People in DC, every day administrative leave

"The Justice League is a group of superheroes who don't need rewards. They would rather starve themselves than give up the opportunity to make money to capitalists. It's so touching."

Starfire didn't express the ridicule in his words, but she was just surprised that Zhang San told her that vampire capitalists should be hung from street lamps. Why would the Justice League give up the opportunity to make money to capitalists?

Don’t these superheroes know the dangers of capitalists?

Early the next morning, Zhang San was shaken awake by someone while he was still sleeping. Xinghuo, who was standing by the bed, reminded him if he was going to meet someone today.

"Yes, I almost forgot"

It was time for the mine head to be released once a month again, and he had to go to the mining area to bring Deadshot over.

But before that, Zhang San wanted to go to Oua Star to visit Atrocitus, who had not sent any news for more than half a month.

The message he left for the red light leader last time was tempting enough, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem to take the bait.

After breakfast, he walked into the basement and took out a portable teleportation device. This thing, which looked like a watch, could send him to a planet only a few minutes away from Oa.

However, the device displayed an error message indicating that the target location was wrong, so Zhang San had to remotely call its manufacturer, Lex Luthor, on the bracelet and tell him the current situation.

(The marked device is damaged. It is possible that the device failed for some reason or was discovered and taken away. If you want to continue, there is a 50% chance that you will appear at the current location of the device, and the other 50% is the one that was Marked planet.)

"I don't like probabilities."

He hung up the communication with Luther, and then changed the target on the teleportation device to another location that was relatively close to Oa.

brush.

pat!

After casually swatting away a bouncing alien snake, Zhang San walked out of the small cave where the marking device was hidden.

Arriving at Oa Star again, he was already somewhat familiar with the place. He said hello to the few green lights that came over and flew directly to the cell where Atrocitas was held.

The big red guy was still inside, and when he heard someone knocking on the door, he would turn around to see who it was.

"Are you Shuang Lamp's friend Keyboard? I heard Sinestro said that you were the one who killed all the Guardians of the Universe. You stole my prey! Those Guardians should be killed by me!"

The Red Lantern leader in the cell looked even angrier, as if Atrocitas cared about others killing the Guardians before him.

"Actually, the pressure you put on them is not as great as mine."

Zhang San changed his story. Although the original parallax monster committed suicide a long time ago, it might appear again one day and possess others to take revenge.

When Atrocitus heard the words from the keyboard, he punched the cell door angrily. As a result, its safety setting was triggered and he was electrocuted and unable to stand up.

"Green Lantern copied my idea. Why are they using electricity to deal with disobedient guys? This is obviously the method I used first. Are you okay?"

knock knock knock.

It seemed that the people in the cell were unable to continue chatting with him. Atrocitus, who was lying face down on the ground, seemed to be asleep and motionless.

The person he was talking to was a little unstable today, so Zhang San had no choice but to turn on the teleportation device and leave from Oua Star to the mining area.

The room where the transmitter was installed lit up, and the modified laboratory has been divided into several areas.

One is the room he is currently staying in, which is specially used to teleport to various places or teleport Fulla and others back. When you go out into the corridor, to the right is the personal laboratory of Kryptonian scientist Ur, which contains the machines he is researching. On the left side of the corridor is the place where the big guy from Krypton is.

Originally, Zhang San wanted to change the name of this tall man with a strange name to Dahei, but the other party couldn't accept this nickname, so he still used the previous name.

Big Guy's laboratory is much larger than that of his colleagues, mainly because there are some experimental items inside and require more space.

"How is the stability of the medicine now?"

The two-meter-tall Kryptonian scientist in front of Zhang San has a different research philosophy than the bold Lex Luthor. The big guy is developing a single-function potion, while the bald guy wants to combine a perfect potion with multiple superpowers.

The former has much better stability and side effects than the latter, but what he wants is one that has no side effects at all.

"92%, the Kryptonian nanotechnology you brought back from the parallel world has been of great help to my research and development. I am trying to use this technology to further improve the potion."

The big man wearing a black tights showed him his latest research result, a white mouse that can control its own hair.

According to the data displayed on the glass, the mouse has survived for a little more than a month after gaining abilities.

Whenever the big guy feeds it something delicious, it turns itself into a hairball.

If one day it is unhappy and depressed, it will lose all its hair.

"According to your regulations, I did not give the test subjects any superpowers that could threaten the laboratory. All these white mice obtained were useless superpowers."

"I can see that you did a very good job."

In order to prevent the experimental subjects from escaping from prison and escaping, Zhang San told the big guy from the beginning that safety must come first in everything.

Do not use dangerous superpower drugs or use dangerous creatures as experimental subjects. If there is a jailbreak or an experimental subject attack, you must first ensure your own safety.

Now that the side effects of the medicine being researched by Big Man are so small that they are almost negligible, it will probably take some time before the work Zhang San wants can be produced.

He came to another laboratory. Ur here was mainly responsible for classifying and sorting out the large amount of alien civilization technology collected by Brainiac.

Without the help of artificial intelligence, he would have to manually screen for a long time, at least several months.

Even Ur didn't have time to deal with the keyboard that came in. He had to spend five hours a day soaking in the technical information of various civilizations.

"Help me find information on the development of fleet technology from the interior of the planet to the universe. It is best to use nuclear energy. The manufacturing industry should not be too complicated and can be equipped with reactive shields."

The earth is about to usher in the first phase of upgrading, and Zhang San must be prepared in advance to give a little sweetness to the countries that join the resistance to alien forces.

It was free at first, then paid, and then membership.

A piece of information from the sea fleet to the space fleet is enough for him to sell separately for a long time, as well as information on rental shield devices and discounted weapons.

Outside, Deadshot, who had been looking up at the sky, was not in the mood to work at all now.

The keyboard and he agreed to go home once a month, but today it was late, two hours late! (End of chapter)