NovelsAlex Chapter 222 Bruce Wayne Taking Off His Armor
Chapter 222 Bruce Wayne Taking Off His Armor
Chapter 222 Bruce Wayne Taking Off His Armor
"The new world of Gotham..."
Gordon silently recited what Lynn said in his heart: "...has it already arrived..."
Yeah, yeah yeah.
Gordon pursed his lips and shook his head gently, took off his reading glasses, sat on a chair, and rubbed the corners of his eyes lightly.
The new world of Gotham has indeed come a long time ago.
When is it?
Probably, it was four or five years ago.
Once upon a time, when he was a young man, Gotham was another, sad, hopeless, cold.
Gotham at that time was the same as today. The sky was always gray, foggy, and always rainy. Pedestrians walked in a hurry, and everyone had a long face.
Gotham at that time was dominated by gangs.
From the gangsters begging for life in the gutter to the upper-class officials in Gotham, bad guys are everywhere.
Even the police station where Gordon, who is full of justice, works, is full of dirty rats.
At that time, Gordon's temper was still very hot, and he was far from calm. He was always angry, always dared to speak out, and always dared to fight.
It is precisely because of this that he has won the respect of both pros and cons, and also won one: the title of Gotham Fighting King.
During that period, Gordon could not do anything alone.
Later, four or five years ago, he met the most powerful helper in his life.
batman.
A smarter mind, more knowledge, more devotion, more desperation, more ability to fight...
Batman is like an armed, more aggressive and rational version of Gordon, who quickly became the new generation of Gotham fighting king, just replacing Gordon who is getting old and even wearing reading glasses.
It seems... that is, since then, the entire situation in Gotham has changed.
The criminals were wiped out again and again, and came back again and again, becoming crazier, more evil, and more destructive.
Even things like superpowers began to appear in the whole world, including Gotham.
Their crazy counterattack was something Gordon had never encountered when he was young.
Those people seem to simply like to commit crimes and are used to committing crimes. Their attitude towards Batman is always a mystery.
Sometimes they hate him to the bone, and almost every criminal dreams of killing Batman himself.
Sometimes they "worship" Batman crazily, and in a sense regard Batman as a totem.
Gotham isn't Gotham without Batman.
Killed Batman is not Batman.
However, they are still keen to challenge Batman, and fear him.
Batman has become a part of Gotham, synonymous with Gotham, and an important reason why Gotham is what it is today.
All this, Gordon has always known.
The changes in Gotham, to a large extent, began because of Batman.
But, can this be Batman's fault?
Blame him for not paying more?
Blame him for not being able to think of a better way?
Blame him for not becoming a lunatic who sees and kills one?
Don't blame this, the appearance of Lynn is a good proof of the terrible consequences of a Batman who loses his mind.
My God... Gordon couldn't even imagine what would happen if Lynn was more evil.
Fortunately, he is not interested in anything, fortunately, he is afraid of death and timid, fortunately, he is not crazy even more...
"Thanks to Batman for not being crazy, and thanking Lynn for not being too crazy..."
Gordon thought for a while, and he was so scared that he was sweating profusely.
To be honest, if the current Lynn and Batman let Gordon choose one as the savior of Gotham, Gordon will definitely choose Batman, because he has reason to believe that the way Lynn saves Gotham may be to save Gotham. Kill all of them, and then pick up a group of people from somewhere else, or simply blow up Gotham and rebuild it.
Lynn has always had this idea, and this is no joke.
However, at present, Lynn's "self-destruction, mutual perdition" rescue method is indeed the most promising method that may change Gotham.
This is very helpless, which is very frustrating, but Gordon also has to admit that Lynn has a point.
Gordon himself and Batman and Batman's other identity, Bruce Wayne, have tried almost everything, and Gotham hasn't changed much.
As Gordon first thought and recalled, counting from his young age, the crime frequency in Gotham has decreased, but the intensity of the individual has increased linearly.
That's not entirely good news.
Perhaps the only good news in the past five years is the existence of Lynn.
Thankfully, he's just not too interested in anything other than being the direct opposite of Batman and becoming one of Gotham's great villains.
"So, we can only try according to his method. At least, we have already witnessed the worst result, how bad can it be.
Ugh……"
Gordon walked to the window and heaved a long sigh.
I'm already friends with Lynn, so why should I be afraid.
Thinking of this, Gordon walked back to his desk, picked up the phone, and prepared to make a call to Batman to discuss these matters.
With Lynn's style of acting, he certainly didn't have to think about it. This must be something he decided to do on a sudden whim, and he must have never told Batman about it.
"That's right, it's not necessarily where Batman is still fainting."
Pressing the number, just as Gordon started, the phone rang suddenly, and it was Alfred calling.
Pick it up right away.
"Al, what did you get from Lynn's...?"
Gordon gets some uncharacteristic news.
"He's not there?! Impossible, that's Lynn's home, how could someone...
He woke up and left, didn't you receive his call?
Then he's not here...
You got a call from him, but he's not there?
Um, ok, I see. "
Putting down the phone, Gordon patted his forehead with his hands, disbelief written all over his face.
Batman actually disappeared?
Where did he go?
Why……
Gordon thought of Lynn, wouldn't it be Lynn who buried him...
"Shouldn't, shouldn't be, no, no, no... No, I have to call Lynn!"
Batman disappeared, which is a big deal.
........................
Time went back to a few hours ago.
A cold floor is obviously not a good place to sleep, especially if the place is covered with various tree roots.
Batman was frozen awake?
It may also be awakened by pain.
"This fellow Lynn..."
Waking up rubbing his forehead, Batman took a few seconds to recall what happened in the past.
He and Lynn used some kind of earrings to synthesize a person, then defeated the three palace demons, then had a headache, then met Lex Luthor, then went back to the city, then there was a strange riot of ordinary citizens in Gotham, and then he top Fighting with still unhealed injuries and lack of mental strength, then met Lynn, then my head hurt even more, then I was knocked out, and then I was thrown here to wake up, and then my head hurt even more...
"damn it……"
Since the battle with the Sangongmo, he seems to have barely been lying on the bed for two and a half days, and then he had no choice but to return to the rivers and lakes to resolve the disputes in Gotham.
I had just suffered internal and external injuries to my front foot because I joined forces with Lynn to fight against the Three Palace Demon. Later, Lynn beat me up again, the injury was even worse, and I was thrown on the floor to lie down overnight.
To be honest, at this time, whether it's Superman, Wonder Woman, or Martian Manhunter, their injuries may not be as severe as Batman's, but they are all lying down to recuperate, and Batman himself has worked hard again. Bo, was injured again.
And he was beaten by his teammates.
That is to say, Batman's physical fitness is better, he is the chosen one, he is invulnerable to all poisons, and King Kong is not bad.
If it were someone else, he should be dead by now.
Not everyone can be like Lynn, who has more than 30 hidden weapons stuck in his body and insists on going out to find a bicycle to ride like a normal person.
He's mentally ill, that's different~
However, even so, Batman is not having a good time.
His state can really be said to be unprecedentedly poor.
Physical fatigue is secondary, and mental fatigue is the main reason.
He felt like he was about to lose his footing.
……
Just taking off the equipment and bat armor on his body wasted a lot of effort, and now it was daytime, and he couldn't go back to his home wearing these things.
Wearing a thin cotton T-shirt and exercise pants, Bruce Wayne, who took off his Batman armor, rested for a while, and began to try to find some food or drinks at Lynn's house.
Drugs make people feel dependent, Batman rarely uses drugs even when treating wounds, it makes him more familiar and more attuned to the feeling of pain, this familiarity and adaptation may become a decision in a certain battle win or lose stuff.
However, he does not refuse alcohol and tobacco.
This is some kind of kindness and compromise to oneself.
However, what Bruce wants more now is food.
He has never observed Lynn's house carefully. Lynn is his friend, but this friend of his doesn't seem to be very good at inviting others to his house.
Not only do they treat friends around them, in fact, even Lynn himself doesn't live at home very often.
You can see it from the dust on the table.
This place is more like an ancient kingdom invaded by plants than an inhabited villa.
After a brief turn around, Bruce was disappointed.
He never thought that there would be no kitchen in a house where people lived!
There are not even working appliances in this house!
No, it's not just an electrical problem, it has no power at all!
Lynn... he also eats!
Bruce saw it.
He saw the big black cauldron propped up in the middle of the living room, which looked like a big black cauldron for witches, and he also saw the burnt firewood on the floor under the black cauldron.
"OMG..."
Even Bruce, who had seen the big scene, was shocked.
Is this how Lynn lives? !
This is really... energy saving and environmentally friendly.
After finding the pot, Bruce also found other ingredients near the pot.
They all fit nicely on a waist-high shelf.
Based on Bruce's understanding of architecture and the interior design of the same decoration, this place should be the location of a large clock and fireplace...
The clock... may have been set on fire by Lynn.
For some reason, Bruce believed that Lynn could do such a thing.
Of course there are no vegetables here.But they were growing all over Lynn's house.
It's really everywhere, there is a row of tomatoes growing under the window sill, and there are peppers beside it.
There are no electrical appliances or electricity here, but fortunately there is water. After wandering around here, Bruce chose the easiest way to fill his stomach.
Make a pot of vegetable porridge.
The omnipotent Bruce doesn't seem to be a very good kitchen expert, and he made the simple matter of cooking porridge very complicated.
Hands that can manipulate various weapons are not very obedient when cutting vegetables, whether to add salt, how much to add, how much water to put, whether the fire is big or small, these problems are much more complicated than upgrading a generation of armor...
Fortunately, he still ate delicious rice in the end.
Hmm... Cooking porridge is really a technical job...
…………
Maybe it’s because of doing it yourself, maybe it’s because when you are tired and hungry, you can always taste the delicious food. Bruce is very satisfied with this meal, although his meal is only eaten with broken sticks mixed with vegetables. Just white rice.
After obtaining energy supplements from food, Bruce's condition improved a lot.
He is now going back to his home, because according to his estimates, maybe Lin En just forgot him here, and with his character, he might come back again at some point.
Make a call and ask Alfred to pick it up, after all, he is going back now...
"That's right. There is a communication device on the Bat Armor... Sigh..."
It seems that the state is really not very good, he has forgotten about this matter, so that he can go home and eat a normal meal, but he wastes a lot of energy and eats a meal of raw white rice .
In an instant, Bruce felt that what he ate just now seemed not so delicious.
He picked up his helmet. Luckily, although Lynn was crazy, he paid attention and didn't put his fists on his head. He really beat him to death. The helmet was in good condition and all functions could be used.
After a brief chat with Alfred, who was a little excited, he told him that he was at Lynn's house and asked Alfred to come here to pick him up, and Bruce cut off the call.
It would take a while for Al to come, so Bruce, who had been lying down for a while, found a box, packed all his equipment, walked out of Lynn's house with them, and greeted Al.
Anyway, near Lynn's house, it seems that even a bicycle can't get in here now, and it's even more impossible for Al to drive in, so he has to go out no matter what.
The billionaire walked on the road alone with a suitcase in plain clothes and a haggard face. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like he had been kicked out.
Fortunately, there was no one near Lynn's house.
It wasn't until he walked out of the forest near Lynn's house and onto the road that Bruce returned to civilized society and left the virgin forest.
There are not many cars on the road, and this place is relatively remote. However, in Gotham, how come no one knows Bruce.
"Wow! You're Bruce Wayne!"
A car stopped beside Bruce, and a surprised face protruded from the window: "What about billionaire Bruce Wayne... Heh, do you want me to give you a ride?"
"No, thank you for your kindness, but my butler is already on his way."
"Wow, butler."
The middle-aged man kept staring at Bruce Wayne with some elusive expressions on his face.
"Bruce, you're still like this, it's annoying..."
(End of this chapter)