Unrighteous
Chapter 3 The Daily Life of the Rebel Army
Bruce slowly woke up on his familiar and dilapidated hard plank bed, and there were still a few traces of pain in his head that could not be shaken off from the sword that had just been pierced through. When you have one more irritable thing on your mind.
"Ahhhhhhh! My luxurious bat cave!"
Bruce lay paralyzed on the bed, howling in his head without any image, feeling like his heart was bleeding.
"My ninety-nine and eighty-one batwings, my one hundred and eight sets of bat armor, my one thousand and one bat grapples, my thirty-six thousand bat marks...my 81 billion assets! "
The more he talked, the more hurt he felt, he felt like a fish stranded on the shore, he couldn't breathe because of the heartache.
"Uh, host."
Zoro cautiously interrupted Bruce's wail.
"Actually, when you left that world, I packed all those things with me."
"what?"
Bruce stopped his meaningless complaints for an instant, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.
"But it can only be stored in the consciousness space, and cannot be taken out for use."
Zoro added shamefully.
"So what do I need them for?"
Bruce dead fisheye.
"Looking happy?"
Zorro was cautious, for fear of being beaten.
"you're right."
Bruce recovered from the blow in no time.
"So please make me happy."
So, for the next hour, Bruce looked at the equipment he used to have in his consciousness space and enjoyed it.
There's no way, he's just such an unpretentious and easy-to-satisfy guy.
After the young man left the space of consciousness, he lay contentedly on the hard bed in reality, recalling the kingsize bed in the space of consciousness just now, he suddenly felt even more sour, and he hurriedly tried to divert his attention.
You can’t talk about a luxury car with a big bed. It’s heartbreaking to mention a hundred assets. If you talk about today’s work or something, it’s just looking for something to do, so there is only...
"Did I read it correctly when I left the world?"
This is what he has been wondering about.
"The lady lord looked at me before I died, and the complicated micro-expression in her eyes, is it sadness?"
Zorro fell silent in the conscious space for an instant, pretending that he didn't exist.
Bruce didn't expect him to answer anything, he raised his hand and touched his cheek narcissistically.
"Sure enough, my handsome face is so intoxicating. You see, even my rival feels sad for killing me with his own hands~"
Zoro endured it, endured it again, and finally swallowed his desire to complain.
"Host, you only have one hour to rest."
"!!!"
Bruce's blue eyes widened in embarrassment.
"I obviously just lay down for less than two hours."
"Have you forgotten your identity?"
Zorro is so helpless.
"Unrighteous Batman has no holidays!"
right……
Bruce quickly completed the whole process of turning off the light cover and falling asleep in three seconds.
what to do?I miss the world of lords even more...
At 03:30 in the morning, Bruce was called up on time by Zorro's "Opera 2" card dolphin sound.
"shit!"
Bruce clutched his fluttering little heart.
"Can't you change the wake-up bell? I dare say that this Vitas is definitely a sound-type supernatural power! Where is he! I will recruit him now, and he will definitely scare the unrighteous Superman to death!"
"Forget it, host."
Zorro poured cold water expressionlessly.
"Since you fell asleep in "Uneasy", your wake-up bell only has "Opera 2" as an option. And, Vitas is not from this world, he is just an ordinary person."
"Okay, I'm immune to everything since you changed the wake-up bell to that mystical song "Good Luck" from the mysterious ancient oriental country, and one day I'll be immune to "Opera 2" too .”
He climbed out of the bed, put on his armor, walked to the door, and the moment he opened the door, he restored his classic noble, glamorous, pure and unaffected serious expression.
"It's great to start a good day at dark."
He complained expressionlessly.
Zorro selectively ignored the complaints he had to say almost every day, and began to report to work.
"The host is going to fight the Injustice Alliance today. According to the script, you need to go to the conference hall to mobilize your old friends before the battle."
"Oh yes, a group of old friends who like to blow up Gotham when they have nothing to do."
Bruce pouted.
"So, the fight is about to start, they should already be waiting for me in the conference hall."
"how can that be possible?"
Zorro spread his hands.
"Gotham people, you know, they are still sleeping now, the host can go to the Batcave to complete the plan to pass the time, about three hours later, they will probably wake up!"
"So why am I waking up so early..."
Bruce is already Buddha.
"In order to maintain the personality, dear~"
OK, you're right, you're awesome.
Three hours is actually not a long time, and the maintenance of the defense system and the sorting out of data have also passed.By the time Bruce finished the work at hand that seemed to keep popping up forever, his old friends—Gotham, the once notorious villains, had washed up and were in the conference hall full of energy. Build up here.
In fact, it was mobilized before the war, but there were not many things that Bruce really needed to do.He only needs to say a few words symbolically, and then wait for the villains to play on their own.
Bruce simply said a few words of timeless chicken soup and walked down from the top, watching the villains prepare themselves there.
Almost all the former villains of Gotham gathered here. The knights and villains who used to be incompatible with each other chose to conduct a short-lived hopeless cooperation that might consume a lifetime for their beloved, depraved and charming city.
"If you are still alive after the war, then I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"
The Freeze Man hugged his beloved Freeze Wood | warehouse, squeezed over from the other end of the venue from a thousand miles away, and yelled at Bruce viciously.
"is it?"
Bruce raised his eyebrows, grabbed the wooden bin in his hand with one hand, adjusted it twice, and threw it back for him.Seeing the frozen man hugging the wooden warehouse in a hurry, Bruce raised one corner of his lips.
"Then you have to live."
Freeze was stunned, and was about to emphasize his importance and the confidence that he would never die like Batman, but found that the person in front of him had long since disappeared without a trace.
Bruce shuttled through the crowd, under the deliberate concealment, no one noticed his whereabouts.
After losing the clown, Harley Quinn is much more normal.Of course, this normal means that she no longer wears a strange makeup and screams pudding pudding everywhere-she changed her name to Ivy.
At this time, she was sitting on the comfortable hanging chair built by Poison Ivy herself, directing the plants, drinking the flower tea brewed by Poison Ivy herself, and playing with the young seedlings that Poison Ivy had just spawned. Sweetly calling Ivy.Eat tofu twice from time to time.And the poison ivy girl Ivy was not only not angry at all, but instead looked enjoying, she reached out to add some water to the other party's teacup, and even bent down to make it easier for the other party to eat tofu...
No, I can't watch it anymore.
Bruce rubbed his sore eyes, feeling that he had been hit ten thousand points.
On the other hand, the atmosphere of other villains is not so good.
The Penguin sat on the steps, tightly clutching his only small umbrella, sulking with himself—most of his property was lost due to the injustice of Superman, and the rest was confiscated by Batman for reasons , now penniless and lifeless.
The Whisperer was not in the mood to comfort him at this time, because the Whisperer himself was also very irritable—in the previous few encounters with the Injustice League, his riddles were all invalid...Nima and the gangsters didn't press Come on, completely ignore his ingenious, Yang Site's riddles, and start hitting him without even listening to what he said, which caught him off guard and ran away with his head in his arms, almost failing to come back.Ahhh, so angry, how can this make him a civilized person? ! !
On the steps directly opposite the Penguin, the Scarecrow maintained the same unlovable expression as the Penguin, and was also sulking at himself.It's not because he was robbed or anything, (in fact, his research results have been robbed by red hoods before the establishment of the Injustice League) but because he didn't have a chance to play-because of his attack The method, covering an area so large that there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, all members of the rebel base, including the villains in Gotham, unanimously voted to ban him from participating in frontal battles, and drove him to the logistics as a pharmacist.
The scarecrow shook the potion bottle in his hand depressedly.Although it is said that gold shines everywhere, but a mere pharmacist is too strict with himself - he can obviously be the leader of the treatment team.
No one will understand the scarecrow's humble team leader's dream. Just to the left of the scarecrow, the double-faced man is arguing happily with himself.Good-natured Inspector Harvey hopes he can defeat the Injustice through his own efforts, while his other half wants to flip a coin to see if he can steal a dread gas from the locked potion store once and for all.
Bruce stood silently behind the two (???), watching the scene of scolding himself and persuading himself speechlessly, silently adding the matter of "adding three more locks to the hangar" to the record Then decided to shift positions.
Then he saw Beth.
At this time, Beth was practicing her back-breaking stunt with a dummy doll, and there was no one within five meters.The sound of the crisp wood tearing made Bruce's spine hurt—although he felt that if Beth used this trick on the unjust Superman, it would only be his own leg bone that would be broken, but... still If you have a dream, how will you know that you are not this material if you don’t try it?
Selectively ignoring the fact that his mobilization didn't seem to be working at all, Bruce walked over to his three sons who stood in the corner.
Since they are also important participants of the Rebel Army, the three of Dick also came to participate in this mobilization meeting. As the only normal people (in fact, they are not so normal), they are incompatible with the atmosphere of the whole venue.
"If you are tired, you can go back to the house to rest for a while. You still have about two hours to rest."
Bruce appeared from behind the three of them like a ghost, scaring Tim who was meditating almost jumping up.
"We're thinking about Damian."
Already accustomed to the adoptive father's characteristic of appearing and disappearing, and imitating it perfectly, Dick's expression remained unchanged.
"The few of us are staying together now. Although the conditions are tough, we feel at ease. Damian must be very lonely working as an undercover agent over there alone?"
"Ha, you'd better worry about yourself, mother bird."
Jason tapped the hood angrily.
"No matter what else to say, the devil boy's material life is definitely richer than yours."
Bruce resisted the desire to nod and sent the children out of the hall.
"Don't think about it, go back."
In the end, he just said it dryly.
In fact, he also misses Damian a little bit. He doesn't know what is going on with that stubborn but extremely attached child. Although the script shows that everything is going well for him there, Bruce, as a father, is still very worried...
Injustice
Damian, who was guessed by everyone, couldn't say anything good or bad at this moment. He was standing by the door of the Injustice League lounge like a sculpture, observing every move of the entire Injustice League.
Different from the bustling pre-war preparations in the rebel base, there is no tension in the Injustice League at this time.
The Flash and the yellowed Green Lantern huddled together in the corner, muttering, neither of them seemed to want to move; the Injustice stayed in her room as usual, never coming out for anything, and she didn't know that everything was going on. what to do.
And the injustice Superman, the general of this war, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window farthest from Damian, so that Damian couldn't see his expression at all.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, in a corner that Damian didn't know, Injustice Superman was receiving a communication from an employee in a secret base that only he knew.
"Boss, Miss Louise said she wants to see you."
A somewhat indistinct voice sounded from the other end of the communicator.
"I remember I said that Louise is dead, and there is no such person as Louise in this world."
The voice of Unrighteous Superman was flat but contained a bloody smell bred on the battlefield.
"Okay, chief."
The trembling voice of the subordinate suppressed came from the other side of the communicator.
"So... do you want to see her?"
"No need."
Injustice Superman turned the device in his hand boredly.
"Remember to tell her that her mission has been completed. If you don't want to really die, don't come out forever. In the future, please don't report to me about her affairs. If she doesn't know her anymore, you know how to deal with it."
After finishing speaking, he directly hung up the communication regardless of the other party's reaction.
13 years...
Injustice Superman raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Thirteen years have passed since Bruce left him to form the Resistance.
Unrighteous Superman didn't expect that his original scene was self-defeating, and instead forced Bruce to be farther away from him.
Yes, the incident that caused the blackening of Superman that shocked the whole world was actually planned by himself.
He loves Bruce so much, but Bruce only cares about his Gotham, and only cares about "games" with Gotham villains, and even chose to leave because of the clown's temporary escape on the night when the two might be together logically. .
Injustice Superman couldn't bear this, so he carefully designed a perfect performance, just to give himself a reason to get rid of those who attracted Bruce's attention, and build the empire he had always wanted before.But he didn't expect Bruce's reaction to be so big, he chose to leave himself and fight against himself.
But that's okay……
Injustice Superman squinted his eyes looking at the direction of the rebel army in the distance.
He will definitely capture Bruce back today, this time Bruce will never escape his control, they will become the king and queen of this world...
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Bruce: Bah~ I didn't expect that, I have a script, and I won today.
Is it a surprise or a surprise to present an unrighteous superman who is black at the beginning?
"Ahhhhhhh! My luxurious bat cave!"
Bruce lay paralyzed on the bed, howling in his head without any image, feeling like his heart was bleeding.
"My ninety-nine and eighty-one batwings, my one hundred and eight sets of bat armor, my one thousand and one bat grapples, my thirty-six thousand bat marks...my 81 billion assets! "
The more he talked, the more hurt he felt, he felt like a fish stranded on the shore, he couldn't breathe because of the heartache.
"Uh, host."
Zoro cautiously interrupted Bruce's wail.
"Actually, when you left that world, I packed all those things with me."
"what?"
Bruce stopped his meaningless complaints for an instant, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.
"But it can only be stored in the consciousness space, and cannot be taken out for use."
Zoro added shamefully.
"So what do I need them for?"
Bruce dead fisheye.
"Looking happy?"
Zorro was cautious, for fear of being beaten.
"you're right."
Bruce recovered from the blow in no time.
"So please make me happy."
So, for the next hour, Bruce looked at the equipment he used to have in his consciousness space and enjoyed it.
There's no way, he's just such an unpretentious and easy-to-satisfy guy.
After the young man left the space of consciousness, he lay contentedly on the hard bed in reality, recalling the kingsize bed in the space of consciousness just now, he suddenly felt even more sour, and he hurriedly tried to divert his attention.
You can’t talk about a luxury car with a big bed. It’s heartbreaking to mention a hundred assets. If you talk about today’s work or something, it’s just looking for something to do, so there is only...
"Did I read it correctly when I left the world?"
This is what he has been wondering about.
"The lady lord looked at me before I died, and the complicated micro-expression in her eyes, is it sadness?"
Zorro fell silent in the conscious space for an instant, pretending that he didn't exist.
Bruce didn't expect him to answer anything, he raised his hand and touched his cheek narcissistically.
"Sure enough, my handsome face is so intoxicating. You see, even my rival feels sad for killing me with his own hands~"
Zoro endured it, endured it again, and finally swallowed his desire to complain.
"Host, you only have one hour to rest."
"!!!"
Bruce's blue eyes widened in embarrassment.
"I obviously just lay down for less than two hours."
"Have you forgotten your identity?"
Zorro is so helpless.
"Unrighteous Batman has no holidays!"
right……
Bruce quickly completed the whole process of turning off the light cover and falling asleep in three seconds.
what to do?I miss the world of lords even more...
At 03:30 in the morning, Bruce was called up on time by Zorro's "Opera 2" card dolphin sound.
"shit!"
Bruce clutched his fluttering little heart.
"Can't you change the wake-up bell? I dare say that this Vitas is definitely a sound-type supernatural power! Where is he! I will recruit him now, and he will definitely scare the unrighteous Superman to death!"
"Forget it, host."
Zorro poured cold water expressionlessly.
"Since you fell asleep in "Uneasy", your wake-up bell only has "Opera 2" as an option. And, Vitas is not from this world, he is just an ordinary person."
"Okay, I'm immune to everything since you changed the wake-up bell to that mystical song "Good Luck" from the mysterious ancient oriental country, and one day I'll be immune to "Opera 2" too .”
He climbed out of the bed, put on his armor, walked to the door, and the moment he opened the door, he restored his classic noble, glamorous, pure and unaffected serious expression.
"It's great to start a good day at dark."
He complained expressionlessly.
Zorro selectively ignored the complaints he had to say almost every day, and began to report to work.
"The host is going to fight the Injustice Alliance today. According to the script, you need to go to the conference hall to mobilize your old friends before the battle."
"Oh yes, a group of old friends who like to blow up Gotham when they have nothing to do."
Bruce pouted.
"So, the fight is about to start, they should already be waiting for me in the conference hall."
"how can that be possible?"
Zorro spread his hands.
"Gotham people, you know, they are still sleeping now, the host can go to the Batcave to complete the plan to pass the time, about three hours later, they will probably wake up!"
"So why am I waking up so early..."
Bruce is already Buddha.
"In order to maintain the personality, dear~"
OK, you're right, you're awesome.
Three hours is actually not a long time, and the maintenance of the defense system and the sorting out of data have also passed.By the time Bruce finished the work at hand that seemed to keep popping up forever, his old friends—Gotham, the once notorious villains, had washed up and were in the conference hall full of energy. Build up here.
In fact, it was mobilized before the war, but there were not many things that Bruce really needed to do.He only needs to say a few words symbolically, and then wait for the villains to play on their own.
Bruce simply said a few words of timeless chicken soup and walked down from the top, watching the villains prepare themselves there.
Almost all the former villains of Gotham gathered here. The knights and villains who used to be incompatible with each other chose to conduct a short-lived hopeless cooperation that might consume a lifetime for their beloved, depraved and charming city.
"If you are still alive after the war, then I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"
The Freeze Man hugged his beloved Freeze Wood | warehouse, squeezed over from the other end of the venue from a thousand miles away, and yelled at Bruce viciously.
"is it?"
Bruce raised his eyebrows, grabbed the wooden bin in his hand with one hand, adjusted it twice, and threw it back for him.Seeing the frozen man hugging the wooden warehouse in a hurry, Bruce raised one corner of his lips.
"Then you have to live."
Freeze was stunned, and was about to emphasize his importance and the confidence that he would never die like Batman, but found that the person in front of him had long since disappeared without a trace.
Bruce shuttled through the crowd, under the deliberate concealment, no one noticed his whereabouts.
After losing the clown, Harley Quinn is much more normal.Of course, this normal means that she no longer wears a strange makeup and screams pudding pudding everywhere-she changed her name to Ivy.
At this time, she was sitting on the comfortable hanging chair built by Poison Ivy herself, directing the plants, drinking the flower tea brewed by Poison Ivy herself, and playing with the young seedlings that Poison Ivy had just spawned. Sweetly calling Ivy.Eat tofu twice from time to time.And the poison ivy girl Ivy was not only not angry at all, but instead looked enjoying, she reached out to add some water to the other party's teacup, and even bent down to make it easier for the other party to eat tofu...
No, I can't watch it anymore.
Bruce rubbed his sore eyes, feeling that he had been hit ten thousand points.
On the other hand, the atmosphere of other villains is not so good.
The Penguin sat on the steps, tightly clutching his only small umbrella, sulking with himself—most of his property was lost due to the injustice of Superman, and the rest was confiscated by Batman for reasons , now penniless and lifeless.
The Whisperer was not in the mood to comfort him at this time, because the Whisperer himself was also very irritable—in the previous few encounters with the Injustice League, his riddles were all invalid...Nima and the gangsters didn't press Come on, completely ignore his ingenious, Yang Site's riddles, and start hitting him without even listening to what he said, which caught him off guard and ran away with his head in his arms, almost failing to come back.Ahhh, so angry, how can this make him a civilized person? ! !
On the steps directly opposite the Penguin, the Scarecrow maintained the same unlovable expression as the Penguin, and was also sulking at himself.It's not because he was robbed or anything, (in fact, his research results have been robbed by red hoods before the establishment of the Injustice League) but because he didn't have a chance to play-because of his attack The method, covering an area so large that there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, all members of the rebel base, including the villains in Gotham, unanimously voted to ban him from participating in frontal battles, and drove him to the logistics as a pharmacist.
The scarecrow shook the potion bottle in his hand depressedly.Although it is said that gold shines everywhere, but a mere pharmacist is too strict with himself - he can obviously be the leader of the treatment team.
No one will understand the scarecrow's humble team leader's dream. Just to the left of the scarecrow, the double-faced man is arguing happily with himself.Good-natured Inspector Harvey hopes he can defeat the Injustice through his own efforts, while his other half wants to flip a coin to see if he can steal a dread gas from the locked potion store once and for all.
Bruce stood silently behind the two (???), watching the scene of scolding himself and persuading himself speechlessly, silently adding the matter of "adding three more locks to the hangar" to the record Then decided to shift positions.
Then he saw Beth.
At this time, Beth was practicing her back-breaking stunt with a dummy doll, and there was no one within five meters.The sound of the crisp wood tearing made Bruce's spine hurt—although he felt that if Beth used this trick on the unjust Superman, it would only be his own leg bone that would be broken, but... still If you have a dream, how will you know that you are not this material if you don’t try it?
Selectively ignoring the fact that his mobilization didn't seem to be working at all, Bruce walked over to his three sons who stood in the corner.
Since they are also important participants of the Rebel Army, the three of Dick also came to participate in this mobilization meeting. As the only normal people (in fact, they are not so normal), they are incompatible with the atmosphere of the whole venue.
"If you are tired, you can go back to the house to rest for a while. You still have about two hours to rest."
Bruce appeared from behind the three of them like a ghost, scaring Tim who was meditating almost jumping up.
"We're thinking about Damian."
Already accustomed to the adoptive father's characteristic of appearing and disappearing, and imitating it perfectly, Dick's expression remained unchanged.
"The few of us are staying together now. Although the conditions are tough, we feel at ease. Damian must be very lonely working as an undercover agent over there alone?"
"Ha, you'd better worry about yourself, mother bird."
Jason tapped the hood angrily.
"No matter what else to say, the devil boy's material life is definitely richer than yours."
Bruce resisted the desire to nod and sent the children out of the hall.
"Don't think about it, go back."
In the end, he just said it dryly.
In fact, he also misses Damian a little bit. He doesn't know what is going on with that stubborn but extremely attached child. Although the script shows that everything is going well for him there, Bruce, as a father, is still very worried...
Injustice
Damian, who was guessed by everyone, couldn't say anything good or bad at this moment. He was standing by the door of the Injustice League lounge like a sculpture, observing every move of the entire Injustice League.
Different from the bustling pre-war preparations in the rebel base, there is no tension in the Injustice League at this time.
The Flash and the yellowed Green Lantern huddled together in the corner, muttering, neither of them seemed to want to move; the Injustice stayed in her room as usual, never coming out for anything, and she didn't know that everything was going on. what to do.
And the injustice Superman, the general of this war, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window farthest from Damian, so that Damian couldn't see his expression at all.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, in a corner that Damian didn't know, Injustice Superman was receiving a communication from an employee in a secret base that only he knew.
"Boss, Miss Louise said she wants to see you."
A somewhat indistinct voice sounded from the other end of the communicator.
"I remember I said that Louise is dead, and there is no such person as Louise in this world."
The voice of Unrighteous Superman was flat but contained a bloody smell bred on the battlefield.
"Okay, chief."
The trembling voice of the subordinate suppressed came from the other side of the communicator.
"So... do you want to see her?"
"No need."
Injustice Superman turned the device in his hand boredly.
"Remember to tell her that her mission has been completed. If you don't want to really die, don't come out forever. In the future, please don't report to me about her affairs. If she doesn't know her anymore, you know how to deal with it."
After finishing speaking, he directly hung up the communication regardless of the other party's reaction.
13 years...
Injustice Superman raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Thirteen years have passed since Bruce left him to form the Resistance.
Unrighteous Superman didn't expect that his original scene was self-defeating, and instead forced Bruce to be farther away from him.
Yes, the incident that caused the blackening of Superman that shocked the whole world was actually planned by himself.
He loves Bruce so much, but Bruce only cares about his Gotham, and only cares about "games" with Gotham villains, and even chose to leave because of the clown's temporary escape on the night when the two might be together logically. .
Injustice Superman couldn't bear this, so he carefully designed a perfect performance, just to give himself a reason to get rid of those who attracted Bruce's attention, and build the empire he had always wanted before.But he didn't expect Bruce's reaction to be so big, he chose to leave himself and fight against himself.
But that's okay……
Injustice Superman squinted his eyes looking at the direction of the rebel army in the distance.
He will definitely capture Bruce back today, this time Bruce will never escape his control, they will become the king and queen of this world...
----------------
Bruce: Bah~ I didn't expect that, I have a script, and I won today.
Is it a surprise or a surprise to present an unrighteous superman who is black at the beginning?
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