Chapter 3462

Schiller, who saw the message, put down his phone and got up to change clothes. He was going to attend Jonathan's banquet in the evening. Although it was still early, because Charles was going to Metropolis with Barry and the others, he felt he should see them first to prevent them from being unable to adapt to someone talking in their heads.

Although they gathered in front of the statue in the square, when Schiller called Barry, he was at the Quinzell cold drink shop. Thinking of that sweet-to-death soda, Schiller hurriedly refused Barry's offer to buy him one.

Schiller drove to the cold drink shop, and Barry and the others happened to be walking out carrying drinks. Schiller walked over and found that the car they rented was a red pickup truck. Besides the newly bought drinks, there were quite a few things to eat in the car.

"Are you planning to drive to Los Angeles?" Schiller asked looking at the things in the car. It was less than four hours' drive from Cat Getan to Metropolis, no matter how you look at it, they couldn't eat that much.

"We are going to do physical work," Pamela poked her head out from the passenger seat and said, "Anyway, the Justice League will reimburse us. Buy more snacks, and we won't have to worry for the next few days."

"I hope Oliver won't object to you eating snacks during the meeting," Schiller shook his head and said, "Although I think the possibility of this is not high."

Harley pushed the car door and jumped down, took the drink from Barry's hand, looked at it and said: "You didn't buy that new mint flavor?"

"Forget it, I don't like mint flavor, it tastes like liquid toothpaste," Barry showed a disgusted expression and then said, "The peach flavor you launched last quarter was delicious, unfortunately it was taken off the shelves soon."

"You also think that flavor is delicious?" Pamela put her elbow on the car window and said, "I am also suggesting to Harley to put this flavor back on the shelves."

"The sales of the peach flavor are indeed good," Harley snapped her fingers and said, "It will be on the shelves next spring."

While chatting, they saw a blonde figure walking towards this side from afar, carrying a large travel bag on his back.

"Hi, hello everyone, I am Kara," Kara seemed to adjust her emotional state very quickly, walked over and hugged them enthusiastically. Pamela was more enthusiastic than her.

Pamela hurriedly gave Barry a wink, Barry rolled his eyes at him slightly, then walked over and hugged Kara and said: "You came just in time, we just bought ice drinks, do you want one?"

"Uh, isn't there going to be a battle later? I'm not used to drinking too many drinks before exercising."

"Don't worry, it's still early. Even if there are aliens invading Earth, we aren't the first batch to go up," Barry shook his head and handed a drink to Kara.

"We rented two cars," Pamela opened her mouth and said, "That blue pickup truck over there is also ours, and there are some plants I cultivated in the back. I'll go drive that car."

Harley and Barry knew what she was going to do, waved their hands and let her go. Kara said with some curiosity: "Plants? Why bring plants over?"

"Those aren't ordinary plants, you can understand them as a kind of weapon," Barry said, "Those are new varieties cultivated by the Cat Getan University Natural Biology Lab, you can go over and take a look."

Kara was indeed curious and followed over, turned around the car and found Schiller. She greeted Schiller, and Schiller nodded at her.

"Alright, Barry," Schiller stopped Barry who was about to go around to the other side of the car to watch the gossip, and said to him, "You might have to bring a new partner. You should know him, at least heard of him, from another world."

"Another world? You mean the world of Spider-Man?"

"That's right."

"Who?" Barry took a sip of the drink.

"Professor X."

"Pfft!!!"

Barry sprayed a mouthful of drink onto the car door.

"Who??!!!"

"Professor X. To be precise, a brainwave of Charles Xavier. I knew Barry would have this reaction," Schiller said, "He will stay in your spiritual world for the time being, but won't hurt you. He might talk to you in your head. I was worried you would be scared by him, so I came over to exhort you specifically."

Barry's arm crossed the car window, pulled two tissues, wiped his mouth, and coughed twice again and said: "Not to that extent, Professor? Just a Kryptonian general hitting over, not the whole Krypton hitting over, not to the extent of letting the leader of the mutants take action, right?"

"This universe hasn't found the Martian Manhunter yet, communication is not that convenient. Kryptonian technology might shield the signal of Earth's electronic equipment, if magic is not used, this is the only way."

"Alright," Barry actually took out an attitude of being ready to die. Schiller said somewhat helplessly: "This is just a brainwave of Charles, attack and defense power are insufficient, and it won't..."

Just as he said this, he saw Barry's eyes go straight, and then he suddenly walked forward and shook hands with the void.

"Um, hello hello, I am Barry. Yes, long heard of the name, Professor Xavier. Didn't expect you to be so young. I was thinking before whether there would be a day to rank you in Battleworld..."

There was nothing in front of Barry.

Schiller started to doubt how much truth there was in Charles's so-called insufficient ability.

However, compared to having a voice suddenly talking in his head, it was indeed easier for the other party to "see" a concrete image. Although this was just using psychic ability to manipulate the other party's brain image processing system to produce the result.

Seeing that there was no problem on Barry's side, Schiller left. And in Barry's field of vision, the young Charles Xavier wearing glasses smiled and chatted with him.

Harley felt inexplicable when she stretched her head out, and then she also saw a blue-eyed young man suddenly appear in front of her, which startled her.

Barry looked down at his watch and then said: "Time is not early, Harley send a message to Pamela, we are going to set off."

After speaking, he also thoughtfully opened the car door for Charles, watched Charles get on the car and sit down, and then as if he just remembered something, took out a drink and handed it to Charles.

"Thank you, but I don't drink ice drinks," Charles said with a smile.

Barry had to take his hand back. Harley, who was sitting in the driver's seat, seemed to feel something, looked up at the rearview mirror of the car—there was nothing in the back seat.

The two pickup trucks soon drove away from the scope of Cat Getan University, driving all the way along the coastal highway towards Metropolis. Passing by the beach, they saw a big sandcastle, and at the very top of the sandcastle, a huge Batman was molded with sand.

The car sped on the highway and soon approached Metropolis. Kara's long blonde hair outlined the shape of the wind, she looked at the sunny coastline outside the car window and was somewhat lost in thought, suddenly, she asked:

"Do you know Clark Kent?"

Pamela had one hand on the steering wheel, looked at Kara's expression, and said deliberately: "Seen a few times, not too familiar."

"What kind of person is he?"

"Are you his fan?" Pamela asked very tactfully, but the tone was like asking "Are you interested in him?"

Kara also keenly noticed this, she turned her head and smiled at Pamela and said: "He might be my younger brother."

Pamela looked at Kara, this girl looked only ten-something years old, and Clark had graduated from university for many years.

And then she suddenly remembered that Clark was an alien, could it be that Kara was too?

"Yes, I am also a Kryptonian," Kara pursed her lips and said, "I didn't expect to find my relative on Earth, and I don't know how he is doing."

"Should be not bad," Pamela said, "Superman is one of the leaders of the Justice League, Clark Kent is also a famous reporter, mixing better than most humans."

"What worries me is another problem," Kara slowed down her speech and said, "Other Kryptonians want to invade Earth, this might make his situation difficult."

"You worry they won't trust him?"

Kara shook her head and said: "If I were that person who wanted to invade Earth, I would choose to announce his alien identity. This way, a huge number of ordinary people will no longer trust him, thereby pushing him to the other side."

"You should have known about the alien invasion news for a period of time, but didn't find their traces, which means they might indeed be hiding to prepare to do something," Kara continued, "I guess they just want to do this."

Pamela's heart tightened, she indeed didn't think of this point. Because the relationship between the members of the Justice League was too good, this degree of sowing discord couldn't have any impact on them.

But if ordinary people were considered—especially the ordinary people of Metropolis, their lives were too comfortable, leading to their brains not turning very fast—then things might become a bit troublesome.

Even from Battleworld, Pamela could roughly glimpse the outline of other universes' major events. Among them, tragedies caused by ordinary people wavering were not many, but each one was very tragic.

Pamela took out her phone and started sending messages to Oliver. If there was anyone who could make full preparations before this, it was probably Oliver. He understood ordinary people and also knew how to guide them.

The moment she lowered her head to look at her phone, Kara suddenly let out an exclamation. Pamela looked up fiercely, a figure was flying towards this side at a very high speed.

"Screech—"

The sound of braking rang out. Pamela didn't care about the chest pain from hitting the steering wheel, she reached out, and several vines broke through the ground.

Almost at the same time, red lasers swept over, and the vines with green light flowing were directly cut at the waist. But if it weren't for these vines, they would have been beheaded now.

Kara got off the car first, staring dead at the figure flying in mid-air. Barry and Harley, who were sitting in the car behind, also stopped, and the two walked off the car, Barry looking at the figure slowly descending from the sky with a serious face.

"Superman... no, he is not the Clark we know. Get ready!" Pamela shouted.

The Superman who descended from the sky flashed with a metallic luster, and his light blue eyes almost turned completely white under the sunlight.

Charles stood beside Barry, his voice ringing in everyone's mind at the same time:

"His brainwaves are disturbed, I am trying to sort them out, but it will take about five minutes—drag him."

"No problem," Barry nodded, black and gold waves surging in his eyes, "Leave it to me."

?? Start fighting!

? (End of chapter)