2184 Side Story: Fantasy Journey 25

He hadn't obtained a list of Doomsday's abilities, so Superman's 'out-of-print' list of abilities was most likely the only one Luke would be able to get.

For this reason, Luke had to protect Earth.

He just didn't know how strong that Steppenwolf was. If he was on the same level as Doomsday, that would be a little troublesome.

Steppenwolf wasn't a Kryptonian creature and wasn't weak in the face of a kryptonite weapon. Killing him was going to be a pain.

The three of them took Master Wayne's private jet to Central City.

Compared with Gotham, Central City was a little better — at least, it wasn't as 'illustrious' in that the number and quality of supervillains that appeared every year weren't as prominent as what Gotham had.

But that was all.

Thanks to brain drain and a high unemployment rate, 'special' services and drug trafficking had increasingly become the means of making a living at the bottom.

Apart from neighborhoods where the middle- and upper-class communities gathered, old factories and warehouses could be seen everywhere in the city.

Nobody cared about these, since there were no jobs to go around anyway.

In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts close to some rail tracks, Diana sat on a small bar stool and tapped the ground with her foot. "Are you sure that the young man won't be angry if we barge into his house like this?"

Master Wayne relaxed in his chair. "Being angry and being tempted are two different things."

A little further away, Luke sat in a gaming chair in front of a row of black monitor screens. "Bruce is right. It's like calling a beautiful woman your friend. The most polite way is the safest, but it's also the easiest way for the other party to dismiss you as a passer-by. It's necessary to make a lasting first impression."

Diana smiled and looked at the two 'Bruces.' "It seems that both of you have a lot in common?"

Luke chuckled. "Don't say that. Master Wayne often makes the headlines in Gotham's tabloids. I'm just good at discovering patterns."

Master Wayne: …These two b*stards. When did they start getting along so well?

Fortunately, his watch chimed with a notification. "Okay, he's back."

The warehouse fell silent.

Less than a minute later, there was the rattle of the lock on the door, followed by the faint creak of the door opening, and finally, the crackle of electricity.

The lights in the warehouse came on, and the other monitors and appliances started to boot up.

A thin and short figure with a knapsack walked around the corner into the 'lounge,' only to see two men and a woman sitting in his 'home.'

"Barry Allen." Master Wayne was using that deep, magnetic voice. "I'm Bruce Wayne."

Barry glared at him with his hands on his waist. "You say that like you think you can break into my place and sit in my second favorite chair in the dark?"

Saying that, he couldn't help but look at Diana, who was looking at him with great interest. "That's my third favorite."

He then looked at Luke, who was the only one who wasn't looking at him, but was looking at the performance on the monitor screens. "That's my number one favorite."

Hearing that, Luke turned around with a smile. "Your favorite K-pop girl group? They were queens for 12 years, but have fallen from the top now."

Barry was stunned. "You know them?"

Luke glanced at the screen again. "A screen full of long legs is easy on the eyes."

Everybody: "…"

Feeling that things were going a little off-track, Master Wayne could only cough and take out prints of surveillance images. "Moving on. Perhaps you might be able to explain this."

Barry looked at the expensive suit, coat, leather shoes, and diamond tie clip on the other man, and felt the intense aura of the ruling class.

He couldn't help but take the prints for a look. "This… person looks a little like me, but is definitely not me. Let me guess; it's unlikely he stole anything from you…"

With a faint smile on his face, Master Wayne turned around and walked over to a life-sized dummy. "I know you have an ability, but I'm not sure what it is."

Barry said, "I have a lot of abilities, like viola, web design, sign language, gorilla sign language…"

Master Wayne inspected the red suit on the dummy. "Is this silica-base quartz fabric? Abrasion resistant? Heat resistant?"

Barry: "Hm, I like figure skating…"

Master Wayne said, "This is usually used on space shuttles so that they don't burn up on re-entry."

Barry: "I… skate very intensely?"

Luke and Diana didn't say anything. They simply watched with smiles as Master Wayne pressed forward step by step and Barry spouted nonsense in all earnestness.

Old Master Wayne was enlightened. "Oh, is that so?"

Barry nodded quickly. "Yes; whoever you're looking for, it definitely isn't me. I guarantee…"

Master Wayne turned around and took a few steps, his hand already in his coat. He suddenly turned around and flung out his hand.

A dark gray shadow flew out of his hand and headed straight for Barry's shoulder.

The next moment, even Diana felt her vision blur. Barry, who had been chattering non-stop, stopped talking and just looked down at the Bat dart in his hand.

Master Wayne calmly drew back his hand and returned to his elegant appearance.

Barry raised his head. "You're… Batman?"

Master Wayne said, "So, you're very fast."

Barry smiled proudly. "That's a little of an oversimplification."

Master Wayne also smiled. "I'm putting together a team. I need people with abilities, because a powerful enemy is coming…"

Realization dawned on Barry, and he raised his hand to cut Master Wayne off. "Stop right there. I'm in."

Master Wayne: …

Luke: …

Diana: Didn't you say that it wouldn't be easy to get them to join? Didn't you say that you would have to rely on me in battle? Sure enough, men are all pigs!

She couldn't help but get up from the bar stool that was Barry's third favorite chair. "Really?"

"I need people like me." Barry looked a little uncomfortable. "You get it – it's hard to get along with ordinary people, and I don't have the patience. I can't understand them."

Diana nodded in agreement.

As someone with a demi-god body, she didn't lack anything, but it did make her out of place.

In the end, she found a job as a museum curator and started to come into contact with some of the most unreasonable people in the world. Only then did she feel a little more settled.

It seemed that Barry had been holding back for too long. He couldn't help but complain, "For example… For example… What the heck is brunch? By the time you eat something after lining up for an hour, it's clearly lunch time…"

"Hehe~ hehe~" Luke couldn't help but laugh.

He had been calm all this time, and the other three looked at him in surprise.

Luke suddenly felt good about Barry.

He was clearly a genius with a different mindset, which was why he felt out of place.

It was like the tycoon explaining his research to ordinary researchers — What reasoning? Just think about it. Why can't you understand?

Everyone else, sincerely nodding their heads: Yes, we really don't understand.

WTF! It was enough to make the tycoon want to flip a table.