Batman should have felt shocked, but he sensed that Clark's tone was not aggressive, not even desired, that was not the tone of an aggressor, or even a savior.

"You want to ask why I'm going to invade or save them, but we're not doing that." Clark said, shaking his head.

"We are them, we are all sons of peasants, sons of the land."

Batman was silent.

Superman is a lot of people, he's a Kryptonian, he's a Metropolitan Superman, he's the Superman of the Justice League and the Justice Lords, he's a companion to superheroes and many more superheroes.

Batman has heard him talk about these topics countless times, including a ship that crashed in Smallville, his career as a journalist at Met, his past in the Justice League, and the many superheroes around him and what he said.

But Batman never met Clark Kent from the perspective of a farmer's son.

He talks about politics, the media and journalism, about the Met, about the Justice League base, about the camaraderie with all of them, but he almost never talks about the land.

These topics may have been stripped from him at some point in his formative years, so Batman knew a Met, not a Smallville youth.

But now he knows.

Has Lord Superman ever had such moments? Batman finds himself unable to imagine such a scenario, and Lord Superman will even talk to him about a bird and a plane flying past him today, but they never talk about the land.

They should have talked about it, because it's something that Superman has practiced and is good at, but Batman knows but hasn't experienced it firsthand, and Bruce Wayne hasn't farmed it himself.

Of course, Batman can grow, he can grow anything in any environment, he has such theoretical skills, and he is confident that he can put it into practice, but he really hasn't driven a tractor and sown and harvested it himself, and he doesn't have the time and energy to do so.

But the conversation between him and Lord Superman is all-encompassing, and this one is not included.

Why is this so?

At this time, Batman remembered another thing, and that was about the future direction of the righteous lord.

In fact, this is the most important issue, and they did not agree on it.

Superman the Lord desperately wants Batman to open portals to other universes for him, and Batman believes that Superman the Lord did all this, including getting Bruce into their team, to convince Batman to do so.

But Batman didn't want to do that.

Batman will not be as naïve as Lord Superman, who thinks that without criminals in this world, everyone can live a good life, and he actually knows very well that criminals are not roots but fruits.

But I have to admit that these fruits will prevent everyone from repairing the root system of trees, but now, no matter how vicious the fruit is, it is no match for Superman, who can use violent means.

They should have continued to prune the branches, clean the bark, and repair the holes until the roots were healthy enough for the tree to break through the clouds and meet the true sun.

In Batman's eyes, the overlord Superman's eagerness to leave is undoubtedly a betrayal, and he only wants to do superficial work that makes him feel comfortable, rather than facing reality.

And what can be done to get him to face reality?

While Batman was thinking, Clark had already finished plowing a large area of land, and he landed in front of Batman, reached out and waved it in front of Batman's eyes.

Batman took a slight half step back, dodging his movements, and Clark looked at him and said, "What are you thinking?" I shouted at you a few times and you didn't hear you. ”

"Nothing." Batman shook his head and walked forward, but Clark stopped him and said, "Where are you going?" ”

"Aren't you going to plow the land? I'm here to help. ”

"No kidding." Clark shook his head, pointed to the stump left by a nearby tree that had been cut down, and said, "You can go and sit there for a while, whatever you were thinking, you can go back and I'll cut this little piece down." ”

Batman's raised foot froze in mid-air, and he looked at Clark in mid-air, and the expression on his face was, are you serious?

Clarke, of course, replied, and he opened his palm and pointed back, meaning, you see this is something you can help with?

Batman finally sensed what that strange feeling haunted him was - why didn't they rely on themselves?

There is a wonderful kindness to all the people here.

Batman thinks he's right, they're just kind, and everybody's attitude is like, either you just do this, you don't do it, or you do this, or you do that, or you just stay, whatever you want.

This is what makes Batman feel the most inconsistent, because his daily life in the Justice League is, I'm going to do this and I need you, I'm going to do this and you're going to do that, why are you going to do this, why are you going to do that, and what the hell are we going to do.

From the moment Batman came here, all the questions Clark and Diana threw at him were what am I going to do, can you go or not, and how many things are there to do now, whatever you choose.

For example, at the beginning, Clark said that he was going to find Diana, but Batman didn't want him to fly with him, so Clark still wanted to go to Diana, but he said that Batman could go with him or stay here.

Later, when Diana returned, they studied how the prey should be stored, and Clark said that he could freeze the prey, and that he could make bacon and bacon.

Diana says she's going to cook, Clark says she's going to farm, and they go on their own, as if Batman could stand there for half an hour and wait for them to do everything.

The biggest difference is that they have something to do and they want to do their own thing, and they don't mind Batman suggesting or following along, but they don't care if Batman does it or not, and they have to do what they have to do anyway whatever Batman does.

And in the Justice League, everyone is waiting for Batman's opinion, Superman is going to do something, he will come and ask Batman first, and then wait for Batman's answer and action, Batman will only move if he moves, otherwise he will always stay there, Diana is almost the same, especially when the group is acting.

And if Batman asks them to do something or opposes them doing something, their first reaction is not to do it, but to ask why.

So it's not enough for Batman to give advice, but also to give an explanation, and if the explanation can't convince them, they still won't do it, or part of it will listen to Batman, and part of it will change itself.

Sometimes Batman feels like the eight kings in the wishing pool, all the people who come to make a wish are very sincere, hoping that he has great powers and boundless mana, but those who seek wealth will still spend money indiscriminately, those who seek a career will still not work hard, and those who seek love will still be cold and violent.

You say that he has no subjective initiative, he comes at least three times a day, you say that he has subjective initiative, and he has already made his dream come true by spending this energy of praying to God and worshiping Buddha on his own thinking and studying.

In less than half an hour, none of the people he met made a wish to him, and the questions asked were all selective rather than exploratory, which made Batman a little uncomfortable.

Batman was stunned for about half a minute when he thought about this, Clark had already flown away and flew back, he waved his hand at Batman and said, "It's done, let's go, go back to dinner." ”

Batman looked up and saw that a large area of trees in front of him had been cut down, and the ground had basically been turned over, which was simply touching.

In that case, Batman didn't have much to say, after all, he couldn't have done better in this situation, so he followed Clark back to camp.

Before he could reach the clearing under the treehouse, Batman smelled a mouth-watering smell of meat.

Diana, who was stewing the braised broth, saw the two of them, knocked on the edge of the pot with a freshly carved spoon and said, "I shouldn't believe the nonsense of the two of them, I knew they wouldn't come back on time to eat, the two of them said in their eyes before leaving, I'm going to fool you over, and then play crazy regardless of time." ”

Clark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Where's Boo?" Is it back? ”

"They're the same." Diana was a little angry and said, "Why do you think it's really going to catch fish?" I'm not surprised that it hiked back to your bedroom. ”

Clark chuckled lowly, but Batman was a little strange, so he asked, "Brucy?" ”

"A batcat." Diana rolled her eyes slightly and said, "It said that it was very good at catching fish, so it planned to try its luck by the creek and river, but it has not come back yet." ”

"Maybe we should look for it......"

As soon as Clark finished speaking, there was a strange noise in the bushes behind him, and as soon as Batman turned his head, he saw a pitch-black cat's head poking out from between the branches.

Although it is a cat, its ears are much more pointed than normal cats, and they look similar to the two pointed ears on the top of the bat's head.

Clark walked over and picked up the batcat, who smoothly stepped on his arm and jumped to his shoulder, then crossed from his back to the other, squatted on Clark's shoulder, licked his paws and said, "It looks like you've caught a fish, but the bad news is that I went far down the stream and didn't see the inlet." ”

Clark sits down with Batcat next to the stove, Batman has to go over and sit down, Clark looks down into the pot and finds venison, berries, and the roots of plants he found earlier.

"I kept some of it for seeds, and I put it over there, there are a lot of berry bushes, so it's okay to eat some, the venison has too little fat, so I put some fat from the belly of the fish, and it has been carefully cleaned before putting it in, so it won't smell fishy."

"I think we can wait for them a while." Clark took the spoon from Diana's hand and stirred the soup in the pot, and it didn't take long for the aroma to grow stronger.

And Batman finds himself able to quietly watch the fat and berries floating on the soup noodles whirl around, and not think about anything.

No one asked him, no one paid attention to him, as if he could just stay quietly forever, quietly healing.

Suddenly, the round platform next to the treehouse flashed, and two figures returned to the camp, apparently the other two teammates that Clark had mentioned.

Batman was attracted by the light, instinctively looked up, and the face he saw instantly broke his peaceful mind at this time.

It was the murderer of their Cosmic Flash, and the nemesis of Superman and the Justice League, Lex Luthor.

(End of chapter)