DC: I, Kamen Rider, am not a sorcerer

Chapter 164 The Experimental Subject Named Terry (Please Subscribe and Vote)
"It's nothing. I just said that Kara needs to be given some special training, otherwise she will soon become the one with the worst combat awareness among all of them."

Upon hearing Megan's question, Karen snapped out of her daze and realized that Megan was standing beside her. She immediately waved her hands and offered an explanation.

After all, Karen couldn't very well say that she had just complained about Kara's poor performance in the battle for love and that she needed Karen's help to "train" her.

"Is that so? Well, that makes sense. We all have to undergo special training from Teacher Deathstroke, except for Kara, who couldn't participate because she was on a special mission."

Megan, who has been living on Earth with her uncle Ron the Martian Manhunter for some time, naturally wouldn't use any telepathic abilities to probe her friend's thoughts.

Moreover, what Karen said sounded quite reasonable, so Megan didn't doubt anything and even agreed with Karen's statement.

Not far from Karen and Megan, Helena, who was talking to Cassandra, who was also a member of the Bat Family, shook her head slightly with a hint of helplessness after hearing their conversation.

Although Karen heeded her and Damian's warnings and did not interfere in Isaac's love life, Karen chose a more tactful approach, which was to secretly mentor and assist Kara.

"I've already spoken with Teacher Deathstroke. Everyone can party tonight, but in exchange, we'll have to train all day tomorrow!"

Just as the young Titans were gathering in twos and threes to prepare ingredients, Dick, who had been missing for a while, suddenly ran out and shouted at everyone with a megaphone.

After arranging for everyone to set up the venue, Dick returned to the base to find Deathstroke, the teacher of the Teen Titans. In addition to inviting him to the barbecue party, he also planned to talk to Deathstroke about his rest for the night.

Although Deathstroke declined the barbecue party invitation, citing that his presence would make many people uncomfortable, he agreed to Dick's request to rest tonight. In exchange, the Teen Titans would have to undergo a full day of training tomorrow.

"Oh yeah!"

Upon hearing Dick's words, Wally was the first to react. He immediately became so excited that he spun around in circles, almost taking off. Although he had to train all day tomorrow, tonight was enough for him to have a blast.

After Wally cheered, the other Teen Titans members joined in. They could relax for a night and party with friends who were close in age. Happiness is that simple.

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Washington, D.C., the underground laboratory of the FAST (Five-hundred-meter Aperture Spherical Telescope) headquarters.

"Have the cloned test subject's vital signs stabilized? Will it die suddenly like the previous test subjects? We don't have many gene samples left."

Looking at the infant immersed in the green solution in the incubation chamber, Amanda Waller, a very robust black woman and a high-ranking member of the Sky Eye Society, frowned slightly and spoke to the scientist beside her.

"Don't worry, Commander Waller, our cloning experiment this time was a great success. The subject's vital signs are very stable, and he is very strong and healthy."

Instead of immediately answering Waller's question, the scientist first raised his tablet, quickly scanned the data on it, and then answered in a very confident and certain tone.

Does this experimental subject have a code name or a name?

After hearing the scientist's answer, Waller simply nodded, his gaze remaining fixed on the experimental subject floating in the green solution. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "No, Commander Waller, how about you give it a name?"

Although scientists spend most of their time in the lab doing research, they are not stupid and naturally know some workplace rules. So they immediately spoke up in a very cooperative manner.

"Hmm~ then let's call him Terry!"

After a moment of contemplation, Waller finally gave the name of the test subject. After taking one last look at the subject, she turned and left the laboratory with a few subordinates.

"Terry, nation and power, huh?"

After watching Waller's figure disappear into the laboratory, the scientist turned his attention back to the baby in the incubation chamber, recited the name Waller had given the test subject, chuckled self-deprecatingly, and shook his head.

"Has there been any unusual activity from the Justice League lately?"

Walking along the corridor of the underground base, Waller seemed to remember something, turned to look at his secretary who was half a step behind him, and frowned as he asked.

"Commander Waller, the Justice League has been busy dealing with the events surrounding the splitting of the world in two lately. Apart from that, we haven't observed any large-scale operations."

Seemingly anticipating Waller's potential inquiry, the secretary, already prepared, proceeded without hesitation to deliver the intelligence she had recently gathered.

"Keep an eye on them. What about Lex Luthor and his gang? Any intelligence on them?"

Nodding slightly, and as usual reminding his subordinates to maintain vigilance, Waller then turned to inquire about information regarding the Justice League's old adversaries.

Although the Illuminati's operations were highly secretive, Waller still had some information and even actively cooperated with them in some of their operations against the Justice League.

"Commander Waller, we have not received any intelligence about them. Since the last time the world was split in two, they have suddenly fallen silent and have not been active except for targeting their old adversaries as usual."

Having long been accustomed to her superior's habits, the secretary calmly replied, after all, her daily task was to organize the intelligence collected by the Sky Eye Society's agents and intelligence personnel, and summarize the useful information to hand over to Waller.

"Has the Suicide Squad completed their mission?"

Upon hearing the secretary's report, Waller frowned deeply. After pondering for a moment, he asked again.

"They are already on their way back and are expected to arrive in two hours."

When Waller asked this question, the secretary did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a tablet from behind him, glanced at it quickly, and then reported.

(End of this chapter)