2186 Side Story: Fantasy Journey
It wasnât until Master Wayne and Diana returned that Barry finally broke out of this happy atmosphere. âUm, whereâs our new teammate?â
Master Wayne shook his head and didnât say anything as he walked over to the table.
Diana explained, âWeâve talked, but he needs more time.â
Luke put down what he was working on and walked to the table. âHm, it was probably because Bruce is too good-looking too.â
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Everybody rolled their eyes.
Master Wayne couldnât help but say, âI never showed my face. Diana went in alone.â
Feeling like it sounded like he was passing the buck, he added, âItâs not us. Actually, he still finds his current situation⊠a little hard to accept.â
Luke poured him a cup of black tea. âOkay, Bruce, relax. At the very least, Barry was very obedient. With one call, he came running.â
Obedient Barry looked at him glumly.
Unfortunately, no matter how he looked at it, he was the baby brother in this team, and could only endure it.
In particular, when Luke took out the tea and snacks and was clearly about to start their regular tea session, Barry instantly appeared obediently in the chair next to Luke.
Diana walked over and naturally enjoyed Lukeâs tea service.
Master Wayne and Barry had already enjoyed this treatment; naturally, she didnât mind enjoying the same service from a teammate.
After a few mouthfuls of tea, Master Wayneâs gloomy mood disappeared. After all, few things went smoothly⊠Hm, Barry didnât count.
Looking at the curious Barry, he felt that it was time to tell him everything.
After all, they had failed to rope in the other two, while the three in front of him were the fixed members. They couldnât just rely on something like tacit understanding anymore.
If a team didnât lay ground rules in the beginning, and things went astray in the future, they wouldnât even get the chance to redeem themselves.
Luke agreed.
It was better to come up with some lofty catchphrase at the beginning. Even if it was difficult to carry out in reality, or there were unspoken rules, it was still better than doing their own thing.
Of course, Master Wayne was aiming his âwarningâ primarily at Luke and Barry. The battle goddess had been on the side of justice for almost a century; there was no need to worry about her becoming corrupt.
Luke was rich and powerful, while Barryâs superpower was practically incomprehensible to ordinary people. If they really turned evil, they would be even more terrifying than those lunatics in Arkham.
Thankfully, Luke was a civilized and easygoing person. Not only wasnât he resentful, he casually helped to âtranslateâ some of what Master Wayne was saying for the newbie, Barry.
Master Wayneâs head hurt a little. Although thatâs what I meant, your explanation is too unseemly.
But he couldnât deny it, in case Barry really did misunderstand.
In any case, Iâm not the one whoâs making it sound that bad. Whatever! Master Wayne could only comfort himself that way.
Nobody had any objections. Luke even raised his hand. âI agree.â
Diana simply smiled and waved. âSame here.â
Seeing that, Barry raised his hand high. âSame here.â
Master Wayneâs feelings were a little complicated. It was really convenient to have a professional âsidekickâ or âprop.â
But seeing how considerate this âsidekickâ was, it was clear that the latter knew how he thought, which wasnât a good thing.
However, in the face of a powerful enemy, Master Wayne didnât have time to think about this for now. He could only proceed with the next phase.
He swiped the surface of the tablet, and a photo of an African-American man appeared on the monitor next to the table. âVictor Stone, a talented young scientist. On the surface, he died in an accident, but in factâŠâ
He switched to another image, and a âpersonâ with a mostly robotic face and one glowing red eye appeared. âHe probably became like this due to another accident.â
Barry was enlightened. âThatâs really cool⊠Hm, fine, thatâs too bad.â
Master Wayne looked at him in agreement. âThatâs right. A bystander might think he looks cool like this, but it definitely isnât a great experience for him, which is why he isnât easy to deal with.â
After introducing âFailure No. 2,â he switched to another image. It was of a wild-looking long-haired man with a black tattoo. âArthur Curry. Heâs half-Atlantean, half-human. He can come and go freely in the ocean. He doesnât seem to like coming ashore, but we should still have a chance.â
Barry couldnât refrain from exclaiming âwowâ when he heard this. He was quite curious about these superhumans. After all, the three people next to him just said that âmoneyâ was their superpower.
After all, given Barryâs abilities and physique, he definitely wouldnât be their main player.
As a support member, he had plenty of time to watch from the side. In any case, he could figure out a lot of things in a second.
However, Barry still asked, âWill we be fighting in the ocean? That might not be good for me.â
Master Wayne shook his head. âI donât know, but Steppenwolf isnât an aquatic being, and those Parademons under him would find it difficult to fight in the ocean as well. So, itâs very likely weâll be fighting on land.â
Barry said, âHm, then, there should be a limit to what this Arthur Curry can do, right?â
Diana said, âThatâs only if weâre battling in the ocean. In any case, heâs an Atlantean⊠Hm, fine, heâs a mixed blood, but heâs stronger than most superhumans.â
As a demi-god, she naturally knew how exaggerated his overall abilities were.
He didnât need any training to fight, but if he did get training, he would be a powerful warrior at the very least. It wouldnât be a problem for him to beat up three to five of Master Wayne.
Barry nodded, his trademark goofy grin in place as he looked around.
He was suddenly stunned, and pointed to the skylight. âWow, thatâs your signal, isnât it, Bruce?â
Everybody turned around and saw the image of a bat projected into the sky above Gotham. They could see it clearly even from the base ten kilometers away.
That was right, this was Commissioner Gordonâs standard âturning on the lightâ routine when something bad enough happened.
Luke stood up and said, âLetâs go. There are traces of Parademon activity in the city. Thatâs probably why Gordon is calling for you.â
Both Master Wayne and Diana nodded and stood up.
Barry was flustered; he wanted to follow, but hated to part with the table of food.
His mind raced, and he disappeared, only to return with a big food pouch. He put most of the snacks into it. âIt would be a waste not to eat them. Each one costs more than ten dollars. Hey, wait for me.â With that, he disappeared from the table.
Commissioner Gordon stood on top of the GCPD building and looked up at the Bat signal in the gloomy sky. He frowned.
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It was another rainy night.
He couldnât help but put his hands in his pockets and huddle into his coat to block out the pervasive cold and dampness.
Suddenly, he saw something.
Director Gordon immediately knew that his good buddy, no, his old friend, was here.