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Chapter 300 Wait, something is wrong

Chapter 300 Wait, something is wrong (please subscribe, read, comment on the monthly ticket)
"Of course no problem!"

Clark agreed immediately. He didn't feel that he couldn't even answer a few questions.

"If we agree with your proposal now, what are you going to do next?"

Bruce didn't embarrass Clark, he just asked a normal question.

Clark was silent for a few seconds, then said: "The first step is of course to expose these crimes, expose them through the media, and create a public opinion offensive."

Ugh!
Bruce sighed. From this answer, it can be seen that Clark was too superstitious about the power of public opinion and overestimated the morality of American citizens.

Thinking of this, he changed the question he had prepared at the beginning.

"If, I mean if your propaganda campaign is successful, the people in the White House react and want to investigate the matter thoroughly, and ask us to provide evidence. Will you give it to us?"

"Of course we have to, otherwise how can we bring those people to justice!" Clark answered without hesitation.

Bruce nodded: "The White House has set up an investigation task force and asked the alliance to send someone to join so that they can contact each other at any time."

Clark looked at Bruce's calm appearance and always had a uneasy feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After thinking about it, he still focused on answering the questions.

"I agree to send someone to join the task force to keep an eye on that group of people and prevent them from making any moves."

Bruce still looked calm. "Although we encountered some problems in the process of searching for information, we are still going on as usual. Every time the task force speaks as a group, the government releases a lot of data."

"People are used to viewing the Justice League and this task force as departments of the same level, and believe that we are subordinate to the US government."

"We can clarify, or we can act separately."

This is the problem Clark could never solve.

Or maybe he never wanted to confront the government from the beginning, so he naturally wouldn't consider this aspect.
This is also the biggest disagreement between him and Martin.

He always felt that he could continue to cooperate with the government and that the two could find a balance.

"Instead of wasting this effort, it would be better not to get involved in this matter from the beginning."

Bruce suddenly overturned Clark's inference from the source.

"We can spread these crimes anonymously, and then use our own connections to secretly fuel the flames, and ultimately achieve the same effect."

"Without our participation, the government will certainly cover up the crimes that occurred in overseas bases. How can the final result be the same?"

Clark thought Bruce was talking bullshit.

Bruce showed a mocking smile on his face: "What a naive idea! You actually think that after we intervene, those bastards on Capitol Hill will suddenly become fair and just?"

Bruce's taunting was as powerful as ever, leaving Clark speechless for a moment.

Barry smelled the smell of gunpowder, and he put his head down on the table, covering his head with his hands like an ostrich.

Suddenly, the voices of questioning and answering disappeared. He raised his head cautiously and showed his eyes: "Is it over?"

"Of course not. Keep your head down. Don't raise it until I tell you."

Martin pressed Barry's head down, and Barry said "oh" obediently, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Martin took over Bruce's baton and said to Clark: "Overseas bases are a powerful weapon to protect the interests of the United States. Even without mentioning the money involved, Capitol Hill will not let this system fall.

Whether we expose the crimes of overseas bases publicly or anonymously, the only ones who will suffer in the end are some privates or officers at the level of lieutenants and field officers. And those people may even retire with honors. "

Martin had no good feelings towards the US military. It was a pure machine of violence with nothing but discipline.

"This is a serious accusation, Martin, are you hinting at something?"

Clark didn't know how to react. Martin's blunt remarks were more offensive than Bruce's sarcasm.

"I never hinted at anything. My meaning is very clear. The only way to truly eradicate those evils is for the Americans to withdraw their troops. Why should they set up military camps on someone else's land?"

Martin did not hide anything and spoke his mind directly.

"But doing so would be a blatant interference in the internal affairs of the United States and would earn him hatred."

"My God!"

"Clark, you are kidding me, right?"

"Man, are you awake?"

"Kal-El, you are such a naive fool."

After Clark said this, he was unanimously opposed by four people except Barry.

Even Jor-El, an artificial intelligence, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the stupid things his son said.

"Power is like the balls dangling from the genitals. There are only two possibilities: touch or not touch. There is no such thing as touching it even a little bit. In the eyes of those assholes on Capitol Hill, there is no difference between your disdain for discussion of the crimes involved and your desire to bring US troops back home."

Bruce was really helpless with this Boy Scout, as he had too little understanding of how power worked.

In order to make him sober up, Bruce directly used a crude but easy to understand metaphor.

"What's worse is that you never thought about what would happen to the Justice League if this plan failed."

Martin started to accuse Clark directly and pointed out his problems.

Diana continued, "Just today, we have attracted thousands of young parahumans, including hundreds of young people who want to join us."

"Before this, it didn't matter what you did. If you failed, you could just run away. But now we are responsible for those hundreds of children. If we fail, they have no choice but to go home."

"Those children will be disgraced along with us, or even die without a burial place. Have you considered this?" Clark certainly hadn't considered this. No matter what his identity was, he had never experienced real collective life, and naturally had no way of thinking about things he had never seen before.

After being questioned by Martin, Bruce and Diana in turn, he realized that he had thought too little.

Boom!
Clark sat dejectedly in the chair, seemingly hit hard.

"Let's end today's meeting here!"

Martin clapped his hands and declared the meeting over.

In fact, there should have been a voting session at the end, but Clark was so upset, the result was obvious, and there was no need to provoke him any further.

"Do you need me to take you back?"

Martin wanted to talk to Clark and help him resolve some of his psychological problems.

"No, thank you. I'm going to sleep in the Fortress of Solitude tonight and just chill."

Martin patted him on the shoulder, left the hall and walked towards the apron.

Clark is not a child. Although it is painful for him to have his fantasy shattered, he can always get through it.

"Wake up, it's been less than a minute and you fell asleep?"

Before leaving the hall, Martin woke Barry and took him up from the table.

"Don't come to me for this kind of thing in the future. Just inform me of any decision you make."

Barry complained slightly.

"We are short of manpower. One person has to do the work of several people. Don't even think about running away until the situation eases."

Martin put an arm around Barry's shoulders and gestured to the others to leave first.

Barry didn't notice this little trick, but complained to Martin: "It's okay for me to do the work, but it's too difficult for me to make decisions. I'm still young and inexperienced, and I can't bear such responsibility."

Martin smiled and did not continue the topic.

It would certainly be easy to never take responsibility, but no one can escape it.

"Speaking of which, how's Dr. Harrison doing lately? With so many things happening in Los Angeles, I thought he would come over to help."

Martin deliberately pulled Barry along, and the two fell far behind.

Barry shook his head slightly: "The doctor's condition is not good. His health is getting worse day by day. He doesn't even work in the Star Lab very often."

"That's not good news. Didn't you ask Dr. Harrison to check it out?"

Martin heard the sound of two planes taking off and stopped trying to slow down.

By the time they reached the helipad, the Batplane and the invisible plane had already flown away.

"Looks like I have to take your express train."

Martin bumped into Barry.

"It's my honor. I don't get many opportunities to help Martin."

Barry deliberately saluted Martin, which earned him a big eye roll.

"Stop being funny and let's go. I haven't experienced the power of the Speed Force yet."

Barry raised his right hand, and a uniform popped out from the lightning ring on his hand. He changed his clothes in an instant. Ordinary clothes could not withstand the energy brought by the speed force.

The first time he ran, his clothes were burned to ashes.

After changing into his uniform, he jumped up and down and said, "You ran faster than me before?"

"It was pure speed at that time, and it had nothing to do with the Speed Force."

Martin waved his hand to clear the matter up.

"Well, today I will let you experience the specialness of the Speed Force."

Barry was so confident that his hand began to vibrate at high speed on Martin's shoulder, and the yellow electricity spread through his body.

In an instant, the speed of matter around Martin slowed down, and the whole world seemed to stop. Everything was stretched, even the sound disappeared, only the light was still running normally.

Barry pulled Martin forward quickly and left the North Pole in an instant.

Despite this speed, Barry's running did not cause any damage to the surrounding weapons.

The Speed Force is amazing.

Barry was determined to show Martin the wonders of the speed force, so he kept running so fast that even the light began to distort.

Martin gently shook his wrist, and the "Time Chain of Kronos" on his wrist began to flow, affecting the flow of time through the speed force, and the past and the future began to move around Barry.

"Wait, wait, something is wrong, I feel it, we must stop now."

Barry looked at the time nodes flashing around him and became frightened.

At this time, he had never experienced time travel. Although he had heard similar introductions from Martin, he was still panicked when he encountered it for the first time.

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