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This is our family's country, and it has been for generations. We were once prosperous and powerful, but now we have almost no place in the world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing both structure and social order).

Therefore, it seems our best option now is to break this pattern. Apocalypse is our opportunity. Your technology, your power, everything you provide can propel our technological and military strength forward by leaps and bounds, easily making us the strongest nation on this planet. Deherrean will be great again in my hands.”

Steppenwolf took a leisurely sip of champagne: "In fact, once we succeed, you will be the only place in the world that retains autonomy, if you pledge allegiance to the great Darkseid."

"Of course, that is our contract."

Malov smiled and raised his glass.

"Homage to Daxide."

But Steppenwolf just looked at him, squinting and sneering.

"What's wrong?" Malov sensed something was off and put down his glass to look at him.

"You might think I'm easy to fool," Steppenwolf said coldly. "Unfortunately, I've conquered countless worlds and seen far more than you can imagine."

"You really think you can fool me with that little trick?"

King Malov's expression changed slightly, but he still managed to remain calm: "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Your commando team is finished, Malov," Steppenwolf said expressionlessly. "Your trusted elite force, all of them."

“What are you talking about, Steppenwolf?” Malov clenched his fists inwardly.

"Don't insult my intelligence with your denials. You should understand that there's nothing left to hide now," Steppenwolf said calmly. "Part of what you said is true. You want my technology and the power I can provide. Because you want your country to become powerful again, so you can lead all the countries in the world."

But you never intended to cooperate willingly. Your men—just waiting for your order—are ready to take me down at any moment. That's why I've already sent men to strike first.

"I'm sorry, your commando team no longer exists."

Malov's face turned cold.

The true intentions have been revealed; it seems this meal is no longer possible.

"I'm so sorry it has to end like this, Steppenwolf, really."

He wiped his mouth and stood up.

"I really thought we could work together for a longer period of time, even though the outcome might not be good."

boom!

The chair beneath Steppenwolf suddenly exploded. Holes were blasted through the luxurious floor tiles, and flames and smoke engulfed him.

As Steppenwolf emerged from the smokescreen, countless armor parts crashed through the palace gates and flew in. They were attached piece by piece to King Malov, assembling into a red exoskeleton that completely enveloped him.

"Use technology from the Apocalypse to defeat a person from the Apocalypse."

Malov's mechanically processed voice emanated coldly from beneath his helmet.

"I will enjoy the poetry in it, Steppenwolf."

The outer wall was also blasted open by the explosion, and more flying soldiers wearing exoskeletons took to the air, their long guns and short cannons all pointing at Steppenwolf.

All of them are flying suits built based on Apocalypse Technology.

“I’m sorry, but our treaty has been terminated prematurely, Steppenwolf,” Malov said coldly. “I apologize for deceiving you, but this was just one of my means of acquiring advanced equipment.”

As you said, the world is becoming increasingly complex, and the enemies we face are becoming increasingly powerful. I need strength to protect the country's borders, so it is essential.

And you? Your greatest value to me is that I still have your head to present to the world as a reward.

"You want my head?"

Steppenwolf tilted its head back and burst into laughter as if it had heard some interstellar joke.

“Interesting. You think your teacher has nothing left to teach you, so you've grown quite capable, Malov. Very good.”

Steppenwolf waved his right hand, a flash of blood-red light appeared, and a battle axe appeared in his hand.

"Then why don't you try it yourself!"

Chapter 235 I'm Sorry for Not Being a Team Player

The international gang was dealt with, and its leader, Bruno Menhalton, was successfully arrested. However, the information he provided was not entirely positive.

Steppenwolf is already on Earth.

No one knows when he arrived, how long he's been on Earth, or where he is right now. The fact that he hasn't made a move or taken any action so far only indicates one thing: he's still waiting.

They might be making some arrangements, waiting for some opportune moment. The longer this goes on, the more complicated things will become when the actual war begins.

Shen You began to have new speculations about Batman's disappearance.

Bruno Menhaldon knew nothing about Batman's disappearance. The only thing he knew was that Batman had come to him before he vanished and had extracted information from him.

Previously, Shen You thought he might have been ambushed, but now he thinks he might actually be following some clues. Considering the discussion was about Batman, he wouldn't find it too strange if he said he had infiltrated Apokolips.

Of course, the possibility that he was assassinated during his investigation cannot be ruled out.

After the incident at Belreve, the identity of Agent Mike Williams might have been slightly dangerous, given his unauthorized visit to restricted areas.

Although it was just a makeshift disguise, and its loss wouldn't have a big impact, after discovering that this disguise had accumulated some roots within the organization, it would be best to keep it from falling off if possible.

Shen You casually erased all traces of his presence in the system, and also tested the abilities of his new teammate. Martian Manhunter possessed very traditional psychic abilities similar to Professor X, excelling at mind reading, mental manipulation, memory alteration, and so on.

So, after Martian Manhunter's mental overlay, the testimonies of all witnesses in the base, whether guards or criminals, were uniformly rewritten to say that "when the international gang attacked, Agent Mike ambushed and subdued the international gang thugs, seized their high-tech weapons, and single-handedly guarded the key location and turned the tide."

Incidentally, I also received another major commendation.

The only troublesome thing is that a detailed report is still required. Of course, that's not Shen You's problem, it's Pal's.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and now Pal is quite skilled at writing reports.

Therefore, Agent Mike Williams is now showing signs of becoming a top-tier expert among non-superhuman agents within the Sky Eye, specializing in combating supernatural enemies.

Shen You also temporarily brought Martian Hunter back to the shop. This one was particularly easy to settle in; his innate shapeshifting ability allowed him to transform into any shape and easily forge an identity to integrate into society.

He took human form, and his name as a human was John Jones, which sounded similar to his real name, Ron Jungs.

He received a warm welcome on his first day at the store.

It just so happens that young reporter Clark Kent was off work that weekend, so he flew over early in the morning for coffee and brought a big bag of snacks to share with the locals.

When Rong En saw the table full of snacks, he was inexplicably drawn to a certain black, round sandwich cookie on the table. As if possessed, he reached out and precisely selected the cookie called "Oreo" from the pile of snacks.

Twist it, lick it.

The Martian's pupils contracted, and he shuddered as if electrocuted, as if a door to a new world had been opened.

Everyone else looked at him with strange expressions.

"W-What's wrong? The cookies I bought are expired?" Da Chao adjusted his glasses and picked up the Oreo bag. "That shouldn't be the case, I checked the date."

“It’s so delicious.”

Rong En held the biscuit with utmost seriousness.

"If I die one day, please be sure to place one of these on my grave."

Everyone: "???"

Only Shen You nodded slightly.

Yes, it's Rong En himself, no doubt about it.

Wonder Woman and ice cream, Martian Manhunter and Oreo—the same inextricable connection.

"Martians?"

Kara was surprised when she heard about his background.

Krypton's knowledge base knows that a civilization once existed on Mars, after all, Krypton once sent reconnaissance ships into the solar system. But that was a long time ago.

"I thought Mars was already...already..."

"You are right, Mars no longer exists."

Rong En closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"My wife, daughter, friends, family. They are all gone."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Kara panicked a little and quickly comforted him.

"It's okay. I'm just like you. Our Krypton was destroyed, and my family died. My cousin's family died in the destruction too. So you're nothing special."

Rong En blinked, looking at her with some surprise.

Is this girl trying to comfort herself?

Their culture has a truly unique way of comforting people.

After hesitating for a moment, Rong En couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you and your cousin's families from the same batch?"

Kara's ahoge (cowlick) seemed to twitch.

"Huh? You're right."

Clark smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"I think Kara meant that we are all people with the same fate. Planets are destroyed, civilizations perish, and families, friends, and an entire familiar world disappear behind us."

We were scattered far from home, yet we've come together here; isn't that fate? So if you're willing, you can absolutely consider this Earth, this place, your second home.

Although we no longer have family, we can still have each other.

Rong En smiled slightly.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, he had already sensed something strange about this guy who was known as "Superman" on Earth.

His clear eyes and his words seemed to possess some kind of magical power, making people feel incredibly calm and instinctively want to believe him.

Then Rong En smiled too.

His gaze swept over the three people beside him.

"Yes, perhaps it really is fate. It's quite incredible. In the vast universe, right here on Earth, in this small coffee shop, are four aliens stranded in a foreign land."

“And they all lost their families and had nowhere to go,” Kara interjected.

Shen You had been listening quietly until this point, when he realized something was wrong.

“Well, it might be a bit of a mood killer, but I’ll just mention it anyway,” he said. “I am indeed an alien. But my home is still intact; it hasn’t gone extinct. I just can’t go back for the time being.”