manynovel Chapter 606 The 5-Dimensional Little Devil and the Bat Mite
Chapter 606 The 5-Dimensional Little Devil and the Bat Mite
Chapter 606 The Five-Dimensional Little Devil and the Bat Mite
Within the spirit of metal.
A large number of Bruces were housed inside temporary buildings constructed of metal.
There is no day or night here. Each Bruce is suspended in mid-air in one huge, transparent cage after another. Each of them has enough space to enjoy, and they even have their own private room to use the toilet. They can also play basketball, exercise, or even play games at any time through the passage next to their transparent cells. This is by no means an inhumane form of imprisonment.
Even so, the long period of imprisonment had already made the group of Bruces extremely irritable.
Batman Dragon rescued them from the Batman Who Laughs's cave. Although he said he would send them back to their own universe, he has not done so and still keeps them in the Metal Spirit and takes them around.
Despite this, they still couldn't leave, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up, knock on the door, or say a few curses.
This wasn't just because the injuries they sustained from being abused by the Batman Who Laughs hadn't healed, but more so because Batman Dragon took meticulous care of them.
—This is certainly not because Chen Tao gave them some kind of anesthetic or poison that made it difficult for them to distinguish whether their injuries prevented them from moving or whether the anesthesia made it difficult for them not to think about those things!
But all in all, it's mealtime again.
"Good afternoon, fellow Bruces. It's lunchtime again, the happiest time of the day."
"It's already noon! Our timeline is completely messed up." Bruce, a bearded man, rubbed his stomach on the bed. "What do you think that Batman Dragon, who's different from the Batman Who Laughs, is planning to do? He's kept us trapped for half a month."
"Half a month? Not that long." A younger, skinny Bruce mocked, "You're the worst Bruce I've ever seen. You haven't even learned how to keep track of time. Didn't Rayleigh Augu (the Ninja Master, leader of the League of Shadows, and Batman's mentor) give you any torture training?"
"So, approximately how much time has passed?"
The skinny Batman calculated for a moment, then said, "4 days and 9 hours."
"You miscalculated." A slightly stronger Batman next to him shook his head slightly. "You can't calculate it by the time the lights are turned on and off. I've stayed up two nights in a row, and each time he turned off the lights for longer periods of time. So time is silently being taken away while we're sleeping. We've been trapped for 5 days."
"Whatever, that's why I don't understand," the pot-bellied Bruce shouted.
He appeared more casual and unprofessional than those Bruce Wayne actors in Batman costumes; in his transparent room, a Batman costume was carelessly tossed aside in a corner.
"I'm not some damn Batman at all. I was doing my job perfectly fine at City Hall when that madman brought me there and tortured me in every way possible, and then another madman..."
Everyone ignored his screams, while the loudspeaker continued to blare outside their transparent room.
"...I sincerely hope that all of you Bruces deeply and clearly understand how important it is for Batman to keep secrets before his plans are launched. To ensure the plan's successful completion, and to ensure that the secrets are not leaked in any way, my dear Bruces, you should be able to understand..."
"This damn thing plays every day, when is it ever going to end?"
Some Batmen complained loudly, but soon, their damn nonsense was finally over, and they disappeared into the transparent cages. One after another, miniature Batmen, whether holographic heads or nanobots, flew to the transparent cages carrying trays of food, passing the food through the cages to Bruce inside.
Each of them said as they handed out the food, "Dear Bruce, bat mites at your service."
"Hey, bat mites!" Some of the Bruces weren't giving up. They ran to the edge of the transparent room and shouted at the bat mites through the screen, "Come here! When can we get out?"
"I'm here honey."
The bat-mite robot heard Bruce's call, and after delivering the food, it flew to his side and asked, "Do you need human customer service?"
"need!"
"It's no use, we've tried many times." Bruce mocked Bruce, who had summoned the bat mite.
But Bruce is still stubbornly trying.
"Your information is currently in the queue. You are expected to be able to connect with a live customer service representative in about 20 minutes."
The bat mite tilted its head, and then an hourglass appeared on its head.
More than 20 minutes later.
"Bat mite, I'm in line."
"There seems to be a problem with the network. Let's check the network."
"What about human customer service?"
"Press 1 if you need human customer service."
"1".
"The call has been disconnected."
"***, I need human customer service! You damn robot!"
"Dear customer, your bat mite is currently in the queue. You are expected to be able to connect with a live customer service representative in about 20 minutes."
"I'll fuck your mother, I'll fuck your father, I'll fuck your grandmother, you motherfucker..." Bruce's furious voice echoed in his transparent room.
"It's so pitiful. He still can't accept the reality and is going crazy."
"Yeah, he's the most stubborn guy around here named Bruce Wayne, he's practically a celebrity."
Chen Tao designed the entire system to incite their emotions, and through this despicable method, most of the Bruces were driven to the brink of ecstasy.
What no one noticed was that, because Chen Tao called the only nanobots Bruce could come into contact with "bat mites," all the Bruces had deeply memorized the name "bat mites" over the past six days.
And through being teased and played with by the other party time and time again, they accumulated a lot of emotions towards bat mites.
Look, Blue Lantern, who thought he could get out.
The anger of being tricked, the red light.
The willpower to calculate time, green light.
Fear of not being able to get out, yellow light.
Trapped here, she yearns for her family and loves the Purple Lantern.
Pity the other idiot Bruce who actually tried to talk to the bat mite, Green Lantern.
Trying to ask the bat mite robot again, greedily hoping to get an answer, Orange Light.
This covers the entire seven-color emotional spectrum. At most, there might be two that don't have enough energy, but that's not a big deal, as long as they're there.
All these emotions were transformed into directional emotional spectrum energy by the lamp rings hidden in the base beneath each transparent room. They then converged into a furnace built by Chen Tao beneath this "Bruce Community," where they were perfectly and slowly smelted using technology from the first Lamp Knight.
This contains countless treasures accumulated by Bruce Wayne, a whole furnace of deep and profound emotions towards the mischievous, five-dimensional little devil, the "Bat Mite"...
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Dawn was approaching.
In a dark multiverse.
As many have imagined, murder, horrific death, a vicious catastrophe, a devastating cosmic collapse unfolded here.
A dark multiverse that had barely held on for so long was finally on the verge of collapse. A monster destined to destroy its own world was now adorned in royal robes, a sight that seemed commonplace...
They wantonly slaughtered living beings.
As the boy, carrying the jetpack he'd stolen from Adam Warrior, slowly landed on the ground, he felt the attention of even more people. They watched him, the little bird, see him building a nest behind the window, and how hungry he was.
King Robin landed on the ground. To his right were the corpses of Hawkgirl and Hawkman, and to his left were the dead Adam Warrior and Firestorm.
He raised his foot and kicked out so hard that Firestorm's head rolled wildly on the ground.
The boy laughed loudly, so loudly that his throat ached, so that they could all hear him. He mocked the heroes, calling them cowards and superstitious people, all of them.
He proclaimed his name to all, King Robin, a king of torment who represents nightmares and death, a born villain, the purest evil of a child.
His sensors beeped; something huge and powerful was approaching at incredible speed. Superman was coming, and Wonder Woman was too.
But just then, a shadow fell over the alley where he was standing.
When King Robin turned around, he saw that laughing face.
"And who are you?"
Then the boy heard the person's voice.
"Someone who cares, someone who is willing to tell you the truth."
King Robin looked up and saw the Batman Who Laughs standing before him, making a slight bow: "I am the Batman Who Laughs, my dear little man, in this world you dance and leap about... There is no truly grand plan in the great Barbatos's scheme."
"This is just one of the Earths that can be used for some kind of amusement. It can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist. It won't last. It's not real."
"What do you mean by being erased with a mere wave of the hand? But to me, it all feels incredibly real, and to the heroes who died at my feet it feels incredibly real too."
King Robin heard the Batman Who Laughs whisper to him:
"I know all of this is confusing, but you, my child, are the only real thing here. There is a place where you can really taste blood and hear the dying cries of those who died by your hand."
"So what do you think?"
The Batman Who Laughs chuckled, his gaze meeting that of King Robin through his dark goggles.
And soon he heard the answer he wanted.
"I think I'd love to go there..."
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The Laughing Bat used every possible means to prevent King Robin, this ferocious little beast, from attacking him out of great disappointment.
What is this place?
Earth-22.
Although the Batman Who Laughs has many backup bases in other places, Earth-22 remains one of its primary bases on the surface.
This is the most important place, and the place Barbatos knows about. Therefore, the Bat of Laughter must resolve many things here first, and therefore, he must build many things here, right under Barbatos's nose.
Like a pool of laughing venom, he had to place these in front of Barbatos.
Therefore, the Bat Who Laughs knew that this was actually risky.
But he chose a perfect moment, a time when Barbatos found a new way to absorb the power of the corpses of the World Forgers, and when the other side had absolutely no time to interfere with his situation.
King Robin.
The Batman Who Laughs had his eye on this character for a long time, but he just couldn't bring himself to make a move.
The opponent was too aggressive; the Batman Who Laughs tried several times, encountering him at different times...
For example, when he has just shown his potential as a villain, or when he has defeated everyone and become the King of the World, if you try to recruit Robin King at these moments, he will only attack you fiercely. Even knowing that he cannot win, he will pounce on you like a wild beast. The Robin King of this world has an animalistic way of thinking.
After being attacked, the Batman Who Laughs had to use the Speed Force he obtained from the Red Death to restart the other's universe and temporarily freeze the timeline at a certain point in time, waiting for a time when he was able to control King Robin before he could retrieve the treasure called King Robin.
And now... this is the time.
"...Hey, I know you want to be a bird, but that's because you're young, you want to inspire others to follow in your footsteps, but that will never work, kid. Kindness, evil—none of that matters. In the end, all you learn is that you can't beat them, you can only beat them."
As King Robin followed the Batman Who Laughs down the stairs, he saw countless children from the Dark Multiverse locked in cages, dressed in Robin uniforms, being mass-produced into Robin Hounds by the Batman Who Laughs.
"Release them from their pain, from the disappointment you're destined to face. As Robins, they only need to serve the Dark Knights; you don't need to inspire anyone, and they're happy! What do you think, child?"
"If you ask me, even if you set the rules like everyone else and force everyone to do the same, I still believe that if you show them the right way, most young people will follow my songs. I have hope. They're right outside."
As expected of the Laughing Robin, the first reaction of the Laughing Robin was to seize the magnificent production line and turn it into a factory for producing his idols.
Only now has King Robin realized this.
The elder, the laughing bat, only intended to imprison him, so that he would no longer be able to sing like a bird.
So before Batman could see it, King Robin swallowed a pill he had prepared for the Martians, which would trap a small portion of his remaining consciousness, preserving him within his burning body.
Before the cage door of the trap meticulously prepared by the Maniac Laughing could close, Robin King hadn't even had a chance to drink the pill before he fell directly into the pool of clown venom and plunged into the intense heat.
This transformation was like torture, and what was worse was that King Robin could hear the voices of the elders, telling him that he would understand and that it was right, which enraged King Robin.
But King Robin knew better; he had hidden himself firmly within the nest of his thoughts, and all of this…
All of this was part of the Laughing Bat's plan.
He deliberately allowed King Robin to retain a portion of his consciousness instead of being completely transformed, so that he could use him against enemies at some point in the future. If King Robin had lost his consciousness, he wouldn't have been able to do this.
Immediately afterwards...
The Laughing Bat leisurely left the pool of clown venom.
In his hand, he had somehow already grasped Robin King's belt.
Imprisoned within that belt was a five-dimensional little devil, the Thunder Spirit.
Using the imp and the information he had previously gathered, the Batman Who Laughs could truly summon a powerful five-dimensional being capable of confronting the Mischief-Maker head-on:
Bat mites.
(End of this chapter)