Let me show you a new way Chapter 054

Metropolis S.T.A.R. Labs.

Batman meticulously examined the unconscious Cyborg, then repeatedly scanned him with instruments.

“He should have woken up by now. I don’t understand why he’s still in a coma,” Superman said, frowning.

Batman pondered silently, then turned his gaze to the Flash: “Flash, you’re telling me the city is currently on a floating island, correct?”

The Flash nodded, “That’s right. And besides the Parademons, there are only those bad guys in the city! No matter what I do, I can’t contact the other members of the Justice League. It’s as if we’ve been isolated in another world.”

“I think I understand what’s going on…” Batman murmured to himself. He placed his hand on Cyborg’s jawline and pressed gently.

“Hiss—”

Cyborg’s human half-face opened with a crackling sound, revealing extremely complex mechanical parts and peculiar patterns with a distinctly Apokoliptian style.

Batman looked at this eerie and terrifying sight and nodded.

“He’s a robot…”

Batman muttered, then pressed the hidden special switch again, and Cyborg’s face returned to normal.

He seemed to awaken from a dream, looking at the familiar faces with surprise in his eyes.

“Uh… hello everyone? Did something happen? I think I must have dozed off!” Cyborg said with an innocent and confused expression.

“He’s like me, he doesn’t remember either!”

Batman shifted his gaze to the other members of the Justice League: Superman, Wonder Woman, and the Flash.

“I think we’re all robots…”

As Batman spoke, he placed his hand on his jawline and slowly felt around. Then, with a familiar “hiss—” sound, Batman’s disguised face opened from the middle, revealing the mechanical parts inside.

“My goodness!” The members of the Justice League all looked shocked. Superman even involuntarily stumbled back a few steps, accidentally crushing a table with his hand.

Then, they began to instinctively search their own jawlines.

Accompanied by a series of sounds, all the faces of the Justice League members opened, revealing their internal mechanical structures.

Batman’s expression remained calm, as if even this wouldn’t faze him in the slightest. He silently pressed the switch again, returning his face to its human appearance.

“We are not the real Justice League…”

“We are just a group of robots…”

“Programmed and constructed to think like them…”

Silence.

For the first time, the members of the Justice League doubted their own existence. Their lives, their history, their past, everything they had done—it was all just a fabrication.

“So who built all of this? And what is their purpose?” Superman looked up and asked.

“I’m not sure…” Batman said in a low voice. Then he found a communicator in his utility belt and tried to contact the outside world through it, but unfortunately, this communicator could only contact the robot Justice League.

“But the technology used to create us clearly comes from Apokolips…”

“According to the Flash’s description, we should be in a pocket dimension. The one who created us wants us to fight those Parademons to study our thought patterns and combat data, in order to deal with the real Justice League!” Batman continuously analyzed the information.

He then began to check the computer incessantly, seemingly searching for some hidden information.

Then he found it…

[I am Batman, I must not forget, must not forget…]

[Batman 122, I tried all previous methods, none succeeded, and they are already suspicious. I must die here. The opportunity is yours…]

[Batman 722, only Apokoliptian technology can break through this universe, but the Parademon bodies are not enough. We can only use our own body materials…]

[Batman 745, I found the prototype left by 744, but I don’t think I can complete it…]

[Batman 1355, almost finished, but not enough parts. Must wait until next time…]

Batman took a deep breath, seemingly understanding something.

These were hidden messages left behind by all the Batmen in this simulator who had discovered the truth.

These Batmen seemed to be working together to create something, and the parts were taken from their own bodies.

Of course, they couldn’t dismantle large areas, as that would likely be discovered by Apokoliptian recovery personnel. So they could only dismantle parts quietly, making the recovery personnel believe it was just normal wear and tear.

Each time they improved that something, they would hide it in a place where it couldn’t be found.

As for where that place was, Batman had already guessed.

He took a sharp Kryptonite Batarang from his pocket. As soon as Superman saw the Kryptonite, his face immediately turned green and his body went limp.

“You… you’ve been carrying that thing with you all this time?” Superman managed to squeeze out the words through gritted teeth. His body was incredibly weak, and Wonder Woman immediately supported him.

“What does this mean, Batman?” Wonder Woman stared at the Kryptonite Batarang, asking warily.

“As expected, your outer layer is still constructed in a way similar to Kryptonians, which causes Kryptonite to affect you as well,” Batman said.

“Endure the pain, Clark!” Batman finished speaking, then directly plunged the Batarang into Superman’s chest.

“Are you crazy?!” The others immediately stood up, shouting at Batman. The Flash instantly sped over and tightly gripped Batman’s wrist.

“Wait…” Superman suddenly spoke.

“I think… this shouldn’t be the first time this has happened…” Superman endured the pain in his chest and the weakness in his body to stop the Flash’s actions.

A series of images flashed through his mind—residue left behind after memory erasure. In the images, Batman held a Kryptonite Batarang, cutting open his chest to remove or insert something.

“But you’ll die…” the Flash said anxiously.

“No, he won’t…” Batman made a long incision in Superman’s chest, then squeezed his hand inside. Accompanied by spurting blood and horrifying sounds, Cyborg next to them passed out again.

“Found it…” Batman said, then withdrew his hand. Between his fingers was a small, silvery-white device.

Batman immediately placed the Kryptonite Batarang into the lead-lined pocket of his utility belt. As the Kryptonite radiation disappeared, the solar energy within Superman’s cells immediately began to work. The wound on his chest healed rapidly, eventually becoming exactly as it was before.

“To simulate as realistically as possible, Superman’s body uses a disguised Kryptonian skin and is also equipped with solar absorption technology. No matter how severely his body is injured, it will heal quickly,” Batman slowly explained.

“So, my body was used as a storage device to deceive those who created us. In cycle after cycle, Batman used parts to assemble this machine piece by piece,” Superman finished his sentence.

“What is it?” The others asked curiously.

“A communicator…”

“A communicator to call the real Justice League…”