The Death Knell

The newly emerged personality wears a blue overalls and an octagonal hat. There is an '∞' symbol representing infinity on the hat badge.

She took out a whistle like magic, held it in her mouth and blew it a few times. She gestured to Deathstroke and the others with her little white-gloved hand, shouting loudly:

"Stay back, don't go beyond the solid yellow line, don't be crowded, and pay attention to safety when the train enters the station!"

“Where does the yellow color come from?”

Cyborg was inexplicably lifted up by Deathstroke and stood up. The stick lizard skeleton was still in his hand, and he made way for his seat next to the bonfire.

Before he finished speaking, when he looked down at his feet again, he saw that on the originally thick moist humus ground, someone had painted two long yellow lines with paint at some point, one dotted and one solid.

And the terrain started to change like ooze.

On the other side of the solid line, the soil is sunken. Not just in front of you, but a wide, flat-bottomed deep ditch extends from the distance, like an invisible dragon sliding here and there, everything is silent. of sound.

This is simply a heavenly road, as if it divides the entire world in sight into two halves.

Immediately afterwards, two railway tracks and countless sleepers emerged from the air in an instant and were laid in the tunnel. Then, everyone saw lights appearing in the dense forest in the distance, and a long subway speeding past with a clanging sound. Come and stop steadily in front of everyone.

The woman in the blue hat put away her whistle and teleported into the cockpit in a flash. She also opened the subway door and waved through the window, signaling everyone to get on the train.

She's not a troupe buffoon, and she can't fold a balloon because that's crazy.

But she has her own way. She can directly send Deathstroke and others to Zhage's hometown to give the enemy a central flower.

Kendra looked at Deathstroke, wanting to ask the mercenaries for their opinions, but found that Barry and Cyborg were also waiting for his orders at the same time. It turned out that Deathstroke had become the backbone of everyone before long.

Su Ming looked at the somewhat shabby subway, the white lights in the carriage, and the faded plastic seats. He put on his helmet, buckled the buckle under his chin, and a devilish voice sounded:

"Get in the car. It's not bad to take the subway. Just be ready to fight at any time."

The three Zhenglian people cheered up and boarded the subway. Cyborg threw away the rest of the roasted lizard, and his half-black face was full of seriousness.

"Hello, fellow passengers, I am the conductor of this train, 'Driver No. 8'. We are currently docked at 'Jurassic Park Station'. New passengers please hold your seats and sit tight. The next stop is 'Someone is there' place', hehe!"

A woman's voice came from the small radio speaker, and after the station announcement, a light ditty was played.

The carriage door slowly closed, the vehicle started and accelerated, and after a few seconds, the window turned into darkness.

"Where is this subway? The service is quite good." Kendra found a place to sit down and reached out to touch the seat: "I have ridden many subways, but I never knew that there is a part where the conductor talks."

This is the truth. Everyone understands the subway in the United States. Even if someone dies in it, no one may pay attention to it.

Deathstroke crossed his arms and walked to Hawkgirl's side, leaning his head against the glass of the carriage, as if someone was sleeping on the subway after get off work, but he also answered the question:

"This is the train in Charlie's own consciousness. It is embodied in the consciousness of others by the personality of Driver No. 8, because it is originally a channel for communicating different personalities. You can even think of it as a bridge."

Eagle Girl nodded as if she understood, and then tapped the window with her thumb: "Then why is it pitch black outside?"

"Because this is the 'subway', we are traveling below the level of consciousness, and in our universe, people's hearts are separated by thick darkness." Deathstroke answered, and took the cricket jar behind him again In hand, let Ezekiel also see this modern consciousness.

The subway does not actually exist, but it exists in people's consciousness. This kind of contradiction is exactly what philosophers like.

The cockroach had also been given a small piece of lizard meat before, and it was currently chewing it in its mouth. It listened to what Deathstroke said and had no intention of speaking.

Because this man seems to know everything, and he is a bit redundant as a prophet.

Besides, he doesn't know how to fight, so there is no possibility of giving guidance on the Justice League's next actions.

"Then when will we arrive at the station?" Barry also sat down next to the death knell. He tried not to watch the cockroaches eating: "I can't feel the distance passing by at all. Except for the vibration of the carriage, we seem to be standing still. .”

"If you enter the spiritual level, there will be no physical distance. If your mind does not move, you will not feel the world moving." Su Ming seemed to have become a Zen master, speaking riddles very calmly.

"Uh, does this mean spiritualism starts again?" The Flash stuttered. He rubbed his nose as if he felt a little uncomfortable: "It's still hard for me to understand."

"Just think of it as a jump, it doesn't really matter." Su Ming patted his thigh and gave him the cockroach jar to play with: "You just need to be ready to fight. By the way, I'll give you a laptop. Made in my own factory.”

After handing over the cockroach, Deathstroke handed over a Wilson laptop, again in the rich gold color.

He doesn't use a laptop himself. After all, his adjutant is there most of the time, and he can get electronic support with just a word.

But after all, I often have to travel to other worlds, and maybe negotiate deals with the indigenous people. This laptop is one of the samples, so I keep it with me.

The Flash touched the golden lightning on his chest, and then touched the laptop on his lap. He suddenly felt that this kind of gold looked better, and reflected power in the publicity.

He began to consider whether to change the lightning logo on his chest to rich gold.

At this time, the car suddenly stopped. Outside the car was a platform, just like an ordinary subway station, with benches, advertising light boxes, and even vending machines.

The carriage door opened, and a girl wearing bell-bottoms from the 1980s and an afro came up. She was still chewing gum and nodded smartly to the people present. She found a seat and sat down, listening to the music in her Walkman headphones. The music continued to sway.

The car started moving again, the clanking sound sounded again, and the window turned dark again.

You can't even see the reflection of the light inside the carriage, as if there is boundless void outside.

Cyborg showed an expression like "an old man looking at his phone" and asked Deathstroke in a low voice:

"Who is this again?"

"This beauty is called 'Feifei', one of Charlie's personalities. It seems that driver No. 8 is planning to take a shortcut and borrow the passage directly from the consciousness layer in her own body. After all, the subway itself is used to stop many of her personalities. Vehicles for traveling between Taichung.”

Deathstroke, who was leaning on the carriage, adjusted his posture and answered with a more serious tone. He looked at the lighting on the top of the carriage and reminded everyone:

"There may be other personalities entering and exiting the carriage next. Remember, no matter what you see, you are not allowed to talk to them without my order, otherwise you may die without knowing how."