Chapter 213 Batman’s Thoughts!

"I really love this place!"

The evening breeze blew, and it was night. Gamora took Broly's sturdy arm and walked in the beach party area by the sea, opening her hands and bathing in the salty sea breeze.

"It's really good. The venue arranged by Kakarot is much better than the Colosseum on the Bisaka planet."

After watching all the layouts, even Broly couldn't help but praise it. There are so many foods here, as well as the sea and scenery.

He had heard that there are many cute little monsters on Earth, and he was preparing to catch one in the center of the earth for fun.

"It's really good."

After coming to Earth, even Nebula's frosty face melted a smile and changed into a more trendy and fashionable clothes.

She likes the use of blue by Earthlings very much, but she likes the meaning they give to green more. If you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green on you!

Broly's green mood!

As the three people who had participated in the most competitions, Carrot asked them to go to the island first to check if they had any other flaws.

"I like the way it is now, doing logistics support, no blood, no killing, plenty of food, sunshine and sea, and most importantly, there are people I love."

Gamora looked at Broly affectionately, snuggled in his arms, stroking his side face, her face full of happiness.

She once specifically told Bulma that your husband's lack of a tail is definitely your loss. This sentence made Bulma so angry that she couldn't sleep for three days and specially opened a project team to study how to make Carrot grow a tail again!

Broly also happily held Gamora's hand: "Me too, Gamora, thank you, my past has gone with the wind, only you are left, accompany me forever."

The two then kissed each other affectionately, and let go for a long time in the sun.

Seeing this scene, Nebula felt a sudden pain in her heart. She covered her chest with her hands trembling, and gritted her teeth and said, "You two are enough!"

Hearing this, Gamora decisively hugged Broly's neck and said provocatively, "Are you jealous? Call me brother-in-law!"

Hearing this, Nebula decisively turned around and left: "Go to hell, I don't want to stay with you two!"

In the last quiet before the war, everyone was enjoying this hard-won peace.

In Stark Tower, Tony rarely stayed in the laboratory today, but was enjoying their own world with Pepper.

Under the moon and flowers, sofa bed, bathroom balcony, kitchen wine rack.

Stark hugged Pepper's shoulders and looked at the starry sky outside the French window on the bed.

Only when he was with Pepper did his anxiety disappear like a stone sinking into the sea, and he relaxed like a child who didn't know the world.

"You're weird tonight, Tony?"

Pepper rubbed Tony's tired arms, and her distressed tone seemed to melt the glacier.

"Honey, let's not talk about this today, okay?"

Stark grabbed her hand and kissed it gently. Since meeting Carrot in the desert, no, to be precise, since being kidnapped, Tony Stark has never stopped to rest for a day.

And today, he wants to have a good rest.

He gave Pepper a comforting smile and hugged him in his arms, his vision was hazy and empty in the reflection of the window.

The alarm of wisdom always sounded in his heart, although on the surface he had been laughing and scolding and playing with everyone, saying that he had no enemies.

But in fact, Tony knew very well that if the other party's goal was the entire Justice League, then they would definitely pick the core figures to start with. Putting aside the part targeting Carrot, Iron Man would definitely be the focus of attention.

No one knows what kind of bloody storm this conference will be, and what kind of terrible danger is waiting for them. Everything seems to have no end and will continue endlessly.

Since he put on this armor, he doesn't know if he will have the opportunity to stop in this life and take a good rest like now.

"What are you looking at, Master Bruce?"

Gotham City, underground Wayne Manor, the lights in the bat cave are dim and dazzling, and the night with bats dancing is Gotham's eternal nightmare.

For Bruce, this is another difficult night. Wanda and Quicksilver have temporarily moved into Wayne Manor with No. 18. No. 18 is in a bad situation and is still sulking with him because of the monitor.

If you say you want to put a monitor, then put a monitor. You actually used the clothing store to make her lose her biggest hobby.

At this moment, Batman sat silently next to the kryptonite box, doing experiments without saying a word, transforming the kryptonite in the box into bullets one by one.

Somehow, his mood was complicated, especially when he saw the family portrait on the table, Bruce actually stopped what he was doing.

He knew that he was not a qualified friend, but with such a complicated heart, he might not even be qualified to be a dark knight.

"Alfred, how many good people do you think there are in this world?"

Hearing this, Alfred walked to Bruce's side and put a cup of tea in front of him. He did not answer the question directly, but said earnestly:

"I think if good and bad can determine the right to survive, everyone will choose the good side, but in fact, maybe bad people live better."

"I once heard of a topic that said that the total amount of good and evil in this world is constant. Everyone determines his or her position as soon as he is born. Some are good and some are evil. However, people's nature is not subject to fate and will always be with each other. Fighting."

"Fight against your own evil, and also fight against the goodness of others."

"Therefore, the conclusion of this experimental subject is that good and evil are not opposed to each other, but are entangled with each other and constantly changing."

Batman slowly took off his mask, revealing Bruce Wayne's young face. There was no emotion in his voice, but knowing his old father, he naturally knew the child's inner depression:

"The Joker said that just one bad day is enough to drive a sane person crazy."

"I once asked Carrot Eyre this sentence, and he told me that the real meaning of the clown's sentence lies in the last word, which is approximately equal to infinity +."

"There is no worst day, only a worse day. When you have experienced the worst day, you think that tomorrow will be even worse. You can never see the end, and the only end is death and disappearance."

"Then everything you hold on to is meaningless. Your reason will force you to make changes to fight against this so-called nothingness. A bad day will make your reason go crazy."