The Death Knell

The members of the Doomsday Patrol looked at the death knell three in a daze, the firewood in the fireplace crackled, and the flames seemed to be dancing.

They haven't seen this side of the Zhenglian members. Who would have thought that two of the Big Seven would discuss the painting of their teammates with the death knell? Turning green is also an uncomfortable thing, why not be so serious?

How do you think this is a joke? Must be?

But the death knell, who was obviously in a dominant position, was not in a hurry. After thanking Emily, he picked up the hot tea poured by the latter:

"Suck..." With the sound of gently inhaling, he smiled with satisfaction: "Oh, your tea making skills are very good, better than many British people. If you don't want to be a superhero in the future, Maybe you can open a shop in Britain that sells afternoon tea."

"Really?" Elemental Girl was very happy. She showed a big smile on her small metal face like a sculpture, and added water to the death knell: "Is there less discrimination against weird people in the UK?"

To some extent, the Doomsday Patrol is similar to the X-Men. They are both a freak teacher and a freak student.

The leader is an old man in a wheelchair, and the students are marginalized people who are discriminated against because of their appearance and ability. There is another group of lunatic freaks against them. At the same time, the government wants to arrest them for experiments.

It cannot be said that they are similar, but they are exactly the same.

According to the information known to Su Ming’s previous life, the first issue of "Doom Patrol" was published in June 1963, and the first issue of "X-MEN" was published in September 1963. This is something in the comics industry. .

Don't ask, ask is a tribute.

"No, the British prefer to discriminate against others, but in order to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor, this kind of discrimination is often not spoken in public."

The death knell threw a sugar cube into the teacup and looked at the Monopoly board on the table:

"It depends on which one you prefer. In the United States, the fools who hate you intend to spit at you in their hearts, and they will do so in reality; but in Britain, they want to vomit in their hearts, but in reality they will. Keep smiling at you."

"Ha! It's really British style." The filmmaker laughed. He felt that the death knell was a good one: "We used to support the British Air Force during World War II, but we had leather jackets. They only had cotton clothes with soil and dregs. , Those British guys are so envious that their eyes are red, but every time they meet, they keep their heads up high, deliberately not looking at our jackets."

"Well, maybe it's better not to say it."

Emily nodded. She seems to be really thinking about it. Elemental is very powerful, but she can't compare with Elemental. She is more like a low-profile version, so she actually has no sense of existence in Zhenglian.

The Tin Man was a little afraid of life, he looked at the death knell and whispered:

"You don't seem to discriminate against us?"

"Of course I won't discriminate against everyone, I also have a physical defect, can you see it?"

Su Ming raised his hand and knocked on his blindfold, and a hollow sound came from behind the blindfold:

"We are actually on one side, my friends, physical defects are just external appearances. Smart people don’t care about appearances, because I see more and farther than 99% of people with full eyes, and live longer than healthy people. Good. This world depends on our ability to speak. We must be self-reliant, create a better future, work hand in hand to achieve paradise on earth."

Using his one-eyed eye as a prop, the death knell triggered an empathy effect, and the disabled people present nodded their heads.

It’s actually very simple to want to join the psychological mutual assistance group for the disabled. Just prove that you are also a disabled person. Don’t you just join their small circle now?

The Tin Man sat back even more moved, stretched out his thigh, turned his head to the other side and said:

"You can touch it."

He seemed to have decided to sacrifice his own death knell as a friend, and he looked like he was dead.

But Su Ming still declined, he was just joking, and he was not a real gay:

"I just checked the materials that make up your body. The chief is too foolish. This is ordinary high-carbon steel. How to say you have to change to a promethium metal body, which is stronger and brighter. "

"Yes, steel bodies have a lot of trouble. They often need to be lubricated, and they also need to be derusted after rain..." The Tin Man is quite honest, although his appearance looks a bit hideous, his two eyeballs are red bulbs. But in fact, he is timid and inferior.

"I'll give you an idea, you go to Superman for help, talk about the physical inconvenience now, he will definitely help you, for example, take out the'Superman Gold' to change you." The death knell is very generous, as always. Be generous to the generosity of others.

But Ironhide hesitated again when he heard Superman, lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "But if I take the initiative to ask him for help, will he look down on me?"

"We're talking about Superman here. He doesn't look down on anyone, because he has a heart that shines like gold." Su Ming patted Tin Man's broad shoulders and comforted him: "You can go boldly, I I guess, as long as you talk about the situation, even if you don't want him to help, he will beg you to let him help."

After hearing the death knell said so, the Tin Man rubbed the back of his head embarrassedly and smiled happily.

"Well, death knell, is there a way to do my situation?" Although the Tin Man's method can cure the symptoms and not the root cause, but it is a good thing to live better than now, so the filmmaker raised his hand, like in the army Stand up and speak the same way.

"Please sit down, Lieutenant, you are the plane that was struck by lightning, causing your body to be destroyed and your soul to separate. The chief can only find some enchanted bandages to anchor you into something tangible."

It's not difficult, Su Ming certainly has a way, and again generously gives advice:

"For things that science can't solve, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Magic should have a way. The chief has no way in the magic world, but I have it. Tomorrow you go to Zatanna and ask her to help you figure out a solution, just say I said it."

In fact, there is also a wizard who is familiar with the chief, Willoughby Kipling, who is an Englishman like Constantine, whose hobbies are smoking and drinking.

But Willoughby is actually unqualified as a sorcerer. He is not wicked enough. Playing magic in DC is not dark enough. This is destined to be very limited.

He is more like a magician, doing research, rather than a combatist.

Anyway, the filmmaker who got a good idea was also happy and gave the death knell a salute. The two of them held a toast with black tea and laughed for a while. Crazy Jane and Elemental Girl were also a little eager to try, and wanted to hear the advice of the tactical master.

"Ahem!" The eagle girl looked dumbfounded at the death knell that was quickly mingling with the patrol, and reminded her with a dry cough, "Slade, haven't you forgotten about Victor? Did we go to the basement to see? "

"He has been in the laboratory for seven days, and it is estimated that it will not be a few minutes away from ours. After all, he should have been wiped out by the chief. Drink tea first."