The electronic eyes left by the steel bone's corpse suddenly cast a light screen in front of the Justice League. A line of cursor flashed on the screen. The cursor quickly slid, and a line of text was coded and said: "Superman, I want to play a game with you!"

“A game about justice.”

"Justice is a great choice, a thorny road. You always say that in order to implement justice, let's wait and see!" The text slowly said: "Gotham is a famous depraved city full of killing, crime and darkness. Some of you are swearing to bring justice to them, but now it's just getting more and more chaotic."

"Do you think this is justice by giving the power of ruling to law enforcement agencies, disregarding their incompetent corruption?"

"This is a shirking responsibility... This time, I want you to truly take responsibility. Make a choice... a difficult, painful, heart-wrenching choice to implement your justice."

"Superman, you often fight crime and stop people from being victimized, but there is one basic question... Every moment, there are so many people who are victimized, how do you choose to save which one? In two different places, there are people's lives hanging on the line, who are you going to help? How did you make this decision."

"You have known for a long time that you can't stop all crimes, even though you can. But you decide to just do your best because... you fear choices."

“Now, there is a choice.”

"Gotham is facing a crime..." The picture of Gotham suddenly jumped out of the light screen, and all the screens on Gotham Street, including the night sky above their heads, projected the picture of Superman and the present. Superman looked at the picture in the light screen and saw himself in the picture. It was obvious that the person was photographing them through the electronic eyes left by the steel bone explosion.

There is also a split screen next to it to display the screen in the light screen.

"Everyone in Gotham, lift your right arm..."

The subtitles in the light screen slowly said that the people of Gotham, including crimes preparing for robbery on the streets, and the various gangs that were operating, and everyone in the crime capital, had lifted the sleeves of their right arm.

Now every screen, TV, computer, electronic screen, and the sky above Gotham are broadcasting the current picture live.

A live broadcast of the people who rolled up their sleeves suddenly appeared on the screen. They included employees of the Wayne Group who were working overtime, gangsters with bad dresses, the Penguin, the boss of Gotham, and even Bruce Wayne's old housekeeper... Alfred, they all had a line of black bloodline on their arms.

"Don't doubt, this is what I'm doing. You are all infected with a biochemical virus, which will turn you into this..." The screen appeared on the Metropolitan area. In the Metropolitan Financial Center, a financial executive who was working overtime appeared. He was concentrating on studying the inexplicable black line on his arm.

It can be seen that the black line has penetrated his entire arm.

At this time, the black line reached its peak, and the financial executive twitched suddenly, and then suddenly bit the person around him. He turned into zombies that only knew how to eat flesh and blood. The camera pulled the panoramic view of the metropolis. You can see that although it was not the entire metropolis, the entire financial center was full of zombies rushing towards the crowd.

Fortunately, Superman doesn't have to consider whether to go to rescue now, because the infection spreads much faster than anyone imagined.

Soon, there was no living person in the camera!

Superman was so angry that he wanted to rush over and stop everything, but the words behind the subtitles made him calm down for the time being.

"In order to avoid unnecessary fantasies and prove our importance and credibility for this game, I used 200,000 people in the Metropolitan area to give a demonstration... Let you believe that I am completely inhumane, and at the same time strengthen your confidence in playing." The text said: "Don't doubt why the virus has bloodlines... because this is a custom function."

"You should have seen that at the speed of the bloodline now, there are only about twenty minutes left, and what is happening here will happen in the entire Gotham City."

"I just released the virus-activated pheromone in the Metropolis for thirty minutes in the morning."

"Of course, I won't let Superman choose one between Metropolis and Gotham to save...Barry, don't run away! You can never catch up... Always slow down, this is the confinement of speed power on you... Back to the foreword, I won't let you choose one of two equally difficult choices, because I already know your choice."

"You'll pick one at random."

"So, I just let you make one choice, a comrade-in-arms of the Justice League that is about to happen. The pop-up channel that has just been opened in the grid leads to the phantom area in the universe, a very dangerous place that almost equals death. Fortunately, you can still open the pop-up channel in time. If you step late, the mother box will automatically delete the coordinates of the newly opened channel."

"Opening and continuing the passage requires powerful energy. Your only choice now is Superman's heat rays, but Superman has time to rush to Gotham to stop a crime that is happening."

The text paused and then wrote: "The next one is you! Gotham people... The camera suddenly turned to the highest floor of the building where Wayne's business is located, where two jars and an atomizer stand, and there are a black man and a white woman.

"I transplanted the detoxified vaccine into the bone marrow of both of them in gene encoding."

"Their blood is the serum of immune viruses. The black man's body is the serum that relieves the onset of the virus and can only protect you for twenty-four hours. The white wife's body is the serum of completely immune to the virus. The jar contains a device for extracting serum raw materials and making vaccines."

"The raw materials for the vaccine...of course it is the blood of these two poor people."

"Or the blood of this black man can make a virus relief agent, release it into the entire Gotham through a nebulizer, delaying your time until twenty-four hours later, and then you have the chance to make this white lady into a vaccine serum for the entire Gotham. I calculated it very well, and the blood in her body is more than enough to supply the entire Gotham!"

"Of course, after making the antidote, they will become medicine residue... in the true sense, medicine residue."

"Now I put the opportunity to choose in the hands of each of you... You have received a text message, yes or no. More than 50% of the people who choose yes will be released, more than 75%... The immune serum will begin to be produced. When the superheroes on their heads react, she will have been drained long ago!"

"Of course, this poor couple is not without a chance...I will broadcast their pleas live."

"Now beg for it!" The live broadcast told the black man, and he begged: "Please, please! Help her, she is innocent..." The black man knelt down and mourned to everyone in the live broadcast: "If you want to sacrifice, sacrifice me alone! Please give yourself a good opportunity..."

"Just sacrifice one of me, you can get twenty-four hours for you... This period of time is enough for them to think of a solution! Please trust the Justice League! Superman will find a way to save you during this period!"

"A touching speech... In order to praise your sacrifice, I will reward you with a way to make her survive." The annoying text came out again and bewitched: "His sacrifice may be pretending. Think about it, if more than fifty percent of the people who chose no, they will be the only one who can survive!"

"But this is too cruel to human nature...and lacks struggle, because I lack confidence in human nature, so in order to further question your conscience, I decided to show my vote."

Two red and green bar charts appeared on the screen.

Red represents yes, blood-red evil and sin.

Green represents no, forgiveness, and also gives yourself a chance.

Now the red bar chart has risen by hundreds of thousands of votes, and the green is still a thin layer. There is a red line on the 50% votes.

"Everyone has the right to vote. If you don't have a cell phone in your hand, you have to vote for yes first, just raise your hand! Our remote sensing detection device will scan you to the results."

In an instant, the red ticket rose sharply again.

"We should save the people..." Superman looked up.

The subtitles appear again: "You should be more confident in the evil of human nature... Gotham citizens will be fine, but if you go, you have to make a choice on their behalf, let the crime happen before you, or kill everyone in Gotham?"

"Are you really willing to make a choice?" There were a line of blood-red words on the screen.

"Superman, every day, every moment, there are people dying. You should have known that you can't save everyone. If you choose to save someone with a choice, it proves that you let some crimes happen. I thought you had understood that you can't save everyone. But you don't seem to know this, so today I will make you realize your heart... If you don't choose to save everyone, you will let tragedy and crimes go."

At this time, yes' votes had generally exceeded 50%, and only the poor nine percent chose no.

The black man in the jar begged: "You have won a day, for God's sake, give yourself a chance and a chance for the Justice League!"

The white man next to him shook his head desperately, but she seemed to be speechless

The black man's expressions were sincere, and two lines of tears fell in front of everyone: "I have lived long enough. I am willing to sacrifice myself and save so many people. But she is still too young and needs a chance, to give her a chance, that is, to give you all a chance, a chance to salvation!"

The rising speed of the red ticket slowed down to the naked eye.
Chapter completed!