"You agreed to join the Justice League?"
Ron pursed his lips and said, "I don't know much about the Justice League, but I think I can go take a look. And even if I join, I won't always be working there. Maybe I can find a job as a sheriff in a nearby town."
"Trust me, you can. They will be very welcoming to you. Now you take him to Metropolis, someone will meet you. Aisha and I will take the plane."
Ron nodded and said, "I'll complete the resignation report later. We must deal with this dangerous guy first."
After saying that, he flew out of the window with Malafax. Aisha stood up from the bed and asked, "What do you think the Justice League will do with him? Find a prison to lock him up?"
"That's the Justice League from another universe," Shiller shook his head and said, "Believe me, the Justice League in our universe is probably more evil than anyone imagines."
Let's go. Shiller took Aisha back to his car, started the engine, and drove towards the town.
"Why aren't we going to the airport?" Aisha asked.
"There are some things to do before that," said Shiller.
The moment Ron landed in Metropolis with Malafax, several cars surrounded him. Leading the group was a woman wearing a headset and a walkie-talkie, speaking with a slight Soviet accent.
"Hello, John Jones, right? Please come with me."
After speaking, she waved her hand, and a truck drove over. Ron simply carried Malafax and got into the truck's trunk.
He had no objections to this treatment, after all, he was holding the mastermind behind the invasion of Earth, so he didn't expect the Soviets to show him any kindness.
What surprised him was that the car drove directly underground. Through twists and turns in the underground parking lot, they ended up on an underground road, and after more turns, they finally arrived at an estate.
Waiting for him here was Lex Luther. Lex came forward and shook his hand, saying, "Welcome to the Justice League headquarters."
"Wait a minute," Ron said, somewhat confused, "This is the Justice League headquarters?"
"Yes, it's also my Half-Mountain Manor. Is there a problem?"
"Uh... no." Ron didn't know what to say, so he just shook his head.
Of course, he knew Lex Luther. Anyone who's watched TV has seen the billionaire or heard about his funding of the Justice League. He just didn't expect the Justice League's headquarters to be in his home.
What amazed Ron even more was that they actually let him into the headquarters of the Justice League so easily?
Didn't that KGB agent investigate him? They should know he has a mind-reading ability. They just let a powerful psychic ability user into their headquarters, aren't they worried about leaks?
Then, the moment he walked into the estate, Ron understood they didn't seem too worried.
Because now, the surroundings were filled with chaotic noises, none of which contained any information about alien invasion plans, 80% of the noise was people cursing.
"Bruce Wayne! Are you out of your mind?! Why did you tell that reporter I'm Pamela Isley?! Don't you know those plant preservationists are driving me crazy!!!"
"Bruce, I'll say it once more, if you dare race your lousy car anywhere again, I'll tell Martha to take away your last penny of allowance!"
"What were you thinking, Bruce, such a good spaceship and you had to put a hole in it. We could've had the complete Green Lantern Energy Coating Technology, but now the exterior is damaged, and the system can't start…"
"Look at how you crashed this estate, if Lex sues for compensation, I won't be on your side…"
The chaotic thoughts gave Ron a headache, so he quickly shut off his psychic ability. But at that moment, he suddenly heard a voice say, "I have an idea about how to deal with your brother…"
Ron turned his head and saw only a segment of brainwaves.
He was not human. Martian's psychic ability is like human eyes, more instinctual, so he didn't need to "see" to recognize Charles, but could identify its true form at a glance.
"Who are you?"
"An otherworld visitor, now considered an advisor for the Justice League. My true form is also a psychic ability user, but I'm not here right now. I greet you on his behalf."
Ron licked his dry lips and tried to digest the information in the other's words.
People outside can enjoy the spectacle, but experts understand the crux. The other members of the Justice League at most found Charles a bit eerie, but Ron's perception of this brainwave was like seeing a ghost alive.
Even scarier, it was just a segment of brainwaves. What on earth was its true form?
Ron couldn't imagine, but he thought it was probably not pretty. To be precise, in Ron's imagination, the figure of Charles Xavier in another great world was almost synonymous with Nya's true form.
He swallowed and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Not long ago, my friend helped me acquire an ability from the Magic Goddess Hecate - personality incubation. I tried it on another sentient being, and the result was pretty good."
Before Charles finished speaking, Ron felt a stream of information being transmitted, which was Charles's experimental case of modifying Apocalypse using the personality incubation ability.
Ron immediately thought it would be better to send Malafax to the Soviet Union to be dissected, and they could dissect him too.
"Coincidentally, before you knocked him out, he had created a false personality of being a Martian Manhunter, very similar to yours. I can modify this personality to be exactly like you and make it the dominant one…"
"Wait," Ron said, "If he becomes the Martian Manhunter, then who am I?"
"You are also the Martian Manhunter. Your memories and personalities will become identical."
"No, this is too ridiculous…" Ron instinctively refused, but he quickly fell silent.
Because that devilish voice whispered in his ear, "The dark moments you experienced will become his memories, and he will feel the same pain as you did."
"This means the evil he committed will be perfectly repaid to him. Don't you think this is the best punishment for him?"