On the Compatibility of Gravity and Gotham

The identity of Superman can't stay here much,? Therefore, he just briefly said a few words to Zhongya Nakahara, and then flew away in a hurry.

After Superman left, Central Plains immediately walked to where Bruce was.

"Mr. Wayne, I'm sorry." He stopped in front of Bruce,? whispered.

There is also a little tension in the Central Plains.In the situation just now, he made a decision on his own, without even considering Bruce's protection of him. Thinking about it now, his actions like that undoubtedly failed Bruce's good intentions.

Bruce looked at the boy standing in front of him with his head bowed, and could almost read his inner thoughts through this sentence.

He remembered what Alfred had said to him after adopting Nakahara Chuya, and hesitated a little.

"You didn't do anything wrong, no need to apologize," he finally said.

Bruce raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Chuya Nakahara's head, but then he thought of something, changed direction, and landed on the other's shoulder.

He remembered Zhong Yuan's resistance to touching his head, so he just patted him on the shoulder.

The warm power passed over, soothed the uneasiness in Nakahara Chuya's heart, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After looking around the surrounding scene, Bruce said to Zhongyuan Zhongya: "This is not suitable for staying for a long time, let's leave first."

Indeed, after the clown made such a fuss, the banquet couldn't go on at all,? The previous atmosphere had completely disappeared, and many people were ready to leave under the turmoil of people's hearts.

Even if there are a few people who don't mind and want to stay, most of them are gone, and there is no point for them to stay.

And the host who held this banquet has long since disappeared. After someone noticed this, the speed of leaving silently accelerated.

And in the case of many precedents, when Bruce left with Nakahara Chuya, it was naturally not so eye-catching.

Before leaving, Bruce glanced casually, and saw a little reporter tidying up his collar in a panic, coming out of a corner, and even a little bit of blue fabric leaked out.

He withdrew his gaze and strode out the door.

When we go back, we need someone to strengthen Arkham's security system.Bruce thought so.

The next day, the incident really hit the headlines of the major newspapers. The words in the reports above were extremely exaggerated. As one of the central figures in the incident, Zhongyuan Zhongye was going to be exaggerated.However, Bruce had people work overnight to suppress it.

Of course, it's not that those newspapers are not allowed to report at all.After all, blind suppression will only bottom out and lead to worse results.

Therefore, in the end, the existence of Chuya in the Central Plains was only brought up in a few strokes, and there was not much talk about it.

The media focused entirely on Bruce Wayne and the Joker, and any one of these two people could produce countless eye-catching reports.

They scrambled to report on this matter, lest they be half a minute late and miss the best time.

After Bruce was sure that the development of the matter was under his control, he didn't pay much attention to it.

He now has another more important thing to do.

What happened at the banquet that day sounded the alarm for Bruce. Nakahara was not an ordinary child. He knew about it from the beginning, but now it seems that he still doesn't know it very deeply.

After careful consideration, Bruce proposed to Zhongya Nakahara to give his ability a formal test.

Although Bruce was calm on the surface, he was already mentally prepared for Chuya Chuya to reject him.

But he didn't expect that almost the second after he said it, Zhong Yuanzhong immediately agreed without hesitation.

This child completely trusts himself.Bruce realizes this belatedly.

He suppressed the emotions in his heart, and took Zhongyuan Zhongya to the underground base, a room where various instruments were stored.

Here, Zhong Yuanzhong also showed his current abilities one by one, the dark red light lingered around him, and the objects he touched also floated around him, up and down.The energy value detected by the instrument is constantly rising.

Bruce frowned, looking at the fuzzy human figure projected on the screen. Unlike normal people, under the detection of the instrument, the Central Plains seemed to be a huge energy cluster, and the internal structure could not be seen at all.

Bruce made a sound, asking Nakahara to put away his abilities.

Zhongyuanzhong also put those floating things back in place.Afterwards, the dark red energy lingering around him was taken back into his body without leaving any trace.

However, the image projected on the screen is still a huge human-shaped energy group, which has not changed much, except that the color of the energy has become slightly lighter.

Next, Bruce carried out various tests on this, and recorded all the data and results one by one.

And Zhong Yuanzhong is also very cooperative. After all, he only has a half-knowledge of his own abilities. In the past, he was only operating according to his body's instincts.

It seemed that something deep had been buried in the past along with his lost memory.

This time Bruce proposed to test his ability, and Nakahara was also looking forward to what results he could get.

The more Bruce recorded, the tighter his brows frowned.

He discovered that the energy in Zhongya's body was much stronger than he had imagined.

Moreover, the fluctuations detected by this energy indicate that it is always in a pseudo-stable state, like a time bomb, which may get out of control at any time.

But when this powerful power is used in the Central Plains, it seems to be extremely docile and shows no sign of losing control.

Bruce speculates that there may be some restrictions, the energy in Chuya Nakahara's body will not be fully released, and the abilities he is showing now are only a small part of it.

Moreover, if Zhongyuan Zhong does not use his ability, and blindly suppresses him in order to hide his special identity, it will only accelerate the imbalance of his power, and it will be counterproductive.

Bruce's brain began to think quickly, and the prototypes of various solutions were presented one by one.

According to various data results, Bruce has also confirmed that Zhong Yuanzhong is definitely not the mutant he thought before.

Before that, he also cooperated with Charles and others to study the genetic map of mutants and their special energy fluctuations.

But at this time, the energy fluctuations displayed in the Central Plains, although somewhat similar to the mutant ability, but as long as you have a deep understanding, you will find that they are completely different.

Bruce became worried. Is it because of such a special ability that the Central Plains will be targeted by those villains?

No, it won't be that simple.He immediately denied his thoughts.

The results of the test were encrypted and saved by Bruce, and he looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was walking down the test platform, and the latter was walking this way.

Bruce projected the solution he just made on the computer screen, and said to Nakahara Zhongya: "According to your own situation, I have made some special training programs, you can take a look."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes immediately fell on it, and after looking at it, he asked hesitantly: "Are these... are I going to finish in the future?"

Bruce said: "These are just the beginning, and the rest of the plan will have to be decided based on your future observations."

He paused and added: "If something is wrong, I will improve it."

Nakahara also looked at Bruce, his cobalt blue eyes were full of determination: "I will do it! Mr. Wayne!"

Bruce seemed to smile slightly.

"You can call me Bruce directly in the future." He said these words inadvertently.

Every time the kid called him "Mr. Wayne," he wanted to say it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked, hesitated for a second, and then responded: "Okay, Wei...Bruce."

As if something had changed slightly.

Arkham Asylum, the deepest prison.

Gotham's most vicious criminals are held here. Many times, the prison guards can't help but wonder, can these criminals really be held here?

However, they didn't dare to delve deeper, fearing that those criminals would really escape, and they would still be the victims.

After the clown escaped from prison a few days ago, he was actually captured by Superman. The news spread throughout Arkham that night, and other people have been discussing this matter for the past two days.

But few people dared to say that in front of the clown.

But they didn't discuss it in front of the clown, it doesn't mean they don't know.

Even without getting out of prison, the clown still taught those people a hard lesson.

He hated that alien from the metropolis for meddling in Gotham's affairs, and this time he interrupted his plan, which simply made his dislike of the other party even higher.

And those who dare to talk about this matter, naturally don't think about it.

The clown was leaning on the assigned bed in his cell, tossing a bright red apple up and down, his eyes revealing a bit of boredom.

The cell was empty, except for a flat bed, there was nothing else.

That apple looks very out of place here, and it feels a bit weird.

How it came about, no one dares to ask.

"Little Pudding - so boring -" A strange female voice came from the opposite cell, she stretched out a hand from the gap in the railing, and greeted the clown.

Her name is Harley Quinn, and she has a close relationship with clowns just by hearing her name.The psychiatrist who once came to treat the clown was finally changed by the clown and became what he is now.

The clown girl's face is also painted with exaggerated clown makeup. She wears high double ponytails and her hair is of a strange color. cheek.

"Pamela was talking to me about that little orange cat again, oh, when is he going to come and play with us?"

The Harley Quinn held her face in her hands, tilted her head to look at the clown, and asked.

The clown caught the apple that fell from mid-air and stopped his previous actions.

He turned his head and revealed a seemingly iconic smile: "Not yet."

He placed the red apple casually on the bed, and beside it, there was a blank page that seemed to be glowing slightly.

I'm having a bit of a headache today, and the writing is extremely confusing, sorry.

OOC is my fault, please pat qwq

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