Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 519 Go All Out (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

"We are going to investigate a mountainous area next. It is the hideout of a local evil force in Myanmar. From the map, it seems that there is no one in the mountainous area."

Martin briefly introduced his identity to Kong Kenan in detail, and then gave a detailed introduction to where they were going next.

"It should be easy to find an uninhabited mountain area. I have the same ability as Superman. As long as there is no lead mine in the mountain, nothing can escape my eyes."

Kong Kenan didn't expect that Martin had such an important position in the Justice League. He quickly straightened his chest and wanted to show his abilities.

He did this not for any false reputation, but simply to get Martin's recognition.

The Justice League has now become a role model for civilian superhuman organizations around the world. Kong Kenan is no exception. He admires the Justice League very much, especially Superman.

"You're oversimplifying things."

Since Martin kept Kong Kenan by his side, he naturally would not just teach him how to use his abilities. Other people could do this kind of thing, so there was no need for him to get involved.

He has to teach this young man who is just starting out how to deal with all kinds of complex relationships in reality, which is the real key thing.

"This so-called uninhabited mountain area may really be uninhabited, or it may be a false image created to hide some shameful things."

"With technology so advanced now, how can any real secret remain hidden forever?"

Kong Kenan said this without even thinking.

Martin smiled and said, "First of all, Myanmar is not the East. The technology here is not that advanced. There is no electricity in the mountainous areas, let alone signals. Secondly, it is very easy to expose something in this era, and it is also very easy to hide something."

"As long as you have studied the theory of media communication, you will know that if you want to hide important things, you only need to guide them. The energy of ordinary people is limited. They cannot process too much information. As long as you put out enough junk information, you can easily divert the public's attention."

Kong Kenan scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I got superhuman powers during the summer vacation after graduating from high school. Since then, I have been learning to control my powers. After that, although I went to college, I rarely attended professional courses."

"I guessed it. There is a kind of innocence in your eyes that has not been polluted by knowledge."

Martin was not surprised by this situation. Kong Kenan was considered a special talent, and countries around the world had special channels for such people.

"Education is not important for people like us, because we are naturally recognized by society, so we don't need a certificate. But learning cannot be neglected. You have to use your super brain and strive to become a versatile person, so that you can deal with various complex situations."

"Is it necessary? I don't have any great ambitions. Just being a good person is enough."

Although Kong Kenan had just met Martin, he was like an educated student in front of him. Even if he had any opinions, he only dared to mutter in a low voice.

"With your ability, it's not difficult to be a good person. As long as you have a strong will, no one can pull you down."

At this time, Kong Kenan expressed the same idea as the young American superhumans, that is - it is enough to just do your best.

The problem is that the world and the self are never separated.

Martin asked him in return: "But don't you have any friends? If you are a good person, can you watch your friend become someone who kills others for fame and fortune and eventually ends up in destruction?"

"If you don't want to see this happen, what path are you going to point out to these people?"

Kong Kenan was silent. He grew up in the Magic City, and of course there was no shortage of friends around him who gradually became crazy and were willing to sell everything for their own wealth.

What the world's big cities lack the least is speculators who are willing to sell everything in order to climb up the ladder.

Among these people, most became victims, and only a few were able to climb up, but it is hard to say that they became big capitalists.

Kong Kenan couldn't stand this kind of people, so he aspired to become Superman. He and his friends set up a volunteer organization modeled after the Justice League and did what they could.

Martin did not go into details, but said directly: "The path of the Justice League is not suitable for you. If you become the Justice League of Dongda, it will be completely over."

If it was the Justice League in the original timeline, Kong Kenan could continue to do it, but the current Justice League is definitely not the best model for them to imitate.

"I've finished the prelude, now it's time to get started. Follow me!"

Martin said all he wanted to say. As for whether Kong Kenan could think clearly, that was not something he could decide.

He actually placed all his hopes on the Martian Hunter and did not expect his actions to be a stroke of luck, so he had the leisure to talk so much with Kong Kenan.

"We can reach our destination by going through the sonic boom tunnel."

Martin led the way in, Kong Kenan nodded with a look of realization, and hurriedly followed.

He looked around curiously, and it felt the same as walking through a door, there was no difference, and nothing special about it.

"This method of space transmission is really amazing. What kind of technology is this?"

Martin showed the Mother Box in his right hand and explained, "This is the Mother Box of Apokolips. It can open the sonic boom channel anytime and anywhere to shorten the distance in space. However, the principle of this prop is still a black box, and there are very few in stock. The Justice League only has three, and they are all in use."

He did not explain the origin of the Mother Box, nor did he say anything about the Mother Box's situation. He then put the thing away.

The sonic explosion channel closed with a bang, and he brought Kong Kenan from Naypyidaw to the mountainous area in the southwest.

They looked up, and the primordial atmosphere came from all directions. Huge trees that could be hugged by twenty people supported the emerald dome, and the bark was cracked like dragon scales, and the solidified years flowed in every gully. Vines wove into a swaying suspension bridge at a height of thirty meters, and the crisp sound of some kind of berries bursting rose and fell in the tree canopy.

The boots stepped on the branches piled on the ground, making a crackling sound that echoed through the forest and awakened the animals living in the trees.

A large number of birds suddenly soared into the sky from the treetops, flapping their wings and flying around, like dark clouds covering the sun, tearing apart the last ray of sunlight in the forest.

“It’s so humid here!”

Kong Kenan looked at the surrounding primeval forest unaccustomed. He had been living in the steel forest of the city since he was born and had never been to such a place.

Although he had a special physique and the extreme environment on Earth had little effect on him, the feeling of the hot and humid air against his face was not pleasant at all.

"Myanmar has a tropical monsoon climate. Most of the country is south of the Tropic of Cancer and is in the tropics, while a small part is north of the Tropic of Cancer and is in the subtropics. The mountains and plateaus surrounding Myanmar on the east, north and west are like barriers that block the cold air from the Asian continent in winter." Martin did not need to use his skills. The Snow Drinking Sword behind him automatically released cold air and dispelled the surrounding hot and humid air.

"This is already west of Myanmar. There are no mountains in the south, so the warm and humid air from the Indian Ocean can flow freely. Most importantly, this place is close to India!"

Kong Kenan had no reaction and didn't hear the implication of Martin's last sentence at all.

"Forget it, just fly up to the sky and circle around this mountain area!"

"what!"

Kong Kenan finally reacted. He stretched out his hands and drew a big circle in the air. He said in surprise, "This is such a large mountainous area. Even if I have a superhuman physique, it will take me ten days or half a month to check it completely! Lao Ma, don't you have a more accurate range?"

"I also hope to narrow it down, but unfortunately, I have nothing!"

Martin spread his hands and said helplessly: "Our enemy is very cunning. In order to keep it secret, he never asked about the situation of these hiding places. He just indirectly assigned the tasks. The people who carried out the tasks are probably killed."

"Even if I asked a master of psychic power to dig out his memory, I could only get a few rough ranges."

"All right!"

Kong Kenan looked at the towering trees around him, finally nodded, flew upwards, and soon rushed out of the primeval forest, scanning the mountain area with his eyes that could see through matter.

As soon as the young man flew away, Martian Hunter received some news, but it was not good news: "I checked the memory of the butler surnamed Wu. Although he arranged the hiding place for the kidnappers, he did not ask about the specific situation. He killed the specific executioner and even burned the body."

"These people really demonstrate the word ruthless and merciless to the fullest!"

Martin clenched his fists and smashed them hard on the huge trees around him. The dragon-scale-like bark on the tree trunks instantly cracked and flew out. The tree trunks themselves sank deeply, gushing out a large amount of juice with the fragrance of the wood.

He had no intention of appreciating this natural atmosphere. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe that there is no way to deal with these people. Ron, go find Zatanna and ask her to use necromancy to find traces on those people."

Martian Manhunter has been reading the Justice League's database during this period and has gained a certain understanding of magic. He knows that necromancy is not omnipotent. If the corpse disappears, no matter how powerful the wizard is, he cannot summon the soul out of thin air.

What's more, the other party obviously took into account the existence of necromancy and simply burned the corpse to eliminate this possibility.

But he sensed impatience in Martin's words, so he did not tell the truth. Instead, he said, "I extracted a trace of consciousness from Mr. Wu's mind. Although it is very vague, it is enough for comparison."

"Thanks a lot!"

Of course Martin knew that the Martian Hunter was comforting himself, and he also knew that this method was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. In fact, it was just comparing one person at a time.

Even if the Martian Hunter wanted to do such a thing, he would have to pay a certain price. At least it would be difficult for his body to withstand such consumption.

But he couldn't stop. Bruce's affairs had already spread, and this was no longer just a matter of his personal safety.

After saying goodbye to the Martian Hunter, Martin kicked out with his leg, and the wind force directly flattened all the bushes and weeds in front of him, revealing a blank piece of dirt.

Then he stretched out his hand and stabbed into the huge tree beside him. He pulled it out violently and grabbed a sharp thorn half the height of an adult, which was still dripping with the fresh juice from the tree.

"Ancient Council of Trees, guardians of the great green, source of plants..."

Martin used the sharp point he pulled out from the giant tree with his bare hands as a brush, drawing symbols on the soil, which looked like a giant tree that gradually became an abstract symbol.

This is the ritual that magicians use to call upon the power of the Council of Trees.

Normally, this special existence, the Green of All Things, would not have direct contact with humans, so as not to affect the purity of the plant plane.

But in order to thank Martin for his plan to green the desert, the swamp monster gave him the ceremony and promised to appear at the critical moment to help him.

"I, Martin, summon you in the name of the friends of plants. Appear, swamp monster!"

When Martin added the finishing touches to the ceremony, completing the pattern of the giant tree, he inserted the wooden thorn in his hand directly into the center of the ceremony.

The originally ordinary ritual pattern began to emit a light green fluorescence, flickering like fireflies on a summer night and spreading to the four sides.

The trees in this primeval forest seemed to suddenly come alive, swaying gently with the fluorescent light that flew out during the ceremony.

The canopy-like canopy is full of emerald green leaves. As the trunks sway, the leaves collide with each other, making a rustling sound that is very pleasant to the ear, as if the whole forest is singing a song at the same time, as innocent as a baby, yet exuding a sacred atmosphere.

The light at the center of the ceremony grew stronger, and the surrounding trees grew thicker. Each leaf was as big as a casserole. Cage-like tree roots arched out from the ground, surrounding the ceremony, entangled together, and pierced into the wooden thorns in the center of the ceremony.

Soon, the wooden thorn gained new life force, took root in the soil, sprouted new branches, grew into a new tree, and emerged from countless vines, which eventually gathered together to form the huge body of the swamp monster.

"Mr. Martin, did you summon me?"

The swamp monster is still a little confused about the situation. There are not many people who can summon him. Among them, only the shameless Constantine will use this summoning technique casually and use the swamp monster as a weapon.

"Yes, you are aware of Bruce's situation. I suggest that we investigate this forest to see if he is hiding here or has passed through this forest."

Martin quickly stated his request. The swamp monster also heard some news and knew that the matter was serious, so he didn't ask any more questions and took action immediately.

……

Justice League, New City.

The Martian Hunter cut off communication with Martin and walked into a lightless room. In the thick darkness, he cut off his physical senses from the outside world and only used his spirit to contact the world.

call!
The candles in the room started to burn by themselves, and each candle looked like stars in the night sky, surrounding the Martian Hunter who was floating cross-legged in the air. The smell of special incense filled the room.

His body completely became ethereal and transformed into consciousness. He was temporarily free from the shackles of matter and began to record the characteristics of the conscious activities of everyone around the hiding places, and compared them one by one with the clues he found in the mind of the old man of the Wu family.

PS: There is another chapter of 5000 words in the afternoon

(End of this chapter)