For as long as human history is recorded, humans have been plagued by rodent infestations from time to time, even though rats are not intelligent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one wanted to go over and invent a more sophisticated mousetrap, because there was no need for that. At the end of the day, it's just a rat.

Right now, from the perspective of the criminal syndicate, the same thing is true. They thought they had caught all the rats.

Dave E. Smalley once said, "The survival of the fittest is an eternal law of nature, but the fittest is often not the strongest." The fittest are those who have an excellent ability to adapt, that is, to accept the inevitable and adapt to the inevitable, so as to live in harmony with the present or changing environment. ”

There are two interpretations of this passage: groveling and compromising to the flattering life, or challenging it with wisdom.

This weak-willed world has chosen the former, succumbing to the obscenity of the criminal syndicates, and not daring to make any waves. Alexander Luthor, on the other hand, considered himself the latter man, and he was determined to scuttle the ship.

Metropolis, Lex Group Headquarters, thirteen basement floors.

A day earlier, Speedmaster had come to the White House in person and met with most of the top levels of government, including the vice president. However, the president himself, Lex Luthor, had already slipped away without a trace of the oil on the soles of his feet.

Speedmaster used his X-ray to scan the country without finding any trace of Lex Luther, and immediately felt that this cowardly mouse was just scared and fled, and that he should be huddled in a safe house somewhere in the world, shivering, and there was no need to go to great lengths to find him, so he put Luthor's business aside.

It didn't take long for Speedmaster's decision to prove to be negligent.

Metropolis, Lex Group Headquarters, thirteen basement floors.

Lex Luthor wore a crumpled designer coat and a dim flashlight in his hand as if it was about to run out of power. The televisions hanging from the ceiling of the passage and the electronic screens on either side were completely paralyzed, all against a red background with the words "This world belongs to us" written in black letters.

Ever since the cyborg called "Raster" of the Criminal Syndicate took over all the computers on Earth, all of them have been affected by this symptom, even local computers or mobile phones that are not connected to the Internet.

Lex Luthor managed to escape through the lead pipes he had prepared for Superman in the Metropolis and infiltrated his company. He struggled to pull open the black-out electronic gate and swooped through.

On the other side, a flashlight struck.

"Mr. Luther? Is that you? Someone asked in the dark.

Luther paused and cautiously asked, "Who's there?" ”

A man in a guard's uniform cautiously stepped out from behind a section of pipe: "My name is Otis, sir. I'm the guard here. The lights are gone, the air conditioning is useless, and the power is completely cut off...... In addition to these screens. ”

He flashed his phone, which read "This world belongs to us."

Luther frowned slightly.

"Follow me." He said, "I'm looking for something." ”

Gotham, Wayne Building.

"Scarecrows, killer crocodiles, Bane, and maniacs are lining up to take over Wayne Mansion, and everyone in Gotham wants to sit in Mr. Wayne's office as a symbol of supreme power." As he walked down the aisle, Lucius Fox said, "I'm glad to hear that you've taught them a lesson and taken this place. The other day, I almost felt like the world had collapsed. ”

Roy, Barbra, and Kassandra followed him.

"Most people don't know -- including some of the big guys inside Wayne's Enterprise." Lucius walked to the door of the scientific research department and put one hand on the palm print recognition lock, "In the whole building, the hidden inner layer of the scientific research department has an internal power supply that is completely independent of this building, and it will not be a problem to cut off power for a month even if it is cut off. Mr. Wayne ensured this during his lifetime, because there were too many valuable and dangerous things hidden inside. ”

"Looks like that's what we need." "The more dangerous the better, and the situation on Earth can't get any worse anyway." ”

Lucius shrugged: "I don't refute this. ”

After the recognition, the heavy metal door slowly moved open, revealing a new world to them.

"Mr. Wayne told me that all conventional weapons in the department, including heavy equipment, were open to Mr. Roy Green." Lucius said as he continued on his way, "But he has never opened the innermost storage to anyone, including you. But now that things have gotten worse and Mr. Wayne is gone, I think I should make some decisions on my own. ”

The so-called "inner layer" doesn't have a lot of space, and it's a little smaller than the research department that is the size of several football fields, but it holds a lot of things that you have never heard of, many of which can't be measured in money because they don't even come from this world.

"Mr. Wayne has a Kryptonite ring here, and if our opponent has a Kryptonite, this might help." Lucius said as he tossed the ring to Roy, then pulled out a yellow ring, "This is a yellow light ring that is about to run out of power, as opposed to the willpower of the green light, it is controlled by the power of fear, and it has a considerable restraint effect on the green light. ”

Lucius also threw the ring to Roy, who stared at the yellow ring for a moment before throwing it back to Lucius.

"Nope." Roy shook his head, "This ring is powerless if I don't accept my fears, and I have no intention of falling myself." ”

Lucius shrugged, "Then you will definitely find something like this useful." ”

He laid a roughly rectangular misshapen box flat on the table.

"It's called the Mother Box, and it's from the Apocalypse. As long as you activate it, it can take you anywhere in the interstellar world, and it is a universal portal. Lucius said, "I bet you'll find it very useful." ”

"Wow," Barbara took the mother box and looked at it for a moment, "this thing...... It's cool. ”

"Bruce used an armor called 'Fenrir' when he fought against the Clownized Alliance." Roy said, "That might be very helpful, is there anything else here?" ”

Lucius shook his head: "The only one was completely dismantled in that battle, and I have incomplete blueprints here, and the detailed design is only in Mr. Wayne's head." However, if any, all armor with built-in computers is now obsolete and impossible to use. ”

Roy nodded: "So we can't go into battle with the help of armor." ”

"Not really," Lucius smiled slightly, "I might have a nice suit here, and you should be interested." ”

He walked to the innermost alloy wardrobe, and after three verifications of palm prints, voiceprints, and passwords, the cabinet door slowly opened.

Its unassuming black coat and round hood don't even have the features of a bat, unlike other suits.

"Allow me to introduce you," Lucius said as he walked over to the black suit that appeared to be asleep, "the Insider's Armor. (To be continued.) )