The Death Knell

"Are you saying that the World Tree in the Asgard dimension has been resurrected?"

In the round table conference room of the Hall of Justice, Deathstroke was drinking and smoking with Bobo. When he heard the adjutant's latest report, his expression was a little strange.

The person on duty in the Hall of Justice tonight is Martian Manhunter. The green skeleton with a grimace is not in the conference room now, but in the command center with hundreds of display screens.

Barry and Batman are all on Deathstroke's 40K Earth. Zhenglian is short of manpower, and Martian Manhunter is worried about letting Black Adam, who recently joined Zhenglian, monitor the world, let alone the sloppy King Shazam.

They are minors, and working the night shift is not considered a good job. The Justice League cannot use child labor.

And Diana took Carla to go through the entry procedures. After all, it was a formal organization. Before joining, there were a series of procedures such as physical examination, meal card issuance, taking pictures and videos, and taking oaths, etc., which she had to go through.

Zhenglian has insurance and various benefits. After you register as a member, you will be given a small sign with your Zhenglian membership number and identity written on it. It is not only an identity certificate, but also a tracking and eavesdropping device for Batman.

Diana and Superman would not carry this kind of thing with them, but some front-line superheroes feel that this is also a kind of protection.

Kara may not need this thing, but she can't live without it, especially since Deathstroke has emphasized dental insurance.

Maybe some people don’t know what this insurance represents in the United States, so let’s put it in an intuitive way.

For example, pick-up trucks are the favorite of American rural residents. You don’t have to choose the oldest and shabbiest second-hand Ford car. The kind that is in good condition can be purchased for about three to four thousand dollars.

When going to the dentist, a root canal treatment on a tooth starts at US$3,000, which means treating a tooth is about the same as buying a used car.

This is how the commercialization of medical care will develop in the end. If you don’t have money, don’t see a doctor. The poor will just endure it.

In his previous life, Su Ming also watched an American medical documentary called "The Master of Pimple Popping". There were many patients with huge pustules or lipomas on their bodies. The doctor asked them how long they had had these things, and the answer was usually more than ten. years.

At that time, Su Ming still didn't understand. The acne that was bigger than a casserole was really affecting his life. He could endure it for more than ten years when it spread to his face. Was it so cruel?

But after he traveled through time himself and actually arrived in the United States, Su Ming discovered that it wasn't that the patients didn't want to see a doctor, but that they had no medical insurance or money and couldn't afford to see a doctor at all.

Therefore, his Wilson Group established its own medical system. All employees and family members can receive free medical treatment. This is regarded as corporate welfare and has gained countless loyalty.

After arriving at the Hall of Justice, Harley also met a fanatical fan, Tracy, the bartender of Bobo's family. The young girl knew very well how to express Harley's beauty, and was proficient in various PS magic and beauty techniques. , so the task of taking artistic photos of Harley was given to her again. At this time, the two of them had no idea where to go to play.

Anyway, the interior of the Hall of Justice is actually very large, and there are also underground buildings, so they can play whatever they want.

As for the people in the conference room now, apart from Deathstroke and Bobo, they are a few people from the Doom Patrol.

Don't think that the Doom Patrol is here to attend the meeting. In fact, they are laying the floor in this large room, because didn't Deathstroke ask them to come here to "gather together" before. In order to prevent everyone from being defeated by unknown enemies after they dispersed, they Just spread out some blankets and lie down together here.

There are also sober people, but now he is no longer Jack the journeyman, but a new personality, "Baby Beibei". This little girl is playing house with dolls under the big round table.

"Slade, Asgard's World Tree, if my information is correct, he should have been dead for a long time."

Bobo took the pipe from his mouth, blew out a smoke ring, and looked at the death knell solemnly:

"Could this be another one of Blank's tactics?"

"Well, it doesn't make sense. The resurrection of World Tree is unexpected, but it is just a tree. This is not my Marvel 40K, and the tree is not an ancient god." Deathstroke was also puffing up his smoke, and he also pointed out Xin looked at the little girl under the table to prevent her from hitting her head: "But Loki just told me that there doesn't seem to be much of a problem. She didn't see any other living creatures. She is climbing a tree to study at the moment."

"Okay, but I think we still need to pay attention. The resurrection of World Tree must mean something." Without more clues, Bobo naturally couldn't say anything. He sat on the table in front of the death knell and moved a few times. butt.

The dry drink tasted a bit bland. It would have been better if there were onion rings and peanuts. There were a few wrinkled olives in the cockroach prophet's jar, but the orangutan had not yet degenerated to the point of competing with cockroaches for food.

"I understand that when I first learned that among the many gods, Asgard was the only one that had annihilated its race and created a 'blank' in the realm of gods, I specifically threw Loki and Thor away."

When Su Ming saw that the orangutan had finished drinking his beer, he took out two more bottles from his pocket, opened one and gave it to him, took out a few packs of spicy strips, and continued:

"Originally, I thought Blank was a remnant of some god, maybe born there, but it turned out that she was the opposite of Dr. Manhattan, so I slightly lowered the level of surveillance on Asgard."

The adjutant's computing power is limited, and it is impossible to monitor dozens of multiverse systems at the same time. She is also responsible for production and scientific research.

"Oh, it's troublesome. I always get involved in this kind of thing. It's too reluctant." Bobo opened a pack of spicy sticks, took out a red spicy gluten stick and stuffed it into his mouth. The canine teeth bit a few times: "My brain is pretty good, but I still haven't figured out how to catch something that doesn't exist. How about letting Batman come back and let's have a small meeting?"

"No, if Batman comes back, he will immediately target Blank. After a single assassination proves to be impractical, Blank may send in an army. By then, the situation will be out of control. I have no confidence in protecting you in the chaos. Everyone.”

Su Ming shook his head and rejected the proposal. He took a puff of cigarette and took another sip of wine. His eyes moved to the chief who was sleeping soundly in a wheelchair:

"And one more thing, I briefly left Earth 0 before, and the result was that a 'fake' Superman was immediately inserted into the blank space, and I wanted to use him to weave a story. If Diana hadn't happened to be Superman in Kansas at the time, If my hometown had called me to arrive as soon as possible, maybe things would have been messed up by now."

"So you can't leave our multi-dimensional 1?" The orangutan rubbed the black hair on his face. He seemed to have an itchy cheek.

"Have you ever read black and white comics? Black will fill in a lot of things to form characters and stories. If there is no 'blackening' step, the large 'blank' that originally existed on the paper will be exposed. My concept of darkness now plays a similar role What fillers do.”

The mercenary leaned back on the chair. He was sitting in Batman's seat. This position was not very comfortable:

"So you're pretty much saying, I can't leave, at least not now."