Who Wants Steak

"Why do I have to follow along?"

Raven, who had wanted to slip into the darkness after seeing everything settle, was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by Shane, who jumped down from the sky.

"When was the last time you ate a full meal? This is a rare opportunity to feast on the rich."

Shane whispered to the uncomfortable Rachel.

"Let go! Anyone who gets too close to me will suffer misfortune!"

Rachel struggled a few times, even trying to escape with magic, but Shane easily swatted away the magical mist that ordinary flesh and blood could never touch with a few slaps.

"So you want to choose to be solitary and isolated—but didn't you originally come to Earth to find warriors who could fight your father together?"

Shane lowered his voice and glanced at the three people walking ahead.

Green Lantern had already extinguished his light, otherwise, a green glow walking down the street in the darkness of Gotham would be too conspicuous.

Batman was asking Nightwing some questions, seemingly related to the details of Nightwing's and Shane's interactions over the past three days.

Rachel closed her eyes in anger, retracted her magic, and retorted stubbornly.

"But after observing these past few days, I don't think there are any warriors on Earth who can fight 'Him'."

There was no way out. She couldn't break free. Now, all magic, witchcraft, and other mystical energies that came into contact with Shane's body could only produce physical effects.

And Shane possessed a physique far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Then why have you been wandering on Earth? Besides making yourself miserable, you can't achieve your goal at all."

With an experience that transcended his age, and having touched Raven's soul and some of her memories, Shane directly pierced the girl's stubbornness.

Rachel stopped talking, unsure if it was from anger or being speechless. With dead fish eyes, she was half-kidnapped by Shane and walked forward.

Batman still hadn't brought Shane to the Batcave hidden beneath Wayne Manor.

Instead, it was another lair of the cunning rabbit's three burrows.

It was hidden in a sewer entrance on the edge of a cliff.

Unable to visit the holy land of comics, Shane sighed discreetly, then released his arm that was restraining Raven and calmly walked into the dim hall, towards the center that felt like a trial by three.

Batman, who had put away the Yellow Lantern ring, looked at Shane, while Nightwing said he was going to get something to eat before disappearing into a passage.

Only Green Lantern, in an unnoticed dark corner, took the opportunity to scan the Batcave with his ring, looking for any special materials he was unaware of.

"Your body should have undergone some changes?"

Batman said in a low voice.

Although it was a question, it seemed to carry a tone of certainty.

Shane nodded calmly and glanced with interest at Green Lantern, who, sensing the gaze, quickly straightened up and whistled innocently, pretending he hadn't done anything.

"That tingling sensation is still there, and I'm very sure it's coming from Green Lantern."

More gazes locked onto Hal.

Hal subconsciously covered his ring and then hid his hand behind his back, as if this could suppress the leakage of emotional spectrum energy.

"Why are you all looking at me? Oa's database has never recorded a case where the emotional spectrum could directly catalyze the evolution of racial physique."

After explaining, Hal seemed to have convinced himself, and his demeanor became bold and upright again.

"Kid, are you really from that Strom planet you mentioned? Or did you jump over from another universe?"

"It's Viltrum."

Shane casually corrected Hal's mistake, then nodded, a hint of worry on his face.

"As for whether I might be from another universe, that's what I thought at first."

Shane gestured to Raven, who was also huddled in a dark corner.

"I grew up on Viltrum, our civilization conquered hundreds of surrounding life-bearing planets, but we never encountered any mages."

"But since coming to Earth, there are too many mages here—this doesn't fit the principle of Wubbanubdub, according to the density of mages on Earth, even if it were spread across the entire galaxy, Viltrum has conquered so many civilizations, we should have met at least a few."

This bullshit principle was something Shane made up, but he thought Batman, with his vast knowledge, should know similar professional terms on Earth.

As expected, Batman acknowledged Shane's statement.

"There's a similar Drake Equation on Earth, but it can also be applied to calculate the probability of superpowers or mages appearing in an intelligent civilization."

"Yes, so after seeing so many magic users, I once thought I might have arrived in a new universe."

A shadow fell across Shane's features.

"But that Yellow Lantern ring, it called me Zod-Trig from the Virgo Supercluster."

"If it were a different universe, why would it recognize my origin and true name?"

Everyone turned their attention back to Hal. Only he was a member of the Lantern Corps, and no one present understood the ring's selection mechanism better than him.

Hal didn't hesitate, clenched his fist, coughed, and swaggered out of the shadows.

"There's no need to doubt my true name. Any name you've used on Earth, even if a Lantern Corps from the other end of the universe tried to get it, they could. It's based on, based on, if I recall correctly, the application of some fundamental cosmic logic."

Batman watched with a calm expression as Hal, looking flustered from his lack of knowledge in the Oan Corps, then asked, "What about the Virgo Supercluster?"

Only then did Hal's demeanor become serious again.

After all, this involved a terrifying war-like civilization, a species that could even evolve through emotional spectrums, and one of their individuals was standing right in front of him.

"That place is 60 million light-years away. It's not my sector, but I've already sent a request to my colleague responsible for that area. However, a detailed scan of an entire galaxy cluster is time-consuming and labor-intensive. This work might take several years."

Hal tapped his ring.

"What I can tell you for now is that, at least in the Oa database, there's no planet called Viltrum in the Virgo Supercluster."

Batman turned his gaze back to Shane.

"We will continue to remain vigilant regarding Viltrum. For now, we need to clarify other issues."

Shane nodded in understanding.

"I know. You want to test my body structure after my evolution, right? You've already obtained all my data from Mr. Bruce Wayne?"

Green Lantern glanced at Batman.

Batman's expression was incredibly calm as he directly admitted, "Yes. Bruce should have told you that he has some cooperation with the Justice League, so it wasn't difficult for me to get your data."

Hal looked up, gazing at the ceiling of the Batcave, and shivered slightly.

Shane glanced at him.

"Is Mr. Green Lantern in a hurry to use the restroom?"

Batman pointed the way to a restroom for Green Lantern, who thanked him with a heavy tone and slowly walked away.

Shane then followed Batman in another direction.

Nightwing returned to the main hall with a plate of steaming food. He looked around, not seeing anyone else, only Raven standing silently in a shadowy corner.

"Uh, I have some steak here that's just been heated up. Anyone want some?"