Chapter 174 Purpose

On the first day, Batty checked his physical health.

On the second day, Barty had already prepared all the items to deal with Jor-El, as well as the clones. It was just a little late, and there were some chores that puzzled him.

Someone is secretly saving them, secretly saving members of the future Justice League.

There is too little information, and Bati has no way to tell who saved them.

but!

Who can know that he wants to use them and control them.

Who knows, their achievements, their value, and their future.

Nobody knows.

Even so, why would anyone save them?

Someone... knows the future!

The morning of the third day.

8:00 am.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the experimental building of Universal Biotechnology Co., Ltd. with intense and dazzling light, refracting harsh light.

On the fifteenth floor, the transparent composite glass on the ceiling did not penetrate the light, and the automation on the ground floor stretched out a layer of light-absorbing black curtain to block the sunlight and create a quiet atmosphere of gray tones in the entire room.

With Ebadi's current physical condition, exposure to the sun is undoubtedly poisonous.

He opened his eyes from the soft velvet quilt, deep, and the pupils contracted smaller than usual after waking up, and soon, the pupils gradually became larger, and turned lazy. In the slightly dark room, he With a lazy face, he pulled out his arm.

This action made Raven, who was lying on his arm as a pillow, feel a little uncomfortable.

"Um…"

The raven let out a sleepy snort, turned its body on its side, and turned over with its legs sandwiched by the quilt, revealing its smooth and white back. The quilt faintly reached the tail keel, outlining a curve.

Badi opened his mouth sleepily, and yawned a long time. A little sour tears came out of the corners of his eyes. He wiped them with his hands, closed his mouth, opened and closed his eyes, regained his calmness and determination, and flashed his thoughts gaze.

He hasn't done such a lazy movement like a "person" for a long time.

When he got down to the ground, he felt a needle-like feeling, from the soles of his feet, to the pores all over his body.

In some cartoons, the exaggerated performance is gradually stimulated, and the skin is pricked and wavy.

But it's definitely more painful than anything.

But today, it was even more serious. He felt that his bones were sore and weak, as if he had no strength to produce blood, and his bone marrow was sore, soft, and very weak. It was worse than a severe fever. This state Let the body be too tired to move, just to stay, waiting to melt.

Similarly, in the deepest part, there is ample power surging, as if separated by a box, different situations, weak and strong, and it is as weird as the left hand is weak and withered, and the right hand is strong and strong.

He glanced at Raven's smooth back, arching her waist like a shrimp, with a slightly curved waist protruding from the smooth skin, extending to the lumbar spine of her curled neck.

Breathing evenly.

The room is slightly warm, with that kind of fresh incense, and the aroma from the bedding, which seems to be sandalwood, which is a warm, freehand, refreshing smell.

She is very thin!

The idea that she is very thin suddenly popped into Baddy's head. He had no other thoughts, but seeing Raven like this, he felt that she was very thin.

Of course, he has always known that Raven is very thin.

After looking at it for a while, it seemed that the raven's breathing was not so balanced. Ba Di looked away, took a step, and walked into the bathroom to take a bath with his body supported.

When passing by the living room, through the gray tones, he saw two documents neatly placed on the glass coffee table.

On the fifteenth floor, unless you are invited and authorized, you are not allowed to enter. Even the newly recruited Bati's secretary group has no invitation or qualification to enter.

Only all kinds of Hera can enter and exit freely.

Apparently, this was yesterday, the information about Central City's Barry Allen, and Hal Jordan.

Batty stopped walking towards the bathroom, walked from the back of the sofa to the front, and then sat down heavily on the sofa, sinking the gray-white leather sofa, straightening his lumbar spine.

He picked up the yellow folder, "Barry Allen" from the glass coffee table, opened it, and looked at it with calm eyes.

In the silent and dark room, the only sound was the sound of him flipping through the documents page by page.

After reading the information about Leon being able to find any Barry Allen, his eyes flashed in thought.

This document is... so rudimentary.

It’s so simple, it’s almost as if it’s made temporarily to deal with myself. The various Barry Allen’s addresses, some are vague and clear, some grandparents don’t have them, and some want to write detailed descriptions of their parents. It's as crude as a nine-stream novel.

Leon definitely didn't have the guts to perfuse himself. Moreover, he is not a casual person when doing things, and his character will not write such a simple and repetitive information.

"What happened?"

Subconsciously, Ba Di was holding his left hand with his right hand, rubbing his thumb against his palm, thinking.

Without thinking for a long time, he picked up another copy of Hal Jordan's materials, and flipped through them rustlingly in the quiet space.

Read through.

This is the same as Barry Allen's document, dull, lifeless text, without Nasus's usual character, he always likes to add his own subjective opinions.

At any time, he would say an "I think..."

Even the written report is no exception.

However, what is written here is what I know, and I think, some unrealistic inferences.

This has already triggered the reflex arc mechanism that Baddy set up in their heads.

Bati gave them supernatural powers, which also strengthened their loyalty. Subconsciously, they transmitted information mechanisms that could protect them, so that machines and psychics could not read their brain information. Forcible reading would only lead to self-destruct .

There is no doubt that this document was written by Nasus.

only.

It was a data report made when he was unconscious and fuzzy.

Leon and Nasus.

was controlled.

They were not read by others, but controlled, so they did not die, but triggered a misleading information mechanism.

However, why do you want to confuse the public and do these useless things.

What are you doing with more than 300 Barry Allen and more than 200 Hal Jordan materials?

It doesn't make sense at all.

Barty narrowed his eyes.

It doesn't make sense!

Things that are meaningless, for a smart person, will make him suspicious and suspicious, so that he can get to the bottom of it and understand it before he can feel at ease. This will undoubtedly take a little time.

This is nothing but the controller's arbitrary arrangement.

Just want to procrastinate for a while!

"Justice League...doesn't the most important characters still exist?"

Jor-El exists!

Because Jor-El won't trust anyone on this earth, anyone could be sent by me.

Controllers need time!

He needs time to gain Jor-El's trust!

So as to save Clark!