Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

A special power will always leave some sequelae for its possessor.

Being able to see too many worlds makes Deadpool's brain abnormal, although it seems that the two cannot be equated, because it is really difficult to tell whether Deadpool can break the dimensional wall because he is crazy , or he went crazy because he broke the dimensional wall and saw too many worlds.

People who have seen too many worlds have a hard time maintaining their "self."

For these people, everything is doubtful, everything is uncertain, everything is fictitious and inexplicable—often Karl was surprised that he did not go crazy under the tremendous pressure, because he Have seen so many bad worlds.

... No, not just those worlds where Superman becomes Lord of Justice, and it's not just worlds where Superman becomes Superman of Unrighteousness.

When Karl first saw those worlds, he still felt sympathetic to the sadness, but the experience of performing Superman's duties over the years allowed him to distinguish himself from those Superman very clearly.

There are so many supermen in so many parallel worlds, each one different from the others.

They are the same Superman, and they are not the same Superman.

The difference is hard to describe, but today Carl can clearly distinguish himself from them.

Is it difficult to pick out the unique bean among [-] million beans?Absolutely, without a doubt.

But Superman always finds a way.

A sense of ritual, a little special behavior, a little entertainment that only he can understand and understand, such as naming his lonely fortress the Jackdaw.

Add to that his lovely, amazing, hopelessly charming and tooth-gnashing friends.

And Clark, the eternal sun, shines with the brightest and warmest light all the time.

Carl wanders the Fortress of Solitude.

Every inch of the fort was carefully drawn by him, and Alexander built it himself to ensure that it was built as Karl expected, and the finished product did not live up to Karl's expectations. Every detail in the fortress was so perfect, even With his eyes closed, Karl can clearly imagine its appearance in his mind.

In the middle of the Great Hall of the fort is a giant statue of the Al couple, the lab is placed a little farther away (Clark is as bad at these as he is, thanks for that, otherwise Carl would have to struggle with whether to do everything possible to improve himself Among them), the weapon storage room is behind the laboratory.

The endangered species and other extremely dangerous creatures in the universe are all on the upper level of the fortress. Alexander designed a suitable ecological environment simulation system for them. In addition, there are many facilities in the lonely fortress, including Observatory and rooms for living and resting.

Karl invested a lot of energy in this place, but in fact he rarely came here.

From the time it was built to the present, it has probably only been there three or four times.

He walked around the Fortress of Solitude with some nostalgia, then stopped in the hall, and took off the Mjolnir hanging around his neck.

Thor's hammer grew bigger in his hands, and soon returned to the size when it was picked up by Karl, who placed it in the middle of the hall, at the foot of the statue of the El couple.

"I'll be back after I go to deal with some trivial matters. Before that, you stay here temporarily." He whispered to Mjolnir, wondering if this weapon has its own consciousness like some worlds, " I won't be away for too long."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and Mjolnir lay quietly at the feet of the El couple, maintaining the state he had shown when he was put down by Karl, and did not respond to Karl's words.

Karl didn't feel hurt or surprised or anything, in his mind Mjolnir was just the hammer he picked up, no matter what happened, it was going to be returned to Thor in the end, so he just needed to make sure the hammer As long as the weapon doesn't disappear inexplicably, it doesn't have to be stolen.

The Fortress of Solitude is the safest and most difficult place to invade on Earth, so he safely left Mjolnir in the hall.

After bidding farewell to the young and enthusiastic convenience store cashier, Thor, who followed Mjolnir's energy fluctuations and rushed to the metropolis, stared in the direction of Al's main house in perplexity.

He didn't understand why Mjolnir disappeared without a trace from the earth all of a sudden. In his impression, there was nothing that could block the connection between him and Mjolnir.

Mjolnir has been lost or taken away in the past years, but there has never been a time when she lost contact with Mjolnir like now.

Thor realized that what he was going to face this time was different from any other time in the past. What he was about to fight might be a powerful enemy who could kill him--Asgard warriors were never afraid of death, they longed for death. Fighting and blood, eager to kill and conquer, Thor is the best of them. After realizing the fact that he may be severely injured, he not only did not flinch, but also became excited like never before.

But since his enemy was so powerful, perhaps he shouldn't set off to find him right away.

Thor's memory is very good. He remembers that he came to the earth more than 400 years ago, and even stayed on this planet for a long time.

The time flow rate of the earth and the universe is not exactly the same. During the communication with the cashier, Thor realized that the time on the earth had been less than ten years since he left.

There was one more person Thor wanted to see before looking for an enemy and starting the fight.

Carl went to Gotham.

The sky in Gotham has just been stained with a layer of leaden gray. At this point in time, the metropolis can still enjoy the warm afterglow of the sunset for more than two hours. However, Gotham, which is used to darkness and humidity, is very satisfied with a little sunshine.

The playground was not at all quiet because of the dark sky, it was still crowded and full of people's voices.

I don’t come to the playground very often when I’m older. People who choose to go out just because of today’s rare weather have already left. The children are already tired from playing, and they are being hugged and carried by their father or mother and walking home On the way, the people who are still stuck in the playground are either late or terribly energetic teenagers.

Bruce took Dick's hand and walked around the playground, because Dick was too tired to play anything, but he was reluctant to part with this place.

"time to go."

On the fifth lap, Bruce still said this sentence cruelly.

"Yes." Dick said obediently, "Let's go home."

They silently passed through the crowd who were still fighting. The mobile stalls in the playground had already closed their work, and the smell of food was completely gone. Compared with when they first came, they undoubtedly looked very quiet.

But Dick didn't feel much about this silence, instead he felt very peaceful.

Maybe it's because Bruce didn't hold his hand when he first arrived.

Dick was exhausted, but he quietly raised his eyes to glance at Bruce. His young adoptive father was looking straight ahead calmly. Through their tightly held hands, Dick could feel how smooth and even the other's footsteps were. and stable.

This is a very strange feeling, not happiness, and it doesn't seem to be satisfied, at least it is different from the feeling when he was with his parents.

Dick was too young to tell what it felt like.

But sooner or later he will understand that the emotion that makes him tired and relaxed at this moment is called stability.

Then in between half-awake and half-asleep, Dick felt his body go empty.He smelled Bruce's perfume and touched a warm and firm embrace, so sleepiness flooded up like a tide, over his head.

He also missed Bruce's cry of surprise.

"...Carl?"

"It's me, Bruce." Carl stood at the gate of the playground with his hands in his pockets, his eyes rolled around Dick's small back, and he showed a faint smile, "Why am I here? I know you have to ask This, at least you want to ask this."

"I'm so bored at home so just hit the gas pedal somewhere and before I know it I'm here; I've been keeping an eye on you guys and it's not unusual for you to be out with dick So I was so surprised that I couldn't wait to see it with my own eyes; I was planning to visit you today, and before I came, I called Afu to ask if you were there, and he told me to come to the playground to find you."

Carl gave three answers in one breath, and then shrugged pretending to be relaxed.

"Look, you can choose one of these answers you like. Don't mind me."

Bruce pushed Dick up, and then asked Carl an irrelevant question: "You can drive? Do you have a driver's license?"

"Of course I can drive, of course I have a driver's license," Carl stared at Bruce, and had to lower his voice because of the sleeping Dick, "I can even drive a starship, and I have a legal battleship driver's license..."

Something was thrown over, and Karl caught it as soon as he raised his hand.

He spread his hand and saw a bunch of car keys.

"Maserati? No idea." Carl shook his head, "Is this popular among rich young people? Nini has a Maserati in half a garage, and even Lexie has several. You also change to a Maserati every few days. I never drive a Maserati."

Carl's cars are all custom-made for him by the Ayre Group. According to Alexander's standards, each car has three forms of sea, land and air that adapt to the earth's environment, even though he knows that Carl doesn't need these fancy functions at all.

The lack of a strong rejection is purely because Karl feels that the development of things is difficult to predict. He doesn't need those functions very much himself, but others may always need them.

Saying so, Carl consciously found Bruce's flamboyant silver Maserati in the parking lot before Bruce opened his mouth, drove it out of the parking space, and parked in front of him.

"Get in," he said, "for Dick's sake, I'll be the driver for a while."