The Death Knell

The red old car stopped, and the steel frame flashed twice. Under the cover of the heavy rain, the taillights seemed like blinking eyes.

Su Ming got out of the car, and Damian, who was sitting on his lap, naturally followed. They first looked at the surrounding environment, then crossed the road and arrived at the hot dog stand more than ten meters away.

Watching the mummy-like vendor skillfully making food for customers, Su Ming held down the boy who was eager to ask questions and motioned for him to observe carefully for a while.

Whether it's frying sausages, slicing cabbage and onions, or squeezing mayonnaise, it's all normal. You can see this kind of stalls everywhere on the streets of New York, and even the prices are similar.

The guest politely took the food and said goodbye, while the vendor smiled and invited the other person to come back next time. The language logic of both parties was very polite and appropriate, but given that they both looked like living corpses, the scene seemed a bit weird.

The more real it was, the more Su Ming felt like there was something ghostly about it.

"We don't know what this city is called, but US dollars are used here." Damian spread out his hand with a few green bills in it: "I just picked them up from the street. Maybe we can buy some." Hot dogs, sent to the adjutant for testing.”

"Child, you have also started to make mistakes. This is Darkseid's lair. You cannot subconsciously start to abide by the rules here just because this society looks like a human society."

Su Ming sighed. Not only Xiao Dai and Cyborg, but also Robin had problems now.

It is true that they all have X metal patches on the back of their heads to prevent their minds and souls from being affected by superpowers, but this method is not a panacea because there are too many ways to enter the head, and the eyes are the biggest channels.

They saw that this society was very similar to human society, so as superheroes, they unknowingly entered the superhero way of thinking and began to unconsciously maintain the invisible and intangible social order.

Damian was a little darker. He found the money and didn't think about going to the owner or the policeman.

But he is going to use the money to buy things for living corpses

Then do we have to find a job here, buy a house, and then go through the process of marrying a living corpse and having children?

It's not that Su Ming overreacted or thought too far, but that he knew that although his current position seemed calm, it was no less dangerous than Batman's team.

It is one of the weaknesses of human nature to be easily influenced by larger groups. People often become a member of a large group without even realizing it.

Do not believe? Then ask yourself, why do you need to eat three meals a day?

Who stipulated that we should eat three meals a day, and four or five meals is not allowed? 1? Or wouldn’t it be okay to skip one meal? I only have one meal. Is it okay to eat it for 24 hours?

There's nothing wrong with it. Eat more or skip one meal. As long as the calories and trace elements you take in throughout the day are enough to maintain your body's needs, it won't kill you.

The reason why people eat three meals a day, no more, no less, is just influenced by the group behavior of "three meals a day", because many people they know eat three meals a day.

Damian saw a living corpse buying hot dogs. He thought the stall owner was harmless, so he wanted to buy hot dogs after picking up the money and get information on the way.

If this were placed in human society, there would be nothing wrong at all. Even if he spent the money he found, Su Ming was not a moral model, so why should he care about the eternal problem of "finding gold and not being ignorant"?

Don't forget, this is Omega Earth, and the objects Damian consumes are living corpses. He himself didn't realize that he was applying the same thinking to humans when facing monsters. This is how dangerous it is.

"I" As if the bills in his hand were hot to the touch, Damian threw them aside and lowered his head.

Indeed, if you think about it carefully, the fact that you happened to find money is also very suspicious.

"You go back to the car. It's safer to stay with that anti-social witch Alberta. Call me Bobo by the way." Su Ming waved his hand and motioned for him to go back to the car and think about it.

Robin hesitated, turned and left.

Soon, the orangutan wearing a green hat ran over in a hurry. He still covered his head with his hands, as if he was afraid of getting wet from the rain. He hid next to Deathstroke's thigh and started to complain:

"The child seems to be about to cry, and his face is very ugly, but why did you ask me to do it? I am an orangutan. Do you know that long hair on the whole body is difficult to take care of, and it is easy to catch a cold when it gets wet. "

"Damian is still too young, he is not vigilant enough." Su Ming took out a plastic bag from his pocket, put it on Bobo's head, and used his two fingers to gather cosmic energy to melt two holes in the bag. Orangutans see things for what they are.

Picking up the little gorilla, he walked towards the hot dog stand.

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, kid. Next time you take him to hell, he should be able to understand how to deal with the scene in front of him." Bobo waved his front paws nonchalantly and crawled He sat down on Deathstroke's shoulders: "You are so strict with that boy, I almost thought he was your son, haha!"

Lucifer's Hell, there is also a main street directly in front of the Obsidian Castle. There are many demons on the street setting up shops and stalls to do business.

But if anyone in the human race believes in those demons, he is a real fool, and he will die without knowing how.

Never forget that they are very dangerous aliens. The relationship between humans and demons is destined to be impossible to be as harmonious as the relationship between humans and chimpanzees. Of course, there cannot be any mutual trust between orangutans and demons.

Bobo has a wide range of knowledge, so seeing the living corpses setting up a stall can calm his mind and not be affected.

In his opinion, it is normal for Damian, a young man, to be misled by superficial phenomena.

What their superheroes like to do most is to obey the rules. Fortunately, they haven't seen the so-called laws of this Omega Earth yet.

If Darkseid's law on Omega Earth stipulates that humans must commit suicide when they see the New God, then should we abide by this law?

It's a simple thing, at least for Bobo. He is not a law-abiding citizen. He will kill anyone who wants to kill him.

It is a good habit to be polite and do as the Romans do, but it also depends on the situation.

"Anyway, keep an eye on those three superheroes. If anyone insists on it, tell me and I will solve it with a frying pan."

Su Ming, who didn't want to dwell on the matter, twisted his lips, walked to the front of the stall, looked at the living corpse stall owner behind the cart, and then looked up at the large colorful umbrella on the stall. The rain falling on it made a dense sound. There was a crackling sound, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Darkseid is here to stay."

The stall owner frowned. To be more precise, this monster had no eyebrows, only two pieces of skin on the brow bones, but it was enough to show his confusion and confusion.

"What?"

The other party raised his head and asked, while using a spatula to continue turning the onions in the small pot.

Su Ming smiled slightly and shook his head:

"Haha, how do you sell this food truck?"