The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3465 Research on Cats and Dogs (Thirteen)
Unjust Superman turned around and wanted to chase him, but the Superman who appeared at the end of the alley would certainly not let him go. The two Supermen took off one after the other and followed Bruce.

The two Supermen are obviously more accepting of Bruce's ability to fly than Batman, as if they imagine that Batman should be able to fly, and those who can't fly are weird. Bruce's ability to fly is just a complete "no more pretense".

However, during the chase, Injustice Superman also discovered one thing, that is, Bruce's flying skills are very high.

Flying has always been difficult for humans. Even if they could fly without any external force, the human body structure is not suitable for high-speed flight, not to mention dodging and rushing left and right during the flight.

But Bruce's movements were quite agile. Injustice Superman almost caught up with him several times, but he avoided him with his flexible and maneuverable body movements. Injustice Superman didn't really want to think about how he developed this flying body movement.

Just as Bruce was circling the two Supermen above Metropolis, Lex also brought Injustice Batman to the safe house underground of the Luthor Group.

The bodyguard pushed Injustice Batman into the room and secured him in a safety chair. Lex sat on the sofa opposite, whispered a few words to the bodyguard next to him, lowered his head to type on his phone, and then looked at Injustice Batman.

"Okay, Bruce. I'm busy, let's make it short." Lex said, "I really want to know why the Superman in your universe became like this."

"You want to know Superman's weakness?"

"Just take it as it is." Lex was in no mood to explain to him. He said, "You don't have to beat around the bush. No one can save you now, and you can't run away. This question is not an unanswerable taboo. As long as you tell me, maybe I can help you."

Injustice Batman moved his lips, and he subconsciously searched for bargaining chips. Just when he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

Lex sighed, grumbled something under his breath, then walked over and opened the door to the room.

The first thing that came in was a pizza.

Of course, it was impossible for the pizza to "walk" in. Clark then walked in, handed the pizza to the bodyguard beside him and said, "I knew you wouldn't go upstairs to eat."

Lex turned his head and glanced at the pizza box. There was a vegetarian logo on it. It was the mushroom pizza that he relatively liked to eat, although he didn't like pizza at all.

"Didn't I tell you guys in the group chat that you don't need to bring it to me?" Lex turned around and walked over to open the pizza box. The pizza inside was still steaming hot.

He reached for one, but put it back. Clark looked at him in confusion. Lex sighed again.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the pizza?" Clark asked.

"Can you see the atmosphere right now?" Lex looked back at Injustice Batman and said helplessly, "How can I negotiate with Batman while dealing with the cheese strings on my pizza? Can you imagine how ridiculous this action would be?"

"Uh... I really didn't think about it." Clark said, "What do you want to eat? I can buy it for you."

"Why are you so attentive today?"

"Bruce wants to borrow your lab to build a cell phone."

"Take him and your pizza with you."

"Don't be so heartless." Clark walked in front of him and said, "I swear he won't damage any of your equipment this time. I will watch him."

"You swore the same thing last time, and then he broke three of my imported equipment." Lex turned away and expressed his refusal.

But he quickly turned around and said, "He wants to make a mobile phone? Why did he think of making a mobile phone again?"

"I don't know, he said he had a new idea." Clark followed Lex to the sofa and sat down only to find that there was a Batman tied to the safety chair opposite.

He immediately stood up a little awkwardly, but after thinking it over he sat down again, smiling and nodding to Batman.

Injustice Batman was obviously a little speechless. It's fine if you don't save me, but what are you laughing at? Is it funny?

But it's hilarious, as Lex eats the pizza and fails to fix the stringy problem, and Clark cools his drink with his freezing breath.

"Before you ask me what's going on with the Superman in my universe, shouldn't you first tell me what's going on with you two?" Injustice Batman couldn't help but ask.

"What happened to us?" Clark asked as he played with his phone, which had a large Luther Group logo on it.

"You're an alien," said Injustice Batman.

"That depends on how you define alien." Clark raised his head and looked at him. "Do you think black people are Americans?"

“You think I’m racist?”

"I know you don't have it, that's why I'm asking." Clark glanced at the two bodyguards next to him, both of whom were black.

"They were not originally Americans," Clark said. "They came to this land for special reasons during a special historical period. It's not their fault. They settled here, worked here, and created a good life for themselves. You can't say that they didn't have a part in the United States."

"You compare yourself to black people?" Injustice Batman frowned slightly, then said, "But I must point out that your status and situation are significantly different."

"Yes, that's why I said it was a special situation in a special historical period. No one can reproduce it completely. I just gave an example."

"Then this analogy is not appropriate." Injustice Batman felt that he had found the loophole in Clark's words, but he didn't expect that Clark's next words made him stunned.

"Yes, I think I did better than them." Clark looked into the eyes of the Injustice Batman and said, "I helped people, protected them, and made their lives better. So I can stand here and say with confidence that I have a part to play in the earth's present day."

"When you talk about a part of humanity, you can't avoid talking about Clark Kent. You can separate me from humanity racially, but you can't erase me from human history."

Injustice Batman stared into Clark's eyes for a long time. He realized that this might be the only Superman who saw the truth among the countless Supermen in the universe who were struggling with their own existence.

Human life span is short, but human history is long. When we stretch the time scale from a few months or years to hundreds or thousands of years, or even go back to primitive society tens of thousands of years ago, we can look at our own existence from another perspective. This is what is called "learning from history".

When a person dies, a group of people becomes extinct, or a country is destroyed, everything they had at the time becomes meaningless. To future generations, their existence means only one word: history.

History is the end of everything. No matter who we are, we will become history one day. Planets will become history, galaxies will become history, and the universe will become history.

Krypton has become history. But Kal-El's name does not exist in Krypton's history, and it never will.

What did his birth mean there? What should he have left behind? Would the traces he left behind affect the ending? These questions disappeared with the destruction of Krypton. Because in the final coffin, there was never a trace of that little baby.

On the contrary, Superman's name is destined to remain in human history. America may be destroyed, human civilization may perish, and the Earth will one day completely disappear in the vast universe. But as long as they leave behind history, Clark Kent's name will definitely be recorded in it.

This is a fact that cannot be changed by the Kryptonians, humans, and Clark Kent himself. It is a foregone conclusion that can be known now.

The only thing that changes is the image he appears in history. He can be a hero or a villain; he can be a kind guardian or a cruel ruler.

But no matter which image he takes, he is no different from other people like him in history. There has never been a niche track in human history, and saints and tyrants are everywhere.

Clark Kent's unique background, whether he is famous or unknown, whether he is well-known or infamous, cannot change the outcome that he will be classified as a certain type of human being.

He didn't have to explore, didn't have to do anything, and didn't have to prove anything. The outcome was already determined.

Unfortunately, too many superheroes cannot see through this point and care too much about what people think of them. They never think that the "existence" they have been committed to finding and the home that can accommodate this existence have already been clearly written on the last page of the history book.

At this point, Injustice Batman realized why Clark and Lex in this universe could live in harmony.

Because they both realized that no matter what they did, they could not change the fact that the name of Clark Kent, a Kryptonian, would always haunt human history like a ghost.

But Injustice Batman still spoke up: "People live in the present. If you have the ability to bring pain to mankind, who can guarantee that you won't do so?"

"You still don't understand what I'm saying." Clark looked up from his phone again and said, "My relationship with humans is irreversible. Even if the earth is destroyed, aliens will say: 'Look, that's Clark Kent, the last human on earth.'"

"The destruction of Krypton caused me to drift to Earth. The destruction of Earth caused me to drift to the next planet. Do you think repeating this process over and over again is a good thing?"

Injustice Batman pursed his lips. Of course he knew it wasn't true. It was very painful to be forced to integrate into a group but not be accepted, just like the example Clark gave before.

Farm life in Kansas left a kind and gentle side in Clark's personality, preventing him from completely degenerating, or at least from becoming a dictator who didn't need anyone's care or concern for anyone's opinions.

He needs society, he needs people, he needs friends, companions or supporters. His desire for recognition is insatiable.

So when he was extremely sad and angry, he chose to rule the earth instead of destroying it.

Because if the Earth is gone, all of the above will be gone. He will become the baby who was stuffed into the spaceship and thrown out in a hurry, alone and without relatives, wandering in endless loneliness, looking for evidence of his existence through the shadows of the past, like an abandoned dog.

If Superman doesn't destroy the Earth, then the fundamental conflict between Clark Kent and Lex Luthor doesn't exist.

Luthor's fundamental logic in dealing with Superman is that he feels Superman's existence threatens humanity.

If Superman protects the earth for justice, Luthor will feel threatened by him, because justice is a slogan and is unreliable. He can be just today and evil tomorrow. As a capitalist, Luthor understands this very well.

But if Superman protects the earth for his own benefit, Luthor will be more accepting of him. Slogans are empty, and interests are reality. As long as Superman and the earth have common interests, Superman is an ally of mankind.

Humans need Superman, and Superman needs humans. Mutual interests are the most stable alliance, which is more direct and reliable than any sensational slogans.

This should be the most perfect way to get along, and it doesn't seem difficult to achieve. But unfortunately, most universes can't do it.

In essence, although it can be said that it was a coincidence, the main reason is that it is unrealistic to expect everyone to remain rational and sit down to talk at all times, and really communicate calmly to the end. Batman would never make such an idealistic assumption.

So he was even more curious, what made the young Clark realize this so thoroughly? And what made Lex Luthor have the patience to listen to his ideas?