Splash...
Water splashed as Diana jumped into the pool. After Yang Bo talked them into it, the whole group had kicked off a pool party.
They leaned against the edge of the pool, eating the food Yang Bo had provided.
"Yang, leaving your other abilities aside, your logistical support alone is absolutely perfect."
Wearing sunglasses, Yang Bo lay on a white lounge chair, enjoying the sun's merciless beating. His hands, however, never stopped moving as he rapidly wove several Lassos of Truth together.
Hearing Clark's praise, he said with a smile:
"Clark, you're solar-powered. You really shouldn't be saying that."
Me? Logistics? I'm a damn berserker on the front lines, all right?
Clark merely smiled without saying anything, then turned and dove toward the deeper end. With so many people around, Yang Bo had expanded the pool considerably, especially its depth. With quartz blocks supporting it, there was no need to worry about a collapse.
Just then, a roar came from the sky.
Cyborg, who was grilling meat, said, "Bruce is back."
A smile appeared on Yang Bo's face, and he immediately laid the rug he had woven from the Lassos of Truth on the ground.
Everyone understood what Yang Bo had in mind.
Hearing the aircraft, Clark climbed out of the pool too. When he saw the truth rug Yang Bo had laid out, he immediately said, "Yang, move it a little farther west. I guarantee Bruce will step on it."
Yang Bo raised an eyebrow and thought, Clark, you look so honest and upstanding, but you're full of mischief too...
Still, he shifted the Lassos of Truth a little to the side as Clark suggested.
Clark's superbrain was certainly useful for trivial things like this.
Yang Bo pulled out one strand of the Lasso of Truth and held