Volume 5: Pinocchio

Chapter 89: Pinocchio

　　New York's victory is insignificant. The changes on Earth are as small as dust on the scale of the universe. In the vigorous movement of space development, the great changes brought to the world by the Interstellar Peace Company are truly worthy of being recorded in the history of the universe.

　　Exchange, trade, acquisition and expansion. The renowned civilization was dragged into the quagmire by the Emperor's War, and the peace-loving nation opened the door to the company. In this era when the star train was stranded, the company was the biggest bridge connecting the universe.

　　The Amber King's hammer rang the bell of the new century. The long-silent star gods were observed by mortals many times, and factions of various destinies became active again in the universe. As the patrolling light arrows from the end of time hit the planet blessed with abundance, the star god worship movement, which was praised and criticized by later generations, began in the universe.

　　At the end of the war, the candy-colored woman stabbed a dagger into Rupert's heart, and the anti-organic equation was interrupted. How much benefit did the company gain from this catastrophe that was no less than a cosmic locust plague? Just looking at their current influence throughout the galaxy, one can guess.

　　Batman and the Justice League defended a civilization attacked by an army of intelligent machines and protected several planets that were in madness. However, the disaster on the edge planet would not affect the overall situation. If they want to survive in the universe, they must join the company's trading system.

　　In the face of a true cosmic war, in major events involving the influence and participation of star gods, the power of an individual is always too small.

　　Bruce silently watched as the spaceship with the company logo landed on the planet he protected. Director Topa, who he had met once before, calmly handed his proposal to the leader here. Strangely, he felt a little dizzy.

　　How long has the Interstellar Peace Corporation existed?

　　Bursting jellyfish, spiraling stairs, fog of thought and rain of senses washed over the cognitive parts of the brain until everyone thought that the Interstellar Peace Corporation had existed long before the Amber Calendar was established.

　　Topa's smile remained unchanged as she watched the leader sign the company's indenture. Everything would be fine, she thought, there was no better way out than to join the company.

　　The players breathed a sigh of relief.

　　The bat head is really the second most difficult thing in the world, second only to the unknown calculation of the Master of Knowledge.

　　The system tapped his head and said, "If you had allowed the company to appear later and become a cosmic force directly, you wouldn't have been so embarrassed that you had to start from scratch and let the [Mysterious] Myth change everyone's perception."

　　The player rubbed his head to relieve the pain from being too distracted:

　　"There's nothing we can do. It's all for the next map. The Earth is still too small. Even after cramming two cosmic-level forces into it, there's really no room for Pinocchio."

　　"Even fictional historians are not as good at making up stories as you are. I think it would be better for you to just be an emissary."

　　The player laughed: "How do you know I'm not?"

　　The system rolled its eyes at him and said, "Okay, let's make up the history. How are you going to write it, Pinocchio? Without the Pioneers, the heroes wouldn't be able to see the Clock Boy."

　　"The mountain man has his own clever plan."

　　Batman's signal disappeared among the stars, along with the entire Justice League. The company ruled that the Justice League's fleet encountered a time and space turbulence that occurs once in a century. In order to commend these heroes for their contributions throughout the Emperor War, huge bonuses and compensation were paid into Wayne Enterprises' account.

　　Of the four Robins, except for the one who is receiving education at Roof, only Tim does not believe that Batman will die.

　　"The Justice League is wiped out? How is that possible? They're Superman and Batman!"

　　Tim argued that he refused to attend the Justice League's funeral organized by the company, even though the funeral was hosted by Captain America.

　　"Tim, I have used the Cloud Riders to investigate. There is no chance of them surviving. Even a superman who has been exposed to ten suns can't withstand the turbulence of that intensity."

　　Jason was the least saddened one. Until now, his impression of Bruce was still that of a rich and foolish father who was easy to take advantage of. Although he was sad to know that he had passed away, it was far from being heartbreaking.

　　"I'm sorry, Tim, I don't want to believe it either, but there is no evidence to prove that they are still alive." Dick's eyes were bloodshot. He was the most tormented one these days. As a result, not only Damian, but now even Bruce has left him.

　　Deathly silence echoed in the living room, with only the host on TV mechanically broadcasting: "...It is reported that the famous galactic singer Miss Mockingbird will be invited to visit the Earth to help with the reconstruction of New York..."

　　The face of the Tianhuan girl flashed on the computer, and soon it was switched to the next news - Pinoconi's travel introduction.

　　"Family?" Tim maintained the sharpness of a detective and looked at Jason with an inquiring gaze.

　　"【Tongxie】Hippe's faction is truly united. There are no noisy conflicts or disputes, only eternal love and joy. It sounds creepy, but it is generally a peaceful organization."

　　Jason answered like this and watched the fat white bird on the TV screen explaining the history of Pinocchio. The world was getting more and more crazy. Since the synesthesia beacon came into being, even the snowy owl could go on stage as a host.

　　The images on the screen switched back and forth, from the appearance of the star of the pageant to the Clock Boy, and then to Sunday, the boss of the Oak family. The chicken-winged boy with a halo on the back of his head politely welcomed all visitors.

　　Tim stood up suddenly.

　　"Pause, pause quickly, no, replay!"

　　He rushed to the TV, and halfway through he realized it was a live broadcast. Just as he turned around, he saw Dick taking out his portable computer:

　　"Be prepared, the world's second best detective."

　　Jason, who was not sensitive to bat information, leaned his head over.

　　"That's it?"

　　In those few frames that were so blurry that they couldn't be any blurrier, there was a very small shadow of a bat.

　　The bat pattern is not rare, and the coincidence of light is more likely, but Tim compared the star map where the spacecraft disappeared and the location of Pinocchio, which made him more confident in his judgment.

　　Batman opened his eyes and found himself in a prison cell.

　　"Get up! You lazy scoundrel!"

　　The fierce jailer beat the prisoners with a baton and forced them into the ball cage cart one by one. He had a glittering company logo on his chest and spat on the prisoners' clothes while talking:

　　"Ha-te! Salvaging memories is the only value of you rubbish!"

　　Sticky threads of spit stuck to the dirty and yellow prison uniforms. The prisoners had to lower their heads to hide the hatred in their eyes. An undercurrent of repression surged in the air, and the high-ranking jailers were unaware of it.

　　Batman quickly understood his environment and followed the large group in silence. While frantically thinking about the causes and consequences and looking for his teammates, he unexpectedly met a pair of wolf-like eyes.

　　He looked away and continued searching for his teammates.

　　Tim decided to pawn all his possessions in exchange for the ticket to Pinocchio.

　　Then he encountered strong opposition from his parents.

　　"So you have parents?"

　　Jason sat on the windowsill and twisted Tim's ear with gritted teeth. At this moment, Tim was being locked up at home by the Drakes for self-reflection. Apart from the cleaning staff, there were only two of them in the huge manor.

　　Yes, the Drakes flew back specially to give Tim a beating, and then went back to continue their scientific research work without stopping.

　　Tim cried out, trying to touch Jason's insignificant brotherhood with his pitiful appearance.

　　"Okay, stop pretending. The company's insurance compensation has come in, enough for you to book a room in Pinocchio."

　　Jason looked at Tim with a snort and transferred all his insurance money to Tim's account.

　　"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you just got your dad's insurance compensation and you're going to spend it all on a night of drinking and partying, and you're going to the most famous brothel in the universe, Gala Star. You'd better win all the money back in Pinocchio's Casino."

　　Tim realized something: "You're not going to Pinocchio?"

　　Jason shrugged. "The Immortals are not allowed to go out without reason. I can only stay on Earth to fight against the remnants of the Medicine King's secret teachings."

　　As for Dick, he has to stay and look after Gotham. Although the company's presence in the market has created a lot of jobs in Gotham and indirectly improved Gotham's safety factor, the chaotic places are still chaotic.

　　The bench position is so miserable.

　　In the space of consciousness.

　　"This story has nothing to do with the family celebration?"

　　"Of course, it's still a long way to go before the family celebration. We have to wait until I exchange the Star Train for it. Let them participate in Asdena's war of independence and reconstruction first."

　　"What kind of historical construction?"

　　"Thank you for the compliment."

　　Peter slid down from a great height and caught his body with spider silk at the last second of falling. He looked around vigilantly and took out his mobile phone after making sure there was no one around.

　　The residents on the street were no longer surprised by Spider-Man's elusive appearances, and the crowds dispersed in disappointment. The afterglow of the setting sun fell between the high and low buildings, casting a warm glow on the bodies of the hurried construction workers.

　　The disaster brought severe economic losses. Although the casualties were minimal, it led to a large number of unemployment. Even the construction jobs provided by the company could not satisfy everyone.

　　Some people cannot accept the fate of being laid off after losing their jobs, and cannot accept the outcome of bankruptcy after not being able to obtain loans. Originally, they had no choice but to go to extremes, but fate always takes a turn for the better - the company accepts all these high-quality leeks.

　　"Hey, Peter, have you heard the news about Pinocchio?"

　　Harry's voice came from the receiver. He had become much more lively since he came back from Rover:

　　"In order to compensate for the losses suffered by Osborne Enterprises in the disaster, the company provided a large sum of funds. Dad also won two travel tickets to Pinocchio! He plans to stay on Earth, and the remaining ticket is for me to distribute..."

　　As Peter listened, he looked toward the stage in the distance that was specially built for the arrival of the robin. The bright face of the Sky Ring girl was frozen on the portrait. Her album was playing on a loop on the street, and her soft music flowed through people's hearts like silk.

　　After the attack by the Luofu fox people, the people on Earth easily accepted the circles on the heads of the Tianhuan people and the wings on their ears.

　　Harry babbled a lot and finally asked shyly:

　　"Will you come with me to Pinocchio?"

　　Peter thought for a moment and said, "Is there a time limit? I want to finish Miss Mockingbird's concert first."

　　The voice on the phone was silent for a moment: "Of course, that's Robin, brother, she is the singer from the Pinocchio Iris family!"