Chapter 1943

Owen eventually repaired the bus for Schiller.

Because the strange castle just now hadn't gone far. If Schiller drew three circles on the spot again, Owen himself would be taken away.

Constantine tried to draw the same three circles on the foundation of the screening hall, but it was completely useless. He guessed it might be because he didn't know the true meaning of this ring magic circle.

Actually, many magic circles are like this. If you don't know who it refers to behind it, it won't work. Constantine, in addition to regret, raised another kind of curiosity.

What kind of demon is this castle? Why does it have such powerful strength? What is the relationship between it and Schiller? Is Schiller the only one who has mastered the method of summoning it?

Actually, Schiller also knew in his heart that this method couldn't be used much. Otherwise, never mind the big boss, OAA would kick him out of the Marvel universe with one foot, and he wouldn't be able to go back in the future.

Of course, it's not that Schiller is reluctant to part with the wool he hasn't plucked in other Marvel universes; it's mainly because of his deep friendship with the superheroes.

Now everything in this entire game is gone, even Owen's screening hall is gone. So besides breaking up, what else can they do? Owen waved his hand, everyone go back to their own homes and find their own mothers.

But at this time, another difficult problem was encountered: this group of people wouldn't leave.

On the contestant side, of course, Schiller was the leader. You blew up the server and don't want to give compensation? Even God coming wouldn't be easy to deal with.

On the bystander side, Bruce was the leader. Not asking you to make the ticket price worth it, but the movie was interrupted halfway. Is it worthy of our tickets? Even without tickets, is it worthy of the time we wasted?

When both sides reached out, Owen was in a dilemma. Finally, he thought about it: compensate each contestant with a bit of points, considering this game won, and incidentally help Schiller repair the bus so he can take it away, which can be considered appeasing the 'outlier'.

On the bystander side, return the points lost in the previous and this round of betting, and compensate with some extra points, which can be considered making up for the time they wasted.

Everyone was quite satisfied with the compensation. Owen created a door in the game world and the screening hall, which could allow everyone to return to the safe zone where their team was located.

But just when they were about to return, Lord Superman tilted his chin at Bruce and said, "Do you want to join my team?"

Bruce's steps toward the portal paused. He turned his head to look at Lord Superman. Lord Superman was looking at him with his arms crossed.

"How many people are in your team?" Bruce asked.

"Three, but one is acting alone."

"Is it Batman?"

Lord Superman nodded.

"Did you quarrel?"

"It doesn't count as a quarrel. We didn't even quarrel at all." Lord Superman waved a hand and said, "As usual, he convinced us with logic we couldn't refute at all, and then left alone."

"Do you want me to take his place?"

Lord Superman frowned and shook his head, saying, "No, you cannot take his place. Although you are also Batman, you are completely different."

Lord Superman stepped forward and said, "The biggest difference between you and Batman is that you can say very straightforwardly what you are thinking, and this is exactly what I need."

"You want to understand what the Batman of your universe is thinking. You hope I can help you understand him."

"And help him understand me."

"Will your other teammate agree?" Bruce showed a slightly wavering demeanor, then said, "If I'm not mistaken, she should be called Diana, the Princess of the Amazons."

"You already know her. Well, it seems the Justice League of your universe is very young. Yes, it's her. But I am the captain of the team now. I believe she needs to understand Batman just as much as I do."

"But I also have teammates. I think I need to get their consent. After all, I don't want to be nagged."

Lord Superman turned to look at Owen and said, "Why does that doctor named Schiller have special compensation, while we don't?"

"Because this is entirely his... well, well, I'm really not bullying the soft and fearing the hard. Just say what you want to do."

"Let me make a video call to my teammates." Bruce stood out and said, "I need to stay in another team for a while to prevent them from thinking I'm missing. It's better to tell them first."

Owen sighed. With a 'swish', a square screen appeared in front of Bruce. Clark and Diana squeezed into the screen.

"Oh, my God, Bruce, it's really you. When they said there was a video call for you, I thought I was hallucinating."

"It's really me, Clark." Bruce shrugged, stepped to the side, and with the camera following him, captured Lord Superman in the frame as well.

Seeing another identical self, Clark widened his eyes. He had just come out of a game, but he hadn't been matched with another self in either of these two rounds of games, so it was hard not to be surprised.

And Lord Superman was only slightly surprised by Clark. The main point of surprise was that the other party was indeed very young, looking like he had just graduated from college not long ago, perhaps still working as an intern reporter.

"Did you make a new friend? Bruce?" Clark showed a big smile and said, "Did you want me to see it on purpose? I have to say, it's really quite magical. So many universes, so many different me's."

"I did want you to see it, but there's something more important I want to discuss with you. I want to stay in this Superman's team for a few days. He ran into some trouble, and I might be able to help him."

"Oh, God, what happened to him? What trouble did he run into?"

"Some problems have arisen in his communication with the Batman of his universe. I think I can solve them, but it will take some time."

"No problem at all, Bruce. You don't have to worry about us. Everything is fine here. The games Diana and I participated in have gone very smoothly."

"But you must pay attention to safety." Diana squeezed into the screen again. After all, she had lived for so many years, and she could tell at a glance that Lord Superman wasn't a good person.

Her eyes were like knives, sweeping back and forth over Lord Superman. After a long while, she looked at Bruce and said, "Clark and I both hope you take more care of yourself. This isn't just polite talk; you promised us."

"Don't worry, as long as I don't want to, no one can hurt me." Bruce smiled and said, "Of course, you'd better be careful too. Not every game will be very safe."

"I won't delay your time. We'll hang up first." Clark waved at the camera, and Bruce also waved at them. The conversation ended in such a pleasant atmosphere.

Lord Superman felt very complicated, because the atmosphere of the Justice League's conversations was usually not like this.

There was nothing wrong with what Diana and Clark said. Lord Superman also knew that he was like this when he was young. It couldn't be called naive; it was slightly silly and cute.

It's just that Batman would silently shake his head at the first question, then state his purpose directly, and the wording would likely be "I'm going to leave for a while."

Yes, just this one sentence. And if Superman and Diana pursued the question, and what Batman was going to do wasn't something very urgent, he would probably add another sentence: "This is my plan."

And if the situation was very urgent or involved some secrets, Batman would just turn around and leave in silence.

Then the young Superman would complain, "He's always like this, he doesn't tell us anything, we can never help," and then Diana would comfort him, likely saying things like "Batman always has his own plans," "He has never let us down," and so on.

To be honest, as long as you are a person with feelings, you will get tired of this mode of conversation. So later, Superman simply stopped asking. Let Batman do whatever he wants.

But this would also bring another problem: the soldiers don't know the general, the general doesn't know the soldiers. The connection between the two became shallower and shallower, and the tacit understanding became lower and lower. Once the plan went wrong, both of their emotions would fluctuate.

Batman didn't understand why Superman couldn't grasp his intentions, Superman didn't understand why Batman didn't explain the plan clearly, Diana was caught in the middle trying to persuade them to make up, and after a long time, she felt physically and mentally exhausted, always feeling that it would be better if this alliance didn't exist.

This kind of negative mentality is quite terrifying, dragging everyone's emotions into the abyss. When Flash was still alive, his optimistic personality and frank words could slightly soothe everyone's irritability and depression.

But ever since Flash died, the relationship between the three in the alliance began to slide toward the abyss uncontrollably.

Now Diana wouldn't come to comfort Superman anymore, and would even occasionally complain with Superman, complaining, of course, about why Batman was always like this, and even started to recall how many times someone failed to make a timely contribution to the alliance because of Batman's silence.

Of course, the topic would always proceed to a dangerous point. Once it involved the deceased Flash, they would tacitly keep silent, but no one dared to say they hadn't thought about why Batman didn't stop all this, why he wasn't omniscient at that time.

If the situation hadn't reached a precarious level, Lord Superman wouldn't have wanted to bring Bruce back to his team. He knew clearly that this was an extreme provocation to the Batman of his universe, and their relationship might even break because of this.

Just as he was about to take Bruce into the portal, Lord Superman hesitated.

"Do you think he will reject me?"

"He will reject me even more."

"I think you can rest assured." Bruce smiled and said, "Since I promised you, I naturally have a way to handle him. You just need to think about what kind of reward is worthy of my efforts."

"You and your teacher are truly cut from the same cloth."

"My honor."

The two still stepped into the portal. The moment they entered, Wonder Woman, who turned around, was stunned.

"Hera above! How, how did you bring back a young Batman?!"

Wonder Woman looked at Lord Superman as if she were looking at a cheating scumbag, and the kind of scumbag who robs the cradle.

"Some problems must be solved." Lord Superman's expression was very serious: "We all know that continuing like this is good for no one."

Wonder Woman was stunned for a moment and then said: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you not want to bring up this topic before?"

"That's because I didn't see any hope of solving the problem."

"And now you see it, because of him?"

Wonder Woman walked over, went behind Bruce, looked back at him, and said: "Then you are back just in time. Batman said he was coming back to get something, and it will probably be... in a few minutes."

With a 'creak', the warehouse door was pushed open, and a figure with pointed ears appeared outside the door.

And when Batman saw Bruce behind Lord Superman, he turned and left.