The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 289: Why fight alone when you can fight in a group?

While the Flash was cleaning the ice off Kid Flash's body, Yang Le poked his head out from behind the guidance desk after making sure that no one else would notice him.

The world-famous superheroes and Central City's notorious villains were all right before his eyes. If there was nothing special, Yang Le would definitely take a photo and sell it to the Central City Daily to make a lot of extra money.

It’s a pity that everything has to give way to the loss of my memory. Temporary wealth is definitely not as important as my status. What if I am a multi-millionaire?

Of course, if your life was worse than it is now, then just pretend that nothing happened. Although your life is poor now, it is relatively stable. In short, you have to live on.

Yang Le turned his gaze, searching for the blue shadow. Although Ji Su, who was tied up there, was also blue, Yang Le knew that Ji Su was definitely not the person he was looking for.

But even after scanning the entire hall, Yang Le still didn't see the figure he was looking for, as if the image he saw on TV was an illusion.

Was it really his own illusion? Yang Le fell into self-doubt. Indeed, with only one frame of the picture, Yang Le was not sure whether he had seen it wrong.

Sighing softly, Yang Le was about to turn around and leave, but he found a red shadow standing behind him. Yang Le was so scared that he almost jumped up. When he looked closely, he found that it was the Flash who had run behind him at some point.

"Um, hello." Yang Le raised his hand awkwardly and greeted the Flash.

"Hello." The Flash also raised his hand to respond to Yang Le, and then he spoke sternly.

"Sir, although I don't know when you came here, I'm sure you're not new. You should know that this place just experienced a battle between superhumans. That was no joke, and you are likely to be hurt."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Yang Le nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself that he would just fool around first. "I just accidentally got lost. I'll leave right away."

Kid Flash staggered two steps. The museum hall was so quiet that even though Yang Le and Kid Flash were not talking loudly, everyone present could hear them clearly.

Kid Flash curled his lips and said, "Who would get lost and walk through a police cordon?"

"You see through it but don't say it, you little brat!" Yang Le complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Alas." The Flash sighed and shook his head helplessly. "Sir, although you may resist, I need to hand you over to the police."

Yang Le was stunned when he heard this and asked anxiously, "Why? I didn't commit any crime."

"You haven't committed any crime, but intruding into a superhuman fight is a very dangerous thing. To prevent you from committing it again, I think you must attend a superhuman safety lecture organized by the police."

The Flash kept talking. Although he didn't say it directly, he already thought Yang Le was an avid superhero fan. In the past, people like him, Clark, Hal, and Diana had been troubled by such people. It could be said that all the superheroes in the Justice League, except Batman, were more or less influenced by fanatical fans.

What? You ask why Batman isn't affected? It's certainly not because of his unobtrusive fighting style, but even Batman has plenty of times where he's forced to fight in public.

The reason why Batman will not be affected is that he will not tolerate this group of people. Although superheroes with a warrior mentality such as Diana will also reprimand that group of people, they are not as cruel as Batman. He will really knock those people out or hang them up with his grappling hook.

After going on like this for a while, naturally no one would come to him anymore, and Batman didn't care about other people's comments about him. He even deliberately gave himself some bad comments just to prevent this from happening.

This phenomenon is basically like mushrooms after rain, always popping up from time to time. This group of fanatical fans regard their favorite heroes as gods, and sometimes they will deliberately put themselves in danger just to get their favorite heroes to save them.

This resulted in more and more work for the superheroes. Later, the Justice League decided to join forces with the police to launch this education course, specifically to capture those fanatical fans and gather them together for classes. After the regulation, this phenomenon was indeed greatly reduced.

"Then you're done, kid," Captain Cold said with a smile. "I heard this education class is very long, 40 minutes per class, and you'll have 12 of them in total. You'll be in for it then."

"Not only that, but you'll also have to register with the police," Kid Flash added. "After all, this class is mandatory. If you don't go, the police will come after you."

Yang Le was secretly shocked. Only such strict regulations could control people. However, Yang Le was not afraid of attending classes. What he was afraid of was registration. You know, his current identity was borrowed. If he was found by the police during registration, he would be in trouble. At that time, it would not be solved by a few education classes.

"that…"

Yang Le was about to ask the Flash to let him go, but he was interrupted by a sudden loud noise. Before he could react, the scene in front of him had changed.

In the blink of an eye, he was still in the lobby of the Flash Museum, and in the next blink, he was standing on the road outside the museum. Not only him, but also the tied-up Captain Cold and Zoom, and Wally with frostbitten thighs were beside him. In front of them stood the Flash, and further ahead was a blurry blue shadow.

There was a constant flow of green electric current around the blue shadow, and his figure seemed to be vibrating at an extremely high speed. Perhaps because of this reason, Yang Le's mortal eyes could not see the other party's true face.

"You finally showed your true colors." The Flash frowned, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "You're the guy who's been biting my ass lately, right?"

The blue light did not respond and was still vibrating at an extremely high speed. The Flash broke out in a cold sweat. Even he could not see the other party's true appearance. This meant that the other party's speed, or speed force, was still above his. Since joining the Justice League, he had never encountered an opponent whose speed could surpass his.

"This is the Flash." Without any hesitation, the Flash connected to the Justice League's public channel. "I've encountered a tough opponent, and I need some help."

　The advantage of fan fiction is that heroes no longer fight alone for no apparent reason. Although the screenwriters call it pride or something, it is very handsome in a few cases, but most of the time it looks really stupid.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)