People in DC, every day administrative leave

"You can call me Meditation Mite..."

The green bug floated next to Desard and said a lot of things like a fly.

Before arriving, it learned the identity of this person from Zhang San. The little bug, who was eager to learn about Apokolips technology, was willing to spend some time becoming friends with him.

There was really nothing he could do about those two mice. Animals with low intelligence simply didn't understand what they were saying.

Even if they become friends with them, the mice will not listen to the meditation mites, because these two animals will only be commanded by the little palm-sized man.

But it's different now. A scientist from Apokolips appears here.

As long as it becomes friends with the other party and works together to crack the bracelet, escaping from this ghost place is simple.

...

Zhang San, who has left the laboratory, has no idea about the Green Bug's plan, and even if he knew it, he might just pretend he didn't know and watch the little bug make a fool of himself.

The whole place is owned by him, and the Meditation Mite can only imagine in his dreams if he wants to find someone to cooperate with him in escaping.

"You haven't told me your name yet, boss."

In the corridor, the Super Queen leaned against the wall and held her hands as if waiting for him.

The woman had just asked Gilotino, and the other party didn't know the man's identity, so either the man was lying, or the other party had never seen this man before.

"Zhang San, a peace-loving policeman."

"Are you a policeman?" The Super Queen looked at his strong figure carefully, and then noticed a ring on his hand.

"I'm not married yet, it's not a wedding ring."

After hearing Zhang San's words, the Super Queen walked towards him with raised corners of her mouth.

She stretched out her arms and hugged the man's neck. She came closer and said, "Boss, do you still need a girlfriend?"

"The keyboard says you're a murderer."

"What does that matter."

She moved closer, and their faces were almost touching.

"I was afraid that I would commit an occupational disease while doing business and shoot the murderer more than a dozen times."

"Try..."

The Super Queen kissed her, and after a while the two separated.

"Now, how do you feel?"

The woman's little hand reached down dishonestly, only to find that something was wrong.

"I should be the one to say this. Now, how do you feel?"

With a slight smile, Zhang San grabbed the right hand of the slightly nervous Super Queen in front of him.

a few hours later.

The man who returned home had already changed his clothes. If someone offered to give him something for free, he would not refuse.

But the Super Queen is just dreaming if she wants to take advantage of this and not work.

A bad woman must be punished, so she not only has to work, she has to work more.

In the kitchen, the fallen angel Imogen and Kara were busy preparing lunch. Today, it was not just the few at home who were eating, but also the women in the mountains.

Since vegetables and meat have not been purchased for the kitchen in the manor, the meals for the employees working at noon today have to be prepared by Carla and the others.

The standard lunch box includes a large sandwich, fries and a soda per person.

Seagull is also in the kitchen and is the family's professional chip bird.

Using it to fry French fries not only saves fuel and electricity, but also saves a little on food expenses in a month.

"Why are there so many things today..."

Chris came downstairs wearing a pair of white underwear. Because he was woken up by his good friend last night to look at green bugs, he and the vigilante had been sleeping until now.The two of them still didn't know what happened in the morning, and there were many people in the back mountain.

"I went to two parallel worlds while you were sleeping, killed a Darkseid, and brought back a group of new employees..."

In the living room, after listening to Zhang San's experience, Chris and the vigilante looked at each other and then clapped their legs and laughed.

Pointing to the clock hanging on the wall, Chris smiled and said:

"It's only ten o'clock, and you told us that you killed Darkseid in less than two hours a few hours ago!?"

It’s not that I don’t believe it, it’s mainly that the time is too outrageous.

How long does it take?

In two hours, Zhang San first helped a parallel world where the Earth was invaded by Apokolips to kill Darkseid, and then assisted Superman to reverse the time of the Earth and save everyone.

Then he went to another parallel world and eliminated members of the Criminal Syndicate, a team of super-powered criminals.

"Next time you want to lie to us, you'd better tell a more reliable time."

The cheerful Chris suddenly stopped laughing because a glass jar with a head appeared on the coffee table.

The two eyes of the still fresh head were like holes, and there was even a circle of freshly dead blood around the severed neck.

"Hahaha..." The vigilante who was still laughing noticed that Chris stopped laughing, so he also put away his smile and looked seriously at the glass jar on the coffee table.

"This is Darkseid's head. I guessed that you wouldn't believe it. Fortunately, I left a piece of evidence."

"Maybe it's a fake you made out of mud, but you just found a powerful guy to take advantage of it."

"This isn't mud, it seems to be real."

The vigilante who turned his head and spoke could not be mistaken because he was wearing glasses.

Judging from the fact that he has been a street vigilante for so long, the contents of this glass jar should be real.

Not a fake made from mud.

"It seems like it's time to eat." Chris skipped the current topic and walked towards the dining table. At the same time, he asked Zhang San to put away the things on the coffee table so as not to affect everyone's appetite.

Seeing that he knew it was true but still pretended not to notice it, Zhang San speechlessly took back the loot and came to the table where a bowl of vegetable salad was just placed.

After several people finished lunch, Zhang San packed up a bunch of lunch boxes prepared by Kara and Imogen and went to the unfinished manor alone.

Ding.

Gilotino, who was standing guard at the elevator door, looked over at him. This woman was actually a freelance worker.

She was not forced to work by Zhang San. She was the kind of woman who could do whatever she wanted or didn't want to.

She had met this man before and knew that the new man had disappeared for a few hours.

Now the guy who started fighting with people when he arrived is still lying in a certain room and hasn't come out. I don't know how this earthling did it.

Although the Super Queen cannot match them in terms of combat skills, she is not weak in strength either.

And the man in front of him... To be honest, Gilotino and Big Barda felt the same way.

I can't tell that he has any strength, he seems to be just like ordinary earthlings.

Even though Zhang San can now create things like his master, Gilotino doesn't think he is very powerful.

Perhaps it was his master's magic that gave him the ability to use magical spaces.

Seeing that he left a pile of lunch boxes and said a few words, Gilotino came to the room where the Super Queen was with a piece of food.

The originally tidy room was as messy as if it had been disturbed by a tornado, and even some furniture was smashed.

Putting down the food, she turned and left the terrible-looking room.

(End of this chapter)