The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 1703 Bruce Wayne and the Prisoner of the Batcave (12)

The Robins were shocked when little Bruce appeared in front of them, and Harley took the time to explain to them: This is Bruce Wayne from another world, uh, of course he's still young, and he's not Batman yet. , but has the potential.

Ye Yi walked over and patted little Bruce on the head, then looked at his pale face with concern, and said, What's the matter? Could he be injured?

Seeing the clown who followed, Ye Yi immediately took a few steps back vigilantly. He blocked little Bruce behind him, and was about to ask the clown if he abused little Bruce, but Harley said from behind, He committed suicide by himself. To respond to the Outer God, the brain was eroded by the pile of taboo knowledge, now it’s all right, I can’t even speak clearly.”

But little Bruce ignored Harry's mocking attitude, he still followed his instinct and walked to Harry's side in a daze, picked up the printed materials from the table, and looked at them hungrily.

Guess what he will turn into? The clown said with a smile, I'm looking forward to the hatching results.

No one paid any attention to him, mainly because a new round of information came from the opposite universe, this time it was even more outrageous.

In response to Reed's conjecture, many top scientists began to study the possibility of this alloy, but first they needed the opposite universe to cooperate with them to complete a series of detection experiments.

Except for Harley, who was acting as a fax machine, Little Bruce, who was absorbing knowledge, and the clown who was squatting in the corner to watch, the two sets of Robin were completely involved in a large number of experiments, sampling and testing, recording data, analyzing data, passing data, and then Continue to test according to the requirements of the opposite side, and then summarize the data to draw a conclusion.

This step alone took three full days, and it took three shifts without sleep, and there were people conducting experiments at any time for three days. The number of test reports finally obtained was as large as a mountain, and everyone could be buried in it.

However, the top scientists represented by Reed did get the results they wanted. The difference in the separation properties and arrangement performance of the molecular structure presented in the material testing shows that Reed's assumptions are extremely valid. Might be true.

In this case, they can conduct a series of conduction experiments on the properties of this material, find an optimal way to stimulate all properties, and then analyze the practical significance of its function.

After conducting a series of experiments including magic energy infusion, rune etching, etc., many scientists found that the changes in the properties of materials brought about by most excitation methods were not obvious enough.

Could it be that the greatest property of this material is the anti-gravity absorption of magic and the generation of radiation? Bruce Banner frowned and looked at the series of information on the big screen and said, We have conducted so many tests, but we can't do it again. Find out what else it does.

To be honest, it's amazing enough. Spider-Man said with his hands on his hips: The anti-gravity alone has already provided a unique advantage, so there shouldn't be any other strange effects, right?

But the three recognized geniuses in the conference room, namely Reed, Doctor Doom and Tony Stark, all have different views on this.

The more this is the case, the more I feel that there must be something behind the darkness. Reid's tone rarely became a little gentle, as if he had been inspired by God, and said: Something XZ needs a certain amount of energy behind the stable dark traits. Conditions can be triggered, it must be... must be...

It must be related to the purpose of these people. Stark continued, with a painful expression on his face, obviously exhausting his inspiration to make a judgment like revelation: They will not treat you for no reason. This city attacked, and they did so, which proves that this city must be affected, but it is not just to make the people here crazy, maybe it will also be...

...Using madness. Dum's tone was still low, but what he said was intermittent, without the usual rigorous logic at all, like telling a fairy tale: They want to use madness to drive something crazy, and then let him ……let him……

Dum couldn't continue talking, and then there was a long silence in the conference hall. The inspiration that exhausted the three geniuses of the earth can only guess at this step. The information they have is too little, even at this step. It already seems to be a subjective judgment that is completely divorced from reality.

The three of them felt great pain at the same time, because they knew that they were only a little short of inspiration, they were completely able to touch the truth, but they were just a little short of the last spark.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred on the screen, and Bruce, who had caught up with the progress of the experiment at a crazy reading speed, sat there blankly for a few hours, and suddenly jumped up like crazy.

He knocked away Jason who was sitting in front of the test bench and Red Robin who was standing next to him, and rushed towards the sample placed in the cover of the test bench, which was a small fragment of a metal window frame.

Little Bruce stretched out his hand, smashed the cover violently with a force he shouldn't have, picked up a piece of it, and swiped towards his palm.

Blood gushed out immediately and dripped on the section of the sample. Everyone was rushing towards him, but little Bruce looked at Constantine suddenly with those blue eyes.

Constantine froze for a moment, he didn't hear Bruce Jr. say anything, but he was sure that Bruce Jr. was asking him to turn on his magic vision.

He felt some kind of horror lingering, so he almost didn't pause, opened his magic vision in an instant, and then yelled at everyone: Don't move, it's glowing!

Little Bruce let out a painful groan, and sat down with his back against the experimental table, as if he had lost consciousness, while Constantine immediately gave everyone magical vision.

Everyone in the S.H.I.E.L.D. conference hall watched this astonishing accident, and then saw endless darkness at the moment when the magic vision came.

It was a kind of light, but it was darkness, and it was felt to radiate like light, but it radiated completely lightless darkness, like a shattered black hole.

Door……

Little Bruce uttered a word vaguely, Red Robin hurriedly knelt down and hugged him, and then he heard little Bruce whisper another word in his ear: Key...

The final inspiration came.

Stark yells, Someone wants to open a door in Gotham - Batman is the key!!!

After Harley recounted this, it was the Joker who screamed first, scratching his face with his pale fingers as if feeling something, and said, No! No! Damn it! These stupid, Dirty...how dare they...they just don't understand...

Then he said in an extremely harsh tone: Batman's darkness is definitely not a tool given by man!!! They all deserve to die! They all deserve to die!!!!

Red Robin was confused by this series of accidents, and he didn't realize what was going on for a while, but the little Bruce in his arms had already broken free from his restraint with amazing force, and flung himself back to the stage again up, clutching the metal shard with bleeding hands.

Little Bruce looked down at it.

At that moment, the unearthly inspired vision given to him by countless forbidden knowledge, the keen hearing brought by the chaotic and terrifying whispers in his brain, and the sublime sensibility provided by his seals combined into one——

He lowered his head and stared into the abyss.

In the next second, Bruce Jr.'s vision was wrapped in endless darkness. He felt that his consciousness traveled through time and space, and finally penetrated the solid surface that ordinary people could not penetrate, and fell into the abyss.

And when he opened his eyes again in the dense darkness, he saw... a huge dragon.

Stupid. Strange in front of the screen commented watching Bruce Jr.'s movements. He said, That kind of darkness obviously comes from a creature whose specification is much higher than his. It's not a joke that gods can't look directly at you. When you see a god, you are marked by him.

But at this moment, Schiller showed a smile, and everyone's eyes turned to him again. Strange suddenly felt familiar, so he stared at Schiller and said, It won't be you again...

It's just a plan. Schiller stood up and stretched, and then realized that his suit was hindering his movements. Strange raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, and shouted: Greed?

Schiller nodded, yawned again, and said, It took me a while to, uh, literary parlance is staring into the abyss, but the better term is an updated version.

Schiller sits back down, takes one look at Bruce, and says, I think you'll remember that the Pride and the Joker have merged, or there was only one Pride, cut up and then put back together.

Bruce nodded, signaling that he remembered the experience, and Greed went on to say, It's not entirely a bad thing, it's from the Joker's insane intelligence that attached him to Gotham's version of darkness, which is the version that fits him into this universe. Update, he has already done it.

So, you just updated recently? Strange asked with some doubts, Then what did you update?

Remember the genius-like inspiration and wisdom that Batman and Stark combined left me? At that time, I was able to break through the limitations of autism and learn things that I couldn't concentrate on learning. This is what I updated .”

So you are also a science genius now?

The point of this sentence is to break through the limitations of autism's concentration. Schiller shrugged slightly and said: For a long time, I can only concentrate on learning a certain aspect of knowledge, and I have no knowledge of other aspects. Not paying attention is not absorbing at all, but now in a way, this limitation has been broken a little bit.

What did you study? Mathematics and physics? Strange asked.

I have learned... the knowledge of Outer Gods. Schiller showed a big smile.

Constantine almost spit out a mouthful of water. He opened his mouth and closed it again, before saying, I'm glad your first choice was the occult, but honestly it's not necessary.

But Schiller still smiled and said, If I don't learn this, how can I set a big alarm for some dark culprit in Gotham?

At this moment, in a certain completely dark space, when the dense darkness was about to swallow little Bruce, some kind of weird and terrifying whispers surrounded him, which was the old mark left by Nyarlathotep on him.

The marks of the Outer Gods and the erosion of the power of darkness stalemate after the initial collision. As Nyarlathotep paid attention to this place, Bruce Jr. instinctively chanted the taboo knowledge brought by the terrifying whispers, that crazy Whispers began to fill the space.

As the whispers grew louder, a pair of closed huge vertical pupils slowly opened, and complex emotions flashed through with doubts. In summary, it was - what b movement is this? ! !

Alarm Fairy Schiller

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