The Death Knell

"How much is this?"

Su Ming stretched out two fingers and shook them back and forth in front of Cyborg's eyes at sub-light speed.

The young man who had just woken up tried his best to see clearly, but the more he tried to stare at the finger, the more dizzy he felt.

"I can't see clearly."

The self-test program in his mind was still running, and a stream of data flowed through the red one-eye, blocking half of his field of vision like a waterfall.

He started to get a little worried, worried that something was wrong with him.

Is the visual center damaged? Or is there an error in the counting logic module?

However, Deathstroke instead stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, and nodded to Barry on the side: "It's just that he can't see clearly. If he can see clearly, then the one who wakes up is Grid. It seems that your mission is successful."

Barry took a long breath, pushed the laptop forward on his knees, sat on the ground and stretched his legs:

"Finally, if it weren't for the help of Mother Shenglin, I really wouldn't have been able to complete the redrawing of these alien codes by myself, because I can't even understand the language of Apokolips, and the mother box is too complicated."

"Actually, I can't understand it, but I know the answer." Sheng Lin stood up with a smile. She patted the folds on her robe: "It seems it's time for you to go out."

"That's true, but I think if Darkseid wants to attack everyone's consciousness, I may need your help in the future." Deathstroke nodded. The next step was to dig deep into Cyborg's brain for information. Naturally, he wanted to return Go to the main dimension of reality and do it.

"I'm happy to help, but you should also know that I can't make decisions for other people." Shenglin took out the wine given to her by the death knell and took a sip. It looked like the Virgin Mary on the church mural came out. , and then blew a bottle of vodka up his neck.

"Understand, if things go undesirably, you will eventually be forced to join the war. Although the Doom Patrol still controls two other universes, they are just the projection of Earth 0 in abstract paintings and transvestite dreams. We still need the support of reality. If the multiverse is destroyed, no one can escape."

Su Ming said something that only two people present could understand. At the same time, he toasted with the woman with a wine bottle. He hugged Cyborg who was still confused. He was probably still in the process of power-on self-check, and he was obviously absent-minded.

"You know too many things, which makes people a little scared." Sheng Lin made a trembling look, but it was just a joke. She drank the wine in the bottle and waved to a few people: "If there is such a day, , we may meet again, I'm leaving, how are you going to get out?"

"Use the car that Harlequin gave us before to leave the Speed ​​Force plane. There is no need to send it away." Su Ming motioned for Barry and Hawk Girl to come closer and said goodbye to the kindhearted people. He took out the car under the eyes of Shenglin very simply. Duck boat in the pocket: "If you are interested, you can also find me in reality."

Waving to the mature woman again, Su Ming waited for the people in the car to disappear in a burst of light.

Back in reality, Su Ming found himself sitting on the floor of the laboratory, smoking a cigarette in one hand and drinking in the other, playing Monopoly with other members of the Doom Patrol.

It must be a new hobby of strangulation.

"Hey!"

Strangler said that was not the case. It was because of the strong request of these poor people that he reluctantly played with it. Anyway, the host's body was idle.

Several people connected by its black tentacles also woke up one after another, but Charlie's little girl personality had been sitting at the chessboard playing, as if she had never left.

"How is the chief?" Su Ming stopped the game and asked the Tin Man beside him.

"He's still sleeping. There should be nothing wrong." The Tin Woodman replied. He looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's very late. Do you need to stay here for one night?"

"No, because our enemy will not rest." Hawkgirl put down the steel frame on the dentist's table and slapped him on the face a few more times to wake him up: "We must return to the Hall of Justice immediately and destroy this place. Tell others about it.”

"Oh, that's it, okay then." The Tin Woodman was quite indifferent to Hawkgirl. After all, Kendra was not disabled, so he still looked at Deathstroke when he spoke: "Although I don't seem qualified to say this, But Deathstroke, you are always welcome to play here.”

Su Ming smiled and nodded, waving his hand, and the magic floating cloak flew from behind the door and was draped on him:

"There will be a chance. Say hello to Danny Street for me, but as Kendra just said, our time is a bit tight. In addition, keep an eye on your chief and don't let him interfere with the super-time flow. Yes, although he is a little crazy, he is actually not a bad person, and I don’t want to have to kill him one day.”

"Same feeling. We wanted to kill him many times." The film man shrugged and did not refute.

In fact, the Chief is still in the "Team Leader Probation Period". After he tricked everyone into going to the fifth dimension and robbed a factory that made lubricating ooze last time, everyone unanimously decided not to listen to him for a while.

Amidst shouts of farewell, Deathstroke and his party walked out of the villa and walked some distance along the path.

Looking at the stars in the sky and breathing in the forest air feels like being reborn.

"You guys go back to the Hall of Justice first, Victor, and tell Batman everything you can think of in your mind, got it?" Deathstroke took a few deep breaths at the sky and did some chest expansion exercises, and he decided Temporarily separated from the team.

Barry can take Hawkgirl and Cyborg back. He promised to find a rich family for Cockroach, so he can't make a mistake.

So Su Ming planned to send the cockroach to the Forgotten Bar, which was the most suitable place.

First of all, there are magicians there, and it is not surprising to have a cockroach prophet; secondly, the bar produces a lot of food waste every day, such as lemon slices, olives, onion rings, oranges squeezed dry, etc., all of which are cockroaches. Something to eat.

Instead of throwing it away as a waste, why not use it as an offering of love? At least it’s better than human feces scones, right?

"Aren't you going back with us?" Barry hooked Cyborg and Hawkgirl's waist, preparing to take them on the road, but before running away, he still wanted to ask Deathstroke's plan.

Su Ming slowly floated up, and the black and yellow armor glowed with a faint silver light under the moonlight:

"Cyborg may have intelligence in his head, maybe he doesn't, and converting intelligence into tactical advantages requires a process. Since we don't know where the real Darkseid is yet, it's useless for me to go to the hall in a short time. , are you sitting in a meeting with Superman and the others?"

"My head hurts so much, and my mind is in a mess. I'm afraid I won't be able to produce any valuable memories in a short time." Cyborg covered his head, looking depressed.

"Then let's take Victor back for treatment first and keep in touch."

The Flash said nothing more, just nodded to Deathstroke and disappeared instantly.

Su Ming lit a cigarette, took a puff while floating over the forest, and moved his neck a little:

"Adjutant, teleport me and Cockroach to the Oblivion Bar, and check to see if Constantine has returned to Earth 0."