What Are You Looking At? What Are You Gonna Do About It?
Tell me the location of the Mother Box, Mera.
Tell me the location of the Mother Box, now, or you'll die.
Mera, holding the Golden Trident, stood in the ruins of the holy site, staring blankly in the direction Beckett had left, remaining silent for a long time.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Her father Nereus's cough brought her back to her senses.
"Mera, what's going on?"
Nereus had to admit that he had truly felt the fear of death when his throat was locked earlier.
This surprised him.
Beckett was the man Mera brought back herself, not to mention that he was the one who first single-handedly led Mera, who intended to break with her, out of the Zebel Palace.
"I... I don't know."
"I don't know my father..."
Mera's mind was in turmoil.
Because she suddenly thought of a possibility.
A possibility she was unwilling to acknowledge.
"His purpose in approaching you was to obtain the Mother Box, wasn't it, Mera?"
Queen Atlanna, who temporarily assumed the role of ruler of Atlantis in place of the deceased King Orm, came to Mera's side, gently patted her back, and asked softly.
"Impossible..."
"I mean, you know. If that were really his goal, he wouldn't have needed to do this at all..."
If it was just for the Mother Box, why would he say those things to her?
Why not just keep quiet the whole time?
Or wouldn't it be enough to just be a good bodyguard?
Are you sure, Mera?
"I...I don't know, I don't know Atlanna ..." Mera wanted to say she was sure, but the words just wouldn't come out.
Beckett's previous behavior was indeed very unusual.
"I'll figure it out, anyway."
"Even if Beckett's purpose in approaching me was the Mother Box, why would he expose himself at this time?"
Mera couldn't understand it.
Why not keep pretending?
Most importantly, what use did Beckett have for the Mother Box?
World destruction?
He doesn't seem to have that inclination or idea.
"I'll ask around."
"I'll ask around."
Mera gripped the Golden Trident tightly in her hand, trusting her intuition.
Although Beckett revealed his covetousness for the Mother Box.
"Woz, pinpoint the direction of Gotham."
"Location has been established, and we are planning your route."
"Route planning complete, Your His Highness Beckett."
Meanwhile, on the turbulent surface of the Atlantic Ocean, Beckett flew straight towards Gotham City.
The Mother Box belongs to him; no one can take it away.
His idea was that simple.
"Your His Highness Beckett, the energy field of the Golden Trident has been detected. It should be Lady Mera."
Woz's prompt on the right eye screen prompted Beckett to increase his flight speed. The next second, not far from him, Mera, stripped of her crown and golden armor, stood atop the massive body of the blue whale, slowly rising to the surface.
"Beckett!"
"We need to talk—"
Call out!
Beckett's figure flew directly over Mera's head, abruptly ending the latter's words.
"Beckett!"
Mera turned around quickly, but Beckett in the air had already vanished without a trace.
"You can't escape that direction, Beckett."
Mera exhaled and leaped into the sea.
Gotham, Wayne Manor.
While still resting in bed, Diana watched the media reports on the so-called "end of the world" on the television screen, her emotions fluctuating.
In fact, young master Bruce planned to...
[Resurrecting Superman.]
Alfred's words as he left left Diana completely unable to calm down.
[Utilizing the energy of the Mother Box.]
"Bruce, it's me, Diana."
"If you hear this, you'd better call me back as soon as possible. I'm serious."
"Listen, the power of the Mother Box is immense, without a doubt. But is the Superman resurrected by the Mother Box the Superman we need?"
"You and I both know that Clark is dead. His body is lying in the coffin, motionless."
"The consciousness named Clark has completely disappeared."
"..."
Diana's rambling words were all forwarded to Bruce Wayne's voicemail.
She disagreed with Bruce Wayne's decision.
No one can guarantee whether Superman, resurrected using the Mother Box, will still be Clark.
What if not?
Wouldn't that just create another Doomsday air?
Isn't the world chaotic enough already?
"We have an urgent message to cut to the chase. We have an urgent message to cut to the chase."
"According to military Dragon Radar monitoring, an unidentified flying object traveling at extremely high speed is rapidly approaching Gotham in the direction of the Atlantic Ocean."
"If..."
After hanging up the phone, Diana's gaze was drawn to the blurry figure on the television screen.
"That's... Beckett?"
The tail coiled around her waist truly left a very deep impression on Diana.
"Beckett and Mera have left the underwater world?"
Thinking of Beckett's terrifying strength, a look of joy flashed across Diana's face.
"Hello? Mera?"
Diana quickly dialed Mera's number.
As she expected, Mera's phone rang.
"Mera, it's me, Diana, where are you?!"
"Well, how should I put it, I don't know either."
Mera closed her eyes and sensed the messages sent to her by all the marine life. Guided by live shrimp in an open-air market, Mera continued driving in the direction Beckett had gone.
"What? Okay, that doesn't matter, Mera. Listen to me, we need Beckett now..."
Drop!
Inside the Kryptonian spaceship, Bruce Wayne hung up the phone halfway through listening to the voice message.
"Are you ready, Victor?" Bruce Wayne asked the man standing on the Kryptonian control panel not far away.
A cyborg whose entire body is almost entirely composed of various mechanical parts— Victor Stone.
He was someone Bruce had been keeping an eye on for a long time. A few days ago, due to the threat of Darkseid and the so-called end of the world, Bruce successfully recruited him into the alliance he had formed, and with his help, he found the location of the last human Mother Box.
Because Victor Stone's birth is inextricably linked to the power of the Mother Box.
"No problem."
"Alright, get ready to begin, Barry."
Watching the Kryptonian spaceship being activated, Bruce Wayne gave the order to begin the operation.
Using the energy field created by Barry Allen, the energy inside the Mother Box was activated, resurrecting Superman Clark.
It's a very simple plan, but it requires them to put in 100% of their effort.
"3, 2, 1".
"Start!"
The blue electric arcs instantly unlocked the power of the Mother Box.
Boom!!!!
"Warning! Warning! An extremely powerful energy source has been detected approaching!"
"Warning! Warning! An extremely powerful energy source has been detected approaching!"
In the azure sky, Beckett, still flying at high speed, suddenly heard a warning from Woz.
"What?"
Just as he was wondering, Beckett was suddenly struck by a strong sense of crisis!
His muscles tensed up instinctively, and his years of combat experience allowed Beckett to react instantly, but he still collided with the powerful energy source Woz had mentioned in mid-air.
Bang!!!
Like two cars colliding at high speed, Beckett felt a force that he normally couldn't dispel strike him, knocking him directly to the ground!
Thump!
Thump!
Two figures descended from the sky and crashed into the empty square, creating two visible craters.
In an instant, dust and smoke flew everywhere!
"Tap tap..."
As the smoke cleared, Beckett, emerging from the deep pit, saw a figure walking towards him.
Bare-chested and barefoot, with a square face and eyes that glared at him like copper bells.
Beckett was also watching him.
The silent atmosphere left the police officers patrolling nearby completely baffled.
In the police officer's opinion, the way the two looked at each other gave him a strange feeling that they were about to start fighting at any moment.
If a translation were absolutely necessary, it might look like this:
What are you looking at?
What are you looking at?
Going out for dinner tonight~
No extra update today!
I'm posting the two chapters I managed to write this afternoon in advance, so I don't forget later ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ