Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 11 If a traitor doesn’t know that he is a traitor, then he can’t be called a traitor, right?
"Buzz"
In the Batcave of the Lord's World, at dawn, a message of mysterious origin was suddenly received at the input of the Batcomputer. This computer system, built with some black technology of the Apocalypse Mother Box, immediately started the tracking program.
The result was, of course, nothing.
The opponent's encryption method was very sophisticated. There was no data residue that could be tracked. Instead, the tracking program's unremitting efforts obtained three virus data packets written in an alien language as "feedback", forcing the Bat Computer to start a special anti-virus software to disinfect the computer three times in a row, and it had to restart and format it to barely avoid the firewall from being reverse penetrated.
The strange noise made by the Bat Computer while it was scanning for viruses naturally alarmed the gray bat.
Bruce Wayne in this world quickly entered the Batcave in a bathrobe, holding a cup of coffee and opened the message.
Gotham here is very peaceful, so Gray Bat doesn't have to bother with thankless tasks like night patrols, and it also gives him enough time to enjoy the lonely night life of middle-aged and elderly people.
In a pitch-black cave, the long string of text that appeared on the screen was captured by these eerie yet wise eyes, and then repeatedly pondered in the alert brain.
It took only a few minutes for Gray Bat to figure out Mason Cooper's plan.
It's not complicated, and even seems old-fashioned.
But an ancient method that has survived to this day must have its advantages, especially when it comes to planning. The more sophisticated the design, the more likely it is that unexpected problems will arise during the process.
The most sophisticated strategies are often implemented with the simplest means.
From this point of view, this mysterious Mason Cooper is indeed a strange man who can match Batman's brain waves.
"Are you suffering from insomnia?"
The hoarse voice of the Queen of Justice came from behind Gray Bat. She also wore a nightgown and walked barefoot behind the computer chair. With a gentle attitude that was rarely shown to the outside world, she bent down and put her arm around the shoulders of Bruce Wayne, who was no longer young.
She looked at the words jumping on the screen and said:
"Did he contact you? Any news about the child?"
"have."
The middle-aged man took a sip of coffee and clicked on a few photos attached to the message. One of them was a picture of Catwoman holding a baby, and another was a picture of Harley feeding a baby .
“That’s our child!”
The Queen was upset when she saw her newborn child being held affectionately by two strange women without crying or making a fuss. She said very unhappily:
"She should be in my arms, and I should be breastfeeding her myself, instead of being held in the arms of the captor and being so quiet... This little heartless guy! A little traitor who deserves to be whipped!"
The lover's little emotion made the master sitting in the computer chair smile silently, but then he returned to his indifferent attitude.
He put down his coffee cup, patted Diana's hand on his chest, and said:
"He hasn't even opened his eyes. He can't remember anything from such a young age. You still have a lifetime to accompany him as he grows up. But I have an idea, even though it may anger you."
"explain!"
The Queen of Justice spoke forcefully:
"You know I don't like indecisive men."
"I mean, it's probably better for our kids to stay there."
As soon as Gray Bat opened his mouth, he felt the force of the Queen of Justice's arm, which was already making him feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. If she used a little more force, her sternum would probably be broken.
He is not wearing the bat suit now. No matter how much an ordinary person trains his physique, he cannot withstand the ravages of the female war goddess.
"I'm just offering a suggestion."
The master should say:
"One possibility, Diana, I'm not abandoning him..."
“You dare!”
The Queen said coldly:
"Clark wouldn't allow it! He treats little Bruce as his own child. Although this is our child, in a sense, he was born to the three of us.
You really shouldn’t talk nonsense on this issue.”
"I don't mean to provoke you. My thought is that keeping him here is very risky in today's uncertain future."
The master explained:
“That Mason Cooper…if he can carry out his plan completely and temporarily eliminate the threat from the Conqueror for us, then there will be no problem for the child to return home. We are capable enough to protect him.
But if the plan goes wrong and the Conquerors of the First Order come out in full force, Bruce Jr.'s return will become a destabilizing factor when we have to conduct the most extreme combat.
There is no way we can protect the world and at the same time be distracted from protecting our children.
You know my childhood experiences, Diana.
I just don't want my son to go through the same pain that I did. Look at these photos, the emotions in the eyes of this lady named Selena cannot be faked.
I haven't seen her though.
But I have an instinctive closeness to her. Even if it's just through a photo, I can confirm that I must have a deep connection with her in some world.
If we want to find a way out for the child, then giving it to her to raise might be a good choice."
"Snap"
With a hint of anger, she slapped the master on the head, and the Queen of Justice said with her hands on her hips:
"Good for you, Bruce! I just had a baby for you and you're saying this about another woman's photo? Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind.
Although you have been preparing for the world invasion as Clarke requested, deep down you disagree with this approach.
After Mason Cooper showed up, you already had a second option.
Although you didn't say it in front of Clark, I know you prefer the union. Are you going to send my child as a 'proton' as the basis for the union of the two worlds?
You wish!
I don’t agree.”
"We are the Justice Lords, Diana."
Gray Bat stood up and looked at the queen who had just slept with him. He said:
"We swore together on that day that we would take all necessary measures to safeguard the justice in our hearts and the world. I acquiesced to Clark killing Luther. Clark lost Lois in pursuit of justice. I want to witness you marry him. I want to bear the fate hidden in your shadows for the rest of my life.
We all pay a price for our choices, and we all have a role to play in our mission.
If things really come to that, your children and I will also have to bear this mission! Our world may be destroyed in the next impact.
Diana, if we are not willing to surrender to the darkness, then we need the methods in Mason Cooper's hands, and we have to give it our all."
"Don't try to convince me with these big truths!"
Queen Justice clenched her fists and glared at her lover, the father of her son, and said:
"You're going to give my child away to someone else! I don't agree!"
"No."
The master took a step forward and reached out to touch the conspicuous strand of white hair on the queen's forehead.
He whispered:
"I'm not just sending little Bruce away, I'm sending you away as well... I believe Clark will agree to my proposal, and I'm not so cold-blooded as to want my child to be away from his loving mother.
If this world is destined to perish, then we men will die with it. Clark and I will take on your share of the responsibility.
If I never see him again...
Remember to tell him after he grows up in another world that he has two fathers who love him very much."
Queen Diana was extremely moved. This was a rare display of emotion from the old man. However, while hugging her beloved, she couldn't help but whisper in the old man's ear:
"So I am the third person who came between you and Clark, right? You two are obviously at loggerheads with each other, but you hold hands even when you die. Is this the romance of men?
And you know, Clark can hear this, right? Is this the most romantic thing you've ever said to him?"
"Watch less BL dramas, Diana. You are already a mother. You need to be more stable."
The master buried his head in his lover's hair and said helplessly:
"Lois already lives in Clark's heart, and no one can leave even a little space for her."
…
"Well, that's really romantic."
In Mason's room in the Scarlet Castle, he, Harley and Quinn lay on the bed with eyes wide open, listening to the words that Gray Bat had just said as transmitted back by the eavesdropping device.
He himself is fine.
But Harley beside him was already crying, obviously she was out of control because of the special and intimate relationship between the three giants.
Quinn on the other side rubbed his eyes, then looked at his evil twin as if he was an idiot.
She felt that Harley was too embarrassing. What was there to cry about? Wasn't it just the beautiful love, friendship and even family affection between the three people who were tossing and turning and extremely loyal?
"That child was born to the three of them together. Wow, so touching."
Harry held Mason's arm, wiped his eyes and said:
"This is definitely the most tear-jerking story of all the Big Three stories. I want to record this wonderful thing and share it with the Big Three over there.
Maybe with some guidance, a similar chemical reaction could be generated between them..."
"Then you have to be careful not to be stabbed to death by Catwoman or have your scandal exposed by Reporter."
Quinn complained:
"Don't you see the situation over there? Can you force this to happen? Stop trying to match people up. Diana from the War World is married to Arthur Curry.
There's no way to tell about this. I heard that they seemed to have reconciled under the old man's command, so instead of having your boring love fantasies, you should do something serious.
Honey, do you really want to send this child back?"
She asked:
"Although we know this is definitely a bait left for the conquerors, and Bruce's identity is indeed sensitive enough to catch a big fish, how do we spread this news?"
"Don't worry about that."
Mason waved his arms around his two girlfriends, kissed them hard on the forehead, and said:
"I have already made arrangements, you two should be prepared. I will not bring anyone other than you two with me when I deliver the child this time, so my safety is in your hands."
"Hey, I'm sweetheart's love guard!"
Harley screamed and jumped over to tickle Mason, she yelled:
"I will take down any villain who dares to approach Mr. K. Quinn, just remember to finish him off. But there's still some time before we set off, so why don't we do something naughty?
After hearing about the strange love story of the Big Three, I also felt a little... Wow! Quinn, get out of the way! Mr. K is mine today. This is what we agreed on.
If you come any closer, I'll beat you up!"
At the same time, in a training area belonging to Ms. Emilia under the Scarlet Castle, the rookie mutant clones have now drunk the strengthening potion given by Mason.
They are getting familiar with the power they have just returned, and the rookies Psylocke and Storm tell their companions about the work they got from Mason.
No one had any objection to participating in the rescue operation. After the obedience program was lifted using the bio-capsule, their unrestrained minds did not allow them to put on the dog leash again.
But there is no consensus on how to do this.
"Master Mason is right! We can't convince them with words!"
The young Wolverine kept stretching out his claws and then retracting them. He said to his companions who were gathered in a circle trying on K-Men uniforms:
"We have all experienced a life in which we were manipulated by obedience programs. Under such controlled circumstances, there is no free thinking at all. Even if they are dissatisfied with their fate, they cannot effectively resist it.
This kind of thing has to be done roughly.
We defeat them first, and then make them go through the same thing as we did. Only after the obedience process is lifted can we talk about free choice. "
"I agree with you, but what should we do?"
The Iceman said sadly:
"We are just new soldiers. Even with the assistance of Lord Mason, we cannot overwhelm our compatriots. If we fail to control the situation in the first place and let the conflict break out, casualties will be unavoidable."
"Don't expect this kind of thing to end perfectly!"
The Fireman complained:
"Bloodshed is certain. The only question is how to minimize casualties."
"Tsk, look at the ideas of you rookies, it's ridiculous."
Mystique, who was silent at the side, flexed her fingers, constantly changing herself into other people in order to regain control of her abilities. After everyone's eyes fell on her, the senior with serial number 12 spoke up and pointed out:
"Didn't Master Mason say that? He will change the plan from annihilation to crushing, with the first priority being to destroy the Conqueror Sequence's command system in this world.
That is to say, as long as those high-level conquerors are dead, Team K's hunting will stop, and then we will have enough time to complete the "unlocking" of the low-level recruits.
From this point of view, the key point is not how to convince them, do you understand?
The key point is to kill those commanders as soon as possible! The most important thing is to take the initiative in the operation and not let those new recruits die.
We already have data jammers placed throughout the Arctic base. That adult has handed us the means to victory, but you are still foolishly trying to solve the problem with your own weak power.
It's really a cannon fodder's thinking, it makes people laugh."
"Raven is right!"
Although her tone was sarcastic, Psylocke, as the captain, understood what Mystique meant. She clapped her hands and said:
"We sneaked into the base and seized the control room before the operation began, and locked up the new recruits in the lower dormitory area. This way, we only need to deal with the veterans.
Those veterans were severely brainwashed.
They are already polluted, don't worry about them.
What Lord Mason needs is a group of loyal K-Men. He can give them strength at will, so strength is not the key, but the will to resist is!
Well, Riven, you are indeed an elite commander."
Psylocke glanced at Mystique and said:
"But this raises another question. How can we be sure that you and we are on the same page?"
“The obedience program in me is gone.”
Mystique said unhappily:
"Do you think I'll have a good life after returning in this situation? The order of the Conqueror's First Order is based on this obedience procedure. Without this thing, I'll be expelled from the army.
I don't want to risk my life with you, but do I have a choice now?
Don't worry, I will help you sneak into the base and seize the control room. This is a job only I can do, and I will prove my loyalty with practical actions.
But I still think there is something wrong with the information you brought back."
She rubbed her brows and said:
"Are you sure that this local operation is just a diversion? Is it to cover up the secret meeting between Lord Mason and those righteous lords in the lord world?"
"He's going to send that kid back."
Adjutant Storm Girl nodded and said:
"This is the request made by the Lords of Justice and the basis for cooperation between the two sides. The identity of that child is too special. As long as he is in the hands of Lord Mason, cooperation between the two sides will not be possible.
With Lord Mason's wisdom, he would not allow this matter to drag on any longer.
Only if we make trouble at the main base can we create an environment where he can be ignored and complete this important joint negotiation.
Once the resilient Lord World receives external assistance, the First Conqueror Sequence will definitely suffer a bloody defeat here! Then, good days will come for us K-Men."
"yes ."
Mystique also narrowed her eyes and said with emotion:
"That child's identity is indeed too special. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have thought that his life experience was so bizarre? Controlling him is equivalent to controlling the three giants...
Tsk, Lord Mason really played a good hand. The stupid conquerors would never seize such a good opportunity.
What a pity."
