American comics: Because I am Batman

"That's it for now."

The old man closed the book, closed his eyes, and leaned on the sofa, recalling the soul-stirring and touching plot in the book.

"Old man, what are you still doing here?"

A woman walked in hurriedly. She was wearing a black, bat-like uniform and carrying an assault rifle.

"what……"

The old man blinked hard, as if his eyes were a little sore.

"I'm reading a book here, and I just finished it... I have to say, it's really exciting!"

"Father!"

The woman in the bat suit became angry and grabbed the old man, but was unable to pull him up.

"What are you in a hurry?"

The old man stood up slowly and turned around. What he saw was the pure white ceiling and the huge empty space.

This was his base - it had been.

“Those people outside have already broken through the first line of defense, and I guess the temple can’t stop them!

If we escape now, we still have a chance to survive! "

The old man nodded, walked to the wall nearby, and pressed a button.

A row of equipment was slowly pushed out from the wall. There were various high-tech equipment inside, as well as simple-looking swords and shields.

The most eye-catching one is a bat suit.

The only difference between this bat suit and the woman's is that it is generally gray in color. The two bat ears are ridiculously long, like antennas, and the eyes are covered with red chips.

"Old man, even if you come out now, you can't do anything! There is no hope in this world!"

The woman looked at the old man's movements and took a deep breath: "Let's go! Old man!"

"Everywhere I go now is hell, do I still need to go?"

The old man caressed the bat suit through the window as if caressing his lover.

"I can't even give up hope of living, right?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled brightly: "My heart has been dead for a long time.

You go! No need to take me, an old man who has been dead for decades, with you!

You can still live on. As for me, that's it. Let me spend my last days like this. "

The woman lowered her head and looked at her rifle. She seemed to want to take the old man away by force, but in the end she gave up.

There is a very real problem.

She couldn't beat the old man.

"Let's go, if you don't go... ugh!"

The old man shook for a while - it wasn't that his body couldn't hold on any longer, but that the whole room was shaking. Several of the white grids on the ceiling fell off, revealing the light tubes inside.

"The temple has been lost! Time is running out! If you don't leave now, even you won't be able to leave!"

The old man smiled and said to the woman. Looking at his friendly and friendly look, it was completely unexpected that he once wore the bat suit in the window and beat up criminals under the cover of night.

"..."

The woman was silent for a long time, until the room shook violently again, she gritted her teeth, turned around, and left without looking back.

"Ah...that book is all about your deeds. It turns out you have such a glorious past. I always thought you...haha..."

The light bulb fell to the ground with the vibration, and the old man slowly sat on the ground, a little slumped and weakly.

"I really should have known all this earlier! I really should have known all this earlier..."

The old man murmured, and then his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.

No, at the last moment, he seemed to see a smiling face, an extremely weird smiling face.

"what!"

Wayne jumped up from the bed like a spring, frightening even Bruceie who was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

"what happened to you?"

Bruce's tone was rarely concerned: "Did you have a nightmare? Did you dream about that Batman thing?"

Wayne stroked his chest, but he never thought that Bruce would put her hand on his chest at some point.

The two of them were so frightened that they retracted their hands at the same time.

"Yes, it should be that Batman's memory!"

After calming down his emotions, Wayne looked up at the same white ceiling - this place was somewhat similar to the scene in his dream, both were equally empty.

But the scene in the dream is Batman's base in the second part of Nolan's trilogy, and it's almost exactly the same.

This place is much higher, like an underground square.

But this still gave Wayne the illusion that he was still in a dream.

"He is eroding your will? He wants to take over your body?"

Wayne stretched out his palm, spread it out, and then squeezed it tightly: "No, my body has no value worthy of being taken away.

I'm not like you, Brucey. Your knowledge reserve is so huge that it doesn't look like a human being. With your physique, even if you are a woman, you can hang me up and beat me even if I don't have bioelectric technology.

Compared to you, a body like mine has no value at all. "

"Only you can touch those metallic liquids! Only you can touch, dream about that Batman!"

Bruce raised her finger and put it on Wayne's mouth: "This means that even if your body is really that of an ordinary person, he can only take it from you!"

Wayne closed his eyes: "No, I still don't think he wants to take my body.

He may have a bigger plan! "

The book in the dream.

Wayne didn't know what that book was about, but there was no doubt that it was someone Batman cared about very much.

A character who is recorded in a book and can hide the fact that Batman is a hero from ancient times?

There was insufficient information and Wayne couldn't figure it out.

"You seem to want to die more than me."

Brucey took a step back and looked at Wayne: "Aren't you afraid?"

"I believe you."

"Don't use such words to prevaricate me. What exactly do you think?"

Wayne didn't answer, just put on his Batsuit.

Brucey stared at Wayne for a long time, and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by a violent shock.

"What happened?"

Wayne puts on the Bat-hood, and Batman grabs his belt and rushes out.

Water, endless water poured in from the huge gap, and the entire shelter was covered in flashing red light.

The water had already reached Batman's calves, and he shouted for Wonder Boy and Zatanna as he pushed against the current in the aisle.

Then he saw Zatanna being beaten out from the other side of the wall, with scars all over her body.

"Zatanna!"

Batman quickly stepped forward and helped Zatanna up from the water: "Zatanna? Zatanna?"

Zatanna had lost consciousness.

"Wonder Boy? Dane?"

As Batman raised his head and shouted, Wonder Boy and Etrigan were both punched out from the gap created by Zatanna just now.

"Batman?"

Wonder Boy is a demigod, and although he is also covered in scars, he seems to be fine.

"Go! Now! Go!"

The Wonder Boy waved vigorously at Batman, then grabbed the broad-bladed sword in Etrigan's hand and rushed out to the other side of the wall.

The sonic boom from Boy Wonder stung Batman's ears a little.

"Etrigen?"

Carrying Zatanna on his back, Batman grabbed onto Etrigan's green skin, but he pulled away.

"Go! Batman! Our hopes are all on you!"

Etrigen's condition was much worse than that of Wonder Boy, and the green blood on his body was frightening to see.

"We will stop him, you go!"

Etrigen hammered the wall hard, let out a deep breath, and ran towards the other side of the wall.

"Brucy? Brucy?"

With Zatanna on his back, Batman wanted to call Brucey over to check the situation, but Brucey was nowhere to be seen.

Batman, who had a bad premonition, quickly carried Zatanna back to the room, placed her on the bed, and hurried towards the gap just now.

But as soon as he left the room, he found several black water monsters rushing out of the gap.

They are different from the guys Batman dealt with before. The metal on their bodies is more shiny, as if there is water flowing on the surface.

And, they carry guns.

"Shit!"

Batman took action first, fired his grappling gun, grabbed a black water monster, and punched it on the head. As a result, his fist with a red card and a "black bullet" couldn't shake the black water monster. Half a point.

He was kicked hard back into the room by the black water monster.

Then he opened his eyes and saw a white ceiling.

"what happened to you?"

Like a real bat, Brucey, who was hanging upside down from the ceiling, slowly descended and came to Wayne who was sitting up on the bed.

"Are you having a nightmare? Your sleeping appearance is very bad, as if you were drowning!"

"I……"

Wayne couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. He slowly reached out his hand and gently touched Brucie's cheek.

But his hand went through Brucie.

"Huh? What's going on? Brucey?"

"It's your problem! You didn't bring your bioelectrical signaling device, so you can't touch mine.

After all, I am just a remnant of the bio-electromagnetic field.

But the strange thing is, you don’t even have that thing with you, how can you still see me? "

Bruce said, touching her chin and thinking - she is the greatest detective in the world, and she maintains her own curiosity about everything.

"No, if I didn't bring a bioelectrical signaling device, I wouldn't be able to see you! Brucy!"

Wayne narrowed his eyes, then suddenly rolled out of bed, throwing the pure white quilt on Brucey.

Sure enough, the quilt did not go through Brucie, but covered her body.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?"

Brucey slowly took off the quilt.

"I'm not crazy!

Although I don't know whether you are the Scarecrow or the Mad Hatter, you are definitely not Brucie! "

Wayne said as he approached the Bat Belt and took out a dart from inside.

"No, you're crazy! You've seen too many things you shouldn't have seen! Batman!"

"Brucey" looked dazed, as if she was absent-minded, her pupils were dilated, and she approached Wayne.

"That's right, I shouldn't have seen you without the bioelectrical signaling device!

Damn it! Isn't this similar to the trigger from Inception? You have to pay attention to this in the future! "

With that, Wayne threw the dart at Brucey.

But what he didn't expect was that the dart suddenly bypassed "Brucey" and then flew straight towards him.

Just as Wayne was about to dodge, "Brucy" stopped him with a swoop, and then the dart hit him steadily.

Open your eyes and see the white ceiling.

"what happened to you?"

Brucey hung upside down from the ceiling, did not come down, and just tilted her head towards Wayne.

"I had a nightmare..."

Wayne answered truthfully, and then stood up - standing on the bed, looking up at Brucey.

"What? Is there something wrong with my body?"

"Brucey? Did you know? From my visual point of view, your body is looming, a bit transparent!"

"Are you still in a dream? Can't you see clearly?"

Brucy descended from the ceiling angrily, and then got close to Wayne - every time she got closer, a burst of black energy would emit from her body.

When she came to Wayne, she transformed into Batman - with a gray suit and bat ears on her head, she was even taller than Wayne.

"I... let me think about it, should you be that Batman? What should I call you?"

"You should call me...no, I should call you - Alice!"

After that, the Batman punched Wayne in the head.

Wayne completely gave up resistance and made no reaction.

So when he opened his eyes again, his first action was not to look at the ceiling above his head, but to fly to the side, grab the bioelectrical signaling device, and put it on himself.

Now he looks a bit like a cyborg with exposed cables.

"Alice? It's the Mad Hatter!"

Wayne looked around, there was no movement, it was dead silence.

Squinting his eyes, Wayne recalled the Mad Hatter's abilities, but couldn't remember anything.

Moreover, how did he pull himself into this weird matryoshka dream?

However, Wayne is certain of one thing now, that is, the Mad Hatter's target is not him - or that Batman's target is not him.

It's Brucie.

"Brucey!"

After calling out, but receiving no response or seeing any trace of Brucey, Wayne subconsciously fumbled for his Batsuit.

But it felt wrong. The bat suit he touched had a heavy metal feel.

He picked it up and spread it out on the bed. This Bat suit was not his Bat suit at all, but the Batman suit.

Moreover, there is a structure similar to plate armor on it, which looks simple and heavy.

"What is this dream...about?"

Wayne frowned, looking at the red-eyed suit with ridiculously long ears, and then leaned down.

He found something reflected on the red eye chip of this suit.

Then, the bat suit disappeared, replaced by Brucey who was pressed on the bed by him with a cold face.

It was obvious that she was suppressing her anger.

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