Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

[Is there any intersection between Titans and Nordic gods? 】

If he didn't read the information, even Bruce Wayne would never have imagined that the Son of Titan would have any intersection with the Nordic gods.

"Here, get out of the car."

With one foot on the brake, accompanied by the crazy friction sound of the tires against the ground, the body of the supercar shining in the sun finally stopped roaring.

"oh oh."

Barry Allen, who was in a dazed state the whole time, nodded, got out of the car and followed Bruce Wayne into the private jet that had been waiting here for a long time.

"Cool~"

"So where are we going now? Kansas?"

For the first time in his life, he boarded a private jet belonging to one of the world's top rich men, and Barry Allen's eyes were full of excitement.

Although he didn't know why Bruce Wayne asked him if he knew Greek mythology, he could be sure that this private jet was definitely not flying to Gotham.

"Yeah, go to Kansas and meet another guy from our team."

Bruce Wayne looked at the white clouds outside the window, and took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"who is it?"

"Diana, the Greek demigod."

After drinking a glass of wine, Alfred, the housekeeper at the base, sent all the books and materials on Greek mythology and Nordic mythology that he could collect to Bruce's laptop.

The huge size and the wide variety of names gave Bruce Wayne a headache.

Even though he has a memory and ability that far exceeds that of ordinary people, it is not easy to consume this set of information in a short period of time.

The more he came into contact with the dark side of the world and the more battles he experienced, Bruce Wayne finally had to admit what the lunatic said to him. .

The more calculating a man is, the more he will fail in the unexpected.

People, after all, still have limits.

Not to mention far away, just take the recent Doomsday event as an example.

Both Superman and Diana were able to make two moves against the monster Doomsday, but he seemed powerless,

Powerless as a soy saucer, the only function may be to provide Superman with a kryptonite javelin to stab Doom Day.

No one said that about him, but Bruce knew it himself.

As he grows older, his agility and reflexes have begun to decline.

In other words, all aspects of his body's functions have declined to varying degrees compared to the peak period when he was young.

"Need my help?"

Barry Allen's voice interrupted Bruce Wayne's thoughts.

"I mean, we're a team now, so it should be normal for team members to help each other, right?"

Bruce Wayne's eyes were very oppressive, and Barry Allen hastily spread his hands to explain his point of view to avoid misunderstandings.

"To be honest, I'm still relatively good at dealing with this kind of thing."

"Of course." Bruce Wayne pushed the laptop in front of Barry Allen.

Whoosh!

The icy wind whistled past, stroking the ends of Bruce Wayne's hair.

The moment the ice cubes were poured into the glass, along with the bubbles, there was Barry Allen's confident face: "It's done."

"I took a look at the part you marked. You should be looking for possible commonalities between them, right?"

Barry Allen spread his hands and pushed the notebook back in front of Bruce Wayne.

"You know, my superpower is speed. This speed is not only the speed of running, but also the speed of my reading, the speed of my thinking, and the speed of my hands."

With Bruce Wayne watching, Barry Allen talked.

"Oh, by the way, I actually need to make a point. In some things, I'm actually not fast at all. On the contrary, my time should be quite long. You know, I can... control this kind of thing independently .”

Perhaps it was Bruce Wayne's gaze that made the sensitive Barry Allen feel that something was wrong, and he explained it to himself again out of maintaining his dignity as a man.

The explanation is easy to understand.

"Wow, this is really... a very convenient superpower."

After drinking the delicious wine, Bruce Wayne raised his eyebrows, and then his gaze shifted from Barry Allen to the computer screen.

He suddenly felt that the wine was not as fragrant as before.

"Thank you." Barry Allen took a sip of Lafite in his glass, accepting Bruce Wayne's appreciation.

This was the first time he drank red wine with such a long age, and this was how it tasted... that's about it.

Barry Allen pursed his lips, desperately wanting to pour half a bottle of Sprite into it.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

"oh... yes... yes... ce on... hiss... oh yes..."