The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4442 Prelude to Darkness (Twenty-Seven)
With a click, Diana turned off the television, sat down on the sofa, and sighed deeply. Well, that solved the problem of the lack of historical records about the Serpent of Phrygne. If Schiller had been born thousands of years earlier, humanity would have already mastered pi.

Regarding Schiller's purpose, what Diana can currently discern is that, besides letting people know that the Martians are indeed plotting against the Justice League, he has also lured out the opposition led by the mayor of Metropolis.

Although the mayor tried to run when the fight broke out, the secret agents were already on their way, so he didn't escape. The entire group inside the mansion was also apprehended. Presumably, a large number of them will confess soon.

In addition, they created a completely new version of The Serpent of Frini, adding an origin story. They also finalized the patch regarding Clark's identity.

It's not a good thing for people to keep thinking Clark is a Martian. If he does a good job, people will think it's his duty because it was his own people who started the war; if he does a bad job, people will suspect that he was just pretending.

Now, the legend of the Serpent of Phryne has revealed the existence of Kryptonians. While there's no concrete evidence yet, at least it provides an official statement. If evidence is needed, it's not impossible to obtain. Just send Clark back to his homeland again and bring back some local specialties.

Additionally, Damian and Steve were apprehended. These two are also part of the resurrected army and are considered unstable. It's best to keep them under close surveillance, like Barry's parents, to ensure they don't cause any trouble outside.

Diana instinctively felt there was some other purpose behind it, but she couldn't discern it from the information she had. However, Diana felt that the whole affair involving the snake was far from over.

Schiller's utilization of resources was despairingly efficient. Through the Serpent of Frinier, he had extended seven or eight lines, each with several different purposes. Every time this serpent appeared, it wouldn't stop until it had beheaded several enemies, yet even so, people still flocked to it, just like the world's most delicious bait, attracting countless foolish fish to take the bait.

Logically, having such powerful teammates should be reassuring. But Diana wasn't happy at all. As the saying goes, "A cat is a good cat as long as it catches mice," but summoning an evil god just to catch mice was going too far.

Another thing that didn't cheer Diana was that something serious had happened to her arm. As of today, rigor mortis has begun to appear on her arm.

She did go to Batman for a checkup; in fact, she went immediately after the incident. Batman's result was also a single word—"dead."

Diana's arm is now a corpse. But strangely, she can still control it freely and doesn't even feel anything unusual. If it weren't for the deep indentations left by pressing on the skin and the widespread red lividity, she would have thought she had never been injured.

Diana and HAL had the same symptoms. So she decided to talk to HAL. As compensation for Diana and to cooperate with the president's work, the Metropolitan Museum of Art gave Diana a long leave of absence. Diana went directly to the fast-food restaurant where HAL worked, claiming she wanted to work there too.

Unlike Hal, Diana is a celebrity, especially popular lately. The fast food restaurant owner wanted to refuse, but fearing the Justice League would investigate her taxes, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

So the two of them happily started frying French fries in the kitchen.

"These fast food machines are so convenient," Diana said, operating the machine. It was an automatic French fry machine, the fully automatic kind. You just had to throw the fries into the basket, press a button, and the basket would sink into the oil by itself, then float back up when the time was up. All they had to do was put the fries in and pack them.

Actually, it wasn't an easy job, because the kitchen was very hot, but luckily neither of the two corpses seemed to mind the heat. So they ate, chatted, and fried the food, and it was quite enjoyable.

"What do you think is going on?"

“I think they may have changed their tactics,” Hal said. “Batman anticipated our moves and pulled off the Martian incident, which completely ruined their plan to impersonate our family members and sow discord among us. Now they’re not even going to pretend anymore.”

"How so?" Diana asked.

"You should go back and ask your mother and sisters. Is it possible for an ordinary human to infiltrate the Amazon Queen's prison and rescue another ordinary human without superpowers, without any superpowers?"

“I’m afraid that’s unlikely,” Diana said. “The Amazon’s prisons are designed for people with superpowers, so it won’t be easy for them to escape. But I did ask my mother, and she meant that no one noticed anyone sneaking in, and no one was hurt.”

"They must have sneaked in, since it's not a good time to make a big fuss, or they'd become global enemies. But being able to sneak in is still quite impressive, isn't it?"

Diana nodded and said, "They must have used superpowers somewhere we didn't see them. Maybe the mastermind behind it all, Death, helped them."

“This isn’t even sneaking around anymore,” Hal said, glancing at Diana’s arm. “Haven’t you already been infected?”

Diana glanced at her arm and sighed. She had indeed seen the black line that day, but because it was so thin and fleeting, she wasn't quite sure if she had been attacked.

After all, the wound isn't painful or swollen now, and aside from being a bit lifeless, it's still manageable. What kind of wound is this?
“Both you and I have developed these symptoms, which proves that this is one of their most powerful attack methods,” Hal speculated. “Turning us into corpses must have some significant purpose.”

Diana suddenly realized and said, "Do you remember what Schiller said? This is a crisis in the multiverse, but it just chose our universe as the trigger point."

"what do you mean……"

"They may want to use us to invade the multiverse."

Hal nodded and said, "That's certainly possible. Schiller said before that the Grim Reaper hasn't fully arrived yet. He might need to cultivate a group of loyal subordinates in the multiverse so that he can open a portal and threaten the multiverse. We're just the unlucky ones chosen."

“In other words, although this injury doesn’t seem like much now, what if he wants to use his power to control us…” Diana frowned and said, “I’m really worried that I’ll endanger the Earth and the Justice League.”

“Take it easy,” Hal patted her on the shoulder, tossed a fry into his mouth, and said, “Why should it control us, and not the other way around?”

Diana looked at him with some confusion. Hal thought for a moment and said, "What enters my body is my energy. Whether it's the Green Light energy or this so-called Death power, I control them with my spirit, not the other way around."

"No matter how strong it is, no matter how much power it sends into my body, it can't control me. On the contrary, I can try to absorb and control its power. Isn't that right?"

"You seem very confident."

“This is based on my experience,” Hal said earnestly. “To be honest, when the Green Lantern energy first entered my body, it tried to control me. In other words, this kind of external force entering the body will compete with the body’s own power for autonomy. It was only through willpower that I was able to control the external force and become a Green Lantern.”

"Then the power of death is the same. Once it enters my body, it will inevitably try to seize control of it. But how can you say that it will definitely win?"

“It might be much more powerful than the green light,” Diana said.

Hal shook his head and said, "I didn't just spend those days training at Green Lantern headquarters for nothing. From what I understand, the Green Lantern power is already one of the fundamental forces of the universe, even the Mother Box might not be able to surpass it. For it to surpass the Green Lantern power, it would have to be God."

"If it's not stronger than the Green Light power, then I've already defeated the Green Light power, so controlling it will be a piece of cake; if it is stronger than the Green Light power, I might still be able to defeat it. Because the most powerful power I've ever controlled is the Green Light power, but my potential might be more than that. If it comes, I'll take it down just the same."

Diana couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. HAL was a pure optimist. He was incredibly confident and resolute, and even someone as old as herself was moved by such pure conviction. Truly a top-notch pilot.

The thought of pilots made Diana's mood somber again. She said, "I've never told you before, but Steve is a really good pilot. He flies fighter jets exceptionally well and has a long list of victories..."

“I’ve heard of him,” Hal said. “A heroic pilot during World War II, who unfortunately died young. He is also one of my role models.”

Diana forced a smile, and Hal continued, "Honestly, if I were to die one day, flying a plane to embrace my lover and unshackle her would be the most romantic way I can imagine dying. It's a pity I don't have a lover as tough as you."

Diana chuckled at his words. She shook her head and said, "I'll relay that to Carole exactly as he said it."

“No, no, no. She’ll be furious if she finds out I wanted to hit her with a plane.” Hal quickly backed down, saying, “Besides, this kind of thing is very unlucky in this line of work. I have to be careful not to say words like ‘fall’ or ‘crash’.”

"Then why are you still using the test-flying aircraft..."

“That was an accident,” Hal sighed. “I just…”

“Wait,” Diana suddenly interrupted Hal, then said, “Are you sure it was an accident?”

Hal looked at her.

“I don’t mean anything by it. Of course, I trust your judgment. But, I’ve observed that there’s no one in the Justice League who hasn’t experienced conspiracy and persecution. While I don’t necessarily think the worst of everything, it’s always good to think more and investigate more.”

Diana was being very tactful; to put it bluntly, the entire Justice League had been persecuted. Leaving aside the tragedy at the Victor family, even a superhuman like Ron couldn't protect Dr. Oed; and Bruce, a wealthy man, lost his son.

Hal's life seemed smooth sailing, and he lived a carefree life. It's possible that he didn't experience persecution, but rather that he was too capable to avoid it. In that case, the most likely explanation is that plane crash.

Hal nodded and said, "Actually, I didn't feel any obvious loss of control. But I'll try to investigate further. Carol had her suspicions at first, after all, her family has made quite a few enemies. But without conclusive evidence, it's difficult to break off relations. I understand her."

Diana then realized that it wasn't that they hadn't investigated, but rather that the other party had done a clean job. Without conclusive evidence, they couldn't afford to break ties. They could only ask Hal to remain silent for a while.

No wonder, even after such a big incident, his father-in-law didn't blame him much, and his girlfriend even covered all his expenses. You could say Hal is very lucky.

“Oh, right,” Hal suddenly remembered something else, “our family members have all come back to life. What about Clark’s? Has his father died?”

“It seems so,” Diana said, “but his mother left the farm after he became president. She must have gone somewhere else, under Batman’s protection. If his father came back, he probably went to the farm too.”

“I sent him a text message to remind him,” Hal said. “Although I don’t think he’ll fall for it, it’s better to be on the safe side.”

I drank so much during the Spring Festival social gatherings that I passed out. (Image attached)