The Perfect Trojan Horse!

"A... satellite?"

Harley Quinn tilted her head, her pretty blue eyes wide with confusion.

She had just been thrilled to hear Puddin' was giving her a new toy, but this one didn't sound fun at all.

"That's right. A satellite."

Link stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of the Underground Base, overlooking the sprawling industrial complex below. It ran around the clock like a city of the future. Countless robotic arms and automated production lines worked in orderly rhythm, turning top-grade materials from across the world into precision components gleaming coldly.

This was the true heart of Chaos Direction.

"Puddin', we already have several secret satellites of our own. Why build another? And why tell the whole world?" Harley wrapped her arms around Link's waist from behind, puzzled.

"Because this one is a gift for them."

A playful smile touched Link's lips. His gaze seemed to pierce the miles of rock overhead and settle on the distant sanctuary suspended in geosynchronous orbit.

"A gift they can't refuse."

Three days later.

Chaos Direction released a bombshell announcement through its official channels to the entire world.

Link D. Wayne, the business magnate who had saved Metropolis during the satellite crisis and become its new guardian, would hold a global press conference to announce a major plan concerning the future of humanity.

The news sent the world's media into a frenzy.

Reporters and camera crews poured in from every corner of the globe, packing the venue entrance. A sea of camera flashes nearly lit the Metropolis night sky like day.

Every eye in the world turned toward the man about to take the stage.

The Justice League Watchtower.

The atmosphere in the control room was tense.

The press conference played live on the enormous main screen.

Superman, Clark Kent, stood with his arms folded