Chapter 167: Overdoing It

The Pentagon.

Amanda Waller's office.

"People of Earth, this is Brainiac..."

It was morning, the sky was clear, and it was a good time for the evil monarch to invade the Earth.

"Brainiac..."

Amanda Waller stared at the image on the tablet, the green alien, who played with the world's human technology products in his hands.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

She answered the phone expressionlessly.

"Yes, Mr. President. Yeah." She said:

"We have made a plan for such an event."

Brainiac's voice was still ringing on the screen. His words were automatically translated into a language that Amanda Waller could understand: "If you give Batman to me..."

Amanda turned her back with the phone in her hand:

"Yes, Mr. President."

She took a deep breath.

"No, betraying Batman is a complete suicide, and I don't think there is any need to discuss this idea."

"Yes, um. Mr. President, this is my opinion. I hope this conclusion will help you suppress those surrenderists."

"What?" Amanda Waller said, "You asked what our plan is?"

"I thought you had read the reports we submitted."

Then she paused for a long time, and then she said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President. Those reports are indeed perfunctory and useless, and your judgment is absolutely correct."

"Do you really want to know what our plan is for this attack?"

"Do you really want to hear the truth?"

She got a positive response on the phone.

"Okay." Amanda said.

"It's very simple."

"Our plan... is Batman."

A few minutes later, she hung up the phone and stood in front of the huge, transparent floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the steel jungle that undulated like mountains.

Squeak!

Steve Trevor hurriedly pushed open the door: "Damn it, I can't get through to you, so..."

Then he saw Amanda Waller with her hands behind her back in front of the window, so he stopped his hurried steps, slowly walked to her side, and stood with her in front of the window.

"Wonder Woman Diana has rushed to Brainiac's spaceship as soon as possible."

He said: "We originally wanted to arrange a plane to take her to attack the spaceship directly, but Batman's subordinate Killer Croc jumped out from a place that looked like a space channel and took her away."

He said: "Another ability we don't know about, Batman's concealment from us... Forget it, now is not the time to discuss these."

Then he heard Amanda Waller's voice, and the other party did not answer his words:

"Batman said that Brainiac would arrive on Earth in a month, but now it has only been two weeks since he said that."

The elite agent who looked like a black aunt only said half a sentence and did not continue.

"And Brainiac's invasion happened 7 minutes ago, Metropolis disappeared 9 minutes ago, with a population of tens of millions, but Batman failed to give any warning--" Steve stopped talking halfway.

He also remained silent.

Both he and Amanda thought of a terrible question, but neither of them wanted to say the second half of the sentence.

This is a very bad possibility, not only does it mean that they have entrusted the wrong person, but it is also likely to drag the entire earth to the brink of destruction:

If Batman's estimate of the time when Brainiac will arrive on Earth is wrong, then will the understanding of Brainiac that he showed in front of the two of them also be completely wrong?

There was a dead silence, and neither of them was in the mood to talk.

"Since it has been done, don't regret it."

Finally, it was Amanda who made the final decision: "This is a war, a war of survival."

"In the face of war, having two headquarters will only make us die faster. Even having a poor commander is better than having two commanders."

She turned around and sat back at her desk: "Up to now, we have provided Batman with the greatest support and tried our best. As for the final victory, defeat, life, and death..."

Amanda sat in her seat. This simple action made her fat face spontaneously produce a kind of aura that made people look sideways:

"Just accept it calmly."

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Arctic.

Krypton's Fortress of Solitude.

"Clark!"

Clark paused. He smiled apologetically at Killer Croc who was waiting beside him. The big green crocodile waved his hand indifferently, and Wonder Woman, who was standing with the crocodile, folded her arms.

Superman turned his head to look at Louis and said softly:

"It's okay, Louis, the Fortress of Solitude is safe. Although I haven't had time to teach you all the operating methods of the Fortress of Solitude today, what I have taught you before is enough for you to control this large spaceship."

He said, "I will be back soon."

He paused, and a somewhat apologetic smile appeared on his face again: "I'm sorry, Louis, I told you today that I would take time to accompany you for a day, and take you to see your mother... but I'm afraid I have to put it on hold for the time being."

His expression gradually became solemn: "I promise you that I will save Metropolis. This is my responsibility. I will be back soon, maybe... you know, we can have dinner together tonight."

But Louis didn't speak.

She just walked slowly in front of Clark, and then stretched out her palm to gently stroke the face of the Man of Steel.

The two of them looked at each other in silence, and tears suddenly flowed from Louis' eyes.

The two of them kissed each other.

Wonder Woman and Killer Croc turned their heads away at the same time.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Louise tried her best not to let her voice show worry or choking: "Okay."

She said: "I'll wait for you to come back."

"Go home early, Clark."

She burst into laughter.

"I'm still waiting for you to have dinner with me."

She looked at the warm smile of the Man of Steel.

"Okay."

Clark answered her.

He turned his head, and his high morale surged in his mind like a blazing fire.

He knew why Louise was crying at this time.

They were both trying to avoid a question:

According to Batman's information, Brainiac should arrive on Earth in a month.

Why now, why at this time?

If Batman's information is wrong, then all the preparations he made...

Will they really work?

"Superman, I will open the transmission channel for you. Well, although I brought the Batplane, my opinion is that you can fly faster by carrying me and Wonder Woman."

Killer Croc came up and said quickly: "I will be responsible for showing you the way, and we can directly meet up with Batman."

He said:

"The incident happened suddenly, and Batman has integrated all the people who can fight. Even if Brainiac came a little early..."

Killer Croc hesitated slightly, but still said decisively: "We can still... No, we will definitely besiege him to death as originally planned!"

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"Interesting."

Brainiac turned his head.

He turned off the image in front of him. His goal has been achieved. Batman has fallen into the trap and appeared on his spaceship. There is no need to waste half a word with those low-level creatures on the earth.

"A kind of space transmission..." He scanned the space door that appeared at the scene. Through the door, he saw what seemed to be a sea of ​​red blood behind it.

"It's something that doesn't exist in my database. You're surprising me more and more, Batman."

He slowly scanned the men Batman brought one by one.

Deathstroke drew out his double blades, Black Manta walked silently to the front of the crowd, and Livewire's hands flashed with lightning, Deadshot, and those characters who were recruited...

He sighed. This action imitated from the earthlings was very lifelike, showing the helplessness of people to the core - but Chen Tao knew that Brainiac had no such emotion of helplessness at all, all of this was the result of simulation.

"Is this all you rely on? That's all? Come on."

Every time he said a word, the artificially simulated emotions were stripped away from his tone bit by bit, and finally made his voice seem calm.

"Earthlings, you should have gone all out when facing me. Useless reservations will only make you die faster."

"I'm not sure if you can see my supremacy. Over time, the entire universe will be concentrated here and shaped according to my will. Your resistance is meaningless."

Then the artificial intelligence heard Batman's voice: "Unless we can stop you."

"I only offer you salvation. Your environment has been poisoned, your civilization has exhausted its resources, and the decline of the earth is irreversible."

"I still hope to give you a little chance to survive at the last moment. Frankly speaking, precious samples like you, each of them has enough research value, and I don't intend to destroy you."

No one responded to him.

Brainiac said to himself:

"I once told you this, Batman. I don't bring destruction."

He waved his hand, and countless cities that he had collected lit up at this moment, reflecting the entire spacecraft like stars:

"I bring salvation, Batman. Those cities that should have been destroyed because of themselves can continue because of my existence."

Still no one answered him.

"I think this guy has a problem with his head."

Deathstroke's voice seemed a little dull under the orange and black mask: "Does he really think he can shake our fighting spirit with this little mouth?"

"Of course not."

He heard Batman say.

"Of course not."

He heard Brainiac say.

The green robot looked at Batman with some surprise, and the other party interrupted him and spoke.

"While Brainiac was talking nonsense, he was also manipulating his trump card."

"What trump card?" Red Hood interrupted what Deathstroke had not said yet, and cooperated to be a meddler.

"Wait, you mean, Brainiac has something..." Deathstroke's mind turned quickly, and he suddenly thought of something, and his voice suddenly became deep: "Don't tell me that the trump card you showed us is actually related to Brainiac--"

He wanted to continue to say something, and then he was immediately interrupted by Red Hood: "Let Batman speak first."

"Doomsday has never belonged to Luthor or you, Batman."

When Deathstroke heard Brainiac's words, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave.

Batman had shown them the power of Doomsday before, which is why he joined this crusade so generously.

In his opinion, with these Doomsdays, how could they lose? How could they lose again?

This mission is just picking up money for nothing.

20 Doomsdays, each of them can pin Superman to the ground and beat him. They are united, enough to flatten any planet in the world.

But if... but if!

Damn it!

"You are just leading the way for Brainiac."

Brainiac said: "Don't use my scientific ability casually. I have warned you that stealing my knowledge will cost you a price. From the moment he chose to learn my technology, he gave me an opportunity to manipulate you."

He said:

"Luthor has been following my instructions. He is smart, but not enough. He thinks that splitting two personalities can protect his brain? Wrong."

He said:

"When he just came into contact with my Doomsday, through a small wound, some nanovirus robots that your so-called advanced biosafety technology could not detect had entered his brain."

"Those robots made Luthor follow my rules of conduct and let him fantasize that he could create Doomsday himself."

"20 Doomsdays, 20 Kryptonians you kidnapped... General Zod's men?"

Brainiac heard Batman's voice and nodded.

"Yes, I have dissected all of them alive. They have taught me a lot about the essence of Kryptonian power. I used their corpses to create Doomsday and successfully restored this biological weapon. But... I am still missing a piece of the puzzle."

"The yellow sun power."

"So you deliberately used Luthor's hand to make him think that he created these Doomsdays, so that these Doomsdays could get enough sun."

Deathstroke looked at the Doomsdays coming out of the space portal with an ugly face.

Bang!

The huge body of three or four meters fell to the ground of the spacecraft, making a dull sound. Then the next one.

Bang!

Deathstroke's heart became heavier and heavier.

The crowd began to get restless.

Batman had shown them these 20 Doomsdays when he was lobbying them, and now...

Have they all become enemies?

"Idiot, Batman, you killed us all."

Livewire put down his hand and said miserably: "I can't even beat Superman. 20 Doomsdays?"

"Superman will arrive on the battlefield soon." Black Manta said, and he slowly drew out his double swords.

"It's useless even if he comes." Livewire sat on the ground: "Whatever. Fortunately, I can still turn into electricity and escape."

But I can't do it.

Deathstroke had a cold face.

He also drew out his weapon.

Many Doomsdays stood in a row in front of Brainiac. These burly freaks were not teleported by Killer Croc through the Red of All Beings, but Brainiac directly used his technology to break through the limitations of space and summoned them to come here.

Brainiac's voice was low.

"You lose, Batman, the overall situation is determined. I can match your strength, but you can't match my wisdom-"

Boom!

But before he finished speaking, he saw the Doomsdays that he had just summoned made a slight sound and were directly swept away by some force and disappeared on the spot.

In a flash, more than 20 Doomsdays disappeared like bubbles, as if their existence just now was an illusion.

Brainiac suddenly looked at Batman: "You!?"

"You should know." He heard Batman's voice, and the other party sighed: "I have never believed in Luthor, and..."

Batman lowered his head:

"One Doomsday is indeed terrifying. He can kill Superman and destroy the Justice League."

"But in fact."

Chen Tao raised his head.

"If Doomsday appears in groups...then they are just small fry!"

I almost didn't defend the full attendance. I added 300 more words, everyone please download it again, sorry, sob.