Bruce Wayne in the soul state stared in amazement at the endless huge super cyberpunk city, as well as the various races and humanoid creatures on the streets. His whole face was filled with immense shock and disbelief.

Because when he originally heard the word Baator Hell, what came to his mind were the gloomy and terrifying scenes described in religious texts.

But I never expected it to be so prosperous, bustling, and noisy, and the level of technology was so advanced.

If you ignore the magical parts, it looks like a futuristic sci-fi world.

The most important thing is that its scale is so huge that it is beyond the limits of human imagination.

Especially the numerous restaurants, bars, nightclubs, casinos and other special service places on the roadside, as well as the groups of unconscious guys coming in and out, and the humanoid creatures standing in the corners selling various addictive drugs, made Bruce Wayne seem to see the shadow of Gotham in the past.

The familiar smell that came to his face even made him feel like a wanderer returning home.

But unlike the chaotic Gotham, everything here seems to be constrained by some powerful force of order.

Even those gray industries and gang members still abide by some basic rules, instead of infiltrating and controlling the government and law enforcement agencies to become the rule makers.

Countless mortal souls who come here live a life of drunkenness and dreams every day, venting and indulging the suppressed desires in their hearts without any scruples.

Gluttony!

Lazy!

greedy!

Indulge!

Hedonism and consumerism are like viruses that erode everyone's thinking and consciousness, along with an endless desire for power and strength.

Bruce Wayne had no idea how to describe what he saw, nor did he know how a megacity with such ambitious plans by ordinary people could maintain orderly operation.

If this thing were placed on Earth, it would inevitably become very chaotic at just one thousandth or even one ten-thousandth of its size.

Administrative and law enforcement agencies will become bloated and inefficient, and various problems, big and small, will emerge one after another.

Criminals will even expand their power by bribing law enforcement officers, and capital will form interest groups to fight each other through money-for-power transactions.

However, these problems that once existed in Gotham are not reflected at all in the huge cyberpunk city today.

The devil's law enforcement agencies and judicial system are still powerful and efficient. Any individual or organization attempting to violate the law will be arrested and tried in a very short time.

The elected parliament and its subordinate bureaucracy are equally vigorous and responsive to all problems within their jurisdiction.

To be honest, Bruce Wayne suddenly felt like he was kind of falling in love with this place.

Because he could foresee that living in such a place would involve encountering exciting and sudden events every day and would never be boring.

"That's right! This is the ninth layer of Baator, an infinite space without boundaries. It is also the kingdom I built and ruled from scratch. How about it, isn't it great?"

Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the old bat's reaction. Standing in front of the French window on the top floor of the Lord's Building in the center of the city, looking down at the shining neon streets that were comparable to light pollution, Bruce Wayne praised generously: "It's more than great, it can be described as a miracle. How on earth do you manage such a large and complex super city?"

Zuo Si smiled and replied, "This brings us to one of the characteristics of Baator: order."

"Lawful?"

There was a hint of doubt in Bruce Wayne's eyes.

"Yes, lawful.

You can understand that any demon born here or other creatures that live here for a long time will inevitably be affected and develop a condition similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

They have a morbid obsession with rules, laws and discipline.

Although they may distort the interpretation of relevant clauses for their own interests, or even exploit loopholes and use them as weapons against their enemies, they will not openly challenge or violate the existing social order.

Quite the opposite!

They will only compete and play games within the framework of the rules.

In particular, the strict hierarchy has led to absolute obedience of subordinates to their superiors, giving the big devils in high positions unimaginable advantages.

Low-level devils can only try their best to please their superiors, demonstrate their work abilities, stand out from their colleagues, gain recognition, and get opportunities for promotion.

In this highly involutionary environment, everything will naturally become very efficient.

Any delay or lack of effort may result in failure to satisfy the boss and lead to demotion.”

Zuo Si patiently explained to the old bat the nature and operating rules of Baator Hell.

“So it’s actually closer to a dictatorship in the guise of a democratic election?”

Bruce Wayne said with a strong sense of uncertainty in his tone.

Zuo Si sneered and shook his head: "No, it's not as simple as you think.

Because the operation of the entire system is extremely complex, and even lawful and good celestial beings from the upper planes are involved, it is difficult to give it a clear definition.

After all, in some communities, there are indeed many groups that tend to be kind.

With the help of celestial beings, they do their best to fight against the evil influence of the hell plane.

Although the final result is often due to being unable to resist the ubiquitous temptation and ultimately falling.

But this possibility and hope still exists, and will continue to attract kind creatures to come and try to make changes.

All mortal souls that arrive here, as long as their degree of depravity reaches a certain limit, will be sent to a torture chamber hidden in the dark for a long period of torture, in which the memories and emotions inside will be completely converted into energy and squeezed out.

In this process, the mortal soul will lose most of its memories and become a hollow shell.

Finally, the body is thrown into the hatching pit and transformed into larvae and the lowest level of devil.

The above are the complete set of operating rules for the ninth level of Baator Hell.

Of course, during the process of degradation, mortal souls can enjoy years, decades, or even hundreds of years of the most extreme pleasures and excitement.

So even if they know what the final result will be, they will not hesitate to invest in it. "

Hearing these creepy words, even Bruce Wayne shuddered involuntarily, and sighed with a wry smile: "Sinking in constant happiness? This is really a temptation that humans cannot refuse..."

As someone who has seen the dark world of Gotham, he is obviously very aware that the instinct of most ordinary people is to escape from pain and pursue happiness.

This is also why anyone who gets addicted to drugs, gambling, or prostitution finds it difficult to quit throughout their life.

Because these things can really make people very happy and very satisfied in the process of stimulating the brain, and can even permanently change the brain, greatly increasing a person's threshold for happiness.

This means that things that make ordinary people happy, such as a hearty meal or an intimate interaction in bed with their partner, cannot cause any ripples in their hearts at all.

Only stronger external stimulation, or even dark, twisted and morbid behavior, can satisfy their increasingly high happiness threshold.

After realizing this, Bruce Wayne finally understood the true meaning of the existence of this huge cyberpunk city in front of him and the terrifying evil nature of Baator Hell.

After a long silence, he could not help but ask, "Then what are you going to do with my soul?"

"It's simple. I plan to turn you into a good helper, a great devil in a unique form. But before that, I need to dig out the dark side of your heart."

As he spoke, Zuo Si turned around and transformed into a big devil, walked closer, and injected his evil power into the depths of his soul.

In just a few seconds, the long-suppressed dark personality in Bruce Wayne began to grow and develop at an extremely fast rate, and began to erode the main personality.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!”

With a scream of pain, he fell to his knees on the ground, with the right half of his face showing a completely different look of hideousness, bloodthirstiness and madness from the left.

Almost at the same time, the depth and evil that emerged from within his soul even caused a slight resonance in the plane of hell.

After all, Batman is not one of those sunny and cheerful superheroes. He has been filled with deep darkness since the moment he was born.

Especially the one in front of him, the more successfully he transformed Gotham before, the darker side in his heart is just as great.

Eventually, the darkness completely engulfed reason and condensed into a concrete personality entity, a bat demon that was about to emerge and roared angrily, representing pure evil and fear.

To be precise, this is the id that constitutes the birth of Batman, an original force that is usually suppressed by both the ego and the superego.

As the power of his ego completely erupted, Bruce Wayne's human body began to distort. A pair of huge bat wings slowly grew out from his back. His body began to stretch, become taller, and stronger. His hands and feet turned into sharp claws. A pair of horns like bat ears grew on his head, and behind his buttocks he had the devil's iconic tail with a poisonous hook.

Finally, the huge bat wings wrapped the entire body to form an airtight cocoon.

A huge amount of hell energy surged in from all directions and was injected into it, helping it complete the most important soul transformation.

Such a drastic change naturally could not be hidden from Asmodeus, who represented the will of the plane.

In less than three or five seconds, the Lord of Hell teleported over with his supreme authority, stared at the huge black cocoon in the room and asked with interest: "My young friend, where did you get such an extremely rare and precious interesting soul?"

"Another universe. How about it, what do you think of its potential?"

Zuo Si stroked his chin and asked casually.

“It’s amazing.

Because a soul like this, which simultaneously contains good and evil, order and chaos, is as dazzling as a jewel in the crown.

Whether it is demons, devils, celestial beings, or gods, they will all want to take it for themselves.

I'd even go to war to get him.

Especially since the mortal in front of him had fought for justice and kindness all his life, and had been trying his best to suppress his darkness and evil throughout his life.

But after death, he completely fell into depravity because he suddenly lost the meaning of persistence.

I was intoxicated by the extreme contrast and the feeling that good deeds were ultimately not rewarded. "

Asmodeus gave a very high evaluation directly.

Not only that, he also used the authority of the Lord of Hell to inject more energy into the transformation of Bruce Wayne.

You have to know that the transformation from a mortal to a devil is not just a change in the body and appearance.

The more energy you gain in this process, the greater the power and potential you will have after you are born.

After finishing all this, the Lord of Hell immediately turned around and looked Zuo Si up and down. After a long while, a strange light flashed in his eyes: "You have become stronger again? What's going on with the power of time and mysterious energy surrounding your body?"

"That's a long story."

Zuo Si blinked mysteriously, but did not intend to explain anything.

"Hahahaha, well, since you want to keep your secret, I won't ask."

Asmodeus obviously sensed the hidden meaning and immediately ended this little test.

As a Lord of Hell with a strong desire for control, although he knew that the young man in front of him would not really threaten his position, he still couldn't help but want to find out the bottom line.

There's no way around it. This is one of the devil's inherent natures - suspicion and jealousy.

Zuo Si also showed enough tolerance and patience in this regard, and bowed to Asmodeus with a smile.

Since both of them were deep-minded and very rational devils, they quickly put this little unpleasantness behind them.

The Lord of Hell, in particular, does not want to lose the most powerful ace salesman in hell, and the share of soul energy he can extract from him every day.

About ten hours later, accompanied by violent squirming inside the cocoon, a huge devil with the characteristics of a humanoid creature and a bat finally broke out of the shell. Its two eyes were completely black without a single bit of white, which made people feel creepy just by looking at it.

"How do you feel now?"

Zuo Si was the first to speak and break the silence.

Bruce Wayne, who had completely transformed into a devil, raised his claw-like hands and clenched them into fists. The corners of his mouth immediately rose wildly and he answered without thinking, "I feel great now! It's as if all the shackles in my heart have been broken, and the true self has been released."

"Congratulations, now you no longer have to worry about the so-called bottom line, and you can do whatever you want."

Zuo Si gave his blessing to the reborn Batman with a faint smile on his face.

Of course, to be more precise, it should be called the Bat Demon.

"Welcome to join the big family of Hell. I hope you can bring more and better evil souls here like your lord."

After saying this, Asmodeus activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

"That's... the Lord of Hell?!"

The bat demon obviously sensed the aura emanating from Asmodeus.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it is him. Since you have completed the transformation into a great devil, I think it is time to send you to your other self."

"Another self?"

The Bat Demon was obviously stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something. The curve of the corners of his mouth suddenly became more exaggerated, as if he had merged with the Joker.

The only difference is that the Joker pursues complete chaos, while he pursues ultimate authority and order.

"Haha, believe me, this will be very, very interesting. After all, there is nothing more interesting than looking at another completely opposite self like looking in the mirror."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Si suddenly made a move without warning and made the newly born Bat Demon into a follower card, then took him and activated the Planeswalker Spark to return to the parallel universe he had created before.

At this moment, the young Barry Allen, who had come back from the dead, has awakened and is sitting there looking up at the sky with a dazed look on his face.

Because after he woke up, he found that not only his good brother left without saying goodbye, but even the old Batman sacrificed his precious life to save him, and the whole world had undergone irreversible changes because of this Kryptonian invasion.

The fear of death and destruction fills everyone's mind. It is easy to open your mobile phone and the Internet to see a lot of discussions about the future of the earth and mankind.

More than 90% of them believe that they should take the initiative to join a relatively friendly and powerful alien civilization and become its vassal.

Although this will result in the loss of autonomy, it can at least ensure the continuation of human civilization, and perhaps even obtain some free scientific and technological assistance, thereby improving the living standards of ordinary people.

Others believe that we should surrender completely to the Kryptonians on Black Zero and let them rule and protect the Earth.

In short, many people are pessimistic about the future of their own civilization after witnessing the terrifying combat power of the Kryptonians and the horrific destruction that can be caused by the World Engine manipulating gravity.

This made the young Barry Allen, who had been killed once by Reverse-Flash, feel at a loss, as if everything he had done was meaningless.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Why don't you go home?"

Zuo Si gently patted the Flash on the shoulder to interrupt his thoughts.

The latter was startled at first, then showed a bitter expression and said: "Thank you, thank you for saving my life and saving the world. Kara has told me everything that happened afterwards."

Zuo Si responded with a smile: “You’re welcome, anyway, I’m not the one who made the real sacrifice.

And if I were you, I would go home right now to report my safety.

You have to know that your parents are still alive. They must be worried if you suddenly disappear for such a long time.

Most importantly, why do you look so downcast?

As Barry Allen, perhaps the only one who grew up in a complete family with both parents still alive, you will have to take on the responsibility of protecting the earth.

Maybe others can be decadent and indulge themselves when they see no hope, but you are not qualified to do so. "

"I'm sorry, I...I just can't adapt to such a change all of a sudden.

You are right, I may be the only superhero in the world now, and I must shoulder my responsibilities.

I can't let Mr. Wayne's sacrifice go to waste, and I can't let anything unexpected happen to my parents again.

After all, like you said, I'm probably the happiest Barry Allen in all the parallel universes, so I have to do better than my other selves."

Just as he was about to embark on his journey home, a black woman with camouflage slowly walked out of the darkness and asked in a slightly puzzled tone: "Sir Soth, is Barry Allen really the last human in the world who possesses superpowers?"

“Maybe, maybe not.

But he is indeed the only one who has the ability to turn the tide when in desperate situations.

Because the speed force he possesses is one of the most powerful rules of power in the universe and can truly create miracles.

I suggest you treat Barry Allen well and provide him with all the resources you can."

Zuo Si gave the answer without even turning his head.

Obviously, this black woman was Amanda Waller who had come as a messenger to make contact not long ago.

"I see. Thank you for your reminder. I will convey these words to the President and Congress verbatim. In addition, regarding the contract, we have already signed it. Please review it."

As she spoke, Amanda Waller waved to the two attendants beside her to spread out the Devil's Contract and display the densely packed signatures at the bottom.

After taking a quick glance, Zuo Si immediately signed his name on the other side.

moment!

卷轴直接冒出一团烈焰开始熊熊燃烧，把周围的所有人吓了一跳。

等整个契约完全烧光只剩下随风飘落的余烬，左思这才开口说道：“契约已经生效了。

从现在开始，你们负责提供灵魂，而我则负责提供保护。

第一步，我会把黑零母舰上的氪星人留下。

如果遇到什么自己解决不了的危险和麻烦，你们可以直接向他们求助。

而且我允许你们派遣科学家去研究氪星人的科技，同时还允许你们使用烁油来提升自身的科技水平。”

“万分感谢。我们会铭记您的慷慨与仁慈，并且发誓永远效忠于您。”

阿曼达·沃勒十分卑微的低下头表达了彻底的臣服。

她很清楚尽管对方没有在名义上统治地球，但实际上却已经是整个世界至高无上的帝王，甚至可以用神明来形容。

毕竟掌握死后的世界和灵魂这两点就足以让还活着的人产生强烈敬畏。

“呵呵，希望如此吧。”

左思不置可否的笑了笑，随后便启动传送魔法来到黑零经过烁油改造强化后的内部空间。

他刚现身，早已等候多时的卡拉便第一时间冲上来索吻，那架势就好像两人已经分隔两地好几年没有见过面了。

可实际上距离上次分别仅仅过去了十几个小时而已。

就这样持续亲热了好几分钟，直至快要有擦枪走火倾向的时候，左思把一根手指按在了氪星少女湿润且略显红肿的嘴唇上，用半开玩笑的语气调侃道：“冷静点，贪婪饥渴的小猫咪，我这次来可是带你离开的。如果现在更一步，那以我们俩的体力恐怕没有几天时间根本结束不了。”

“几天？我觉得我们至少可以持续几个月。”

卡拉故意用一种十分诱惑的动作张开嘴先是用牙齿轻轻咬住指尖，紧跟着用舌头将其裹住吮吸了一下，眼神中透露出赤裸裸毫不掩饰的挑逗。

不过她这种稚嫩拙劣的挑逗对身经百战的左思显然并不起作用，反而还挨了一个脑瓜崩。

“哎呦！干嘛打我？”

氪星少女摸了摸被敲红的脑门像个小女人一样嘟着嘴撒娇。

“几个月？别太高估自己在某些方面的能力，而且我也不可能有那么长的空余时间。”

左思没好气的翻了个白眼，然后以一种十分粗暴霸道的动作用力搂住卡拉的腰。

这个动作瞬间让后者发出一声惊叫，随后心跳加速、浑身瘫软，眼神更是都快要滴出水来了。

但下一秒她就感觉到眼前一花，随后便失去了对周围环境的感知，仿佛被某种隔膜完全包裹起来。

也不知道过了多久。

也许是几秒钟，也许是几分钟……

当氪星少女再次恢复对周围环境感知的时候，突然发现自己已经来到了一座巨大庄园的门口，而且在左思身边也多出了一名身穿黑色西装、满脸都写着沧桑和故事的老男人。

布鲁斯·韦恩？ 出于好奇心的驱使，她忍不住压低声音问了一句：“这里是哪？”

“另外一个平行宇宙蝙蝠侠布鲁斯·韦恩的家。

记住，待会儿如非必要千万别开口说话。

因为你所说的每一个字，都会成为他用来分析和对付你的武器。”

左思郑重其事的发出了警告。

以卡拉的这点可怜智商和情商，实在是太容易被布鲁斯·韦恩玩弄于股掌之上了。

面对蝙蝠侠，段位不够高的人最好的应对方式就是面无表情的一言不发。

“明白，一切都听你的。”

说罢，卡拉挽起左思的胳膊宛如其他热恋中的少女一样，急不可耐的想要向整个世界宣示自己的主权。

就这样大概在门口站了几分钟，管家阿尔弗雷德很快便亲自迎了出来。

正当他想要像平时一样礼貌的打招呼时，微笑突然凝固在脸上，同时声音也仿佛卡住了，整个人愣在原地半天。

原因非常简单！ 他看到了另外一个更加年长、更加成熟的布鲁斯·韦恩。

而且不光是长相，就连气质和行为举止都一模一样。

“好久不见，阿尔弗雷德，你看起来似乎年轻了不少。”

蝙蝠魔用一种久别重逢的语气打了声招呼。

“你……你是谁？”

阿尔弗雷德下意识咽了口唾沫，就连声音都出现了一丝颤抖。

蝙蝠魔则笑着反问道：“怎么，你连我的声音都听不出来了吗？还是说你觉得我是其他什么人伪装的？”

“我的上帝啊！你真是布鲁斯？另外一个布鲁斯？”

老管家的情绪顿时变得激动起来。

他能感觉到，眼前的这个男人就是自家老爷十几年乃至二十几年之后的模样。

绝对不会错的！

“怎么样，阿尔弗雷德，你觉得布鲁斯会喜欢我这次给他带来的惊喜吗？”

左思似笑非笑的插了一句嘴。

老管家这会让完全不知道自己该露出何种表情，一脸哭笑不得的回答道：“别问我，阁下，我也不知道老爷究竟会作何反应。但不管怎么说，能看到另外一个布鲁斯活到了这把年纪，我还是感到了一丝欣慰。至少他没有死在那些疯子和罪犯手中。”

“我觉得你还是你不要高兴太早比较好。

因为这个布鲁斯终其一生都没有结婚成家。

最后一个人孤独的居住在韦恩庄园里过着与世隔绝的老年生活。

不过好消息是，他成功把哥谭变成了世界上最安全的城市之一。”

左思显然知道老管家想要知道那些情况，大概介绍了一下老蝙蝠的生活状态。

听到另外一个布鲁斯终其一生都没能结婚生子组建家庭的时候，阿尔弗雷德明显露出了悲伤和难过的表情，但当得知其达成心愿成功改造哥谭后又瞬间露出了为之感到骄傲跟自豪的神情。

他足足用了一分钟才从剧烈的情绪起伏中恢复过来，单手抚胸略微欠了欠身：“不管怎么说，非常感谢您告诉我这些，甚至还把另外一位布鲁斯带了过来。现在请进吧，我刚准备好了红茶和点心，老爷一个半小时前有事出去了，可能要等会才能回来。”

“没关系，反正我们也不赶时间。”

左思的瞳孔内瞬间浮现出一个像是沙漏形状的东西，紧跟着又迅速消失。

通过时间的力量，他不费吹灰之力就知道这条时间线上的蝙蝠侠是去见刚刚回来的巴里·艾伦了。

毕竟之前开启时空隧道搞出那么大的动静，以这家伙的性格要是不去问个清楚才让人感到奇怪呢。

而且不出意外的话，在返程的途中还会与猫女偶遇，顺便做一些有益身心健康的运动。

自从猫女被兽化诅咒感染之后，这两人玩的一次比一次花、一次比一次狂野。

有好几次布鲁斯·韦恩都是遍体鳞伤回来的。

阿尔弗雷德一度认为自家老爷遭到了某个新反派的袭击。

但后来在蝙蝠车内发现的一条黑色蕾丝短裤和黏糊糊满是破洞的丝袜让他改变了原本的想法，并且不止一次十分隐晦的提醒，虽然人类的XP是自由的，可有时候还是要稍微注意一下尺度，至少不要把自己弄得皮开肉绽浑身是血。

不过这种劝诫对于已经上瘾的蝙蝠侠显然没有半点用处。

尤其是猫女在整个过程中不断从人变成猫人再变回去所带来的刺激，还有那种亢奋时痛并快乐着的抓咬，是任何人类女性都无法给予和满足他的。

就像有句话说的那样，当一个人在某些方面的阈值开始大幅度提高，那往往就意味着心里扭曲和变态的开始。

就在左思坐在韦恩庄园客厅里享受着红茶和点心的时候，远在闪电侠的秘密基地内，巴里·艾伦正在跟布鲁斯讲述自己在消失这段时间里发生的事情。

尤其是关于左思的所作所为、时间悖论，还有那个突然出现又突然消失的逆闪艾尔伯德·斯旺。

等听完所有内容之后，布鲁斯·韦恩这才眉头紧皱的问：“所以是他预判到了你在未来可能会做出的行为，然后开启时空隧道把你丢回到了过去？”

巴里·艾伦仰起头猛灌了一口啤酒，满脸颓废的点了点头：“是的。虽然我也很想把责任推到他的身上，但这件事情无论是否有他参与，我迟早都会犯下同样的错误。他所做的只不过是让这个时间稍微往前提了一点点。”

“可他这样做的意义又是什么？ 按照你的说法，如果所有的一切都恢复原状，那这条多出来的时间线就会因此而消失。

这也就意味着他在那条时间线上所做的一切都毫无意义。”

布鲁斯·韦恩说出了自己内心之中做大的疑惑。

Such completely useless work obviously did not fit his analysis of Zuo Si's character.

In other words, since Zuo Si anticipated what the Flash would do, he should naturally have countermeasures.

So he felt that the timeline should not have been destroyed, at least not completely disappeared as Barry Allen described.

"I'm sorry, my mind is in a mess right now and I can't figure out the reason at all. But I can be sure that the changed past has been restored. The fact that the timeline we are in now has not changed is the best proof."

After saying that, Barry Allen opened another bottle of beer, tilted his head back and started drinking it.

As a speedster, his body can metabolize unlimited amounts of alcohol in a short period of time, so no matter how much he drinks, he will never get drunk.

I have to say, this is indeed a very sad thing.

Because what Barry Allen wants most now is to get drunk so that he can forget everything and start a new life after waking up.

Looking at the young man sitting on the ground in pain, Bruce Wayne slowly stood up, patted the other's shoulder silently, then turned and walked out.

Having witnessed his parents die in front of him, he could understand that kind of despair better than anyone else.

What's more, Barry Allen experienced loss again after losing it and regaining it.

No matter how strong a person is, it will take time to heal the emotional wounds after suffering such a blow twice in a row.

Back in the cab, Bruce Wayne sorted out his thoughts a little and repeatedly used reverse thinking to try to figure out Zuo Si's motives, but in the end he got nothing.

In desperation, he could only start his cool Batfighter and embark on the return journey amid the roar of the engine.

Just as Zuo Si saw in his prediction of the future, on the way home, Batman happened to discover Catwoman who was breaking into a house, and without saying a word he landed and had a conflict with her.

The two men's simple bickering quickly escalated into a fistfight. As the fight went on, their clothes became less and less, and they finally fell onto a bed.

As a result, some forbidden things happened naturally.

Because the process was so wild, the sheets, quilts and pillows were basically torn to pieces when they left, and even the walls and wooden boards at the head of the bed were covered with scratches.

It was not until the late night that Bruce Wayne dragged his tired body back to his secret base, the Batcave.

As he was walking towards the bedroom with his upper body naked and applying medicine to himself, he suddenly noticed that the lights in the living room were on and his old housekeeper was chatting and laughing with someone unknown.

Out of curiosity, he immediately stepped in, and at first sight he noticed the man who looked very similar to him, but just a little older.

Similarly, Batman also saw his past self in this timeline.

moment!

The entire living room fell silent.

"Are you the me from another timeline that Barry Allen mentioned?" Bruce Wayne narrowed his eyes and tested cautiously.

"Yes, that's me. Nice to meet you."

The Bat Demon smiled, nodded, and extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

"Nice to meet you too. So the other timeline isn't really gone, right? I heard you managed to turn Gotham into one of the safest cities in the world."

Bruce Wayne is undoubtedly very interested in his other self.

Apart from anything else, the fact that Gotham was successfully transformed provides a lot of experience to learn from.

After all, in the timeline he is in, although the security situation in Gotham has improved significantly compared to the beginning, corruption, bribery and rampant gangs are still unsolvable problems.

No matter how many people are arrested and thrown into prison, more people will emerge to take over, as if they have formed some kind of symbiotic relationship with the entire city.

“That’s right.

Thanks to Lord Soth's efforts, that timeline was turned into a parallel world.

As for the transformation of Gotham, it actually originated from a riot that swept across Gotham.

It destroyed the government, law enforcement, everything, so the new Gotham is kind of being rebuilt from the ashes.”

The Bat Demon did not have any intention of being proud of himself. Instead, he behaved very humblely, as if he had only played a very insignificant role in the whole thing.

"Destruction? Rebirth!"

Bruce Wayne keenly grasped the two key words and also understood why his other self could successfully transform Gotham.

As the saying goes, without destruction there is no construction.

Only by destroying and ruining everything that was originally there can Gotham be truly reborn from the ashes.

It's a pity that he can't do this, let alone sit idly by and watch those lunatics and criminals do it.

Because many innocent civilians will die tragically in this process.

Fortunately, Bruce Wayne did not dwell on this issue too much, but quickly turned his gaze to Zuo Si, revealing a strong curiosity in his eyes.

"How did you manage to turn a branching timeline into a parallel world?"

"It's simple. I took advantage of the observer effect in quantum mechanics."

Zuo Si gave the answer with a smile.