Blue Beetle ran around the entire Watchtower before finally scanning the location where the food was stored.
When Blue Beetle piled a pile of emergency food on the conference table, Luthor, who had been lying next to the table, immediately became energetic and dove into the pile of food like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Looking at Luthor who was crazily stuffing bread into his mouth, Kara snorted in disdain.
"It doesn't have to be like this, Kara."
Shane Listening to the faint movement from over there, he can also picture Luthor devouring food in his mind.
"The people on earth are like this. If you don't eat for seven days, you will starve to death, and if you don't drink water for three days, you will die of thirst. It has nothing to do with how great achievements that person has made in other fields."
Kara did not respond, but turned around and no longer looked at the annoying bald man.
Luthor Perhaps he was too hungry, so he bit into two pieces of bread in one breath, and tore open a can. Without even looking at what was inside, he poured it all into his mouth.
After chewing hard twice, Luthor wanted to swallow the food in his mouth, but because he had not taken in water for too long, the mucous membrane of his throat was seriously lacking in lubrication.
I held my neck and swallowed for a long time, and my face was almost purple from holding it in. Only then did Blue Beetle kindly unscrew a bottle of Aquafina and pass it over.
After taking the bottle and taking a few sips, Luthor finally swallowed all the food with difficulty.
Looking at Kara with his back turned to him, and the voice of Shane coming from Blue Beetle, Luthor, who had barely filled his stomach, finally had time to start thinking, and his eyes started to roll.
After obtaining the energy that could ensure survival, Luthor stopped looking like a starving ghost before.
While quietly listening to the conversation between Kara and Shane, he carefully dug out a package of refrigerated deli chicken breasts from the food pile.
Gently tearing open the package, the chicken breast that should have been at least heated in a microwave or air fryer was stuffed directly into Luthor's mouth.
The fat that was still stuck to the surface of the chicken solidified into a white waxy solid. As the chicken was pushed into the mouth, it stuck to the corners of Luthor's mouth.
After completing the protein quota, Luthor finally stopped eating. Although he was still surrounded by hunger at this moment, his willpower was enough to overcome it.
Wiping off the white grease from the corner of his mouth with his middle finger, he licked it clean without the image of a wealthy gentleman before, and then Luthor spoke to Kara's back.
"Now, you can tell me about the current situation."
Kara turned around and looked at Luthor quietly without speaking first.
Luthor looked Kara up and down, and a wise light flashed in his eyes.
"You don't need to guess, Justice League must be in a lot of trouble now. I know you hate me, but sometimes, special situations must be treated specially----"
Kara still didn't speak, but turned around and waved to Blue Beetle.
The latter walked up to Kara in three or two steps. After standing still, Shane's voice came from under the mask.
"This is indeed your style, Luthor. It seems you want to negotiate some terms?"
"Of course."
Although Luthor heard Shane speak for the first time, it did not prevent him from judging from the attitudes of Kara and Blue Beetle that Shane was a person who could make major decisions under the current situation.
After Justice League was almost completely wiped out, the other party could immediately send Superman's compatriots who had arrived on Earth some time ago to come over to Watchtower to find him.
Then there is a high probability that Justice League will fulfill the promise made by this person afterwards.
Even though he is not a member of Justice League, he definitely has a good relationship with Justice League.
After Luthor put together several ideas in his mind, he immediately guessed the identity of Shane.
"Are you the mysterious alien who took Doomsday into space and teamed up with Superman to defeat it?"
Although Doomsday's real number on Luthor Laboratory should be the unfinished Experimental Subject Zero, after all, after being imprisoned in Watchtower, Luthor could also know the name of the experimental subject from the outside world in the news that he was occasionally allowed to watch.
Doomsday, such a domineering and dangerous title, Luthor naturally accepted it happily and used it smoothly himself.
"Your humanism is as rigid as the rumors say."
Shane said something smoothly to the other party, and then quickly got to the point.
"Concerning World Patch, I believe you must know that this crisis originated from a product you once designed and manufactured in another world."
Luthor's eyes moved slightly.
"Yes, I received the memories of Luthor from another world. It is no exaggeration to say that the degree of danger in some of his thoughts sometimes amazes me."
Luthor's brows wrinkled slightly.
But Justice League is not made of mud. In addition, no matter which world Luthor is, most of the inspiration for designing weapons is to deal with Superman.
There are only a few that can drag down the entire Justice League silently, even if it combines the memories of Luthor from both worlds.
Shane has no time to spare. In order to let Luthor show off his IQ, he slowly guessed what thing defeated Justice League.
He directly told Luthor the answer.
But Luthor immediately slapped the table and stood up.
"Amazo Virus? This is impossible. Logically speaking, that thing cannot even infect Superman. For me in another world, Amazo Virus is a failed product that was sealed five years ago!"
"So the actual situation may be a little different from what you expected."
Shane is not too surprised.
The viruses currently spreading throughout Gotham have indeed deviated slightly from the original work. After all, Tim had previously calculated that the force that released the virus was someone else, not Red Hood Jason who is currently Patient Zero.
"We have obtained detailed data about the virus and will find a way to deliver the data to you."
Perhaps it was because the development of the situation and the answers were so unexpected that Luthor had not yet had time to put forward many of the conditions that he had originally drafted, so he just frowned and thought about it.
"This is unreasonable. Amazo Virus has a weakness. When the temperature is lower than -112 degrees Fahrenheit, the virus itself will be inactivated. However, whether it is Superman's Freeze Breath or Gotham Mr. Freeze's cryogenic gun, they can create environmental conditions far lower than this temperature."
Shane ignored Luthor's muttering, but before ending the call, he casually asked a question he had always been curious about.
"Amazo Virus, how did you, the you in the other world, make this thing?"
He is really curious about this thing.
Amazo robot is a machine, its essence is metal and inorganic.
However, Amazo Virus has a part of the real virus protein structure, mixed with organic ingredients.
No matter how good Shane is, after Viltrum arrived on Earth, his own level has been reduced to the level of dimensionality reduction. 0
Just because he can rub Spaceship across the galaxy with his bare hands, he doesn't have Superpowers, and he can make a living as a professional aerospace technician on Earth.
There is no end to improvement. If you can master physics, Magic, and the third level of science and technology, Shane feels that you are not completely unqualified to give it a try.
Luthor didn't react at first, and it took two or three seconds for him to come back to his senses.
"Oh, the Luthor of that world recovered the remains of a Amazo robot, and then extracted a special active enzyme from the remains, and used it to cultivate Amazo Virus."
Shane's eyebrows almost jumped.
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Why can't I understand it at all?
Active enzymes extracted from robot remains?
The special code DC Universe technology and Scientist no longer follow the basic law, right?
Shane rolled his eyes silently and gave up the thought of overestimating his own abilities.