Some people sank into a swamp, eventually becoming part of it, and still wanted to drag others into their mire.
Others would do everything they could to make flowers bloom in the swamp.
"Speaking of which, I met a family today who felt really different."
Remembering the Cullen Family she had met that day, Miaomiao couldn't help sharing the encounter with Dick.
"Oh? What was special about them?" Dick was intrigued too.
After all, Miaomiao had lived in the ocean since childhood, and her earliest understanding of humans had come from the Elders' stories. So after she came ashore with Bruce, no matter what the humans she saw looked like, she never found them strange.
In her eyes, Poison Ivy, with her green skin and control over plants; Clayface, who could mold his body into all sorts of shapes like clay; Bane, who gained strength from a steroid venom and had muscles as massive as small mountains; and Killer Croc, whose atavistic genetic condition made him resemble a crocodile, were all "normal humans from the land."
What kind of family could make Miaomiao feel that they were "really different"?
"They were all so beautiful!" That was the beauty-loving Miaomiao's most immediate impression, and even now, her eyes sparkled at the memory. "Their skin was very pale, and they carried themselves beautifully. They looked as though they might be hard to talk to, but they were actually really nice. Especially the head of the family, Mr. Carlisle Cullen. He's a doctor, and he's super gentle."
Watching Miaomiao's eyes light up, Dick paused almost imperceptibly in stroking Hayley's fur, then asked with feigned nonchalance, "Oh? Were they really that good-looking? Compared to me... ahem, compared to Bruce?"
"They're different," Miaomiao answered earnestly. "Bruce is like a velvety blue rose. He looks elegant