Lunchtime always passed quickly.
After clearing the table, Lois simply stared at the two of them—her intention was clear:
Get lost.
"This is for you," Keno casually placed a box on the table.
Clark was taken aback. Where did that come from?
"We don't need it. Take it with you!"Lois didn't even glance at what was inside. It was probably just gold or something similar.
She might be just an ordinary journalist, but her father was General Lane.
"Miss Lane, I understand your concern. But you can't stop it. Even if we do nothing, he will gradually recover," Keno said calmly.
"So, your goal is to take advantage of his memory loss and build a connection with him, so you can use him once he recovers—right?"At that moment, Lois looked like a lioness protecting her cub.
Clark stood up nervously, shielding Lois.
Everything was fine just a moment ago—why are they suddenly arguing?
Use me? What value do I even have worth using?
"That's not it. What's inside this box isn't just for Clark. There's something for you too—consider it for your child."Keno turned and walked toward the door.
"Goodbye, both of you. Thanks for the lunch."
Bang.
The sound of the door closing echoed.
Lois sat down helplessly. Even without memories or powers, trouble still found its way to him.
"Lois…"Clark stared at the small box Keno had left behind.
"It's okay, Clark."
Lois opened it.
Inside were several vials of medicine, a few cans of food, and a golden orb.
Beside them was an instruction manual and a letter.
Clark picked up the letter, which had only one sentence:
"If you decide to accept your past self, eat this orb."
Back at the Batcave.
Only Bruce was present. Strange instruments surrounded him, analyzing the Mother Box. When he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't even turn his head.
"How did it go?"
"Just like you guessed. Because of the Lazarus Pit water used in the resurrection, his body cells are energy-deficient. A bit more sun exposure will fix that.
"But as for the memory loss, I couldn't find the cause," Keno explained.
"I see," Bruce replied and continued his research on the Mother Box.
"Bruce, with your abilities, there are many ways to restore his powers. Why haven't you done it? Is it because you feel guilty?"
Keno's sudden question made Bruce's fingers pause.
"Guilt? Maybe. But more than that, I want to show him, during this time, that humanity can protect itself. So he can rest… just be Clark for a while."
His voice carried a barely detectable weight.
Because of my recklessness, I was manipulated. And in the end, Superman sacrificed himself.
"Do you have a plan for this new crisis? Superman's off the board for now. Those rookies might not listen to your orders."
"Which plan are you asking about?"
Batman smirked confidently.
He was never afraid of powerful enemies. Because as long as he could understand them, they would fall before his plan—
Even if it was a last-minute one.
"Well then, Batman with a plan,"Keno shook his head, silently mourning for Steppenwolf.
At that moment, someone entered from outside.
Hal Jordan, carrying the Green Lantern power battery.
"You asked for this. Can I have my ring back now?"
Hal no longer had his former arrogance.
Keno casually tossed the ring back and picked up the battery, examining the energy inside.
He wanted to try building his own Green Lantern Corps, and this battery was key.
Hal's ring barely had any energy, but the battery was enough for research.
Hal slipped his ring back on, feeling a surge of security.
"I don't know what you want this thing for, but only a Lantern can use—"
Before he could finish, he saw three green rings appear in Keno's hand.
Three Green Lantern rings!
No way—these must be fake.
But then, the ring in his own hand absorbed energy and floated in mid-air.
Its internal program activated, beginning to search for a host.
Keno didn't stop it. He was curious to see if he could be selected.
The three rings spun in mid-air.
One floated toward Keno.
[Intelligent lifeform locked.][Origin: Earth… Unknown lifeform?][You lack morality and cannot become a Lantern.]
The ring began to fly away—but Keno grabbed it.
"Morality, my ass. I don't believe this!"
A full-grown man—humiliated by a ring?
He forcibly slipped it onto his finger. The Green Lantern ring flared with a dazzling green light, struggling violently as it repeated:
[You lack morality. You cannot become a Lantern…][You lack morality. You cannot become a Lantern…]
The cold mechanical voice echoed through the Batcave.
Batman's lips curled into a subtle smirk.
Hal turned his head, fighting hard to keep a straight face.
Don't laugh… laughing means death…
"HAHAHAHA! Keno, you're shameless!"Only Venom laughed without restraint.
Keno's face turned dark. He poured chaotic magic into the ring.
[Operation denied…][Operation denied…][Ope—ration… Welcome, Lantern. Long live His Majesty the Demon King!]
The ring's cold tone turned reverent.
The room fell silent.
Batman froze mid-motion.
Hal stared at Keno in disbelief—he'd actually rewritten the ring's programming!
The remaining two rings continued their search.
One stopped in front of Venom.
[Intelligent lifeform locked.][Origin: Earth… Unknown lifeform.][Your heart is full of love. You cannot join the Green Lantern Corps.]
Venom smirked and snatched it anyway.
[Intelligent lifeform locked…]
Before the next ring could finish speaking, Bruce grabbed it and threw it back at Keno.
"Enough playing around. This isn't an amusement park."
With that, he returned to his computer, as if nothing had happened.
"Alright then, grumpy Bat,"Keno shook his head and left with Venom.
Hal glanced at Bruce and followed.
Once everyone was gone, Bruce approached a corner of the Batcave and opened a hidden chamber.
Inside was a computer not connected to any networks.
Bruce turned it on and opened a folder.
Its contents:
Anti-Keno Plan 1.0, 2.0, 3.0
He began creating a new one.
Name: Anti-Demon King Plan 4.0Details: Target has demonstrated the ability to alter high-tech weapon systems, likely by inserting new consciousnesses to overwrite existing programs.
Suggestion: Use high-tech weapons as bait during combat…
After finishing, Bruce sighed.
Every time they met, Keno revealed a new ability.
And this still wasn't all.
He could only update the plans—and gather intel as he went.
Quote of the Chapter:"You don't need to be a hero to rewrite fate. Sometimes, being a problem is enough."
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