civilwarnovels Chapter 212 Reopening?
Chapter 212 Reopening?
Chapter 212 Reopening?
Batman observed Joey calmly, his expression unchanged compared to Joey's panicked demeanor.
"Do you really see me as a conservative who is extremely resistant to high-tech weaponry?"
Joey looked at her suspiciously: "So, everything's really alright over there?"
In his view, Batman is certainly not against high-tech weapons. Even the most ordinary Batsuit he wore before was technologically advanced enough to allow Batman to enter the atmosphere alone and remain unharmed.
However, this bat is a prime example of using the wrong tool for the right situation; the right equipment is used for the right situation.
Now that Batman has arrived here wearing the Inside Man armor, which combines the power of the Justice League, Joey thought someone had broken into the Watchtower from the other side!
"The reason I came here in place of Xinghuo is also related to the flow of time. The time warping effect has too great an impact on individuals, making it unsuitable for multiple time travels in a short period of time."
Batman clearly remembered that Starfire had said the world was quite peaceful after he returned, but looking at Joey's tense appearance, that didn't seem quite right. After a quick calculation of the timeline, Batman knew that Joey's week was probably going to be tough again.
"Less than an hour has passed since you left. How bad is the situation here that makes you so nervous?"
The mere mention of Galactus made Joey's head throb, lamenting that there was indeed no matchmaking system in his life's game.
"It's alright, it's just that we just forced back a super god who wanted to devour the Earth in one bite."
What kind of genius matching system would match an Earth, which has no decent heroes, with a planet devourer?
In the end, it seems that only the difference in tactics between our side and Galactus in this battle allowed Earth to survive.
For them, it was a life-or-death gamble; for Galactus, it was merely a desire for a full meal.
From the moment Doomsday rampaged with the body of the Giant of Light, Galactus realized that the cost of this meal far outweighed the benefits, so he simply turned around and left.
So much so that the destruction of the entire Manhattan Island could be attributed to the great battle between the separated Doomsday Giant and the Giant of Light. While Joey was explaining, Batman naturally raised his hand, operated the microcomputer on his wrist armor, connected to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal network, bypassed layers of honeypots, found the encrypted database, and began skillfully 'database dumping':
"How long are you planning to stay here?"
The reason Batman asked this question was because he wanted to know how much time he had left to steal S.H.I.E.L.D.'s entire accessible database.
In many ways, Batman and Iron Man are the same type of person: they have a strong sense of their own boundaries, but they always ignore the boundaries of others.
In terms of specific behavior, neither of their hands were very clean.
At this moment, the encrypted database of S.H.I.E.L.D., which relied on hierarchical authorization, was practically naked in the eyes of these two data thieves inside the agency.
While one side was casually decrypting and browsing top-secret documents, the other side was doing even worse, preparing to move the entire database back and slowly crack it.
"Do me a favor, Batman, how about we keep an eye on Tony from here?"
Now that someone had come to help with the work, Joey felt he could leave temporarily and do some cleanup work that he was supposed to do anyway.
For example, finding a suitable-sized rock slab on the seabed and filling back Manhattan Island, which had been turned into a trench from land.
With a sharp slap on his knee, Joey stood up: "I have to go—"
As Joey suddenly stood up from the chair, he felt a wave of dizziness, a discomfort that lingered in his mind, like the lack of blood supply caused by suddenly stretching after bending over for a long time.
The dizziness and loss of balance made Joey quickly reach out and grab the back of the seat. Once he regained his balance, he saw the strange looks in Bruce and Tony's eyes.
"Your nose *&*￥#".
Joey didn't hear what the two were saying; he only felt a warm, fishy smell rise to his nostrils, and when he reached out to touch it, he only saw a dark red patch.
The blood dripping from between Joey's fingers began to appear less straight in his eyes; everything around him was distorted and deformed. After a dizzying moment, Joey dragged the chair back a couple of steps and fell backward onto the ground.
Tony, lying on the hospital bed, almost cried out, but fortunately Batman reacted quickly enough to catch Joey before his head hit the ground.
"Should I call a doctor?" Tony put away the tablet that was stealing data and reached for the call bell by the bed.
"No!"
Batman, who stopped Tony from his reckless behavior, reached into his waistband, took out a scanner, and began to examine Joey, who had suddenly fallen unconscious.
"No one, regardless of who they are, is allowed to touch Superman's body."
Seeing Tony, who was struggling to get out of bed despite his injuries and looking concerned, Batman, who was new to the area and unaware of the situation, had no choice but to put on a stern face and issue a low, menacing warning:
"I mean, no one is allowed to have contact with me except me, and that includes you."
The tense Batman almost raised a batarang just now, destroying the call bell outright.
The leak of Kryptonian physical data and DNA samples is a world-destroying event, especially since this military organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. is almost certainly run by madmen like Amanda Waller.
With Superman currently in a coma, Batman dares not allow anyone to get close to him.
Tony, who had never known what "temperament" meant, finally felt what it meant to have a tangible killing intent.
The guy in the black cloak in front of me was like the negative version of Joey. Unlike Joey, who was always melancholy but silent and reserved, he seemed to have projected all his vicious emotions onto himself.
Such a simple threat was enough to send a chill down Iron Man's spine and a sharp pain in his brow.
If those spiders' spider-sense wasn't just a fabricated story they were making up to deceive him, then Tony felt that this feeling of unease he was experiencing must be exactly what he was feeling right now.
But that doesn't mean he has to let the other party do whatever they want.
"Are you sure you're Joey's friend? What good friend would stop the original owner from getting medical help? Besides, guess what—"
Iron Man's armor core energy began to rise, the visor re-covered his face, the Amozzo core activated, and fully armed Tony was ready to act at any moment:
"Joey was perfectly fine before you came!"
"I may be the only one in the world who understands the biological structure of Kryptonians."
Bruce ignored Tony's threat and silently activated the Insider suit:
"If you want to take down the only doctor here who can understand the pathology of azotocin, then go ahead."
Joey, who had lost consciousness, had only a fleeting thought. After a moment of dizziness, what awaited him was not unknown darkness, but rather that he opened his eyes again.
As Joey subconsciously prepared to move her arms and legs, she realized that something seemed off about her body.
He raised his hand and saw only a fair and delicate arm covered with rings of flesh squeezed together, making him look like a Michelin Man.
This is the arm of a newborn baby.
Limited by his infant form, Joey struggled to turn his head and observe his surroundings, discovering that he was inside the cabin of a shuttle.
As Joey turned over, his gaze passed through the transparent cabin canopy and the glass dome above, landing on the sky, where he saw a huge red sun.
When Yang Yi regained consciousness after being reborn, she and her boat had already crashed near Kent Farm.
Spaceship, baby, red sun ———.
These three elements immediately put Joey on alert: "*&￥#%?"
When Joey tried to talk to himself, he could only utter meaningless syllables. Clearly, the baby's vocal cords were not fully developed and could not match his more advanced consciousness.
What he really wanted to say at that moment was, "What the hell is going on? Did I restart it?"