The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4452 Prelude to Darkness (Thirty-Seven)
“Something still doesn’t quite add up,” Clark said again. “He definitely has more than one motive. If he wanted to keep an eye on Amanda, he could have just come to my office and told me, or made a phone call. Nobody other than Batman would be listening in on the president’s phone calls.”

“Who knows? He’s always been one to beat around the bush,” Diana said. “It’s so hard to get someone like that to be straightforward with you. They’re always evasive and suggestive when they speak; that’s their habit.”

Diana paused for a moment before continuing, "But I also think he probably has more than one purpose. Just making us on guard is clearly not enough. I don't believe he doesn't hate Amanda."

“He’ll absolutely hate Amanda,” Clark said. “The last time Congress approached him to take over the Sky Eye was because Amanda was dead, and now that she’s back from the dead, she’s asking him to do this thankless job. He’ll definitely teach her a lesson.”

“Does he want us to go after Amanda?” Barry asked. “But like you said, if he just tells you this news, without any prompting, you’ll definitely go after Amanda. Nobody hates her more than you.”

“Have you considered that Amanda isn’t the main point at all?” Ron said, his voice as steady as ever. “Someone like Schiller won’t waste time on clowns. It seems like he’s targeting Amanda, but I’m afraid he’s more interested in the real mastermind.”

You said 'Death'?

“That’s right,” Ron said. “Obviously, having Amanda stage such an assassination attempt on the president might help him find out where the mastermind is, or even do something to him directly.”

Diana and Clark exchanged a glance. Diana continued, "If Amanda was arranged by Schiller to find Kryptonite through the stolen documents from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and then orchestrated this assassination, it proves that she and Dr. Oed were together, but they didn't know each other when they were alive."

“Yes, they didn’t know each other when they were alive, and they were from different generations,” Ron said. “This proves something, something very important.”

"what?"

“If Dr. Oed is the real Dr. Oed, that is, truly resurrected, then there is absolutely no way he could help Amanda. Think about how Dr. Oed died; he chose suicide because he didn’t want to collude with the government. If he is really exactly the same as he was in life, no matter how much Amanda pressures him, he will never cooperate.”

Clark suddenly realized, and said, "That's right, this is the strongest evidence! It proves that the resurrected people are not real relatives at all, they are completely different!"

For the Justice League, this was incredibly good news. To be honest, although they ultimately made relatively rational choices, and no one truly succumbed to the sweet talk of the resurrected, there were certainly some who were unwilling to accept it.

They look exactly like their relatives and share the same memories. With the opportunity to make amends so close, no one could remain unmoved.

It's only because the current situation is relatively smooth, and Batman took precautions early on, causing these fakes to die socially, that the Justice League hasn't fallen into chaos due to this scheme, thanks to the combined efforts of many parties. However, if everyone still harbors hope, believing there's even a 1% chance that they are truly their resurrected relatives, then if they were to turn against each other in the future, something bad would definitely happen.

If the assassination of the president did indeed proceed as they deduced—the documents stolen from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, analyzed by Dr. O'Dr., revealed key clues that led Amanda to Kryptonite to deal with the president—then they brought together two people who were least likely to cooperate. This would be the strongest evidence that the resurrected person was an imposter.

Proving these imposters are fake is extremely difficult, almost impossible from a physiological standpoint. Otherwise, given how long Barry's parents have been detained, Batman would have already produced conclusive evidence. The fact that he can't prove they are genuine physiologically.

Since physiological evidence is insufficient, the only way to prove it is psychological. If the resurrected loved one is indeed a 100% perfect replica, then Amanda and Dr. Oed should be irreconcilable enemies. Forget cooperation; the moment Amanda goes to Dr. Oed to state her demands, she will undoubtedly face his fiercest attack.

Dr. Oedd certainly couldn't win back then, and he might seem pathetic and aggrieved, but it depends on the era. That era was truly full of powerful figures; even a minor leader was far superior to Amanda. Dr. Oedd was fighting ancient gods, so his unfortunate demise is understandable, but that doesn't mean he was weak. Dealing with Amanda would be a piece of cake, and he certainly wouldn't be driven to suicide like last time.

She died because of this last time, and who knows how much resentment she's harboring. Amanda, a fool whose stupidity is practically written all over her face, seems like an easy target. Dr. O'Dr. will definitely strike hard, and Amanda will definitely not come out on top.

Even if he didn't target Amanda, he would definitely kick her out. The plan to throw the baby into space is evil, and assassinating the president is even more insane. A man like Dr. O'Deh, who would sacrifice himself for righteousness, would never compromise in the slightest.

But ironically, they might have collaborated on the assassination plot against the president. This is a huge flaw that could cause the Justice League to completely lose any remaining hope for their imposter relatives.

Physical bodies can be identical, and memories can be perfectly inherited, but as long as personalities differ, they are not the same person.

In other words, the body may be damaged, and memories may be lost, but as long as their personality remains unchanged, they are still the same person.

Personality is like a person's core identity, their underlying code. If these elements are altered, it's impossible to say they are the same person. No matter how much they try to disguise it, it's just an empty facade.

For example, Dr. Ode's behavior during his lifetime was that of a great scientist who was not afraid of power and death. Then you ask him to cooperate with the synonym of evil authority, the anti-human and anti-social intelligence chief. Who would believe that they are the same person?

It can be said that at this point, the mastermind's plan to revive the Justice League's friends and family and appeal to their emotions has completely failed.

“You’re probably oversimplifying things,” Luther said again. “While you say that an honest person can’t cooperate with an evil person, which proves the honest person is a fraud and is some convincing evidence, I would prove it to you one by one.”

“What do you mean?” Diana asked, looking at him.

“I will expose everyone,” Lex said, “let them all show their evil side, so that you will be completely disillusioned.”

"How can this be done?" Diana asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's the question for you. Where did you put all those counterfeit goods?"

Clark was somewhat wary. He asked, "Why are you asking this?"

“I’m not trying to gather information. I can guess what’s going on; they’re probably being held somewhere for research. But you’d better be careful. The assassination of the president was a huge success, and Amanda has become too complacent. Like a fish pulled out of the water, with its powerful tail flick and struggle, they’ll want more.”

“See what I told you?” Diana said. “People like this always talk in a cryptic way, using all sorts of metaphors. Would it kill you to just say it directly?”

Lex was about to say something when Clark's phone rang. He picked it up, his expression instantly turning serious, and said into the phone, "What did you say? They broke out of prison?!"

Clark strode into the Oval Office. A pale-faced official was already standing before him. Clark gave him a cold look. The official flinched, then said, "I'm so sorry, Mr. President, it was our negligence..."

"You really failed in your duty to guard them. How could you let just a few ordinary people get away? What are you doing?!"

The official sighed and said, "Mr. President, although this may seem like an attempt to shirk responsibility, I must say that we really haven't found anything. Do you understand?"

"I don't know."

“Some people don’t believe they are Martians,” the official said bluntly. “Including some experts. They are very confident in their academic abilities, believe that the research cannot be wrong, and think that these people are human beings, innocent experimental subjects who were imprisoned here.”

"The key issue with the prison break lies here. A scientist secretly left his credentials at the detention center, which allowed them to pass through security. We caught the scientist, and he turned around and accused us of persecuting ordinary people for political gain."

Clark rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. If what he said was true, then it was actually a bit more troublesome.

This scientist might genuinely have good intentions, helping them escape from prison, just like the doctors had helped him before. Clark couldn't really blame him, because the fact was, after all that investigation, they couldn't find anything unusual. If they weren't human, then current medical biology and physics could be overturned. Scientists couldn't accept that.

What's more troublesome is that once they publish their research results, it will also arouse public skepticism. After all, these scientists are leaders in their respective fields, and their conclusions are highly credible.

"Damn it." Clark sat back down in his chair. He'd always felt that such a colossal lie was bound to be exposed sooner or later. He couldn't understand Batman's thinking, daring to pull this stunt. Did he really think there were any secrets that wouldn't leak?

The saying goes, "One lie leads to a thousand more." It's clear they're struggling to keep up the lie now. I should have known better than to treat them like Martians.

Clark looked up at the official and said, "Do you know where they went?"

“Police and state police are on the chase. They’ve found some clues; they’re probably heading towards the metropolitan area.” He thought for a moment and then added, “We’ll set up roadblocks on the roads to prevent them from storming the capital.”

Clark paused. The things they had just discussed suddenly flashed through his mind, especially what Lex had said: if it were him, he would expose all these people to ensure the best outcome.

Imagine this: humanity's spiritual leader, the President of the United States, and a central figure in the Justice League, is lying in bed, his life hanging by a thread. One more stroke, and he'll be meeting his maker.

More importantly, if Superman were to die and be resurrected, he would become an extremely powerful weapon, unmatched by the entire Justice League. Only Batman could defeat him, and the two of them might even fight to the death.

In other words, if Superman dies, the mastermind's plan in this universe will be considered a success. If you were one of the mastermind's subordinates, what would you do?
Clark finally understood that Schiller's plan was designed to drive them completely mad.

(End of this chapter)