American comics: Today’s big news Chapter 121

According to Madame Xanadu, he would turn the tide, correct the timeline, and save this world.

Connors was using his “peak human” brain to understand Madame Xanadu’s words, estimating that this mature woman had seen too far into the future and was instinctively rationalizing her actions.

Looking at Madame Xanadu’s slightly open mouth, her vermilion lips looked soft and glutinous because they had been moistened by her tongue.

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kiss her! Uh, no, her mouth is so wide open, it doesn’t look like it’s for kissing…”

Connors wasn’t in a hurry, but Ronda Pineda, “Atom Girl,” sitting on the edge of his ear, was anxious, tugging at Connors’ hair and urging him.

“…”

Connors’ original intention was to follow the plot in the comics and tie Madame Xanadu to the ancient Greek ruins of the Temple of Hephaestus.

But looking at Madame Xanadu with her mouth open, eager to eat chicken, Connors didn’t pull down his zipper as “Atom Girl” thought, but took out something from his pocket:

A small ball smaller than a ping pong ball, with strings on both ends.

“Ugh!”

Madame Xanadu was caught off guard when her mouth was blocked by the small ball, and Connors quickly tied the string behind her head:

“You know too much, Madam. We’ll talk about comforting people later. I don’t have time to treat you to meat right now.”

“Connors definitely left out the word ” (bàng, lollipop).” Atom Girl said in a tone of not being afraid of a lively scene.

Madame Xanadu couldn’t speak and could only weakly “Ugh~”

“How do you carry this thing around with you?” Atom Girl asked curiously again.

Connors stretched out a finger and flicked the thumb-sized “Atom Girl” who had jumped from his ear to his shoulder, answering in annoyance:

“I told you before, even if you’re not useful to me, I won’t kill you… but that gag was prepared for you.”

“Atom Girl” Ronda Pineda shrank her neck upon hearing this and moved from his shoulder into Connors’ collar, burying her whole body inside, only revealing a small head outside.

“Madam, although you have seen the future, you don’t want any mistakes in the middle, do you?”

After silencing “Atom Girl,” Connors turned his gaze back to Madame Xanadu, his eyes lingering for a second on the saliva flowing from the small ball:

“Please cooperate with me obediently and don’t reveal any information about me.”

Madame Xanadu nodded exceptionally obediently.

If someone who didn’t know the situation came over and saw this, they might think that Madame Xanadu and Connors were playing some novel play, and she was willingly tied up here.

Reaching out to wipe the saliva flowing from the small ball for Madame Xanadu, Connors’ black smoke cloak appeared silently behind him, carrying her and the chair away.

The destination was still the ancient Greek ruins, the Temple of Hephaestus.

The black smoke was extremely fast, and it arrived in a few minutes.

After placing Madame Xanadu on the ground, Connors used “Green” to create a small space underground and threw the still-drooling Madame Xanadu into it.

“Madam, stay here and don’t move.”

After dropping this sentence, Connors ignored Madame Xanadu.

He was a very busy man now and had to hurry back to the Eye’s medical center.

“Why didn’t they stop you?”

“Atom Girl” was lying in Connors’ collar, looking at Connors flying all the way from outside to the operating table in the medical center without anyone stopping him, and asked curiously.

“I also secretly supported the establishment of the ‘Eye’, otherwise, do you think the establishment of the American Justice League and the joining of Martian Manhunter would be so smooth?”

Connors explained to “Atom Girl” in a low voice.

He was already standing in front of Dr. Light’s operating table—the autopsy table.

“How is it? Any results?” Connors asked “Cyborg,” greeting Zatanna of Earth 0, who was standing next to him.

“Sorry, Connors, we can’t prove that Dr. Light’s energy accidentally triggered Superman’s heat vision.”

Zatanna said with some regret.

Zatanna of Earth 0 was not wearing a swallow-tailed evening dress, but knee-high black boots and a close-fitting vest, but the iconic fishnet stockings were not missing.

Her appearance was on par with the curious baby Zatanna that Connors knew, and her figure was basically similar, but now the people around the autopsy table, including Connors, didn’t have their minds on her.

“Martian Manhunter” stared at Dr. Light’s body with his red eyes, as if trying to stare him back to life:

“Perhaps it cannot be proven, Zatanna. But this is still one of our most credible speculations.”

“Cyborg,” the main player in the autopsy, had both hands with ten fingers turned into metal tentacles that stretched into Dr. Light’s body.

He did not use traditional autopsy methods, but scanned the internal condition of the body through sensors at the tips of his ten fingers.

Hearing “Martian Manhunter’s” words, “Cyborg” interjected:

“Apart from Wonder Woman’s point of view, this is indeed the most credible speculation. She believes that Pandora’s Box controlled Superman.”

Batman was also standing here, and he looked at Connors and asked:

“Didn’t you go with Wonder Woman to find Pandora? Any progress?”

Connors pointed to Dr. Light’s body:

“Before you ask me this question, take care of him first, he’s smoking.”

Thick white smoke was rising from the head of Dr. Light, whose body had gradually stiffened, almost covering the entire autopsy table.

Everyone present, Steve of the American Justice League, Martian Manhunter, Cyborg of the Justice League, Zatanna, and Batman, cautiously took a step back.

A perfectly good corpse suddenly smoking was something that even the well-informed superheroes had never seen before.

“Zatanna, what did you do?” Steve questioned Zatanna.

“I didn’t do anything!” Zatanna retorted.

Batman was about to turn his questioning gaze to Connors, but Connors’ expression was also somewhat surprised at this time.

So there were times when he didn’t know what was happening… Batman relaxed his vigilance towards Connors a little.

The white smoke quickly spread across the autopsy table, flowing to the ground, and slowly gathering into a human form.

“Don’t panic… I am Phantom Stranger, I am here to help you.”

The man who suddenly appeared from the white smoke stretched out a hand to signal everyone not to panic and spoke.

He was wearing a black trench coat, a black cloak, a black top hat, and was tall with white light emanating from his eyes.

Batman’s gaze wandered between Connors and Phantom Stranger, and he seemed to understand the reason for Connors’ surprise.

“Same outfit, brother.”

Connors said helplessly.

Except for not wearing a hat, the style of his trench coat and cloak was similar to that of “Phantom Stranger,” but the black smoke cloak behind him was more ethereal, and his eyes did not glow.