Chapter 146 Chapter 146 I can’t think of a title
Connor sat on a chair by the pool, holding his head in his hands. No matter how strong the Kryptonian superpower was, it couldn't suppress the bombardment in his brain. The only word that came out of his lips was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind.
“Why?”
He had already listened to Li Hua, Benjamin and Jason's comprehensive explanations of the whole story of the other universe's Superman not being controlled at all and simply going crazy, so he only had a little doubt left.
"Why is Clark from that universe so... so..."
Connor, his brain sunk, was tongue-tied for a moment, and Li Hua just in time said, "Dian. That guy is a complete lunatic."
But even after committing such a heinous crime, Connor still tried to save his friends and comrades who trusted him and risked their lives to save him. This made Connor want to accuse him:
"Why does that perverted lunatic do that? What right does he have!?"
He played a good hand of cards badly. Such a bright future was trampled upon by this guy himself!
"There are always differences between different parallel universes. Maybe the old guy in one of them is also a born psychopath."
Jason comforted Connor and casually picked up an ice ghost cub, tickling its belly with skillful technique. The giggling cub sprayed a handful of ice mist on Connor's head.
"Will this make your overheated brain feel any better?"
"How can that be enough? With the physical strength of a Kryptonian, Connor might not feel anything right now."
Benjamin asked, pulling the two cubs off his head and shoulders.
"Connor, do you want to cool your head down?"
Connor's hand, which had been pressing on his solar plexus but was unable to help, moved away. "Please."
"I was wondering why the Batman of that universe would go so far as to develop the Doomsday virus."
Tim slowly exhaled a breath of white mist, wrapped his clothes tightly and moved away from Connor, who had a head full of ice.
“But after listening to it, I felt that blues wasn’t extreme enough.”
How can just the Doomsday virus be enough? Anti-Superman armor, kryptonite dust-layered suits, kryptonite of various colors, kryptonite weapons, red sun rays... everything needs to be arranged!
No wonder Jason and the others reacted so strongly when they saw Connor... How could they not react?
With such a high overlap rate, such a horrific world, and such a thrilling escape from death, Tim felt the urge to devise a few backup plans against the Kryptonians. Jason, Li Hua, and Benjamin, as witnesses of this universe, were likely to react to seeing Clark in this universe for a while.
Li Hua noticed that the half-frozen Kryptonian on the pool lounge chair had disappeared: "Where's Connor?"
Tim: "Maybe he heard someone calling for help, or maybe he went to space or the Arctic to calm down."
The impact of that piece of information just now was indeed quite big.
.......
"Long time no see, everyone! It's good to be home."
Dick said this enthusiastically when Benjamin picked him up at Wayne Manor after get off work.
"Thanks Ben for the ride!?"
After dropping the kids off and picking up Dick, Benjamin untransformed and gave Dick a fist bump. "You're welcome, buddy. How's it going lately? Can you handle Bludhaven on your own at night without us?"
"Of course, don't underestimate me," Dick said. "How about you guys? How did you do on the test yesterday?"
Li Hua looked up from the pile of books. "I don't know. I still haven't received a specific score this time. But I guess we all did well. After all, we all made it back alive."
Even if you are physically and mentally healthy, you still have to do your homework.
Dick has keenly noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere under this topic. This feeling is different from the previous time when Li Hua went to AK World and changed his daddy. It is a more heavy atmosphere.
So he didn't pursue the question further: "Guess what? Bruce asked me to cover for him. Do you know what that means?"
"Does this mean Batman will have a pair of exquisite hips and a lively triple and a half spin in the air tonight?"
Facing his very excited elder brother, Jason's heart remained calm, and his eyes were filled with the desire to complete the assignment.
"Warm reminder, you'd better control your peacock-like display tonight. After all, the consequence of your last time using your unique personal signature move to show off is that you're now sitting next to Li Hua doing homework, and you're listed in the same household registration book with us."
Tim used the signature move of the first generation Robin to strip Dick of his vest, and then naturally stripped off Batman's vest, which laid the groundwork for his behavior of going to BOSS Direct Recruitment several years later.
Dick: ".......household registration booklet?"
"...Oh, my bad. I've been living with Li Hua for so long that I forgot that the US doesn't have a household registration system."
Jason slapped his forehead and said.
"Then let me put it another way - the result of your last show of cool was that Bruce had a new son, and successfully put to rest the rumor that he 'liked being the father of a black-haired, blue-eyed little boy.'"
Not only was the case hammered to death, but the rumors even rose to an unprecedented level.
In the eyes of the public, Dick and Jason are both orphans, and there is nothing wrong with being adopted, but Tim had both parents before he was adopted by Bruce.
Although the Drakes are not actually dead now, they just left Gotham and lived in hiding through the witness protection program because of the Penguin's attack, but the public does not know about it.
All they knew was that the Drakes disappeared overnight, and Bruce adopted the Drakes' only son, the sole heir to Drake Enterprises.
This is indeed true, but this information, which omits too much content, is indeed enough to make several seasons or hundreds of episodes of a TV series about the feuds between wealthy families.
It was a truly chaotic time.
Dick coughed lightly and said, "I was just young and didn't pay attention. I will definitely not make such a stupid mistake again."
Tim looked up from his math homework and said, "Don't forget the insoles that make you look like a 6'3" guy, or they'll know Batman's a different guy."
Number 666 helped Li Hua convert the units in his head, saying: [6 feet 3 inches is 190 centimeters, or 1.9 meters.]
That means Dick needs to wear a height-enhancing pad of more than ten centimeters, which is almost the length of an adult's index finger.
Li Hua couldn't help but admire Dick when he saw that he didn't show any pressure at all and was still happily chatting and laughing with Tim Jason.
Is this the professionalism of a professional acrobat and vigilante?
The volunteer police were on duty, and while chatting and laughing, the height of their feet increased by ten centimeters.
If I reveal my true intentions, the system will laugh at me and make a fuss out of nothing.
"My stupid yet adorable brothers, haven't you noticed yet?"
Dick gave a sly smile.
"Tonight I'm Batman, which means I get to drive the Batmobile. Anyone want to take a ride in the Batmobile?"
Jason was blunt: "Can you drive the Batmobile for me?"
"Oh~ Of course not, little Wing. Only Batman can drive the Batmobile."
Dick's smile was kind but malicious, just like the ice cream shop clerk who silently took out an ice cream and ate it after hearing the mother tell the child "the ice cream is sold out", and the older brother or sister who heard his younger brother or sister say he wanted to drive the family car - he really was.
Jason threw his hands behind his head. "I knew it! You're already eager to play Batman in this aspect, aren't you, even before you put on the Batsuit?"
Tim: "Really, Dick?"
Dick beamed as he listened to the replay of his past complaints to Bruce: "Excuse me, boys, but you're not yet 16 years old. That's not enough to get a driver's license in New Jersey."
"But being a vigilante is against the law," Tim argued. "Bruce isn't here, so he won't know if you give it to us secretly."
Dick: "You have a point, but I need to think about it."
"You're at it again," Jason ruthlessly exposed the deception. "Tim, this big blue bird just wants to hear you say good things about him. Don't fall for his tricks!"
Tim: "But that's the Batmobile."
Jason gritted his teeth: "It's just the Batmobile..."
"What about you guys?" Dick cast his gaze towards Li Hua and Benjamin, who were quietly doing their homework at the table. "You haven't ridden in the Batmobile yet, have you? It's super cool!"
"No, thank you. Actually, I've been there before." Li Hua, who had finally finished a problem, lay peacefully on the carpet. "The battle between the Tyrannosaurus and Killer Croc at the top of the Jurassic World left a deep impression on me. I almost vomited in the car."
"After I built the Batmobile ice sculpture last time, I spent a lot of effort to make a 3D water model of the Batmobile. I feel that I have completed the fusion of the Batmobile on the surface level of my soul. I no longer have any worldly desires for it."
Jason and Dick, who had been talking to Li Hua and revising the details of the Batmobile ice sculpture for a long time, looked away.
"I don't need to. My distance and bond with the Batmobile are deeper than anyone else sitting here," Benjamin said. "After all, I've eaten the Batmobile."
On this planet, there is probably no other carbon-based creature that can achieve the same complete carbon-based and alloy life fusion with the Batmobile as Benjamin - referring to the Ice Ghost swallowing the Batmobile in three bites as a meal for pregnant women.
"and......."
Fifteen-year-old Benjamin and his cousin Gwen were not old enough to get a driver's license, so when they were still in Bell City, their nighttime vigilante activities were all driven by their good brother Kevin in his beloved car.
But Kevin's car is often damaged in various unexpected ways. After a long time, Kevin will occasionally complain and grumble about the connection between Benjamin and the damage to his car.
Of course, Kevin only said a few words and drove them out as usual. Benjamin didn't take his good brother's teasing to heart.
But after arriving in this world, I've scrapped the Batmobile once, released Batman and Nightwing's vehicles several times, and recalled the various accidents that happened to my grandfather's old, broken car that could fly into the sky and into the ground, the spaceship that could drill through King Kong, and other vehicles I used to take out when I was a child...
Benjamin didn't know how to describe this situation until he met Li Hua and learned a vocabulary from him.
"I now suspect I'm a bit of a vehicle nemesis."
After hearing Benjamin's concerns, everyone didn't take it seriously.
"As No. 666 put it, I don't ask you to believe in science, but at least believe in math. This is entirely a matter of probability," Li Hua said. "Every time you go out, you're in combat. It's normal for ordinary vehicles on the front lines to be attacked or destroyed. How can this be considered your fault?"
Dick, the only adult, had a loving expression, as if he'd heard something subtle. The reliable adult patted the young man on the shoulder and said soothingly, "Li Hua is right. Ben, take the passenger seat in the Batmobile tonight. The Batmobile and I will crush your concerns with our strength."
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