The Death Knell

"Of course I have to take you with me. You are a prophet. If you leave, where can I find the steel frame and the grid?" Su Ming used a green light ring to create a cricket jar, put the cockroach in it, and returned it to it. A small sofa appeared in the jar: "Cyborg has no nails or hair. Grid is purely a robot. Neither technology nor magic can be used, so it can only use metaphysics."

The cockroach sighed humanely, shook its beard, and sat on the sofa:

"Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? The girl next to you is part of the super-time flow. With her here, it means there are infinite possibilities. Why do you insist on dragging me to the battlefield with this old man?"

She was talking about Charlie, Su Ming knew.

In his previous life, Grant Morrison, the famous screenwriter of DC Comics, said this in an interview.

'She can also be seen as a character in the universe of Valve's "The Girls". She is called Kai Charlie in the DC universe and Kai Robin in the invisible universe. They can both be called 'Kai'. She is part of the hyper-temporal flow. ’

It sounds a bit complicated, but the meaning is actually very simple. It means that she is an almighty universe-level existence, and it is not surprising to appear anywhere.

Yes, Marvel also has a girl named Kai, a mutant with superpowers that can manifest into energy armor. This girl met Deathstroke, Deadpool, Cable and others in London during World War II, and worked together in Paris.

Is that mutant girl the embodiment of another personality in a different universe? It’s hard to say.

But if so, this could explain why they chased Su Ming into the consciousness level without any worries or worries at all, because they were old acquaintances.

Of course these are all conjectures.

In short, from an outside-the-wall perspective, Morrison has worked as a screenwriter for the comic versions of "Doom Patrol", "X-Men", "Invisible Universe", and "Justice League", and Kai is his trump card.

As both great cartoonists, Morrison and Alan Moore, who drew "Watchmen", had some problems with each other. The competition between the two has never stopped, and they have to compare everything.

So Morrison drew the character of Kai, using the clever trick of super multiple personality splits.

Alan has the Endless Family, and Kai here has split into seven new personalities; Alan has Lucifer, and Kai has split the personalities of angels and God, which is one level higher than that over there; Alan painted Constantine, So if Kai creates dozens of sorcerer personalities at once, there must be one that matches him, right?

In fact, I still missed it. Morrison underestimated the imagination of his friend and old enemy, and did not expect that Constantine drawn by Alan, who is usually full of literary and artistic style, would be so mean.

These are all digressions, just additional information that flashed through my mind.

Anyway, just remember that if one day you travel into the DC universe and Lucifer wants to kill you or wants to help you check your body because of lust, who should you find to deal with him?

The lack of thinking in his mind was explained to outsiders. Su Ming, holding the jar and continuing to walk forward, shrugged:

"Oh? Then do you have a way to make her obey the command 100%? If so, I will send you out right away."

The cockroach obviously wanted to roll its eyes, but its eyes were two small black beans with no whites at all, so it seemed helpless: "If I had that way, I would no longer be Ezekiel, I would be Almighty God!"

Polly held up a small umbrella and walked beside the death knell, as if the person being mentioned was not her, still smiling, and even hummed a lullaby softly.

"Isn't this the end?" Deathstroke raised the jar and put a small piece of bread in it: "You eat something first, so as not to starve to death if you accidentally die."

"I think she likes you quite a lot. How about we make do with it? Let me go. I will always remember how good you are."

The cockroach holding the piece of bread was trembling a little, but he still wanted to persuade Deathstroke to let it go.

"I'm not good at all." Su Ming shook his head and refused with a smile: "The real Charlie is not cooperating with me, but cooperating with the people behind it, you know."

While speaking, Deathstroke tapped his chest with his finger, and the fingertips of the metal gauntlet made a crisp contact sound.

There was a small badge on his chest, a yellow smiley face stained with blood. In the dim environment of the dim light, the trace of blood looked even brighter.

The Prophet also knew what the Comedian's emblem meant, so both it and Deathstroke had a rough understanding of the information each other had through verbal testing.

Both knew about the existence of hypertime flow, and both knew about what was beyond the wall, and that meant a lot.

So it fell silent, holding the bread and taking a bite slowly as if accepting its fate.

"Well, Slade, can you let me talk to the cockroach for a while?" Barry stretched his head sideways from behind the death knell. He looked at the green cricket jar with curious eyes: "I haven't talked to a cockroach before. , let me try it, and I can show it off to Wally and the others in the future."

"And me, I also want to talk to Cockroach." Hawkgirl also raised her hammer to sign up. She also took the initiative to take the unconscious chief from Deathstroke's shoulder and carry it on her own.

Su Ming was always very generous to his teammates. He handed the jar to the Flash with a smile:

"Take it, feel free to chat casually, don't be polite to me! By the way, if I keep it, how do you think this 'Cockroach Jar' compares to Batman's 'Cockroach Jar'?"

The Flash is an honest man. When he took the jar, he felt a little disgusted when he saw the cockroaches eating in it, so the features on his face wrinkled together:

"I think for ordinary people who don't know, Starro, who looks like a starfish, is more acceptable. Your style is too dark. Only homeless people in Gotham would keep cockroaches as pets."

Xiaofeng had pictures in his mind.

A scrawny death knell, whose beard and hair were condensed with dirt, huddled next to a trash can in an alley in Gotham, eating the last bite of the rotten leftovers he picked up on a night of cold wind and acid rain, and then returned it. Take a small piece from your mouth and feed it to your pet cockroach, and lovingly call it Xiaoqiang.

Thinking of these, Barry got goosebumps all over his body and felt bad all over. The cockroach pet was too shabby and pitiful, and it didn't match the style of Deathstroke.

"Tsk, that makes sense." Su Ming walked forward with his hands behind his back. The water flowed in the damp sewer and the rotten smell rolled: "Then I don't want it anymore. I will release it when I return to the main dimension."

"Thank you! Flash Barry, you are the conscience of the Justice League!" Ezekiel was moved to tears. Although he didn't know why cockroaches have tear ducts, there were indeed two wet marks like noodles hanging under his black bean eyes: " Many people once said that Wally is better than you, but in terms of life, I only recognize you as the Flash, and I love you!"

"No, I'm not mentally prepared to accept the cockroach's love. This is a bit too strong for me. Well, you should love God. You should be right to love Him."

The Flash was so deeply influenced by Deathstroke that when he was in a panic, he would just open his mouth to make dark jokes.