Chapter 38 Wholesale Parallel World [VIP]

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With the help of Bruce and Bruce, we relocated the coordinates and sent ourselves back.

It wasn't Damian's fault that he traveled to a parallel world. The system said that the main world was in turmoil and changing rapidly, which had some impact on all the worlds.

It's relatively simple for us to just travel to another world. It would be really difficult if there was a world next door that resurrected the clown.

So now we are in a state of...quantum entanglement.

We may be thrown into another world at any time, and people from another world may come to our world at any time.

And everything is random.

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What can we do if everything is random? What can we do about the world's problems? Can Gotham just ignore it? Can Earth just ignore it? Can the universe just ignore it?

All we can do is stay in the Batcave and diligently monitor the world, waiting for this turbulent time to pass.

A burst of blue light exploded, and a majestic and strong Batman, estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall, walked over, revealing Damian's face.

"You're pretty good." A 1.2-meter-tall little boy stood in front of him with his arms folded, a satisfied look in his eyes. He had already seen himself inheriting Batman's cape and ruling Gotham City in the future.

"Wow, it's Big D when he was little!" One, two, three, four children came out from behind Big Damian, their curious eyes rolling around, and they fell to the ground like dumplings, surrounding Damian in a circle.

Xiaojie, Xiaoba, Xiaodi, and Xiaolin are four chirping little birds who have high enthusiasm and expectations for their big brother, the young version of whom they cannot disobey.

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"Little D looks much shorter than me." Xiao Lin, the smallest but tallest, moved his hand from the top of his head to the void above Damian's head.

"Don't comment on someone's height when you first meet them. It's very impolite." Xiaojie glared at Xiaolin, who turned his face away and stuck out his tongue.

"That's nothing. This is Little D, not someone else." Little Di smiled sweetly, tiptoed next to Damian and patted his shoulder. "Drink more milk, Little D. I believe you can grow as tall as Big D."

"Before Dick advises others to drink more milk, why not look at himself first?" Xiaoba shook her head. She stared sharply at Dick, who was estimated to be less than 1.8 meters tall, and predicted pointedly, "Dick will become the shortest among us in the future."

"He is now!" Xiao Lin laughed happily, "And I will be at least 1.8 meters tall in the future!"

"This isn't fair!" Xiao Di's eyes widened. "It must be because my parallel-world self has lowered the upper limit of my future height. I'm sure I can grow to 1.8 meters!"

"Chatting is one thing, but why are you attacking me?" Dick, who had been watching the five little birds huddled together with his heart in his hands, was now melting into a pool of clay in sadness.

"...Looking for death!" Xiaomi, whose height had been stepped on for a long time, had a fierce look in his eyes and drew out his samurai sword.

Tim cheerfully placed his hands behind Xiaomi's back and said innocently, "I also think Dick will be the shortest among us. After all, I'm still growing."

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A large Tim floated past this place dimly, "Ah... Have all four little ghosts grown up? That's great... One handles Wayne Enterprises, one handles the Teen Titans, one handles Gotham, and one handles the Titans... Just right."

He looked at us with satisfaction with a strange smile and took a sip of coffee.

We all felt a deep chill at the same time.

"Is this my future?" Tim sucked his fingers in fear. Overwork and sudden death were waving at him with a sickle.

"Don't be too pessimistic. He is so tired because he only has one brother. But you are different. You have two!" I patted Tim's shoulder.

Tim glanced expectantly at his two older brothers who were both putting their hands in their pockets and whistling.

"These two brothers are worse than not having them! At least Damian next door will help deal with the Wayne Group!"

"Don't look at me, I helped you deal with it, and even got you an AI!"

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The big Damian used his chin to express his headache and helplessness like Batman.

Like a worried hen, he drove the four children back, and the children jumped up and down and made a lot of noise.

The Bruces who were drinking tea peacefully nearby seemed out of place in the peaceful life.

We exchanged information on both sides in a friendly manner.

During this time, the chirping of four little birds was interspersed from time to time.

I felt bad not seeing the grown-up versions of Stephanie and Cass. Big Damian said they were not at the manor, but went shopping in the mall arm in arm.

Unlike the young and vigorous Bruce in our world, the bats in the next world have smoothed out their edges.

At the height of his debut, he was brutally attacked by his own son. Unlike me, who is serious and sweet, Damian is an Augur tyrant who adheres to the Assassin's Creed and draws his sword at the slightest disagreement.

Batman not only has to deal with crazy villains, but also has to be wary of sneak attacks from behind.

By the time Bruce was in a calm mood and ready to deal with everything, he already had Big Damian to help him with night patrols and Big Tim to help him handle things. He only needed to sit there and play with his children, enjoying the happiness of family life with them around him.

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After we reported to the parallel world, Bruce and others also located the coordinates and opened the channel.

Before I could sit down on the chair and drink some water, a blue light flashed by.

Everyone subconsciously paused their actions and stared at the light source.

A little boy with black hair, blue eyes, and about five years old, wearing a small tuxedo, rolled out from the light.

…

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The scene was completely silent; even the sound of the computers in the Batcave seemed particularly harsh.

Everyone's expression was frozen, even the birds forgot to chirp.

“…”

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“…”

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Tim's knuckles turned white, as if he was trying hard to restrain himself from hugging little Bruce right then and there.

Jason's mouth curled up wildly, and he was already thinking about whether he should take out his collection of books to tell little Bruce a bedtime story.

Stephanie has been frantically searching for "How to make a six-year-old like you the most" guide, and her hand speed is comparable to that of fans grabbing rare fan books on ao3.

Cassan had approached quietly, staring at little Bruce with burning eyes, as if trying to judge the angle from which she could hug him.

Barbara picked up a plate of cookies that Ah Fu had prepared for us, and her smile was more amiable, gentle and considerate than ever before.

Dick's whole body was glowing, and the background board behind him even automatically turned on a soft light filter, ready to welcome this "the cutest brother in the world."

Damian - Damian took a deep breath, trying to maintain his calm, trying to show that "I don't care about this matter at all", but his eyes had unconsciously drifted to Bruce for the eight hundredth time.

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I slowly turned to look at Big Damian, and he slowly turned to look at me.

I slowly turned to look at Bruce, and he slowly turned to look at me.

We slowly turned to look at little Bruce.

Little Bruce rubbed his eyes, looked around confusedly, and then -

"Where is this place? Who...are you?"

…………

He is so cute!!!!

We collectively gasped.

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"The god of daddy issues has arrived." Tim covered his heart with his hands, his expression looking like he had suffered a critical hit.

"Calm down." I whispered to everyone, but my own hands had already begun to shake uncontrollably.

Who would have thought that Batman, long known as Gotham's living ATM and a super-savvy child-picker, would actually see a baby version of him?

And it was five-year-old Bruce!

Five-year-old Bruce!

The air froze for three full seconds, and everyone exchanged glances countless times in secret, and then—

I raised my flying sword and kicked the Big Damians from the parallel world next door into the passage. Ignoring their screams and scolding, Barbara quickly closed the passage.

Bruce couldn't bear to watch, so he silently opened the computer and covered his face.

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"Ooooooh—little Bruce—!"

Dick screamed and lunged forward, opening his arms and hugging little Bruce with a clear purpose.

Jason pulled Dick away, a smirk on his face, "Get lost, Dickie Bird, your hands don't deserve to be on such a cute little Bruce."

Tim quickly grabbed Dick's other hand.

"Calm down, Dick!" Tim warned in a low voice. "He must be scared right now!"

"That's right." Jason had already circled around to the other side of little Bruce and casually interrupted, "Do you want to scare him?"

"Get out of the way." Damian snorted coldly and walked forward as a matter of course. "As the only direct heir of the Wayne family, it is most appropriate for me to take care of him."

"Haha." Stephanie and Cassandra looked at each other, then took a step forward inconspicuously, blocking Damian's way.

Barbara adjusted her glasses, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

——In just a few seconds, the Batman family members had quietly formed an encirclement, surrounding little Bruce tightly, like a group of hunters waiting for an opportunity.

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Little Bruce obviously hasn't figured out the situation yet.

He stared blankly at the group of brothers and sisters who were much taller than him in front of him. Especially when these people looked at him with a...strange look, his instinct told him - danger.

So he subconsciously took a step back.

Then the encirclement tightened.

"Don't be afraid, little Bruce." Dick tried to look friendly and gave a harmless smile. "We are your family."

Little Bruce frowned, as if thinking about the truth of this statement.

"What happened to you just now?" Tim squatted down and looked at Bruce at eye level. I swear I heard Tim ask in the gentlest tone of his life, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I..." Little Bruce's eyes flashed. Perhaps Tim's blue eyes, like his own, made him relax his guard. He seemed to be recalling something. "I was reading in the study, and then... there was light, which brought me here."

"Space-time fluctuations," Barbara immediately analyzed. "It seems to be related to the unusual phenomena we've experienced recently."

"In that case..." Jason raised an eyebrow, "Then how long can he stay here?"

"Based on previous phenomena, it should only be about a day." Barbara speculated.

"One day?" Dick's eyes lit up. "Does that mean that for one day, we are his brothers and sisters?"

Everyone was silent for a second, and then an indescribable atmosphere began to spread among them.

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"Ahem..." Tim coughed lightly, "Well... since it's only one day, we must take good care of him, right?"

"That's right." Stephanie nodded. "We need to make little Bruce feel the warmth of family."

"That's reasonable." Kashan spoke rarely.

"Then let me go first." Damian concluded decisively, "After all, I'm his direct descendant—"

"No." Dick stopped him with a smile, "Let me do it."

"Haha." Jason twisted his wrist, "Don't forget, I'm the best at taking care of children in the family."

Haha, Jason, weren't you unwilling to admit that you could take care of children before? Who was it that angrily hung up the phone after we teased him about being like a guardian?

"Stop." Tim raised his hand. "Taking care of children certainly requires a scientific and systematic approach. I'm more suited to—"

"Anyone can take care of him." Barbara pushed her glasses. "But the prerequisite is to get Bruce Jr.'s consent first."

Everyone instantly turned their eyes to little Bruce.

Little Bruce: ...???

He felt like a little mouse being watched by a flock of hungry owls.

No, baby, you are a soft and sweet blueberry mousse!

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"Hey, little Bruce." Dick took the initiative, squatted down and smiled, "Would you like to play with me? I can take you flying."

"Hmph, so childish." Damian scoffed, crossing his arms. "He should get proper combat training, not 'playing'."

"All of you, get out of the way." Jason sighed. "Little Bruce, do you want to try the best donuts? I can take you there."

"Eating too much sweets is not good for you." Tim took out a pile of books. "If you want, I can tell you a detective story."

"Want to see some magic?" Stephanie smiled and showed a deck of cards. "I can even make candy out of you."

"You scared Bruce!" I rolled my eyes and rescued little Bruce from their encirclement. I beat them one by one and made them grimaced.

"Don't pretend, or you'll get hit again." I pulled Bruce over to Alfu. Little Bruce didn't recognize us yet. But luckily, we had Alfu. When he was in front of Alfu, he visibly relaxed.

He even opened his arms obediently and let Alfred carry him out of the Batcave! After all, it was time for all good kids to go to bed.

I scanned the surroundings with my sharp eyes.

They quickly turned into clouds of birds and beasts and dispersed.

I looked at Bruce, who was quietly revealing his eyes. Those blue eyes met mine and trembled for a moment before quietly moving downwards and hiding behind the screen.

Seriously, Bruce too, doesn't he know how to protect himself?!

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Little Bruce must be scared of coming to a strange environment, so let me and Afu sleep with him today.

Hey, what's a good bedtime story for him? Does he like adventure stories or detective stories? Or maybe "Xiao Lin's Legend of Immortal Cultivation"?