What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 108 The Training of Superman
Perry White granted Clark Kent three days off after returning from the North Pole.

Generally speaking, he would not grant such a long vacation to the reporters who had just visited the first scene in person. They should have worked overtime until they got the manuscript out.

Have a holiday?If you think too much, how is it possible, no matter how big it is, this is against the rules.

Even if the reason for the other party's leave is to go home with Bruce Wayne to see his mother.

and many more.

With Bruce Wayne?
Perry White frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

When Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent stood in front of him, he suddenly showed sharp eyes.

He looked at the dissolute richest man in Gotham on the left, and the tall and handsome Clark on the right, and he immediately understood.

Meet the parents, right?
With a big wave of his hand on the spot, he directly approved them for a one-month honeymoon. Although Clark insisted that it didn't take that long, but he, Perry White, was the most winky person in the world—well, he approved it in the end Three days, Mr. Bruce Wayne thinks this is a suitable time.

Poor Clark Kent.

Three full days!

Editor-in-Chief White is determined to keep this matter to himself, he is the most strict-tongued person in the world.

Therefore, this is the reason why Chen Tao appeared at Kent's house at this moment.

It is afternoon.

Clark Kent and Chen Tao stood in the open space next to the barn on Kent Farm, next to the chicken pens and pig pens.

"Clark, now I want to conduct special training for you. I ask you to face this training with a very serious attitude."

Chen Tao was wearing casual clothes, this time he didn't wear the outrageously exaggerated clothes.

Alfred stood in the open space next to him.

"From now on, you have to call me Teacher Wayne, and I will give you cruel special training in a short period of time, just like Chiron trained Achilles, to ensure that you are qualified for the important task of saving this planet."

(Note: Chiron, the centaur hero in ancient Greek mythology, usually appears as the mentor of various heroes. Achilles, the famous ancient Greek hero, is invulnerable all over his body, but has the only weakness, the ankle. and die.)
"Did you hear that!"

Clark felt a little weird, this sounded like some kind of pre-war mobilization meeting... Well, this seemed to be indeed pre-war.

So he said very cooperatively:
"Yes! Teacher Wayne!"

"Can't hear you! Can't hear you at all! Do you still want to be a superhero with such a low voice?"

Clark was helpless.

"Yes!!! Teacher Wayne!!!"

"Good! Very energetic!"

Chen Tao told him: "When it comes to fighting, you definitely can't beat Zod."

"General Zod is genetically programmed as a warrior. The fighting instinct engraved in DNA may be a metaphor for Earthlings, but it is an adjective for General Zod.

"So we have to prepare for such a situation."

Clark listened very seriously.Although he has not known Batman for more than 16 hours, the authoritative image of this old hero and old man has been thoroughly rooted in the hearts of the people.

The other party seemed to know everything, and nothing could be hidden from his eyes hidden behind the mask.Everything seems to be under his control, and the unrestrained appearance is just a disguise, just like he disguised himself as the clumsy Clark Kent. Under this mask is a smart, wise, strict style Super hero.

So when the other party proposed to give him a three-day special training, Clark was still looking forward to it.

The other party even knew the history of General Zod and Krypton like the back of his hand-although he refused to tell himself how he knew it.

The method brought out by such a mysterious person must have a very significant effect, right?

"However, engraving fighting moves directly into DNA also has a significant weakness: it will make his moves lack imagination and creativity, just like a robot or AI that has been carefully programmed."

Clark heard the steady voice of Mr. Bruce Wayne.

"It will only record the newly learned moves into his memory. Their so-called "innovation" is bound by previous experience, so they lack the ability to deal with some strange moves other than common moves."

Clark saw Mr. Bruce took out something from behind and handed it to him.

"So, in the face of such a situation, I have tailored a method for you to improve your strength in a short period of time."

"What's this?" Clark turned the thing around. It looked like a grenade, but he still didn't understand.

What effect can grenades have on Kryptonians?

"This is a special stink bomb."

Chen Tao answered him:
"Made by Poison Ivy, once it explodes, the stench is 3000 times the limit that normal humans can perceive. It is more disgusting than everything you can think of in the world, and this thing will be difficult to wash once it explodes on the body. Marinated for flavor and long-lasting.”

"Its stench has surpassed the limit of nature's ability to synthesize substances. In essence, I think it is a magical creation-well, thanks to Ivy, while studying the two zombies, I can also be distracted to create Such a useful thing."

Clark stared blankly.

He didn't even ask who Ivy was.

Chen Tao continued to talk freely.

"I originally wanted to use poison gas bombs, but considering the physical problems of Kryptonians, the poisonous gas that works on humans may not be suitable for Kryptonians. So in the end I chose the smell. At least in terms of smell, you and we have no difference." what a difference."

"Although I believe that with the level of development of Kryptonian civilization, there will be no special equipment for deodorization, but I don't believe that such equipment will be equipped on a spacecraft like Black Zero that is specially issued for prisoners. If so, then Krypton Stars are too extravagant."

Then Clark was stuffed with a bottle of potion: "Of course, it's not over yet. This is a super bad breath potion, made by Poison Ivy. After drinking it, it will gradually attack within three hours. It can make your bad breath enough An elephant was suffocated to death. Although the effect is slightly weaker than that of a stink bomb, rest assured, this thing has an antidote.”

Then another bottle was stuffed in Clark's hand: "After drinking it for 6 hours, you can neutralize the stench little by little, and make your breath return to fragrance."

Clark held two bottles of potions, and his super brain stopped spinning.

"But the premise of these things is that you must find a way to break General Zod's mask, which can help him isolate all microorganisms and various disturbances from the outside world."

Chen Tao said: "When his breathing mask was damaged, the first exposure to the earth's environment would make Zod's hearing, vision, and smell extremely sensitive, which would have caused him great pain."

"If at this time, you breathe a breath of stink on such a sensitive face, and then throw those stink bombs directly on him, he will most likely vomit profusely."

Clarke heard him say some very wicked things in a very serious tone:
"If you spit a mouthful of foul-smelling thick phlegm into his eyes, the effect will be even more amazing. Oh, by the way, I remember you have frozen breath. You should be able to hold cold air in thick phlegm, right?"

"That's the foul-smelling frozen thick phlegm, which is enough to make General Zod lose all his ability to resist, and is so disgusted that he can't think about anything else except vomiting."

"Then you kick the opponent's **** hard. I have studied the physique of Kryptonians. Your physiological structure is very similar to that of people on Earth. Even General Krypton, who is full of fighting moves in his genes, was kicked in the ****." *It hurts too much to stand up."

Clark felt a little petrified, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

"And in order to break the opponent's mask, you have to attack the opponent's weakness, for example, a good woman kick (a kind of kick with high legs) to pick up the legs..."

"But...Mr. Wayne, these...There is always a little bit of these."

Clark didn't know what to say: "This seems a little...official."

He really couldn't find the right adjective.

"Clark, you can't think like that." Then he heard Batman say to him in a heavy tone:

"Face, how much is face worth? If General Zod controls the entire earth, it will be ruined. You are a big farm boy who has never learned any fighting skills, and Zod is a bloody butcher who kills wild people."

"Do you really think you can beat him? Have you really thought about what will happen if you fail?"

"Martha Kent, Lois Lane, don't look at me like that, I know you have a thing for her, and editor-in-chief White, Daily Planet. Do you really think that Zod will pat his ass and leave the earth contentedly after getting you ?"

Clark Kent was speechless for a moment.He was silent for a while, then said:
"Yes, you are right."

His gaze gradually became firm: "Even if there is even a slight chance of improving my chances of victory, I should do so without hesitation."

"That's right, that's right!" Chen Tao said: "The key point is to attack Xiasanlu. You have to remember that you are not fighting for yourself, you are fighting for the entire planet and your homeland."

"It's like the high-profile version of "Father and Son". You have to become a loving father and beat up Krypton's unfilial son. Compassion, do you understand? The main focus is compassion and love. This is a psychological attack——"

"I get it. I'll work hard."

Clark said.

"That's right, listen to me, from now on, you have to practice supersonic egg breaking kicks and supersonic eye poking hands every day, and strive to practice these into passive instincts, as long as you move fast enough, Zod is If you can develop your fighting skills to the fullest, you will also be able to eat turtles in front of you."

Chen Tao said: "I also tailor-made a super belt for you, and then you can stuff all the stink bombs in it..."

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"That Superman, we don't know if he's friend or foe. We don't even know what his temperament is."

This is a relatively high-level internal meeting.

General Ryan sat in his own seat bored, watching those idiots discuss some questions that could never be answered.

"I mean, I know Superman did some good things, right? Day of the Dead fires, he saved a few people from burning buildings like gods, the floods in Texas and Mississippi , he brought some refugees up..."

"But the motive? What was his motive?"

"Gathering people's favor? Buying people's hearts? What is his purpose?"

"But anyway, what he's doing now is—"

"You can't accuse Superman of something he didn't do—"

"God, who does this guy think he is, he can't even tell us his real name, we should really trust him—"

They analyzed and analyzed, and then suddenly someone said:
"Then pause now, is there even a slight possibility that he did this. He didn't do it for the sake of being famous, but just doing what he thinks is right, just wanting to do something good?"

"Pfft! You almost fooled me—"

"How is that possible, seriously—please!"

"This joke is so funny!"

"But at the end of the day, Superman's purpose is still—"

People laughed together.

But Lex Luthor wasn't smiling.

Looking at those ignorant people who wantonly laughed at Superman, there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

But he finally sighed, people live in this world, they have to deal with idiots.

After so many years, he has gotten used to it.

He tapped twice on the table with his fingers, and said:

"Good afternoon, gentlemen and ladies. I hope you will forgive me for interrupting, but I would like to take a moment of your time to discuss our shared concerns."

The gag crowd gradually stopped agitating, and they looked at Lex Luthor who was sitting next to him.

"Considering that there are still some congressmen who don't realize what Superman is, I will give an example here.

I want you to imagine a playground full of children, and a stranger appears. "

Luther said:

"Is it worrying? If he is still carrying a gun, it will be even more worrying."

"What if he's wearing body armor and has a box full of guns, grenades and ammunition, and what if he's also carrying nuclear weapons?"

Luther said:

"Even if he has good intentions or bad intentions, do you feel the children are safe? Don't you feel safer if he leaves you?"

"That's how you should look at Superman. He's a walking nuclear weapon. Whatever his intentions, he's going to explode sooner or later."

"Does it make sense to discuss his motives in front of a little boy who can destroy us at any moment?"

"Just tell me what you want, Lex, we don't have time here to listen to your guesses." General Lane crossed his fingers: "Isn't it just for this reason that you deliberately sneaked into this meeting?"

Luther said bluntly: "Human experiments."

"impossible!"

General Lane immediately and flatly refused: "The military will not allow such a thing to happen openly under the nose."

It's as if you didn't allow me to do it.

Luther thought.

However, private human experimentation is private after all, and it is not visible, the risk of exposure is high, and the materials obtained are few.

If Luthor's Lake Group wants to expand more and larger human experiments, it is absolutely impossible to bypass the military that cooperates deeply with it.

"I absolutely abide by the principle of voluntariness." Luther said: "Every experimenter who participates in human experiments will definitely be able to get paid to make them soft..."

"These are innocuous details, Lex, let's get to the point." Someone asked directly

"How far has your experiment progressed to the point where human experiments are necessary?"

Luther said: "Borrowing the radiation in kryptonite, I have now created a monster that can live no longer than 30 minutes and can absorb energy for a short time."

Luther said: "I temporarily named this immature monster Parasite."

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"Batman, you shouldn't be thinking scientifically about that metal spirit you control."

Poison Ivy said: "This is essentially magic and metaphysics. Don't use scientific speculation to try to understand and analyze it."

Chen Tao stood in front of a strange-looking Kryptonian computer, trying to attack him like a street crook.

"Stream of consciousness. Some stream of consciousness. Use your brain to connect to it. Like I connected to plants."

"Can you see it?"

(End of this chapter)