125. Lincoln March Branch: Batman!

Lincoln March's strength lies in his ability to repair.

He made full use of the secrets of the Court of Owls, and no matter how injured he was, it would not hinder the progress of his attack - according to original expectations, Night Owl's physical strength would gradually be exhausted in such a fight, just like what he did to Batman before, bleeding him bit by bit.

But he forgot one thing, that is, when Batman first fought him, he had far less time to collect information and prepare for the Court of Owls than Nite Owl.

The Night Owl of Universe 3 has become one with the dark side of Gotham, and finding their weaknesses is as easy for him as eating and drinking water.

This bat cave still retains the liquid nitrogen freezing solution used to defend against the last invasion of the claws, but Night Owl does not intend to use it.

That's too slow.

The indicator light on the arm armor flashed several times to show that the charging was complete. He took a few steps back and punched Lincoln March in the abdomen.

Abdomen, neck, and jaw.

From the moment his cold fist first touched the opponent's body, Lincoln's movements became slower than before, like a machine aging at double the speed, revealing more and more flaws.

Lincoln himself was obviously aware of this problem, and he increased the intensity of his attacks in an attempt to end the battle as quickly as possible.

However, Night Owl did not give the opponent a chance to breathe. With the final blow, all the previous points were connected into frozen points.

Lincoln March knocked over the cabinet and fell among a pile of bottles and jars.

——The winner has been decided.

Night Owl deactivated his freezing function and strode towards him. He picked him up and skillfully delivered the final blow: "I've seen many sharp claws, but you're clearly not the best."

Then Night Owl threw him to the ground and locked him in the energy shield.

Aria: ...Forget it, it's not easy.

At least now she and Lincoln March are temporary allies. Aria pulled him over and planned to check Lincoln March's physical condition first.

The surface of the equipment was covered in frost, and when Aria touched it, she felt an extreme coldness, and her hand almost touched the metal surface.

This won’t work, so the farmer looked through his backpack and decided to make a bonfire on the spot after looking at the materials.

I don't know if Night Owl anticipated this, but the energy shield he used to trap the farmer looked more like a giant hamster ball. As soon as Aria formed the bonfire, it said it couldn't be placed there, even after adjusting the angle several times.

...What a sinister conspiracy!

However, Lincoln March couldn't just let it go, otherwise he would have to drag Sleeping Beauty into the fight later.

Aria decided to take his gear off first.

Night Owl did not stop the farmer's intense brainstorming. He was testing the stability of the space-time tunnel, but the noise behind him sounded a bit too intense.

Lincoln March was about to faint, but he pinched himself hard because of the noise and regained consciousness.

His uniform was very good at keeping warm and even better at keeping cold. For a transformed Claw like Lincoln March, continuing to wear the uniform would be about the same as constantly lying in the freezer.

Moreover, from the farmer's perspective, Lincoln March had already been given a freeze debuff that reduced his speed by eight. It would be a shame not to help him after all his hard fighting.

…but that was a bit too much for Lincoln March.

That part wasn't even in his wettest imagination.

As Aria unbuttoned his uniform and reached inside, he thrust forward, struggling like a dying fish... but he couldn't twist the farmer.

The person involved is a little shy, but his opinion doesn't matter.

In order to hold him down, the farmer even moved closer and whispered, "Don't move."

The farmer's good temper often disappeared completely after meeting Lincoln March, and it was not clear whether to say it was his fortune or misfortune.

But Lincoln March was really subdued by this order. If he was considered a living fish before, now Lincoln March could be put directly into the half-price section of the supermarket and sold as a sleeping fish - he became completely obedient, and clearly felt the farmer's hands wandering over his body, taking off all his equipment like scraping the scales of a fish.

Lincoln March comforted himself that at least, at least this time it was to save him, not to get a new set of clothes.

Then the farmer began to take off her own clothes.

Lincoln March's eyes widened. Before he could utter more questions, Aria had already completed the entire process.

——Apart from one set of clothes, she was actually wearing a white T-shirt and brightly patterned shorts.

For some reason, the farmer in flowery shorts seemed even more unfathomable. She took off her suit and slapped it on him like an otherworldly expert.

"Would you like to put it on yourself, or should I help you put it on?"

The farmer must have her reasons for doing this. Since this wasn't the first time Aria had shown off her amazing dressing skills, Lincoln March obediently put on his clothes.

The chill that threatened to overwhelm him was fading, but the urge to tear the Night Owl apart still surged in his chest, but this did not help their current predicament.

From beginning to end, the Night Owl from Earth 3 didn't comment on the interaction between the two. To him, nothing the farmer did was surprising, and the other one—whether as Little Thomas or Lincoln March—was a loser.

In the past, he would have agreed with such a verdict. Of course, there was a huge gap between success and failure that could never be crossed. But now, Lincoln March didn't think so.

Aria took his hand.

She also tried to share her heat with him.

Apart from the series of bad luck that started after his confrontation with Batman, Lincoln March was actually quite successful in venture capital.

He knew very well that it would be difficult to regain the farmer's trust, so he had already thought of several self-torture tricks while serving his sentence in Arkham - but now with the intervention of the Night Owl from the antimatter universe, everything was more real and credible.

From Lincoln March's perspective, he could see the farmer's lips tighten, and she felt his pain, and it made him feel very, very good.

"Aria," Lincoln March said very sadly: "I'm sorry, I should have..." done better.

"laugh."

The damn Night Owl laughed mockingly at this moment, ruthlessly bursting Lincoln's bubble.

Night Owl's Sharp Comment: "Nothing new."

Many people have used this trick on the farmer in order to seek asylum. Although she would go through fire and water every time because of their tears, from the perspective of bystanders, it was indeed another round of performance that was nothing new.

"No quarreling." Aria stood up. Her figure in flowered shorts was so majestic that it sparkled in Lincoln March's eyes.

Ye Xiao laughed again. His smile today was flowing out as if it was free. "No quarrel."

"But I don't think you are qualified to negotiate with me."

Indeed not.

But the farmer actually has a backup plan.

She openly chatted with Lincoln March: "If my ultimate move doesn't work later, can you pretend you've suddenly gone deaf?"

Lincoln nodded. He thought that no matter what Aria did next, he might not be surprised.

But what the farmer is best at is giving you the big one just when you think she has run out of tricks.

The farmer stood up from the energy ball and took a deep breath.

"Bat! Man!"

The farmer's voice was so loud that it echoed around and around in the Batcave, almost overturning Wayne Manor above.

"Help! Ah!"

Lincoln March: ...

…

Nothing happened.

Lincoln March silently raised his hands and covered his ears - he had promised the farmer to pretend nothing happened.

Night Owl's face didn't look very good.

There have been changes to the Batcomputer he controls.

Previously, in order to be able to use the facilities here, Night Owl hacked into the Batcave and kicked out all the authorized persons. It would take time for Batman's minions to hack back in.

However, as long as the authorized person is present and the voiceprint matches, the Batcave system will automatically repair the vulnerability and rebuild it.

The farmer wasn't among the authorized parties, but Batman had a backup plan for her...

Batman has many backup plans, some known to the parties involved, some unknown to the parties involved but available for use when difficulties arise, and some for himself.

——Of course, this also includes the situation where Aria is desperate and goes to the Batcave for help. Although from his previous attempts, it is obvious that the farmer has not even found the way to the Batcave.

Night Owl: ...Ha.

This is the part of the antimatter universe that the Night Owls won't venture into.

After all, the people who are worth his effort will either get nothing but a handful of dust or are not destined to be the same kind of people as him.

As for his fellow criminal syndicate members? Rather than thinking about how to keep them alive in various complex situations, he would rather think about how to politely divide up their power and territory after one of them dies.

It’s just a pity that Batman has been displaced to the antimatter universe and cannot receive the warning sent from the Batcave, otherwise the scene would have been more lively.

…

Someone is trying to remotely control the system, maybe a kid adopted by Batman, or maybe Commissioner Gordon's daughter - it's funny that Gordon is a godfather who can call the wind and rain in his own world, but here he is just a policeman who works diligently to eliminate evil and has a lot of gray hair.

The goddess of fate is always good at plucking the silk threads and fooling all those who think they can defeat her.

But Ye Xiao felt that there was no need to worry about it.

"Let's go." Night Owl controlled the screen on the arm armor, and the energy shield was pulled like a hamster ball to roll towards the transmission channel. Aria's eyes widened, and she spun around as if she was stuffed into a washing machine, and then collided with Lincoln March.

"Hmm."

Lincoln March covered his head. Even in this situation, he still managed to show a smile that was seven parts innocent, two parts apologetic, and one part expectant. His facial control ability was so terrifying: "If you don't mind, maybe it would be better if we hugged..."

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot about you."

Night Owl apologized very insincerely, then he separated the energy shield in the middle and gave each of them a single room.

Lincoln March: ...

The hatred towards Night Owl seems to be stronger than before.

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