Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 528 I am more suitable for the front line (please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
"That's all we can do!"

Martin signed his name on the last document, temporarily ending their work.

"There are still many details that have not been implemented. We have only built a framework. How can we call it everything?"

Clark has a different opinion from Martin. He feels that he still has a lot to do and it is far from time for him to rest.

"You also said it was details. That's not something we can fully complete here. The people carrying out the mission can only slowly complete it during the operation."

Martin said this in a disguised way to ask Clark to let go.

"Besides, the artificial intelligence we have is developing very quickly. We can train corresponding models based on our experience and distribute them as standard equipment to each action team."

“That’s one way to do it.”

Clark understood what Martin meant and did not insist.

"You should call Louise back. She's been invited to a meet-and-greet event at the White House."

After finishing his work, Martian Hunter reminded Clark in time.

"what?"

Clark was stunned for a moment, took out his cell phone and was about to contact Louise.

"Don't worry, let's see what the people in the White House say first."

Martin grabbed Clark, turned on the TV, and adjusted the video to the highest speed.

The video became a constantly flickering light and shadow on the screen. Within a few minutes, the half-hour press conference was played out, but Martin and his team did not miss any information.

This press conference was not just about Bruce, it also answered other hot topics in the United States.

But these answers were just clichés, and there was no point in listening to them for Martin and the others.

"Able to fight against all enemies?"

Clark felt confused when he heard this speech. "From the beginning till now, we have been tolerating. After the Battle of Los Angeles, these guys not only did not provide any support, but also sent a large number of spies to our peripheral organizations."

"As a result, we became enemies?"

"There's no point in dwelling on this."

Martin and Martian Manhunter had long learned how to deal with this situation. They completely ignored the nonsense and advised Clark: "Unless this president sends troops to the new city, everything he said is bullshit."

“This world is so absurd.”

Clark didn't want to understand what the president was thinking. He took out his cell phone and said, "I have to call Louise back quickly, otherwise she will be really angry."

"Alas, I haven't seen her for a long time since I came to work in the new city."

He and Louise are the same kind of people. They both have ideals and devote themselves to work in pursuit of their ideals.

But their feelings did not fade because of separation, but became deeper because of their joint efforts.

"You can tell Louise something. After all, she is one of us. As long as it doesn't involve any specific secrets, it doesn't matter."

Martin specifically reminded Clark before he left.

"Is this okay? I'm not saying Louise can't keep a secret, but is it appropriate for him to know something like this?"

Clark was surprised, Lois was not an official member of the Justice League, and even if she had a personal relationship with him, she was not actually qualified to know these things.

If any news leaked out, Clark wouldn't be able to explain it even if he had a mouth full of mouths.

"Family relationships are always special. As long as it does not involve confidentiality, it is a normal right to know where your family members are."

Martin is quite open-minded about this kind of thing. The family is still the smallest unit of human organizational model, and we cannot suppress it with violence when something happens.

"How will Louise react after she knows these things?"

Clark mainly doesn't know what choice Lois will make after knowing these things.

But this is his own business, and he obviously doesn't ask Martin or Martian Manhunter for help.

"I won't go far. If you need anything, just call me anytime."

Clark waved the phone in his hand, walked into the office next door and contacted Louise.

Martin checked the time and said to the Martian Manhunter, "Ron, it's been several hours. What should the following discussion result be?"

Martian Manhunter tilted his head and sensed for a while: "Indeed, the situation is similar to what we expected. Everyone we expected to stay has stayed, but the number of hesitant people is greater than expected."

Martin nodded slightly: "Then let's do as we agreed. Transfer these hesitant people to peripheral organizations for re-testing, and then decide whether to let them join the alliance."

"Bruce has already taken action in the United States. He is attacking the assets of third world countries held by Savage's collaborators. Now is the time when we are in need of manpower."

The people in Washington will definitely retreat in the face of Bruce's attack. For people like them, things from third world countries are all discarded pawns, and as long as the number of personal losses is not large, they will not take it to heart at all.

"This is indeed a good place, but I don't know if these children who want to be heroes can endure real suffering?"

Martian Manhunter didn't know how to evaluate those young people who were accustomed to living in the United States. He could only say that they still needed to go through more tests before they could understand the goals of the Justice League and what they themselves wanted.

"Let's go!"

Martin left the meeting room and headed for the lobby. Clark was still talking to Lois, and he didn't disturb the couple. He was only followed by Martian Manhunter.

"You guys finally came out!"

The first person they saw when they arrived in the hall was Barry.

He is the most young and energetic character in the core of the Justice League, but now he looks a little exhausted. Even though his body has not changed like this, he gives people such a feeling.

"It seems that the scientists around you do not agree with the decision of the Justice League!"

Martin and his team had already anticipated this situation. After all, the scientists in Star Labs have deep roots in the United States, and it is almost impossible to get those people to completely turn to the Justice League.

This inference was not concealed from Barry, but the still naive young man did not believe that his colleagues, who were highly skilled scientists, would make such a choice.

"Oh, I really don't know what to say. Maybe I am really too naive."

What Barry heard was not only opposition, but also some remarks that were completely beyond his expectations and completely shattered his illusions about the American academic community.

"No, you're just kind. Being kind is never wrong. The key is how to use your kindness." Martin put his hand on Paris' shoulder, comforted him in a soft voice, and asked the scientists about the decision they made after knowing that the Justice League was going to cut ties with the United States.

"They were very excited and said some unpleasant things. Especially after learning about the latest policy you issued, they even called me a lackey of the dictator."

Barry was helpless.

The policy that these scientists criticized as dictatorial tyranny was simply that Martin required all members who withdrew from the Justice League to undergo the baptism of psychic power to ensure that they would not leak the secrets of the Justice League.

This is not an excessive request. Even in the United States, large companies require their employees to keep secrets they have seen in the company after they resign.

Barry really couldn't understand why it was the same behavior, but when it happened to the Justice League, it became the atrocities of a dictator.

"You can go and rest now, or prepare to transfer those reliable personnel to the new city to combine with the scientific research department here."

Martin had no intention of letting Barry manage those who were ready to end their partnership with the league.

He is not suited to this kind of shady job; it is just his nature and cannot be forced.

"I need to use work to cover the memories in my mind."

Barry didn't want to know at all how Martin dealt with those people. The only thing he was thankful for now was that Caitlin and Cisco stood on his side.

Martin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go and have a rest. Someone will tell you later how to transfer the members of the Star Lab."

"It seems that you have planned everything. I feel relieved."

Barry glanced at Martin, then at Martian Manhunter, opened the door and shouted into the room twice, then went to the lounge on the second floor.

Caitlin and Cisco followed Paris. They walked out of the conference room and looked at Barry deeply, but said nothing.

Their understanding of politics is at the office level, and they don't even have the experience of running a laboratory on their own.

Faced with such a large-scale action by the Justice League, they had no idea how to respond, but out of personal feelings, they chose to believe Barry.

Martin walked past the conference room of the alliance allies. It was full of experienced and shrewd people. There was no need for him to show up to discuss specific matters. Arthur was in charge of everything.

Although Arthur is the actual controller of the Saltwater Kingdom, he now acts as the representative of the alliance.

The relationships in this conference room were a bit more complicated, but all parties involved were capable of rational thinking, clear about their own interests, and did not talk nonsense, so the progress was actually faster than that of Barry.

The last conference room is for superhumans under the age of 25. Those who were called by Martin to attend the meeting had somewhat rough life experiences.

To put it simply, it is the classic life story of the protagonist in American comics, who is missing a father or mother or both parents are gone.

Most of these people have come this far out of passion, so driven by emotion they are more likely to go to extremes.

“There are very few people who want to quit.”

Barbara and Dick came out. Although they were not superhumans, they were the two most outstanding young superheroes, and their status was similar to that of big brothers and big sisters.

When they saw Martin finally show up, they hurried over to report the situation, but the result surprised Martin a little.

"I know young people are always rebellious against authority and the body, but aren't their reactions to this news too bland? Have you explained clearly the possible consequences of doing this?"

Facing Martin's question, Barbara said seriously: "We repeated it three times, fearing that they would not understand. Each explanation was more detailed than the last."

"Although I doubt whether they understood, the result is that only a few people said they would go back to discuss with their own teams. The others are willing to stay and continue to follow the alliance's command."

"All right!"

Martin nodded and thought of Kong Kenan, whom he had just met not long ago.

"But I want to reiterate our recruitment principles. We do not accept non-adults who have not even graduated from college. If they stay, they will have to attend a study class and pass the exam before they can work in the alliance."

Superhumans are always different from ordinary people. As long as they want to learn, they can graduate from the class in three months at most, and their level is no worse than those students from Ivy League schools.

"I believe that once this news spreads, many people will reconsider staying in the league."

Dick shrugged and made a small joke.

There are indeed some kids who want to become superheroes just because they don't want to go to school. The Justice League has strict review, so even those who really have such ideas have gradually changed their minds.

But in the United States, there are too many such children to count.

Martin shook his head helplessly, took a document from the Martian Manhunter and put it in Dick's hand, saying to him: "Passing the exam in the study class only qualifies you to work as a peripheral worker. If you want to officially join the alliance, you will need another year of review."

"The specific rules are all here. Please make a copy and pass it to those young people. I won't read it again."

"How did this job of taking care of children fall into my hands again?"

Dick looked at the information in his hand and a big question mark appeared above his head.

Bruce was used to leaving the children he brought home to his care, but he didn't expect that he would be in charge of this lunchtime job under Martin.

"Barbara is also responsible for the transfer of people from Gotham. The others are either not old enough or not prestigious enough."

Martin never treated Dick differently. He spread his hands and said, "If you can recommend another suitable candidate, I don't mind adjusting your position."

"forget it!"

Dick thought for a long time but couldn't think of a more suitable person.

These young superhumans are more difficult to deal with than each other. It is not an easy task to make them convinced and obedient.

"From now on, you will be Ron's deputy, responsible for reviewing the entry and exit of personnel into the alliance."

Martin assigned Dick to work under Martian Hunter, and the two of them worked together several times and had a good understanding of each other.

"So far, you've only had to deal with young people active in the U.S. Once the league has established itself in new cities, you'll have to examine more and more people."

"In fact, I feel that I am more suitable for working on the front line."

When Dick heard the word "censorship", endless paperwork popped up in his mind and wrapped him up like a mummy.

"It depends on the situation. After you have dealt with these young people, if you still want to work on the front line, I can arrange for you to lead the team to deal with Savage's affairs."

Although Martin does not have the talent of Dick, he does have some of Bruce's tactical aspects and has no problem taking charge of the front-line command.

PS: Done!

(End of this chapter)