The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3473 Research on Cats and Dogs (Twenty-one)

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

Although they had agreed to meet in front of the statue in the square, Barry was at Quinzel's Ice Cream Shop when Schiller called him. Thinking of the extremely sweet sparkling water, Schiller quickly rejected Barry's offer to buy him a glass.

Schiller drove to the cold drink shop, and Barry and his friends were just walking out with drinks. Schiller walked over and found that the car they rented was a red pickup truck. In addition to the drinks they just bought, there were also a lot of food in the car.

"Are you planning to drive all the way to Los Angeles?" Schiller asked, looking at the things in the car. It was less than four hours' drive from Gotham to Metropolis, and it didn't seem like they could eat so much.

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

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

Harley opened the car door and jumped out, taking the drink from Barry's hand. After looking at it, she said, "You didn't buy the new mint flavor?"

"Come on, I don't like mint flavor. It tastes like liquid toothpaste." Barry showed a look of disgust, and then said, "The peach flavor you launched last season was delicious, but it was taken off the shelves very quickly."

"You think that flavor is good, too?" Pamela said, resting her elbows on the car window. "I'm also suggesting to Harley that she put this flavor back on the shelves."

"The peach flavor is selling really well." Harley snapped her fingers and said, "It will be on the shelves next spring."

While we were chatting, we saw a blond figure walking towards us from afar, carrying a large travel bag on his back.

"Hi, hello, I'm Kara." Kara seemed to have quickly adjusted her emotional state and walked over to hug them warmly. Pamela was even more enthusiastic than her.

Pamela quickly winked at Barry, who rolled his eyes slightly at him, then walked over and hugged Kara and said, "You came just in time. We just bought some iced drinks. Would you like one?"

"Well, aren't we going to fight afterwards? I'm not used to drinking too much before exercise."

"Don't worry, it's still early. Even if aliens really invade the earth, we won't be the first batch." Barry shook his head and handed Kara a drink.

"We rented two cars," Pamela said. "That blue pickup truck over there is also ours. There are some plants I made in the back. I'll drive that one."

How could Harley and Barry not know what she was going to do? They waved and let her pass. Kara asked curiously, "Plants? Why do you want to bring plants?"

"Those are not ordinary plants. You can think of them as weapons." Barry said, "They are new species developed by the Natural Biology Laboratory of Gotham University. You can go and take a look."

Kara followed him curiously, and only found Schiller when she turned the car around. She greeted Schiller, and Schiller nodded to her.

"Okay, Barry." Schiller stopped Barry who was about to go around to the other side of the car to read gossip and said to him, "You may have to bring a new partner. You should know him, or at least have heard of him. He is from another world."

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

"Yes."

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

"Professor X."

"puff!!!"

Barry spit a mouthful of drink onto the car door.

"who??!!!"

"Professor X. To be more precise, a brain wave of Charles Xavier." Schiller knew that Barry would have this reaction, and he warned, "He will stay in your spiritual world temporarily, but he will not hurt you. He may talk to you in your mind. I am worried that you will be scared by him, so I came here to warn you."

Barry stretched his arm over the car window, took out two tissues, wiped his mouth, coughed twice and said, "It's not that serious, is it? It's just the general of Krypton who is attacking, not the entire Krypton. It won't require the leader of the mutants to take action, right?"

"We haven't found the Martian Manhunter in this universe yet, so communication is not that convenient. Kryptonian technology may block the signals of Earth's electronic equipment. If we don't use magic, this is the only way."

"Okay." Barry actually showed an attitude of not fearing death. Schiller said helplessly: "This is just a brain wave of Charles. The attack and defense power are not enough, and it won't..."

Just when he said this, he saw Barry's eyes widened a little, and then he suddenly walked forward and shook hands in the air.

"Well, hello, hello, I'm Barry. Yes, I've heard of you for a long time, Professor Xavier. I didn't expect you to be so young. I was wondering if I could meet you in the fighting world one day..."

There was nothing in front of Barry.

Schiller began to doubt the credibility of Charles's alleged incompetence.

However, compared to a sudden voice speaking in the head, it is indeed easier for the other party to "see" a specific image. Although this is only the result of using psychic power to manipulate the image processing system of the other party's brain.

Seeing that there was no problem with Barry, Schiller left. In Barry's view, the young Charles Xavier wearing glasses talked to him with a smile on his face.

Harley was a little confused when she stuck her head out, and then she saw a blue-eyed young man suddenly appear in front of her, which scared her.

Barry glanced down at his watch, then said, "It's getting late, Harley, send a text to Pamela, we need to leave."

After saying that, he considerately opened the car door for Charles, watched Charles walk into the car and sit down, then as if he just remembered something, he took out a drink and handed it to Charles.

"Thanks, but I don't drink it cold." Charles said with a smile.

Barry had no choice but to withdraw his hand. Harley, who was sitting in the driver's seat, seemed to sense something and looked up at the rearview mirror of the car - there was nothing in the back seat.

The two pickup trucks quickly drove out of Gotham University and headed towards Metropolis along the coastal highway. When passing the beach, they saw a big sand castle, and on top of the sand castle, a huge bat was made of sand.

The car sped along the highway and soon approached the metropolis. Kara's long blonde hair outlined the shape of the wind. She looked out the window at the sunny coastline in a trance. Suddenly, she asked:
"Do you know Clark Kent?"

Pamela put one hand on the steering wheel, glanced at Kara's expression, and said carefully: "I have met her a few times, but we are not very familiar with each other."

"What kind of person is he?"

"Are you his fan?" Pamela asked politely, but her tone was like "Are you attracted to him?"

Kara also keenly noticed this. He turned to Pamela, smiled and said, "He might be my brother."

Pamela looked at Kara. The girl looked like she was only in her teens, while Clark had graduated from college many years ago.

Then she suddenly remembered that Clark was an alien, so was Kara too?

"Yes, I'm a Kryptonian too." Kara pursed her lips and twirled her hair with her fingers. "I didn't expect to find my relative on Earth. I don't know how he is doing."

"It should be pretty good." Pamela said, "Superman is one of the leaders of the Justice League, and Clark Kent is also a well-known reporter. He is much more successful than most humans."

"What worries me is another problem." Kara slowed down her speech. "Other Kryptonians are going to invade Earth, which may make his situation difficult."

"Are you worried they won't trust him?"

Kara shook her head and said, "If I were the one who wanted to invade the Earth, I would choose to announce his alien identity. In this way, a large number of ordinary people would no longer trust him and push him to the other side."

"You've heard about the alien invasion for a while, but you haven't found any trace of them, which means they may have been hiding and preparing to do something." Kara continued, "I guess that's what they want to do."

Pamela's heart tightened. She really hadn't thought of this. Because the relationship between the members of the Justice League was too good, this level of sowing discord would not have any impact on them.

But if you take ordinary people into consideration - especially ordinary people in big cities, whose lives are too comfortable and whose brains don't work very quickly - things might become a little troublesome.

Even from the Dou Realm, Pamela could get a glimpse of the outlines of major events in other universes. Among them, there were not many tragedies caused by ordinary people swinging left and right, but each one was very tragic.

Pamela pulled out her phone and started texting Oliver. If anyone could have been fully prepared for this, it was probably Oliver. He understood ordinary people and knew how to guide them.

The moment she lowered her head to look at her phone, Kara suddenly screamed. Pamela looked up suddenly and saw a figure flying towards them at a very high speed.

"Chila——"

Brakes sounded. Pamela ignored the pain in her chest from the impact of the steering wheel and stretched out her hand, causing several vines to sprout out of the ground.

Almost at the same time, the red laser swept over, and the green vines were cut in half. But if there were no vines, they would have been beheaded.

Kara got out of the car first, staring at the figure flying in the air. Barry and Harley, who were sitting in the car behind, also stopped and got out of the car. Barry looked at the figure slowly descending from the air with a serious expression.

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

The Superman who fell from the sky was shining with metallic luster, and his light blue eyes turned almost completely white under the sunlight.

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

"His brain waves are messed up. I'm trying to sort it out, but it's going to take about five minutes - hold him back."

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

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