Can you imagine? One morning. It's not too long.

You wake up and the sun has risen.

You hear the birds of the seven continents singing, and your lover is by your side, curled up in your arms.

You turn sideways and look at the jade figure in the crook of your arm, just looking into her eyes so quietly. Watching her beautiful eyelashes tremble slightly in the golden yellow of the morning light, gentle to the whole world.

And then, finally—

The world is a beautiful place.

You put on your clothes. Not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

It's not changing in a phone booth or in a closet when the bomb falls, it's not that you just saved her while you're going around in circles, it's calm, casual, calm.

You hear her say he's messed up the recent scoop and smells vanilla in his morning coffee.

Then, you take to the skies.

Your first stop, the trial. You appear in court as a witness, not as a judge or jury. You swear to God that every word is true and that you have nothing to hide. You believe that judicial efforts will eventually bear fruit, and justice is always worth guarding and looking forward to.

You tell them that the man in the dock has never been able to touch the true soul of the city. You tell them that the city means hope to too many people - and that the bad guy hasn't been able to live up to that hope despite all his efforts.

And Luthor watched silently the whole time.

After that, you investigate, observe, look from here to there with your unique eyesight, probe for the wondrous evil that easily challenges the power of ordinary people, and search for all the chaos that always calls to you and needs you.

Look, look, look...... Then he yawned.

After a while, you get bored. You get up and go to work.

You're tapping on the keyboard, and you love the job of a journalist.

You write about blackmail, collusion, embezzlement. Behind you, Louis and Perry argue over the definition of classification, as well as spelling.

Perry roared loudly, roaring that he had decades of experience, but Louis ...... Oh my god, Louis told him to shut up, it's only a matter of time.

So you look at her doting smile and go back to work.

You distilled the opening line, concise, slightly poetic, and read silently in your father's voice.

That's what you want.

How would Dad read it?

Yes, yes like that. How awesome you have time to do these wonderful things.

You're going to have lunch, with old friends.

Joke and laugh out loud, reminisce about the past, ask them about their sorrows, and about their families and children.

Even though you've never met Tim, you'll hear from Batman about him from time to time.

Tim goes to school, Tim has a girlfriend, Tim joins the football team, and to the cheers of the crowd on the field, he uses the same skills that are used to fight murderers and madmen, and defeats a young man with freckles on his nose.

Batman says that's exactly what a kid his age should go through.

You're laughing again.

Batman tells you that he's really going to retire this time. You know he's been through so much and he deserves the second half of his life to be happy and happy. You really bless him.

He entrusted Gotham to you, and you agreed.

You make plans to see each other next time, and you know you'll see each other again.

In the afternoon, you go to the park, and the children call to you.

"Superman!"

"Superman! Superman! ”

"Look at me!"

That night, you asked her out, and she agreed.

You put a spacesuit on your lover and you sit together on the moon and watch the Earth rise.

The blue planet is so magnificent and romantic in the moonlight. You and her are leaning together, fingers interlocked, and you will feel warm even in the cold of space.

Later in the day, you come home and hear kittens wailing around you.

You concentrate, you expand your hearing, and you search for another crisis.

Alien invasions, hidden carnages, crazy robots...... Something like that. There are always some more serious.

But all you hear is this kitten.

So you take it down from the tree and put it in the arms of its owner.

You see the cat licking the cheek of the old woman, and the old woman holding her cat.

You stand behind her with a smile crossed.

Everything was peaceful and wonderful.

Rumble!!!!

The earth trembled.

It's a safe house on the outskirts of the metropolis, Luther.

A huge wave of green telekinesis slammed Superman to the ground.

"Impossible! Batman told me he would take Luis to safety......"

Superman was prostrate on the ground, he didn't resist at all, and he scanned the whole body of "Louis's" corpse with his clairvoyant eyes over and over again.

Blake was suspended in mid-air, his majestic figure like a god.

His face was tinged green, and he turned his head, and through his skin, three less obvious dots of dark pink light appeared on the door of his head, then disappeared.

When he looked up, the green on his face disappeared with it.

"That's all you can do? Ah, come on, I just punched you with a telekinesis fist, you didn't try, Clark - do you need more motivation to fight like a man? ”

The ground around Superman sinks suddenly, and then it can't hold it anymore, and it explodes directly, and the rubble flies.

"How about a telepathic retrospective of the last hour of your wife's life? Unavoidably? Tearing narrow slits? ”

"Or do you like to hear him curse the way you intrude into his life, what is he talking about? Dirty aliens? Oh, she's got a hand at scolding, in every sense, even if she had blood in her mouth at that moment, you'd have to prick up your ears to hear what she said—"

"Ahhh

A heavy punch from the enraged Kryptonian swept Blake into the air, and Blake responded with a shockwave of kinetic power.

The battle between two superhumans to destroy the world and tear the earth apart like tofu. The earth was lifted and shattered, and trees and rocks were grabbed like weapons, thrown, and then smashed to pieces.

And finally—

"Say no more!"

Superman broke through the barriers, knocking Blake's head backwards with a single punch, and even his powerful telepathic abilities and telekinesis could not stop this unrivaled strange force.

"That's it!"

Superman's hands are shaking. But Blake didn't die from this exaggeration.

Superman grabbed Blake by the throat, and they fell to the ground like meteors.

What was once a suburban plain has been turned into a small basin.

Blood was spilling from his mouth and nose, and the green color of his face was becoming more and more obvious.

"Nice blow, small town boy, hit me in the jaw. Of course, it's still a lot like your girlfriend hitting me, so for your sake, I'm thinking about making this an annual event. You know Batman can't protect your mom forever, right? What does that mean? Without the 'Thousand Days of Thieves', he'd have missed, and then Perry, Jimmy, ......"

"I'm going to kill you."

Blake began to laugh weirdly.

"That's interesting, Clark, you won't, you can't."

"It's like you never kill those criminals. Do you now feel the feelings of those who have been killed by criminals? You virgin? ”

He slowly recited Superman's lines.

"We are saved by dreams, we are changed by dreams. I swear that I will never stop fighting until the world of my dreams, full of dignity, glory, and justice, becomes the reality we all aspire to. ”

Superman let go of Blake, and he sat on his knees. Blake shuddered and took out a cigarette and lit it, then put it in his mouth full of blood.

"Nonsense. You just can't live in the real world, you just can't. ”

"It never happened to you, did it? So you can stick to your ridiculous no-kill iron rule? ”

"So, now, the gods on high, the seemingly pure and flawless perfect - you have fallen into mortals!"

"So now, come on!"

Blake frantically opened his hands, he turned his head, and the green on his face and three dark pink spots of light under his skin suddenly appeared, and then immediately sank into his cheeks, making his face look as normal as before.

"Come and kill me!"

Superman stared at him in amazement.

I've swept Louis Lane's corpse countless times with my clairvoyant eyes, down to every cell, every piece of DNA.

That's her, there's no doubt about it. My super senses are reminded of this fact at every moment.

I've never been so angry. I became a beast, a wind.

I felt like life had become ethereal in front of me.

Then I laughed. Louis is still dead. My heart was still full of hatred, and the only thing I could achieve was to kill my old self.

Part of me would love to kill Blake, wholeheartedly, right now. Just for what he did, I could do it, and I knew I could.

Superman's eyes glowed red.

……

……

……

"Everything is as I said."

Chen Tao's face was ugly.

Luther said, "Superman is going to kill Blake." He's going to kill. ”

He was going to say "You lost, Batman." But luckily I've got the back hand, and Superman will know at the last second that Luis isn't dead—"

But the bald head suddenly got stuck here, and then he was in a trance.

He finally said something like this:

"Black will eventually escape, and Superman will eventually find out that the Black he killed is nothing more than an illusion created by combining kryptonite and psychedelics in the air with his telekinesis."

Luther's face was hideously vicious. His face was reflected in the armor of his green shell, and it was also a little greenish.

"You're self-defeating, Batman. You take the initiative to show the government a murderous superman. ”

"Superman will change his code of conduct in the presence of the government, ladies and gentlemen, as I expected."

"While I didn't intend to prove it to you on purpose, it's clear that our overconfident Mr. Batman has shown us just how unstable the little boy who can douse our nest with a soak of urine at any moment!" ”

"We are amazed by Superman's noble character, but ......"

"What?"

Luthor was stunned: "What are you talking about?" Are you sick in the head? ”

He turned his head to look at Superman, who knocked Blake into the air with a punch on the screen, then to look at the holographic projections of the government officials who were still chattering and talking to each other, and then it dawned on him.

"You faked them? You yourself created false illusions of superhuman glorious justice, staging cartoons in front of them? ”

With Luthor's IQ, he quickly reacted to what Batman had done.

"Batman, you're cheating, you don't want them to witness anything at all, the live broadcast they see is manipulated by you, no matter what choice Superman makes, all they can see will be Superman can abide by his bottom line!"

Then he heard Batman's steady voice.

"I didn't even think I'd be fair, Luther. If I don't take the initiative to transfer the situation to the people in the government, I'm afraid Luthor will do it. It's a lot like what you would do, promote the Superman threat theory, create tension between Superman and the government, and prove to the government that Superman is going bad. ”

"So, to prevent you from doing something bad first, I preemptively did it. At least if I actively connect, I would be in control of everything they see. I can keep things under control for the time being. ”

"No, I didn't even think to do anything like that." Luther said, "You're thinking too much. ”

Chen Tao froze slightly.

Luthor shook his head: "But what's the point of what you're doing?" ”

Luthor opened his mouth, he was going to say, "If Superman really killed Blake to create a foregone conclusion, even if you fool the government people with the fake illusions you created, they will eventually find out." ”

But he froze again, then shook his head and said, "Even if you deceive those government officials with those false illusions, I will tell everyone the real truth." Superman killed that phantom of Blake, he really does kill people! ”

Then he heard Batman say in a deep voice, "No, it's not a phantom. There's a chance he'll kill Blake. ”

"No, no, Blake won't be killed. Blake will use phantoms, use phantoms......"

"I'm going to stop Superman. Superman must not be stained with blood. ”

Chen Tao didn't want to pay attention to Luthor anymore. He had confirmed that Blake was begging for death, and there was a faint guess in his mind, Luther's anomaly, Blake's anomaly, the government agency that was guided, and the superhuman fear that was aroused.

Everything lingered in his mind, and then it came together into one point.

He thought of laughing bats.

Thinking of the Batman who inhaled the Joker's poison gas after strangling the Joker.

No, Superman can't kill people, or rather, he doesn't dare to bet on the consequences of Superman's killing.

In countless parallel universes, there may be a righteous but murderous Batman, (Universe Bat No. 51) but there will definitely not be any normal Superman who will kill.

Not to mention the unrighteous superman, even if the lord is good, he is also a hegemon who prospers and perishes those who follow me.

Just as Chen Tao didn't dare to bet on whether he would become a maniacal laugh after killing the Joker, he didn't dare to bet on whether anything would change after Superman killed Blake.

Superman...... You should be born noble, born blood-stainless. You represent light and hope, and you should not, and you cannot, stain blood.

He immediately changed his plan.

"I'm going to stop Superman. Whether he kills or not, it's all over. ”

"Nope." Luthor says:

"If you want to go, you have to beat me first. That's why I'm here. When our battle is over, Superman is done. Blake and his apparitions will prove—"

Chen Tao sighed.

"Something is wrong with you, very wrong."

"What did you say?"

"But luckily, I didn't think about having this game with you in the first place."

"What?"

Chen Tao stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and lumps of brown mud appeared on his face. Immediately after that, he directly slashed his body with his fingers, revealing the hollow core.

"The nanobots and the mud face make up the fake body that has been standing here and talking nonsense with you for so long, and my real body has already quietly run away."

(End of chapter)