The Death Knell

The green alien led the man into his dormitory. As mentioned before, the seven giants of the Zhenglian Alliance have their own individual areas under the Hall of Justice. As for whether they are used for living in, or used as garages or offices. , that’s all optional.

Martian Manhunter's dormitory, when he opened the door and took a look, he thought he was back on Mars.

Inside is a red rock floor, and the ceiling and walls have been changed to look like space scenery using projection equipment. There is a small house similar to an Eskimo igloo on the deserted Gobi Desert, which is Ron's so-called residence.

In fact, this is what his previous home on Mars looked like. His wife and children at the time were burned to death in this same type of house.

It seems that Ron also realized that his flaw in being afraid of fire was mainly caused by psychological trauma. He recreated his home on Mars here, probably because he wanted to experience the pain and despair at that time again and again, and used shock therapy to heal yourself.

But think about it, if Martian Manhunter eliminates his weakness of being afraid of fire, then he really doesn't seem to have any obvious weaknesses.

As for the weakness of not having magic resistance, it can't be changed by torturing yourself.

"Come on, please come in." Ron opened the small door of the house and smiled, inviting Deathstroke to come in and sit down: "My previous home was like this, it wasn't a big place."

It is indeed not too big. The hall originally allocated to him was about 500 square meters, but he transformed it into the terrain of the surface of Mars and built such a 'house within a house'.

The internal structure of this igloo is two rooms and one living room, the living room is also the kitchen. The total area of ​​all the rooms is about 30 square meters, which looks pitiful.

However, Green Martians did not have a good life on Mars in the past. It used to be the world of White Martians.

"Yes, the place is quite good. I haven't been to a Martian home before." Su Ming smiled and said politely, then walked to the dining table and sat down, touching the checkered tablecloth with his hand. This thing is the earth. The product is probably produced in Yiwu, China.

The furniture and decorative paintings all have an extraterrestrial feel. Unfortunately, there is no fireworks at all in this house, and it has no human touch.

"Haha, then you can just visit some and I'll make you some tea." Martian Manhunter went to the stove and boiled water with a weird alien device: "Most of the things here are exactly the same as my home back then. Such an environment It makes me feel familiar."

"Actually, with your ability, it only takes a few seconds to live on Mars and fly back to Earth when you need to be on duty." Su Ming took out some chocolates from his pocket. After all, when you are a guest, you should have a gift. Must have.

Neither party had any intention of talking about serious business, it seemed like they were just chatting.

But they all knew that it was just not time to get down to business yet, and now they were just creating an atmosphere for conversation.

"Sometimes, it only takes a few seconds." Ron smiled and shook his head. The water had been boiled in a few seconds. He turned off the machine and started rummaging through the cupboard to find tea leaves: "And I am also used to the earth. Living, the gravity of Mars makes me a little uncomfortable.”

I found the tea, a small iron can, a very ordinary item. Many foreigners could not drink the tea of ​​the dynasty, let alone aliens.

But this is all secondary. Su Ming didn't come here to drink tea, but to talk about something.

Taking the tea leaves and teapot, filling them with hot water and brewing them, Ron also came to sit down at the dining table, and then it was time to wait and communicate.

"Let me tell you about God and what I did not long ago." Deathstroke pushed the chocolate on the table towards the alien, then took a puff of cigarette and began to tell.

There are some things that Ron cannot know, but there are some things that he must know. The girl is different from the old man. As half a human being, the Justice League can also seek her help when necessary.

Because of the use of his psychic abilities, Ron can hold a secret meeting of Zhenglian in his mind, which is called a psychic conference room. If he knows some things, it means that the Seven Giants know it. The key depends on when he will hold the meeting and explain.

Su Ming didn't tell him much, at least not as much as Batman. After drinking two cups of tea, he said goodbye to Ron and went to Haixing's dormitory to look for Batman.

Up to now, the ghost of the power of connection has been in Haixing's hands for almost half a day, and it still has not gained anything. Su Ming wanted to go over and see if he could provide some motivation or help to Can Luo.

As soon as he left the dormitory area and took the elevator back to the first floor, the situation where someone said hello and Su Ming responded with a smile happened again.

There were a lot of people in the Hall of Justice today, and almost all of them knew Deathstroke. The black and yellow armor could identify him, so there were many people saying hello, even some superheroes, but Su Ming didn't know their codenames or names.

This is normal. The Justice League plus the members of the community have nearly 500 people, and new people will join the Justice League from time to time. Some 18th-tier superheroes really have no role.

There were no characters in the stories he saw in his previous life, and that was the characters on the background. Of course Su Ming wouldn't know their names.

The main reason is that there are no ruthless characters among these characters. Most of them are neighborhood-level combatants. It's okay to catch a thief or fight a few robbers, but you can't count on them when the earth is in crisis.

Canluo's dormitory, or rather the cell where he was under house arrest, was not underground where the Seven Giants' dormitory area was, but on the first floor close to the prison, so Su Ming turned left and right in the corridor, dealing with various obstacles along the way. All kinds of people, familiar or unfamiliar, spent a lot of time to get here.

Yinbai and Witch were already sitting in the rest area nearby. Each of them held a can of soda, their heads together watching short videos on their mobile phones, giggling a few times from time to time, looking very happy.

But other people present were obviously not very happy, at least they didn't look happy.

Damian leaned against the corridor wall with his arms folded. He stared expressionlessly at Batman in the shadows in the corner of the room. The latter was doing similar things, with his cold, dark eyes staring at Can Luo is busy at work.

"I'm back, how's it going?" Deathstroke came to the boy, smiled and rubbed his head.

"Slade." Damian showed a faint smile, obviously controlling his emotions well. He immediately replied: "There is no progress for the time being. It seems that it is beyond the current tank to extract memories from an energy body." Luo’s strength.”

Talos might do it, but Jarro, which is a fragment of the former, might be a little less interesting.

"No, everything is normal." Batman walked to Deathstroke silently, blocking the door and looking at the man's face: "You arrived earlier than I expected, and it should have been smooth, so you are satisfied now. "

"It's not time to relax yet, you know, Bruce." Su Ming didn't want to enter the dormitory area. He simply leaned sideways against the door frame: "I'm not here to urge you, but I have some information that I can't Tell Ron, but I need to tell you.”

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