Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 487: The Strangeness That No One Can Understand (Please Subscribe and Read, Monthly Ticket Recommendation!)
Martin ate two large hot dogs saturated with oil and salt before patting his belly in satisfaction.

His body is in the state of an ordinary person, so his consumption will always be very high and he needs to eat more.

Maybe it's because when he changes into other identities, he doesn't eat as much, or the way of Jinshi is different from that of humans, so he needs this kind of stimulation.

"I should always have some food with me in the future. This junk food is really not very good."

From a nutritional point of view, these things are no different from ordinary food. However, the crude raw material processing mechanism and cooking method make these fast foods have no advantages other than being a little hot.

Instead of eating these not-so-tasty fast foods every time, he might as well make a few more flavors of the high-calorie foods specially developed in Cisco's tail and carry them with him.

With these messy thoughts, Martin left school and went to visit former members of the Justice Society according to the information given by Martian Manhunter.

Although Blue Valley Town has the word "town" in its name, it is actually a complete city, no less than the prefecture-level city of Dongda. It is just located in the mountains with very American characteristics. Coupled with the special energy-saving system, it does not seem to have the efficiency and power of an industrialized city. It is a place suitable for retirement.

For Martin now, the biggest problem in this city is the poor public transportation.

In short, the American style of community is too high. Everyone is used to moving around in familiar areas. Even if they lack something, there are acquaintances to help them, so there is no need for the support of public transportation.

But this made Martin suffer, as he could only walk on his two legs.

Although he ran very fast, the feeling of running with two legs was different from riding a bicycle or driving a car.

As he walked and looked around, Martin roughly analyzed the characteristics that Blue Valley Town presented to the outside world - a typical idyllic town imagined by Americans.

Apart from the locals and wealthy outsiders, not many people can enter this city.

Once the population expands rapidly, this pastoral tranquility will be broken and the city will be transformed into an industrialized or financialized city.

As the saying goes, everything in this world has a price.

Moreover, good politicians can always see the prices that must be paid, make choices between different paths, and bear the historical responsibility behind these prices.

Instead of being like modern Western politicians who are irresponsible, always trying to shift the cost to the weak and endlessly evading the responsibilities they should bear.

Something changed in Martin's mind. When he was walking on the road, whenever he saw something, his thoughts would diverge infinitely, extending to the various aspects of the social operation behind it.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. As the leader of a group, his mind should work in this way to capture social changes in a timely manner and gain an advantage.

Otherwise, even if you are just one step slower, your opponent may seize the opportunity and launch a fierce attack.

It is said that ordinary people do not like to be obedient. They complain about the difficulties in life, not because the social competition is really fierce, but often because they have been influenced by the surrounding environment since childhood, and are accustomed to escaping and incompetence.

So, they worship the symbols in history books and fantasize about becoming such people, but they are unwilling to train themselves. Instead, they use slogans to deceive people who are dumber or less knowledgeable than them into committing suicide.

Then these bad guys will use the blood of these innocent people to decorate the laurels they boast about, and use this so-called "qualifications" to decorate their miserable lives.

For adults, this behavior of inciting some idiots to die in order to gain benefits for themselves is just the most basic means.

It is hard to say whether it is good or bad. After all, adults are always responsible for their own actions, and it is inevitable to encounter such things when fighting in the market.

But as time went by, some old men who were unwilling to step down from the stage of history deliberately used this method against their underage children in order to screen out the cruel and ruthless ones among them.

They use these children to cause trouble and create social incidents, and then sell them in exchange for more profits.

Moreover, the traitors who surrendered to Apocalypse were making a lucrative business in this way.

They sold the humans on Earth to Apocalypse in exchange for a chance to linger on, parasitizing on human society and sucking human vitality to replenish their aging bodies.

Even without Apocalypse, those traitors Lao Deng would still sell out the interests of mankind in exchange for their own chance to survive.

"Those people deserve to die!"

When Martin arrived at the door of Xingzhi's house, the sun had risen completely and the streets in the residential area became lively. Students were running around in pairs, and housewives were instructing their children on what to do in school.

There was no one at Xingtiao's door, but from inside the house came the sound of parents urging their children to get up, wash up, and eat.

dong dong dong-

Although it was a bit rude to knock on the door so early in the morning, Martin still walked up and knocked on the door.

He wanted to uncover the secrets of Blue Valley Town as soon as possible to confirm whether this place was entangled with Luther and whether it was the private territory of those traitors.

The door opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a few white hairs and a newly grown beard on his chin.

Maybe because it was morning, the other party looked a little haggard and looked at Martin strangely, but his brain, which had not yet entered the working state, did not really react and he did not know what to say.

"I'm Martin, a member of the Justice League. I'm sure someone has already spoken to you about this."

Martin didn't call the other person's code name directly. Superheroes always pay attention to privacy, especially in the other person's home. If his family doesn't know about superheroes, it will be embarrassing.

"Oh, I did receive a call from Ted (Wildcat) yesterday. But I didn't expect that the person who came to the door was a teacher from Blue Valley Middle School."

Even though the Parker family had just moved back to Blue Valley Town, the former hero had obviously already investigated the situation in his old home and quickly recognized who the man standing in front of him was.

"Oh, I just became a teacher here today too!"

Martin's words made Parker have a series of question marks over his head. According to his investigation, the other party had been working at Blue Valley Town Middle School for a long time. His work ability and ethics were well known and highly praised.

"How is that possible? I'm sure everyone in this town would recognize you and tell you about the positive impact you have on their children."

"Well, it's just a superpower. You know, this world is full of incredible superpowers, and I'm just an ordinary one among them."

Martin did not reveal the fact that he changed his identity every day, not because he did not trust the person but because he was worried that there were surveillance cameras around him.

If this city really was hiding some dark secret, there was no way they wouldn't be spying on a former member of the Justice Society.

It’s quite interesting to think about it, everyone in this world, whether they are superheroes or super villains, seems to have stacked the skill of eavesdropping to the maximum.

Someone like Bruce, who threw a dozen micro-detectors at his opponent as soon as they met, could only be considered moderately crazy. It was self-evident how much crazier it was.

"I was so sleepy that I couldn't stay outside all the time! Please come in, I just hope you can keep the superhero thing a secret. My wife and children don't know about my past and they need time to accept it."

After Parker finished speaking, he opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Martin followed him in and found nothing suspicious in the room.

Parker's son and stepdaughter were lying on the dining table eating breakfast, looking listless, as if something had sucked all their energy out of them.

Getting up early to go to school is a torture in itself. It is normal for this brother and sister, who have not yet left school, to have such a reaction when they are forcibly woken up from bed by their parents in the morning.

They were half asleep and eating their breakfast in a noisy manner, not noticing that the person their father brought in was their teacher.

"Barbara, this is my friend, and she has come to me today to ask for my help. We need to talk in the study, and you can take the children to school after breakfast. I will pick up the rest."

Parker used a very general excuse to explain why Martin came to his house, and after receiving this affirmative answer, he walked downstairs.

Martin and Parker walked into the basement and watched him press a red button. A steel plate popped out from behind the wooden door of the basement and was integrated with the door.

This completely blocks the door to the basement!
Immediately, the entire basement began to change, and the wall flipped back and popped out, covering the entire basement. The basement instantly became a workshop full of machines. In addition to the prototype, there were also shelves with various equipment that Parker made for the Justice Society.

The superheroes of the Justice Society once used these machines to defeat their enemies.

But now the familiar friends are gone, and Parker has lost the stage to display his outstanding scientific research ability.

Martin took a quick look and realized that Pat had a good collection of stuff, all genuine.

For example, he saw the lamp furnace left by Alan Scott and sensed the existence of green light energy from it.

Although Hal was the first Earthling to join the Green Lantern Corps, Green Lantern energy had arrived on Earth before him.

According to Queen Hippolyta, during the War of the Ancients, Green Lantern was among the army that resisted Apokolips, but he unfortunately met a disaster on the battlefield.

After his ring returned to Oa, it was probably recovered by the Guardians, who also cleared up all information related to the war between Apocalypse and Earth.

Therefore, there are no rumors related to this among the Green Lantern Corps.

A thousand years ago, another one fell in China during the Tang Dynasty, causing a lot of disasters, but that guy was eventually killed.

His lantern was brought to the United States and finally fell into the hands of a railroad worker, Alan Scott, the Green Lantern of the Justice Society.

Martin stretched out his hand towards the lamp stove, and the dim stove immediately ignited with green light flames, which were full of the energy of will, but it was not as pure as the Green Lantern Ring. Instead, it was mixed with other energies and seemed a little chaotic.

"These are things from old friends, don't..."

Parker wanted to stop Martin from touching these collections, but when he saw the flames of the lamp, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

"This lamp is Scott's personal property. No one except him can light it. How can you wake him up?"

"Uh!"

Martin briefly explained the existence of the Green Lantern Corps: "There is a person on Earth who was chosen by the Green Lantern Ring and became a member of the Green Lantern Corps. He and I are friends and understand the energy of the Green Lantern, so I can awaken related items."

The Green Lantern Rings and the central energy system on Oa are just props developed by the Guardians to help Green Lanterns better use the green lantern energy.

Since Martin can directly connect with the Ionic Shark, he naturally does not need the Green Lantern Ring as an intermediary to transfer the Green Lantern energy.

However, the intelligent system that the Guardians developed for the Green Lantern Ring is indeed very useful. If it were not for the inadequacies of Earth's materials and basic science, Martin would have wanted to move that system directly to Earth.

"So that's how it is. There is such a bizarre story behind Scott's lamp. I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know it!"

Parker's high spirits suddenly fell, as he thought Martin knew the whereabouts of his old friend.

"Mr. Dugan, I only know that the Justice Society suddenly disappeared, but what exactly happened?"

Martin withdrew his right hand, and the flame in the lamp gradually dimmed.

"Of course, this has nothing to do with what I came to ask you for help with today. If it involves your sad story, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Hey, there's nothing to hide about these past events. I've told others about them more than once."

Parker asked Martin to sit down and told him to just call his name.

"I had no idea that the day the Society disappeared happened. For those who don't know, that was the night the Injustice Society attacked the Justice Society's headquarters, but I know that those bastards were no match for Scott and his gang."

"When I arrived, the two sides were fighting fiercely. Although the Injustice Society had the advantage of surprise attack, the Justice Association was not at a disadvantage. But at this moment, a strong light came out from nowhere and enveloped everything."

"When I woke up, Scott and the others were gone. Only their equipment and uniforms were left in the ruins. But I don't remember anything."

Parker talked about the past again, his voice was full of confusion, but more of it was unwillingness.

"I have been looking for them for ten years, almost all over the world, but there is no news. Perhaps, I will never see those comrades who fought side by side with me again in this life!"

Martin remained silent, not knowing what to say.

He did not doubt the truthfulness of Parker's self-narration. Reality is often so bizarre that only those who have experienced it personally can feel the weirdness.

The reason why he didn't say anything was because even the person involved didn't know what was going on, so even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.

"Well, I shouldn't bring up this sad past. If you don't mind, let's talk business!"

"It's okay. I've been holding these things in my heart for too long. I feel a lot better now that I can talk to someone about them."

(End of this chapter)