The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3453 Research on Cats and Dogs (I)

The superheroes' base in Doujie was turned into another fortress of solitude. Most of the superheroes were familiar with the place, and figures wearing red capes flew around the hall like a flock of birds looking for branches in the early morning.

One of the figures was very special. He was not wearing a Superman uniform, but a shirt and suit pants, with big black-framed glasses, holding a pile of documents in his hand, walking in the corridor, and sending messages on his mobile phone while walking.

When you walk and play with your phone, you always bump into people. When Clark noticed the shadow in front of him, it was too late. He bumped into another Superman. When he looked up, he saw the other's smiling face.

"Hey, Clark, even though this place has been open for several months, you still get lost?" The other party said helplessly, "I can't believe you still don't have your own base. What have you been busy with?"

Clark shrugged and said, "I was discussing a couple's night with Bruce. Valentine's Day is coming up."

A younger Superman flies over and says, "You and Batman are spending Valentine's Day together?"

"In a way, yes, but there's Selina and Lois, and I'm trying to convince Bruce not to bring his little girl. We should have a proper couple's night..." Clark replied.

"It's hard to imagine." The young Superman shook his head and said, "Whether it's Batman or Bruce, I can't imagine him talking about love with his girlfriend in front of me."

"He hasn't done that?" The Superman Clark bumped into was a little surprised. "He said, "I even saw them kiss. Batman's mask is designed for this."

"Oh my god. I didn't think of that." Clark smiled, showing his white teeth, and began typing quickly on his phone again. "He said, "I want to ask him if he thought so at the beginning."

"Oh, don't be like that." Superman in front of Clark quickly waved his hand and said, "If you want to ask, don't say it was me who asked it. Otherwise, it will get to the ears of the Batman in my universe."

"Are you afraid he'll know?" Clark raised his eyebrows.

"He'll definitely start to wonder under what circumstances I saw him kissing his girlfriend. Then I'll never see it again!"

"So how did you see it?" asked the young Superman, hanging upside down on the eaves of the corridor, with his long red cape hanging down and his arms folded.

"If I say it was a coincidence...you won't believe it. One day I went to the movies."

"Going to Gotham to see a movie?"

"Of course not. It was in Metropolis, a movie theater in a shopping mall not far from my house. The movie that day was quite good, 'The Prince of Egypt'. Have you seen it? It's simply the best cartoon I have ever seen..." Clark said excitedly.

"Get to the point!" Clark said, pushing up his glasses.

"Then I heard someone calling my name."

"God. They were kissing each other, why did they use your name?!"

"No, I mean. Someone was calling for help!" Superman spread his hands and said, "Then I flew over and found out it was in Gotham. Someone was drowning and I went over to save him. And there happened to be a park there. After I pulled the man out, I heard some noise outside. I flew out and saw..."

Superman made a kissing gesture. The other two snorted in disappointment.

"Batman still in uniform?"

Superman nodded and said, "If they weren't both dressed in black, I wouldn't have found them so easily."

"You're right." Clark suddenly said, "Watching a movie is a good idea. We can choose a theme and watch all the movies in the series in one night! With popcorn and Coke, it's great!"

"Oh, no." Superman said quickly, "If you want Bruce to come, you can't do this. He has never sat in a movie theater and watched any movie in its entirety. I don't think he likes watching movies at all!"

"Really?" Clark asked, somewhat doubtfully.

"Of course." The young Superman nodded vigorously and said, "Not to mention popcorn and Coke, he doesn't eat that stuff."

Clark took out his cell phone and typed quickly, and the two Supermen came over from the left and right.

"Three seconds. He'll reject you in three seconds."

"I'd bet on one second. His rejection will come faster than any other response."

"Oh, come on, what kind of avatar is this?!" Superman on the left said, looking at Bruce's avatar on Clark's chat interface, "Is this really him?! What's on his head?"

"Don't worry about the details." Clark opened the chat interface, pressed the voice button directly, and said, "Hey, Bruce, are you there?"

The two Supermen on the left and right looked at each other. When Clark finished sending the voice message, the one on the left bumped his arm and said, "You sent him a voice message directly? Didn't he emphasize to you not to do that?"

Clark glanced at him, his expression full of bewilderment. When he turned back to look at the computer screen, Bruce's reply had already arrived. It was also a voice message.

"I'm here. What's wrong, Clark?"

"Why is it so noisy over there?"

"I'm at the bar! The bar!"

"Well, you know Valentine's Day is almost here, right?"

"Of course...you want to ask me out?"

"I'm planning on having a couples night, how about that?"

"Very good. What exactly do you do?"

"I don't know, but they said we can watch movies. I think we can find a lot of movies to watch."

"Just watching a movie?"

The Superman on the right shrugged and said, "See what I said? He doesn't even like watching movies."

Just after he finished saying this, Bruce sent another message: "You know Selina doesn't have that kind of patience. She'll use up all the things in your house in just one movie."

"So you don't mind?"

"Of course I do, because I am responsible for stopping Selina! Otherwise, do you want me to pay for your furniture? I don't have any money!"

Clark gave a helpless smile and said, "I promise that if our strong and beautiful cat breaks anything, I won't ask you to pay for it. Is that okay?"

"That won't work either!" Bruce shouted at the top of his voice over the noisy background music of the bar, "You'll find it somewhere else, I know you will! You'll secretly write in your news reports that I have six lovers. Three of them are men, and you were instructed by the damn Lex Luthor..."

Clark threw his head back and laughed, but he immediately replied: "No, if it was Lex. He would let me write it, because you have three boyfriends and three girlfriends at the same time, so you haven't graduated with your doctorate yet..."

"You two are so vicious together! Damn Metropolitan people!"

Clark heard his voice was slurred, probably because he was a little drunk. So he continued with more energy: "So regardless of the specific arrangements, you agree to the couple's night, right?"

"Should I agree? How sure are you that this won't cause any trouble?"

"I've prepared sufficient safety measures. My house is also well soundproofed. Or are you one of the things that Selena would scratch?"

"Come on. If you say that again, I'll take Aisha with me."

"Then you agree?"

"Alright. Small town redneck. Whatever you want to do. If I wasn't here by then, you would have flown over and carried me over. Hahahahaha… Wait a minute. You didn't bring Lex with you, did you?"

"No, he doesn't have a girlfriend."

"Tell him to find one right now. Who else did you call?"

"No, just the four of us. You know I would never, ever, ever look for Pamela."

"Didn't you say your house is well soundproofed?"

"No, that's impossible. I would rather let Selina dismantle all my furniture than let that woman get close to Louise. She is simply a pervert!"

In the next voice message, Bruce retched, coughed twice, and said, "You love Louise. I'm going to the dance floor. Come find me if you have plans. Bye."

"Bye, I'll tell Lex that you told him to find a girlfriend right away."

Clark put down his phone and found two pairs of blue eyes staring at him. The one on the left folded his arms, and the one on the right stretched his legs.

"You're not the Superman from Batman, are you?"

"I think so. There is no one else."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Clark shook his head and said as he flipped through Lex's contact list, "You can't be jealous of me just because the Batman in my universe is easy to talk to."

"That's not what we're talking about. Or is he really Batman? Has someone impersonated him?"

Clark immediately clicked on Bruce's head portrait and showed it to the two of them, saying, "Doesn't this look different from the Bruce Wayne of your universe?"

"Of course they look alike, they all look alike. But - can you explain to us what this thing he has on his head?"

Clark showed a very helpless expression and said, "Haven't you ever been to Disneyland? Aren't these Disney mouse ears?"

"Amusement park? You want us to believe that Batman would wear an amusement park mouse prop ears on his head?"

"But Bruce will do it."

"He won't. That would make him look childish. What do you expect him to talk to those hot blondes with a profile like that? How cool is a carousel?"

"That just means they didn't have a childhood."

"Oh--" The two supermen leaned back at the same time, dragged out a long sound, and then said, "Be polite and don't mention it!"

"I don't care what's going on with your universe's Batman. The Bruce I know is fine."

"You mean he was drunk at the bar?"

"Going to a bar is a normal recreational activity for adults. I go there occasionally. Don't you guys go there?"

"He didn't really go to the bar. I bet that right now, he's surrounded by the highest concentration of beautiful models in the world. And he found more than 60 cameras to capture his bohemian bar life in full. And then it made more than headlines around the world the next day..."

Clark narrowed his eyes suspiciously, looked to the left, then to the right, "Are you one of the 60 or so cameras?"

The two supermen turned their heads away at the same time.

"I still say the same thing. Whatever your Batman is like, I know the Bruce I know. He goes to the bar just to drink. There are no beautiful models."

"Since you've already sent him a voice message, why not make a video call?" said the young Superman. "He won't answer anyway."

"Do you know that this trick is childish?" Clark looked at him, then opened the chat box and continued, "Call him. But he may not answer because he may be drunk and unconscious."

"He's pretending. Every Batman is pretending." Superman snorted, "He falls drunk on the sofa at a party and talks in his sleep. Then he goes back to the Batcave ten minutes later and solves 50 riddles of the Riddler in one minute. That's Batman."

"You sound dissatisfied," Clark said as he pressed the button for the video call.

About three seconds later, the call was picked up. Clark heard Bruce curse something. Then the phone and the bottle of wine hit each other like dominoes. Then a pair of amazingly blue eyes appeared on the screen.

"My God. How did you get so drunk?" Clark asked in surprise. "How much did you drink? A whole glass of whiskey?"

Bruce's hair was messy on the screen, and he didn't know whether he was trying to close his eyes or open them, but his eyelids were stretched to the point where there were no wrinkles at all. Then, like a real drunk, he pressed his mouth into a straight line, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled like a pumpkin.

"You underestimate me. I drank three full glasses!" Bruce burped and said, "Without ice. It tasted terrible."

"You're crazy," Clark said. "Don't tell me you picked a fight with Selina just before Valentine's Day. How come she didn't tickle you to death?"