"Also, regarding this body, I have a proposal that might be more effective than a black hole," Superman continued.
"Are you familiar with the Phantom Zone? It's a prison on Krypton for serious offenders. According to… according to the records left by my biological father, he theorized it's a rift between the real world and a higher-dimensional world. Time operates differently there than in the real world, and the bodies of those imprisoned there don't age with the passage of time in reality.
So, if Doomsday were sent there, its revival speed would be infinitely prolonged. Moreover, the Phantom Zone is vast, making it difficult to find, which is much better than simply throwing it into some corner of the universe. And I happen to have a Phantom Zone Projector."
Batman hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded at Qingshui.
He agreed to Superman's plan.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" The Flash said with a laugh, holding up a finger.
Having a solution is always a good thing.
"Give me a few minutes."
Superman moved a little further away to ensure he wouldn't be overly affected by the Kryptonite radiation, then shot into the sky.
He was going to fly to the Fortress of Solitude in the Arctic to retrieve the Phantom Zone Projector.
Meanwhile, Qingshui scattered the Kryptonite powder over Doomsday's body and, using coolant and seawater, encased Doomsday in ice, hoping to delay its regeneration as much as possible.
Batman also took out several signal emitters and placed them inside.
If Doomsday were ever brought out of the Phantom Zone, he would know immediately and could prepare.
A few minutes later, Superman descended from the sky, carrying a rectangular device about three meters long and two meters wide, assembled from transparent white crystals.
Many Kryptonian technological creations shared this appearance.
"Shall I begin?" Superman asked, placing the Phantom Zone Projector on the ground.
"Go ahead," Qingshui replied, simultaneously using White Knight to lift the large green block of ice beside them with one hand.
"Okay."
Superman took out a much smaller orange crystal and inserted it into a slot on top of the Phantom Zone Projector.
This was the key to activating the device.
The transparent crystals on the rectangular device now began to rapidly rearrange and grow according to some program, finally forming a slender barrel at the front.
Looking closely, the barrel was composed of small muzzles at various angles.
When Superman pressed his palm onto the crest of the House of El, marked with an S, on the device, blue beams of light shot from the muzzle.
The beams intertwined, eventually forming a translucent vortex.
The closer to the center of the vortex, the less transparent it became, with the very center being a void of strange colors.
Batman observed the scene, unwilling to miss a single detail, while simultaneously sending all the data collected by his suit's sensors back to the Batcave.
"Here it goes!" Qingshui exclaimed, throwing the large ice block containing Doomsday's frozen corpse into the vortex.
The green ice block could be seen drifting erratically within the Phantom Zone.
Superman released his hand and removed the key.
The beams dissipated, and the vortex portal vanished.
The crystal tubes on the Phantom Zone Projector slowly retracted, returning to their original appearance.
"Well, that takes care of that," Barry said, sighing in relief as he watched the portal disappear.
"It's not over yet," Batman said gravely.
"Exactly. There are still many troubles, such as Lex Luthor, some instigators in the military and political circles, and whether the upcoming public opinion will have any impact, if the government will take further action, and so on," Qingshui said, shrugging as he stepped out of White Knight.
He still had scores to settle with a few people.
Batman looked at Qingshui, then at Superman and The Flash.
This time, without the help of the others, it would have been very difficult to resolve the crisis on his own.
Even a slight misstep could have led to extremely dire consequences, having a massive impact on the world.
And Gotham, naturally, would not have been able to escape unscathed.
If they encountered similar challenges in the future, they would definitely need to bring these people together again.
And if an even more terrifying crisis arose, he would need to recruit other powerful individuals.
But they couldn't rely on such a loosely organized method; they needed to form an alliance to maximize their strength.
However, once this alliance is formed, while possessing immense power, it will also pose a threat to this world.
A detailed framework and contingency plan must be established from the very beginning!
Batman's mind raced, but his face remained impassive.
It wasn't time yet; he needed to make more preparations.
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Demon Slayer World.
The brilliant morning sun cast its light from the sky, seemingly heralding the arrival of hope.
Tokyo, St. Luke's International Hospital.
This was Japan's top general hospital, founded in 1902 by an American doctor and missionary named Rudolf Teusler. After introducing European and American diagnostic techniques and equipment, it quickly became the preferred hospital for Japan's upper class and wealthy families in less than ten years.
Whether in the Taisho era or a hundred years later, the obstetrics and gynecology and maternal and infant care here were the best in Japan.
Kocho Shinobu, who was awaiting childbirth, was currently there.
"How is it?"
In the driveway below the hospital, Uesugi Sakaii, dressed in a police uniform, sat by his car, smoking, and asked Qingshui, who had just gotten in.
"Based on the fetus's growth, delivery should be this month."
Qingshui sat down beside Uesugi Sakaii and said.
The latter, with the assistance of the Ubuyashiki Clan's influence, had just been transferred from the Shiga Police Headquarters to Tokyo, effectively becoming the Deputy Superintendent General of the Tokyo Police Headquarters.
The current Superintendent General was set to retire next year, at which point Uesugi Sakaii would be promoted through various maneuvers, becoming Japan's youngest Superintendent General.
In other words, he held significant power now.
"Hmm, I never thought that among our lineage, you'd be the first to have a next generation. My youngest son is only three, after all. And I certainly didn't expect the head of the Demon Slayer Corps to transfer from the Ubuyashiki Clan to our Uesugi Clan. Now, even if I want to advance, I need your help."
Uesugi Sakaii sighed with emotion.
"Life is unpredictable; anything can happen. By the way, the batch of items I asked for…"
"The authorities won't allow non-official violent organizations like yours to possess firearms on a large scale."
"Is that so?"
Qingshui sounded a little regretful.
Currently, the Demon Slayer Corps' combat capabilities against Demons had greatly improved. They could basically ensure that everyone had an Electric Heated Red Blade, a Fluorescent Lamp Flashlight, and two spare batteries.
If they could also be equipped with firearms that used Scarlet Ore Iron as bullets, they would truly be invincible.
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