Stepping out of the special prison, the expression on Waller's face disappeared, leaving only her tightly furrowed brows to convey her unsettled inner state.
Martian Manhunter's provocation, though a small matter, highlighted a problem.
That is, relying on the United States' own capabilities, they simply cannot properly handle these damned metahumans, nor can they pose any effective deterrent to them.
Must they agree to the Justice League's demands and hand over the Syndicate criminals for them to guard?
Don't be fooled into thinking that the United States here was severely bullied by the Syndicate; in reality, it was because the people here had a very weak concept of home and country.
When Owlman caused trouble in Gotham, the first reaction of the behind-the-scenes families who controlled the city was not to expel or kill him, but to try to use Owlman's existence to profit themselves.
When the Court of Owls was first established, it not only benefited Owlman but also secretly facilitated the expansion of several other families' power.
However, as Owlman gradually showed a tougher stance, those families gradually became dissatisfied with Owlman's actions.
They hoped Owlman would be their blade, not their "master."
At that time, Owlman, in the identity of Little Thomas Wayne, understood this point and killed fiercely to make these hyenas submit.
But dissatisfaction had already accumulated.
And after Batman arrived in Gotham, those previously suppressed conflicts instantly erupted.
For those capitalists, Owlman was a lunatic, and Batman was also a lunatic, but at least, Batman was not a lunatic who killed indiscriminately, and he seemed to have no intention of ruling Gotham.
So they decisively abandoned Owlman and chose to support Batman.
Before the Joker Gang reappeared in the spotlight of Gotham City, it was these people who secretly contacted Batman and provided weapons and equipment to the Joker Gang.
The firepower Owlman wanted, he couldn't possibly bring it in himself, right?
So as long as one step in these transactions was handed over to others, that person could betray him and collude with the Joker Gang.
Gotham never had loyalty, and this principle, extended to the entire country, even the entire human society, the entire World, is also a universal law.
For the true ruling class within the United States, that is, the giant corporations, the Syndicate was an enlarged version of "Owlman," and the Justice League was "Batman."
They couldn't deal with the Syndicate originally, not only because they feared the metahumans of the Syndicate would retaliate without limits, but more importantly, because with the Syndicate creating fear, the public would forget their exploitation of this World.
This is also why, in a World where "good doesn't overcome evil" 320, a loosely organized country like the United States had not yet disintegrated.
The Syndicate, on the one hand, was creating terror, and on the other hand, was also consolidating the morale of the United States' citizens, making them focus all their attention on metahumans, while ignoring the true masterminds hidden behind this World.
General Ross wouldn't understand this; she simply followed her naive belief that if the Syndicate disappeared, this country, this World, would naturally become better.
When Dane interacted with this little girl, he somehow thought of Diana.
Back in World War I, she must have also held such naive ideas, believing that by eliminating Ares, humanity would naturally return to peace.
Little did she know that what hindered peace was never a single person or organization, but the ubiquitous human nature hidden in everyone's heart.
Waller is now worried that if they stubbornly insist on keeping the Syndicate criminals, they might not only offend the Justice League.
Even if the Justice League really retreated, those Syndicate members who couldn't be contained would surely escape and then plague this World with even greater intensity.
She is now having a headache; on the one hand, she doesn't want things to escalate to that point, and on the other hand, she doesn't want to simply hand over the Syndicate to the Justice League like that.
The thought of so many metahumans being given to the Justice League made her heart bleed.
Even if they were kept for human experimentation, that would be better!
...Just as Amanda Waller was worried about the future of the United States, Mr. Slade Joseph Wilson, the President of this country, also arrived at a supervillain prison.
It was a super prison with a higher defense specification than Martian Manhunter's cell. Not only did it use the strongest metal in this World, but it also had solar lights installed everywhere around the room, ensuring that the place was covered by sunlight 24 hours a day, 360 degrees without blind spots.
In the prison, which was as bright as day, a man was curled up in the center.
He heard a sound and tried to lift his eyelids, which were bloodshot, sending chills down one's spine.
He closed his eyes after just one glance, as if looking for another second would burn him with the ubiquitous sunlight.
"So it's you, Slade. Are you here to mock me?"
It was clear that Ultraman was trying hard to maintain his composure, but his increasingly withered body had long betrayed his outwardly strong but inwardly weak nature.
Wilson strode forward, and his powerful hands instantly grabbed Ultraman from the ground, making him face the surrounding solar lights directly.
Ultraman let out a terrifying scream.
"No--! Let me go!" He shielded his eyes with his arms, trying to block the ubiquitous sunlight, but it was in vain.
"Yes, enjoy them... I prepared these especially for you!" Wilson's face showed a ferocious expression.
Behind him, bodyguards quietly pulled the prison door shut, leaving him a private space.
"Now it's our happy time, do you still remember this eye of mine?"
Wilson shifted his face, as if to look at him with his blind eye.
"This is the mark you left on me. I've always remembered it, you MotherFucker!"
Saying that, Wilson swung a right hook, hitting Ultraman in the jaw, making him dizzy.
The Sun, for Ultraman, was like Kryptonite for Superman; it not only caused him extreme pain but also weakened his abilities.
However, the sunlamps here were not a true yellow sun, so they only greatly weakened Ultraman's abilities, but did not completely strip him of his superpowers.
Even so, Ultraman was knocked to the ground by Wilson's punches, and throughout the beating, Ultraman covered his face, not wanting to see even a hint of the Sun.
And for the first time in a long time, he felt pain from his body.
It had been over twenty years since he landed on Earth from Kryptonian, and he had almost forgotten what pain felt like, and almost forgotten how painful the Sun was.
At this moment, his biggest thought was to escape this hell, and then, kill Wilson!
But not yet, he didn't have that ability now, at least until the man who took Mazahs's power disappeared, he had to endure.
Wilson was just an ordinary person, even if he was well-trained.
Therefore, by the tenth minute of fighting, he was already showing signs of exhaustion.
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