands. Something you want.”

Su Ming was very calm, and he wasn't a prank. Although he didn't have a good impression of Ah San, under normal circumstances he wouldn't care how many people died.

But this is school and it's full of kids and there's nothing wrong with them.

"I'll try...knock him out when he comes over, right? I understand."

Xiao Yeyi still seemed a little unsure, but he was willing to try, and that was enough.

Although it sounds like this guy has almost no merit, but in today's chaotic situation in the main world, he can still help out in the field. At least he is brave and enthusiastic enough.

As for why there is global turmoil, Ah San is still in school?

If you can understand their brain circuitry, it's not far from crazy.

"The communication is over. I will pay attention to your situation here. Come on, keep an eye on you." Su Ming finished the routine directly, ended the communication, and breathed out: "Arthur, why don't you give this job to Megan?" Okay? You sitting here are just causing trouble."

"The Martian girl is very capable, and she is more willing to go out and deal with crises. I took this position because no one wanted to sit in it." Arthur smiled bitterly. Of course he knew how much he weighed.

He has always been a human shield and thug in the Justice League, and his positioning is very clear.

I thought it would be enough to just sit here and help people look up maps and information. Who knew that multi-line thinking skills were needed?

"Don't answer the next call yet." Su Ming stopped Arthur from pressing the communication button: "That's not how the Justice League console is used. If you take all the work from the computer, aren't you going to be exhausted? The console , start the Brother Eye program."

"Please verify your identity." The electronically synthesized voice of the computer host came from the speakers.

"I am Batman." Su Ming opened his eyes and told lies, but strangulation could ensure that the voiceprints between him and Batman were consistent.

The host froze for a moment, and the screen in front of everyone flickered. Red eye patterns occupied all the display frames. Even the prompt tone changed to Alfred's voice: "Brother Eye System is loaded, please say Exit order.”

"Martha."

"The password has been passed, and we have begun to fully take over the affairs of the Justice League. Based on the think tank data, we will provide rational suggestions for field personnel. It is in operation..."

The eyes opened one by one, and the different global live images on the screen reappeared, and the small eyes shrank to the upper left corner and became icons.

In the scene, the heroes who called the Hall of Justice simultaneously received a reply from Batman's voice and got a very good idea.

This boosted their morale and soon things fell into place.

Su Ming straightened up from the console, took out two bottles of beer from his pocket, one for himself and one for Arthur, and clinked glasses.

"It's done, you can go and rest."

Arthur was still a little regretful, with an expression as if the bitter wine was in his throat and his heart ached. He drank a lot of beer and threw the bottle towards the corner of the room with a manly air: "I never thought that Batman would give the Justice League Is there a backup plan in the host machine as well?"

"It's not that you didn't expect it, you just couldn't think of how to trigger it. In fact, you just need to use the simplest way, just say it." Su Ming smiled and patted his shoulder to comfort him. The Hall of Justice was built by Batman. , here it is estimated that even the sweeping robot is equipped with a self-destruct system as a back-up.

Arthur sighed, but this was not the first time he had suffered the loss of being uneducated. The disappointment passed immediately: "It's just that Batman told us that the Brother Eye system will cause an omnic crisis in the future. Why would he want to How can such a dangerous thing be put into the mainframe?”

"In order to cope with the current situation, this kind of 'bat is not at home, and if the brothers' eyes are not activated, everyone will have no future.'" Su Ming handed Arthur another bottle of liquor this time and asked him to drink it and go to bed. , a good and strong man now has dark circles under his eyes like a panda, his brain is probably rusted to death.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Arthur took the strong drink and drank half of it. He had many things to ask Deathstroke, but his mind was in turmoil.

Su Ming pushed his back and asked him to leave quickly. The 'corn'-like golden scale armor was a little bit irritating. At the same time, he replied in a very relaxed tone: "I have a plan and I have Batman's authorization. Don't worry."

"Oh, thank you. Also, I didn't even entertain you when you brought your friends. I'm sorry. Let's talk next time. I'm a little sleepy now..."

Arthur was relieved. Ever since Deathstroke saved him from the shit bucket last time, he had trusted this Origin Deathstroke.

He turned around and left, shaking the wine bottle in his hand and saying thanks.

The door to the control room closed behind him, and almost at the same time, the smiling Deathstroke instantly turned expressionless, and a series of commands poured out of his mouth:

"Monarch, cast a spell to seal the door, strangulate, invade the mainframe of the Hall of Justice, and obtain computing power to crack Seppurk. Gin and Mysterio will activate the sonic blast channel there and bring 'adjutants' to cooperate with our actions."

As mentioned before, there is no difference between the control of the ghost universe in the hands of Diana and in the hands of Su Ming. The main reason is that she almost doesn’t understand technological creations at all, and she can’t even understand how to play with a mobile phone. In the hands of a person who is illiterate in technology, he can take it whenever he wants...

She occasionally sends emails to Batman and the others, and her typing is done with one finger. How do you expect her to understand the giant console and the strange network?

Not long ago, Su Ming was surrounded by Diana's friends, so it was difficult to do anything. But now, whether it is the Sepurk control room or the Hall of Justice control room, there are only Su Ming's own people, and the plan can be implemented.

Both Mysterio and Gin had close contact with Su Ming, and it was then that Strangler silently sent the order into their minds. Even Bobo, who is a monkey spirit, was only focused on the emotional entanglement shown and did not notice the symbiote's little movements at that time.

When several women were fighting among themselves, no one noticed that Strangler had been unusually quiet because it had been secretly executing the host's orders.

Deadpool may have noticed it at the time and raised the issue of the ownership of the ghost universe, but was fooled by Su Ming. My cousin is smart, but he can't concentrate and his mind is too messy.

All in all, if everything goes well in the plan, the Ghost Universe will soon fall into Su Ming's hands.

Diana won't find anything wrong afterwards, because she only needs to be given a nominal 'top' administrator account. It's like the 'sea cucumber' fried rice. There's not even a trace of sea cucumber meat in the rice, but the chef's name is Hai Cucumber.

This is also for her own good. What if such a dangerous ghost universe is in her hands and is deceived by bad guys?

Su Ming should keep it for her.

The black liquid fell from the black and yellow armor and formed streams that meandered on the floor, finding and flowing into the ground where the main server was stored.

Immediately, countless red eye symbols on the screen began to shake, snowflake-like interference appeared on each screen, and the sound of chattering continued to sound.

Feeling Strangler's progress in data, Su Ming gently sat in Batman's seat, pressed the call button, and answered the help hotline:

"I am Batman, I see you, now follow my command."

Su Ming took over the job of his brother's eye. His brain could observe hundreds of monitors and give everyone tactical guidance.

Even better than Batman.