pertwk Chapter 167 A Clever Move Backfires
Chapter 167 A Clever Move Backfires
Chapter 167 A Clever Move Backfires
Pentagon.
Amanda Waller's office.
"People of Earth, I am Brainiac..."
It was morning, the sky was clear and cloudless—perfect time for the evil monarch to invade Earth.
"Brainiac..."
Amanda Waller stared intently at the image on the tablet, at the green alien that manipulated all of humanity's technological products.
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
She answered the phone with a blank expression.
"Yes, Your Excellency. Hmm," she said.
"We have contingency plans for such events."
Brainiac's voice still echoed on the screen. His words were automatically translated into a language Amanda Waller could understand: "If you hand Batman over to me..."
Amanda turned her back while holding the phone:
"That's right, Your Excellency President."
She took a deep breath.
"No, betraying Batman is utter suicide, and I don't think there's any point in discussing that idea."
"Yes, Your Excellency, that is my opinion. I hope this conclusion will be helpful in suppressing those who surrender."
"What?" Amanda Waller said, "You're asking what our contingency plan is?"
"I assumed you had already seen the reports we submitted."
Then she paused for a while before she spoke.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. Those reports were indeed perfunctory and useless; your judgment is entirely correct."
"Do you really want to know what our plan for this attack is?"
"Do you really want to hear the truth?"
She received an affirmative reply over the phone.
"Okay," Amanda said.
"It's very simple."
"Our contingency plan... is Batman."
A few minutes later, she hung up the phone and stood in front of the huge, transparent floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the steel jungle that undulated like mountains.
Squeak!
Steve Trevor pushed the door open hastily: "Damn it, I couldn't get through to you on the phone, so..."
Then he saw Amanda Waller standing by the window with her hands behind her back, so he stopped his hurried steps, slowly walked over to her, and stood with her by the window.
"Wonder Woman Diana has already rushed to Brainiac's spaceship."
He said, "We originally wanted to arrange for a plane to take her directly to attack the spaceship, but Batman's henchman Killer Croc jumped out from what looked like a spatial portal and took her away."
He said, "Another ability we don't know about, Batman's secrets from us... well, now's not the time to discuss these things."
Then he heard Amanda Waller's voice, but the other person didn't respond:
"Batman said Brainiac wouldn't arrive on Earth for another month, but it's only been two weeks since he said that."
The elite agent, who looked like a middle-aged Black woman, only said half a sentence before stopping.
"And Brainiac's invasion happened 7 minutes ago, and Metropolis disappeared 9 minutes ago. Tens of millions of people, but Batman failed to give any warning—" Steve stopped mid-sentence.
He also responded with silence.
Both he and Amanda had thought of a terrible problem, but neither of them wanted to say the second half of it.
This is an extremely bad possibility, not only meaning they have entrusted the wrong person, but also potentially dragging the entire Earth to the brink of destruction:
If Batman's estimate of Brainiac's arrival time on Earth was wrong, then wouldn't his knowledge of Brainiac, which he presented to the two of them, also be completely wrong?
A deathly silence fell; neither of them felt like speaking.
"Since it's already done, there's no point in regretting it."
Finally, Amanda concluded: "This is a war, a war of life and death."
"In war, having two command centers will only hasten our demise. Even the worst commander is better than two."
She turned and sat back down at her desk: "At this point, we've provided Batman with the utmost support and done our best. As for the final victory, defeat, life, and death..."
Amanda sat in her seat, and this simple action somehow gave rise to a striking air about her plump face:
"Just accept it calmly."
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Arctic.
The Kryptonians' lonely fortress.
"Clark!"
Clark stopped in his tracks. He smiled apologetically at Killer Croc, who was waiting beside him. The large green crocodile waved it off dismissively, while Wonder Woman, standing next to the crocodile, crossed her arms.
Superman turned to look at Lois and said softly:
"It's alright, Louis, Lonely Fortress is very safe. Although I haven't had time to teach you all the operating methods of Lonely Fortress today, what I've taught you before is enough for you to control this large spaceship."
He said, "I'll be back soon."
He paused, then gave a somewhat apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Louis. I told you I'd make time to spend the day with you today, and I was going to take you to meet your mother... but I'm afraid I'll have to put that aside for now."
His expression slowly turned solemn: "I assure you, I will rescue Metropolis. It is my responsibility. I will be back soon, and perhaps... you know, we can even have dinner together tonight."
But Louis didn't say anything.
She simply walked slowly to Clark and then reached out to gently stroke the face of the Iron Man.
They looked at each other in silence, and suddenly tears streamed down Louis's face.
They kissed.
Wonder Woman and Killer Croc both turned their heads away.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
Louis tried his best not to let his voice betray worry or choke up: "Okay."
She said, "I'll wait for you to come back."
"Get home early, Clark."
She stopped crying and started laughing.
"I'm still waiting for you to have dinner with me."
She gazed at the warm smile on the man's face.
"it is good."
Clark answered her in this way.
He turned his head, his mind surging with high spirits like a raging fire.
He knew why Louis was weeping at this moment.
They were both trying to avoid one problem:
According to Batman's intelligence, Brainiac should arrive on Earth in about a month.
Why now? Why this moment?
If Batman's intelligence was wrong, then all his preparations...
Will it really work?
"Superman, I'll open a teleportation portal for you. Hmm, although I brought the Batplane, my suggestion is that you just carry me and Wonder Woman and fly away faster."
Killer Croc stepped forward and quickly said, "I'll give you directions, and we can meet up with Batman directly."
He said:
"It happened so suddenly, Batman had already assembled all available personnel. Even if Brainiac arrived a little too early..."
Killer Croc hesitated slightly, but still said decisively, "We can still... no, we are absolutely able to surround and kill him, just like the original plan!"
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"interesting."
Brainiac turned his head.
He turned off the video feed. He had achieved his goal; Batman had walked right into his trap and was now on his spaceship. There was no need to waste another word with those inferior beings on Earth.
"A kind of spatial teleportation..." He scanned the spatial portal that had appeared at the scene, and through the portal, he saw what appeared to be a sea of red blood.
"It's something that doesn't exist in my database. You're surprising me more and more, Batman."
He slowly scanned the henchmen Batman had brought, one by one.
Deathstroke drew his twin swords, Black Manta silently walked to the front of the group, and electricity crackled in Live Electric's hands. Death Shooter, and the other recruited characters...
He sighed. The imitation of an Earthling's movements was so lifelike, it perfectly captured the helplessness of a person—but Chen Tao knew that Brainiac didn't actually feel helplessness; it was all a simulation.
"Is this all you're relying on? Nothing more? Give me a break."
With each word he spoke, the artificially simulated emotions were gradually stripped away from his tone, eventually making his voice sound calm and undisturbed.
"Earthling, when you face me, you should go all out from the start. Holding back will only hasten your demise."
"I'm not sure if you can perceive my supreme power. Over time, the entire universe will converge here and be shaped according to my will. Your resistance is futile."
Then the AI heard Batman's voice: "Unless we can stop you."
"All I offer you is salvation. Your environment has been poisoned, your civilization has exhausted its resources, and the decline of the Earth is irreversible."
"I still hope to give you a chance to live in the final moments. To be honest, each of you precious samples has enough research value, and I do not intend to destroy you."
No one responded to him.
Brainiac said to himself:
"I once told you this, Batman: I didn't bring destruction."
He waved his hand, and countless cities he had once collected lit up at that moment, illuminating the entire spaceship like a sky full of stars:
"I bring salvation, Batman. Those cities that should have been destroyed because of themselves have been spared because of my existence."
Still, no one answered him.
"I think this guy has something wrong with his head."
The death knell sounded somewhat somber beneath the orange and black mask: "Does he really think he can shake our fighting spirit with just a few words?"
"Of course not."
He heard Batman say that.
"Of course not."
He heard Brainiac say that.
The green robot glanced at Batman with some surprise, but the other man interrupted him and spoke up.
"While Brainiac was spouting empty platitudes, he was simultaneously playing his trump card."
"What's the trump card?" Red Hood interrupted Deathstroke before he could finish speaking, playing the role of the narrator.
"Wait, you mean, Brainiac has something...?" Deathstroke's mind raced, and he suddenly realized something. His voice turned cold: "Don't tell me that the trump card you showed us is related to Brainiac—"
He was about to say something more when Red Hood immediately interrupted him: "Let Batman speak first."
"Doomsday never belonged to Luthor or you, Batman."
When Deathstroke heard Brainiac's words, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Batman had previously demonstrated Doomsday's power to them, which is why he so generously joined the fight.
In his view, with these doomsdays, how could they possibly lose? How could they possibly lose?
This mission is basically like picking up money off the ground.
Each of the 20 Doomsdays could easily defeat Superman; if they joined forces, they could flatten any planet in the world.
But what if... but what if!
Damn!
"You're just leading Brainiac astray."
Brainiac said, "Don't use my scientific abilities carelessly. I warned you long ago that stealing my knowledge will come at a price. From the moment he chose to learn my technology, he gave me an opportunity to manipulate you."
He said:
"Luthor has been following my orders. He's smart, but not enough. He thinks that splitting his personality into two will protect his brain? He's sorely mistaken."
He said:
"When he first came into contact with my Doomsday, through a small wound, some nanovirus robots that even your so-called advanced biosafety technology cannot detect had already entered his brain."
"Those robots made Luther follow my rules of conduct, and made him fantasize that he could create Doomsday himself."
"Twenty Doomsdays, twenty Kryptonians you kidnapped... General Zod's henchmen?"
Brainiac heard Batman's voice and nodded.
"That's right, I've dissected them all alive. They've taught me a lot about the nature of Kryptonian power. I used their corpses to create Doomsday and successfully recreated this biological weapon. But... I'm still missing a piece of the puzzle."
"The power of the yellow sun."
"So you deliberately used Luther to make him believe that he created these Doomsdays, thus letting them get enough sun."
Deathstroke stared grimly at the Doomsdays emerging from the portals.
boom!
The massive body, three or four meters tall, crashed onto the ground of the spaceship with a dull thud. Then came the next one.
boom!
The death knell’s heart sank deeper and deeper.
The crowd began to stir.
Batman showed them these 20 doomsdays when he was persuading them, and now...
Have they all become enemies?
"Idiot, Batman, you've killed us all."
The live wire lowered its hand, saying miserably, "I can't even beat Superman. Twenty Doomsdays?"
"Superman will be on the battlefield soon," Black Manta said, slowly drawing his twin swords.
"It's no use coming here." The live wire sat on the ground. "Whatever. Luckily, I can still turn into electricity and escape."
But I fucking can't do it.
Deathstroke's face was cold.
He also drew his weapon.
Numerous Doomsdays stood in a row before Brainiac. These burly freaks were not transported here via Killer Croc through the Crimson of All Beings, but rather Brainiac directly used his technology to break through spatial limitations and summon them to this place.
Brainiac's voice was deep.
"You've lost, Batman. The game is over. I can match your strength, but you cannot match my intellect—"
Boo!
But before he could finish speaking, the Doomsdays he had just summoned emitted a soft ripple and were swept away by some force, disappearing from their original positions.
In the blink of an eye, more than 20 Doomsdays vanished like bubbles, as if their existence had been an illusion.
Brainiac suddenly looked at Batman: "You!?"
"You should know," he heard Batman's voice, who sighed, "I never trusted Luthor, and..."
Batman lowered his head:
"A doomsday would be terrifying. He could kill Superman and destroy the Justice League."
"But in fact..."
Chen Tao raised his head.
"If Doomsdays appear in swarms... then they're nothing but cannon fodder!"
Oh no, I almost didn't make it to the perfect attendance record. I've added another 300 words, so please download it again. Sorry, *sobs*
(End of this chapter)