"Slade, what's wrong with me?"
The projection communication is on, and the bald head Luther is dissecting an alien corpse, holding a liver-like organ in his hands and placing it in a tray, and the creature's blood is like green jelly."
I want to ask you about mud-faced plasma, you should have time now, right?"
The sound of the death knell echoed in the bell tower, and he squinted at the creature on the dissecting table, and saw that it appeared to be alive, but under anesthesia.So he suspects that Luthor is cooking, maybe an alien sashimi?"
Mud-faced plasma, yes, one of my discoveries, a few years ago, I got a piece of the body that fell from the mudface, and I isolated a liquid from it, combined with some radioactive mutagens, to make something similar to plasma, that's the name."
The bald head shook his hands, took the gauze handed by the skeleton drone on the side and wiped his hands, he paused his work and looked in the direction of the death knell: "Because it is not serum, it cannot be injected, it can only be used orally, according to the experimental results, normal human men with ordinary physical fitness can have the ability to deform for a short time after taking a small amount of mud face plasma, and the duration varies from person to person."
Why, don't you have a symbiote that can provide this ability, and why do you ask about such a gadget that doesn't come off the table?
It has side effects. ”"I suspect that someone is going to do things with your gadgets now, what kind of villain year did you, and you got a whole bunch of tails to clean up."
Feeling out a bottle of wine and taking a sip, Su Ming handed the rest to Bobo and continued: "But at present, it is only a suspicion, the suspect died in the police station, and there are some coincidences in the whole thing, let me tell you about it, starting with Zeus who returned to the public eye this time........
"Knell probably talked about what happened before, as well as his concerns about this chameleon incident, because he even suspected that a certain race was planning to eat away at humanity in this way, replacing humanity's position in the story little by little."
The corpses that died in the halls of the GVPD General Bureau took on the appearance of mud faces, but could the whole thing be closely related to the monster that had changed its mind?
Could it be that someone behind the scenes deliberately threw such a thing to mislead Batman's vision and train of thought, but was hit by the death knell?
If you look for clues related to mud faces, but in the end the people behind the scenes are a group of magical shapeshifters, it will be funny, and the direction of the investigation is very different, I am afraid that I will be laughed to death in the future.There are too few clues about Zeus and the corpse of Gotham, and too many possibilities......
So Su Ming needs Luthor to provide some wisdom from his bald head, but it is just a reference, and it will not make the three Zhuge Liang become stinkers."
Hehe, Slade, you're really not any of the death knells I've ever known, look at you, you're worried about the survival of humanity?"
The bald head smacked his lips a few times, and a narrow smile appeared on his face: "Actually, you don't need to participate in this kind of thing at all, let the Justice League take care of it, anyway, even if the human race dies in the end, only you and I are left, there is still a way to develop a new human race again, we are the hope of mankind!"
Don't expect the ignorant majority, they are all a burden.......""
Stop, you're not afraid of trouble, I'm still afraid, the ready-made human beings don't want to use it, and they want to create another human by themselves?
You still don't understand the relationship between humans and dreams. ”Su Ming was not accustomed to this point of view, and directly went back, and threw a riddle to Luthor but did not continue to explain, but said: "You just need to tell me, did the person who died at the Gotham Police Station use mud-faced plasma?"
Don't talk about your theory of destruction and reconstruction, I don't like to hear it. ”"Tsk, I didn't want to destroy humanity for a long time, it was a trial and error......
Well, you took a sample of the corpse with strangulation, right?
Teleport over, I'll take a look at it for you. ”As soon as Death Knell hardened, Luthor relented on the spot, and he stopped talking nonsense, but began to cooperate with the work.The sprouts spat out a drop of yellow liquid, and the lieutenant teleported it, Luthor caught it with a test tube, then called out to Brainiac and went to work.Bobo warmed up with a bottle of wine and drank spirits, and on a rainy night in Gotham, even in summer, the chill drilled into his guts like maggots on tarsal bones.The clock tower was abandoned for a long time, and it has been decaying ever since humans invented the watch.Batman later bought it and gave it to Barbara, who had just left the wheelchair at the time, as a gift, like an adult building a treehouse in the backyard for his children to use as a secret base.Well, in the past, there may have been times when children could not be found, but with a secret base, if parents are looking for children again, then they can come to the tree house and arrest people without thinking.......
But on the other hand, since it is said that it is a secret base, the appearance is naturally not too conspicuous, so it has not been repaired much, but a secret space has been separated at the top of the bell tower to store high-tech equipment, which is the real core area of the bell tower.Now, Su Ming and Bobo are sitting directly below the secret base, in a pile of miscellaneous goods full of historical relics.Somewhat bored while waiting for Luther's findings, Bobodon walked around and found a handwritten book of sonnets out of a pile of old things, and read it to Deathstroke in a funny monkey voice.“.......
The queen of the palace loves roses, but His Majesty the King gave her a turtle, and the delicate stamen confided in the child's sin, but when I saw it as I passed, I could only say, Phew!
”After a short reading, the orangutan laughed, and he trotted over and poked Deathbell's leg with his elbow, and said with a smile: "Do you hear, Slade, this is a poem about such shameful things, my God, if Petrarch sees it, I am afraid that he will not have to find this poet in the land of the dead for a soul duel, quack!"
”Francesco Petrarch was an Italian poet, the founder of the Renaissance concept of humanism, and it was he who carried forward the sonnets and attracted the preference of future people such as Shakespeare for this beautiful format.However, Knell just smiled contemptuously, as if he didn't look down on this kind of pediatric poetry at all, he re-lit a cigarette and smoked it, watched Luthor in the projection conduct an investigation experiment, and said lightly: "You think this poem is the lower limit of art?"
You still don't know much, in my hometown, there was once a person who peed on the ground and washed out a small pit, so he wrote a poem to commemorate himself, and a group of people praised her, calling it learning art. ”Hearing the man say this, the orangutan was stupid on the spot, his face was long, and it took a long time to say a sentence: "......
That's really sick, what kind of magical world is your hometown?
”"Hehe, so, I think you picked up this preschool diary?
The poems in it are so good that you should frame it in a glass frame and hang it in the Forgotten Bar to give your shop some artistic vibe. ”Su Ming just laughed, and he also gave Bobo a move.In fact, the bar can be arranged with a little vulgar things, just like the color jokes on the wine table, everyone will smile after listening to it, and there is a drinking atmosphere.But the orangutan shook his head like a rattle, and he threw the notebook into a dark corner with his backhand, and slapped his paws again and again, as if blaming himself for being cheap: "It's better to be free, I'm afraid that if I really do this, I won't have the face to see Jim when I die." ”Although he is an orangutan, his artistic requirements seem to be quite high.