Chapter 2301: Unknown Cemetery
The deal was established, and Lucian summoned the courageous aboriginals to examine all dreams on the endless plain outside the castle.
The Sandman’s mask allows him to have some simple self-protection abilities in different dreams, such as very basic immortality and some light and shadow effects.
When the mask is worn by the Sandman, it is an undoubted artifact, but when others use it, it is just a means of transportation or protective equipment.
The dream investigation will take some time, and the massacre will also take some time, just the same.
Standing outside a village of the Faceless Man, Su Ming revealed the orange lamp ring with some emotion: "If the holy killer is here, he must be very familiar with this process, attack a small village, and remove all the creatures with upright legs inside. Kill something."
"I don't know if it's right to do this. To be honest, I feel like I have become a murderer." Turning a blind eye, I felt a little sad: "They have a family, a relationship, and a life of their own. If you look closely, it seems that there is no threat."
Su Ming released the ghost orange lantern army and asked them to cooperate with the strangulation to start cleaning the village. After the black and yellow mask, he let out a sneer:
"Your softheartedness is likely to kill you, Bobo, I can tell you responsibly that they build territories, form families, find mates and reproduce, and so on. The anthropomorphic behaviors have nothing to do with your guessed feelings. It must be done in this way so that bystanders like you think,'Oh, they are also people.' This is a disguise."
Bobo shrugged, and he simply stopped looking at the blood and blood in the village. The white mud flowed out of the huts, making the road wet and sticky.
He crawled into the arms of the death knell, hung his neck around the mercenary's chest, and changed the subject: "You said they might be bionics or clones. Are you familiar with those?"
"I have dozens of automatic production lines in another world, specializing in the production of various functional bionics, humanoid terminals made of artificial skin and flesh and blood wrapped in polymer materials, just like "Terminator."
Su Ming strolled through the courtyard in the small village, and everything he passed was completely cleared by the lights and strangulation:
"I don't know what biotechnology is used to make these faceless people, but I only need to save a few corpses and bring them to my scientists for research. I have no other idea about them. Killing them is just business."
The orangutan nodded, he also knew that the death knell's idea would not change, he just wanted to make sure that he was doing the right thing.
But then? He rolled his eyes again.
Have to say? He found that his "demand class" has risen a lot. In the past, people in the magical world often only pursued that they could survive in a bizarre world? They could do anything? Self-interest and exchange are full of The realm of dark art.
‘It’s better for yourself, to follow the death knell for a while? Can you actually need spiritual comfort now? What is right and wrong? Too greedy...’
Thinking of this, Bobo laughed to himself? He took off his hat and covered his mouth and nose? The blood of these creatures really smelled.
Dr. Xavier, who was walking by the side, rolled her eyes, and she seemed to think of something: "Are your bionics the same as humans? I'm talking about the same appearance."
"My chief scientist is great, and the progress in the ai field is unmatched. If necessary? Those bionics can even fool themselves? Think of themselves as a living person."
When he said this, Howard's moustache face flashed in Su Ming's mind, and the portrait carousel finally stopped on the adjutant's newly changed face.
Yes, a certain Mr. Stark provided engineering design drawings and also built a factory? Assembled the assembly line, but programming such things as the ‘autonomous terminal artificial intelligence system’? It still depends on the adjutant.
The doctor thought for a while, her little hand was clenched and opened? It seemed to be after accounting:
"Then you can sell me some of these bionics? I want to customize the appearance of Jack or the Joker to distract the Batman in our world? I pay with gold and jewelry."
"Stop talking about business? How many will I give you when things are done here? You help me, then I will help you." Su Ming calmly moved on, stomping on a faceless man who crawled in front of him. : "I will also give you a special customized model that loads the housekeeper program. In the future, I can help you with your children, cook a meal or something."
Bobo slapped his hands, as if he had discovered some new world: "I knew that your bionics must be killing machines, right? Only in this way can those who do housework be called special customized models."
Su Ming tilted his head for a moment and said a joke: "You are right to say that. If business is good, each of them will kill tens of billions every day."
"???"
The orangutan felt that there was something wrong with the death knell.
....................................
At the same time, somewhere on the earth minus 3.
Diana followed Batman to this familiar and unfamiliar world. The earth is still like that on the whole, but the city is very unfamiliar. People here seem to live collectively in a bigger super Gotham.
Even if the bat flying machine flew through the air in the dark, Diana could see signs of firefighting everywhere in the cyberpunk city below. Humans with robotic arms and various technological implants were on the street. The war started, and blood was flowing everywhere.
What's even stranger is that Batman doesn't seem to pay attention at all.
On the aircraft, she asked the reason, and the answer was that this is the Earth of Night Owl, and Batman didn't intervene in this matter. This was an agreement between the two.
Diana, who didn't know the situation, knew that she had no say, so she could only end the topic angrily and continued to lick ice cream.
The aircraft quickly reached the outskirts of a seaside city. After landing there, it became invisible. Batman walked ahead without saying a word. He led Wonder Woman to a deeper night.
"It looks like... a cemetery. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
Diana finished the last cone, and was still licking the cream on her fingers. She looked around her eyes with curiosity. There were crooked crosses everywhere in her sight, and all kinds of angels or statues of the Virgin were broken. Or dump.
"This is not a simple cemetery, but a cemetery of heroes." Batman explained uncharacteristically. He seemed to be in a good mood today. Diana had heard him snickering and holding back several times along the way.
If she didn't smell anything, she might think it was a bat exhausting.
"Heroes Cemetery?"
Wonder Woman followed the bat's footsteps and watched Bruce walk to a mausoleum and stretched out her hand to fiddle behind the statue of Our Lady.
The floor next to the cemetery opened, revealing a dark hole and a huge **** sloping down.
"This is the mirror world of Earth 3. Think about the Injustice, you know what style it is here." Batman lifted his cloak and went away: "Come on, this passage is time-limited, and there are people waiting below. we."
