I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 740 Howling, Losing Level 80 Experience
Is the person who is immune to restart in the dream book a different person, filled with the memory of the original person, or is it really a complete reappearance of the original person?
It has to be said that the Riddler is worthy of being the "thinker" of Arkham. His philosophical thinking is very reasonable, and it is also very inspiring to Harley.

Her heart was pounding now, and a method to verify the authenticity appeared in her brain.
In order to deal with the crisis on infinite earths, she tried her best to raise the level to level 80. For this reason, she singled out all the super criminal prisons on the planet.

Among them, of course, is her "leek land of experience" Arkham Asylum.

That is to say, Edward the Riddler had just gained experience from her, and even if he had another crop of experience like leeks, it would definitely not be much.

If Edward is a different person, is restarted, and only has the memory of Earth 0 Edward, then he, who has never been stalked by her, must have a lot of experience.

After having this thought, another thought that could change her future life immediately appeared in Harley's mind.
The Penguin held his cane and reminded: "Some time ago, when the alien fleet was defending the tuning forks, I helped Tamaran trafficked people and got a batch of powerful alien weapons as a reward.

This crutch is specially strengthened with alien top-level weapons. It is estimated that it can hurt Superman, which is very dangerous. "

Harley recovered from the excitement of being alone, frowned and said, "You also helped Mataram trafficked people?"

The Penguin was startled, but she didn't expect this to be her focus.

"Harry, you gave Du Ping's business to me from the very beginning." He reminded cautiously.

Harry narrowed his eyes, and said in a harsh tone, "Of course it's okay for you to sell Du Ping from Earth, but the aliens have malicious intentions and want to use Du Ping to corrupt our Earthlings. You're such a smart person, can't you think of that?"

Penguin's cheeks puffed up and then shrunk, as if he wanted to give out his signature weird laugh, but after all he still had reason and knew who he was facing.

Although he didn't laugh, he still kept talking: "No matter what kind of Du Ping is, it is eroding people's spirit and will, and it is making the United States slide into the abyss of degeneration.

Based on my many years of experience, Du Ping is like a demon. No matter what kind of Du Ping you touch, it will stay with you for the rest of your life until you go to hell.

Therefore, if you want to live as a person instead of walking dead, you must not touch poison! "

"Coppert, you're Boss Dufan, not a Gotham councilor standing in front of a group of reporters and giving an anti-drug speech." Harley said flatly.

"You mean Congressman Hades who is known as the 'Anti-drug Pioneer'? Hehe, he took my black money to help fight another family's Du Fan. Moreover, he has been high since he was 11 years old, and he was exposed to white noodles in college. He is a veteran drug addict!"

Coppert chuckled, and said sternly: "I just want to say that Du Ping on Earth is a little devil, and Du Ping from an alien planet is a big devil, and mortals will be doomed and their lives will be ruined when they encounter either.

It doesn't matter whether the local Du Ping or the extraterrestrial Du Ping are eroding the country of America. "

Harry said: "Of course there is a difference, although all kinds of Dupins are eroding the country of America, and the country of America is destined to sink in the flood of Dupins.

But the erosion is fast and slow, and the decline is also early and late.

Now that I am still alive, I can still dominate the situation for decades. If the United States is quickly reduced to a third-rate country among Du Ping, won't my political and commercial status also be compromised?
Ordinary Du Ping can at least guarantee that the United States will survive until I retire. Even if the United States is flooded by then, it will have nothing to do with me basking in the sun at sunset. "

Coppert shook his head and smiled, "Harry, you look down on us Americans and aliens too much.

In terms of the speed of destroying the United States, how can the aliens compare with us?

First of all, from a technical point of view, Matalan Duping's technological content, addiction, and physical harm are very powerful, but not the strongest.

As far as I know, in the past few years from the first contact with alien civilization to the present, there have been no less than five "medicines" stronger than it flowing out of Wayne Biological Laboratory.

In addition, the Matalan people have bad intentions and want to use Du Ping to destroy our rice emperor, but its power is only to use nails to penetrate the wall of the building. How can its efficiency and speed compare with our own speed of destroying the rice country?
How can a chisel nail a wall as hard as a big hammer hitting the root of the wall?
For example, Congressman Robben, whom I killed last year, actually wanted to establish "legal drug smoking centers" in cities in New York State. The dignified American government wanted to steal our business from Du Fan. Is there any reason for this?
Oh, I'm sorry, I digressed, I mean, he really made it happen, and his lethality to the United States is ten times and a hundred times more than that of the alien Du Ping.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, I am willing to help Matalan traffic people. "

Harley was persuaded, and sighed softly: "Hey, after hearing what you said, I began to hesitate, whether to run for the congressman election next year, or to retire early."

"You continue to choose, and the 31st Century Superhero Legion has appeared, which shows that the United States is blessed by God and can overcome this hurdle." Coppert laughed.

The Riddler couldn't help but anxiously said: "You two, can we put aside the small things like 'the destruction of the United States' and continue with the big thing of demonstrating 'I'm really me'?"

"Give him the cane." Harry raised his chin to Copperpot, "Mataram's technology may be strong, but it certainly won't kill me."

Coppert adjusted the power of the "cane" laser cannon to a low level before handing it to the Riddler, and simply taught him how to use it.

"Biubiu——" Two beams of blue light as thick as a thumb flashed, and the skin and flesh of Harry's palm were burnt, and the bones could be seen vaguely.

This is the result after she revokes all defense feats.

"Gudong." Two small bubbles came out of the experience jar.

"Hey, the Matalan really didn't fool you this time, the weapon is so powerful." Harry looked at his hand first, a little surprised.

"Are you alright?" Coppert asked worriedly.

——If her palm is crippled, will she settle accounts with him?

He is worrying about this.

"Edward, you are the original you." Harry looked at the Riddler, as if a little Sima Guang lived in his heart - he smashed the big vat full of regrets, and endless regrets filled his chest.

She is so stupid.

Really, so silly.

It's fine to use the book of dreams to summon ordinary acquaintances, basically it can guarantee that her life will not be distorted, but she shouldn't, she shouldn't, she shouldn't help all super criminals to be immune to reboot.

This group of bastards should be restarted. After restarting, they have changed their personalities. Isn't that the same as the 'experience monster' refresh?
Harley was extremely remorseful, because she lost her level 80 experience because of her poor hands-in the world before the restart, she gained the experience to raise her level to level 80.

While remorseful, Harley also discovered the real wealth code of the DC universe-restart!
If the DC Multiverse is restarted every two years, she doesn't need to go to the Almighty Universe to explore at all, she just nests in the Quinn Manor, like an old farmer waiting to harvest crops, every time after restarting, she harvests a wave, with countless experience and unlimited upgrades .

That picture is so beautiful!
In a blink of an eye, Harley changed from the most staunch anti-rebooting faction to a rebooting supporter.

She secretly vowed in her heart that this lesson will be remembered forever, and she will never stop it when the universe restarts in the future.

Except for ordinary people and friends, other super criminals are determined not to protect them, so they must be "refreshed by wild monsters".

"Why?" The Riddler looked at Harley whose expression was changing back and forth, a little scared, but the 'philosophical question' in his heart still prompted him to ask.

"My feelings haven't changed," said Harry.

"What do you feel?"

"The feeling I used to play games with you in Arkham." Harry showed reminiscence, "Perhaps, I should go to Arkham in two days to help you strengthen your belief that 'I am still me'. "

The Riddler's eyes were terrified, his face was pale, and his body was trembling.

"Edward, what's wrong with you? You still feel illusory?" Penguin asked with concern, holding his shoulder.

"No, I don't have any doubts anymore. This world is still this world, and nothing has changed." The doubt and confusion on the Riddler's face were swept away, and he said firmly.

She is right!

Anything can be fake, but the feeling of "playing a game" cannot be faked even by God of Creation.

She felt it.

He feels it now too.

"The Great Demon King is back." The Riddler closed his eyes, raised his chin, relaxed his body, turned his face to the sky at a 45-degree angle, and the hair on his forehead fluttered slightly as a breeze blew.

"What did you say?" Penguin asked suspiciously, leaning his face closer.

"I feel like it's all coming back."

The Riddler murmured softly, and his face exuded a strange look after awakening.

Harley patted Penguin on the shoulder and sighed: "If you really consider him a friend, let's send him back next door to recuperate for two days!

Tired of playing outside, I always have to go home, after all, home is the last peaceful haven for a person. "

The Penguin looked up to the "next door", and could vaguely see the clock tower of the Arkham Asylum two kilometers away.

He was a little moved.

The Harbinger wasn't lying, the Anti-Monitor was not only alive, but had taken Earth for revenge.

On the third day after the restart of the universe, a scarlet electromagnetic storm swept across the entire earth, and [-]% of the electronic equipment was lying down, and the world was horrified.

Well, for those of you who don't remember Crisis on Infinite Earths it was a thriller.

Protected by Harley, more than 2000 million people whose immunity has been restarted are quite calm.

"Everyone, don't panic. This kind of small scene will not trouble the people of the earth, let alone hurt us." The horse gang leader calmly drove a fighter jet and shuttled back and forth among the red clouds to prove that this seemingly terrifying storm is really a small scene.

Uh, the president of the United States launches fighter jets to meet the enemy. Originally, it only existed in Hollywood movies like "Independence Day" that flaunted American values, showed off American military power, and boasted that the United States is the savior of the world.

But even though the universe restarted, [-]% of the 'Wan Guo Brand' equipment Harley had prepared for the Earth Army had disappeared, and finally there were still a few intelligently piloted aircraft left.

Driving them is no less difficult than riding a bicycle - as long as you don't encounter real enemies.

With the testimony of the caravan leader, combined with Lana Lang's report yesterday on "The Crisis of Infinite Earths and the Correction of Group Memory", people on Earth can finally face this "sudden and unprecedented" crisis with a relatively calm attitude.

"I, I feel the evil again." In Zhenglian Hall, the abandoned person with the purple algae head became transparent and glowing, and shouted in pain: "The evil is pulling me again, but I haven't disappeared.

Because catastrophe is coming to this place, but this universe is the only one left in the multiverse, and I have nowhere to go.

My God, I'm stuck in a cosmic mezzanine, cold, so cold, extremely cold, help me! "

Almost at the same time, Alexander was also suddenly wrapped in scarlet antimatter energy, and his body returned to the previous "positive and negative" balance.

Harley didn't want to pay attention to their "self-entertainment" anymore, but Dachao kept calling her.

When she arrived on the dog Shengzi, she just ran into a stranger who came to recruit people: "The ghost is dying and needs the help of a mage. Harley, do you want to come?"

(End of this chapter)