Chen Tao had a sweet dream.
He dreamed that Superman was wearing a bat uniform, which, of course, incorporated elements of Superman. There was a big S on his chest, and he had an evil and ferocious expression on his face, and he was doing various bodybuilder poses.
Chen Tao, on the other hand, was wearing a Hawaiian casual uniform, hiding behind Superman's majestic body, glaring with dead fish eyes, jumping around like an idiot, dancing his hips, putting his hands on top of his head, and using gorilla... They applauded in a big way and cheered with loud tongues:
"Great!"
"The needle won't poke, the needle won't poke! Superman really won't poke when he's Batman!"
In front of Superman, villains were kneeling.
Bane, Lex Luthor, Parasite, Metal Man, Brainiac, General Zod...
The most dangerous, terrifying, and terrifying villains.
At this time, they hugged each other and cried together.
General Zod wiped his tears on Lex Luthor's bald head, while Brainiac, a smart guy with level 12 intelligence, blew his nose with his cape.
They shouted, "Wow, woo, woo, Superman is so powerful!" and "We are all defeated!" Then Superman walked up to them with his cool cock, tilted the corner of his mouth, and gave a slight √ , grabbed their collars, lifted them up, slapped them on the left, slapped them on the right...
All the villains were beaten up and screamed like big babies in a kindergarten. The old disco music played like that in the 1970s, and Superman kicked them all into prison one after another like a shuttlecock.
Chen Tao only felt that he was very happy after watching it. He put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly. Superman also jumped and jumped next to him to show off his muscles.
Then in the next second, blood flowed from Superman's seven orifices.
Superman was still flexing his muscles, and the blood didn't seem to affect him at all.
Chen Tao began to feel a little scared. He hurriedly tried to cover the flowing blood, but the blood still poured out uncontrollably from his fingers and dripped on the ground.
Superman coughed loudly, as if some invisible spear pierced his chest, and a big hole opened in his chest, but even so, Superman was still showing off his muscles.
The blood gathered into a small pool under his body, and the invisible spear on his chest pierced again. The blood was flowing like a stream, but he was like an exquisite puppet, repeating the standard movements of a bodybuilder. …
Until the cold body fell to the ground.
"No! No! No!" Chen Tao screamed loudly, holding up Superman's body: "No!"
He looked at his hands, which were covered in blood... Superman's blood.
"How dare you! How dare you take away my stable and healthy life——"
"ah--"
Chen Tao roared loudly. He sat up from the bed and saw the flames in the fireplace burning brightly.
He slowly rolled over and got out of bed, staring blankly at the flames. The firelight illuminated the beads of sweat on his forehead and the roar that echoed in his ears.
This is Bruce Wayne's mansion in Metropolis. Chen Tao walked to the window and saw the city quiet in the night.
The night in Metropolis is so quiet, so different from the chaos of Gotham City.
The bright moon is bright, the humming of insects kisses the stars all over the sky, Chen Tao knows that dawn is coming...
so good.
He walked over to the lamp and opened his notebook. He trusted it more than the Batcomputer.
He turned to page 1, which read: Superman.
An S-shaped icon of Superman is drawn below, with the words next to it:
Superman is dead dad.
Chen Tao picked up the pen, drew an unhappy expression on the side, and then continued to read what he had written before:
This is too bad. His father taught him until his death that he must protect himself. He would rather die in the storm than let Clark expose his abilities in front of everyone.
Over the years, every time the young Superman exposed his abilities, he was always faced with moving. Although Jonathan Kent is just a farmer, his love for his son has made his anti-investigation vigilance gradually comparable to that of a well-trained FBI agent through constant practice.
No wonder Alfred couldn't find him at all. Under the guidance of his father who was suffering from persecution and paranoia, Clark Kent's awareness of counter-reconnaissance is even better than that of his father. He even checked into a hotel under a false name when he first came to the metropolis.
He accepted the money I gave him. But this is definitely not about being bribed with money, but because he knows how to be like the light, and he hides his differences cunningly and cleverly. I thought that according to Superman's moral standards, he would quietly donate the money to the welfare home.
But subsequent follow-up investigations showed that he did not do so. This is very reasonable. It is impossible for a young man from a farm in Kansas to turn a blind eye to such a large amount of money. It would be contrary to common sense for normal people to donate the money to a welfare institution.
Our Mr. Clark will not allow such unreasonable loopholes in himself. Heck, even if it was limited to this little thing, his self-preservation trumped his morals.
This is not the moral perfection I am familiar with. The situation is slightly worse.
Here is a line of questions in bold red:
How do I convince him to inherit my identity?
Chen Tao turned to another page and continued to write:
I am Batman.
This will be the last journey of my life. I want to find a powerful successor for myself, Superman.
However, my encounters with Superman will likely lead to encounters with many extremely dangerous villains before I end my superhero career for good.
I'm afraid I'll have to take countermeasures against them.
Chen Tao paused, and then continued to write:
Here are the villains I might encounter, and they are all some of Superman’s most classic foes.
1. General Zod.
2.……
3.……
And if I want to prepare for them, I should...
Chen Tao shook his pen and wrote rustlingly for a while, then stood up.
He walked down the stairs and saw that Alfred had already prepared a delicious breakfast. Chen Tao sat down and finished enjoying it with Alfred.
The atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious, and the years are quiet.
At 8:54 a.m., Chen Tao, wearing a Batman uniform, left the mansion. More than 30 minutes later, Chen Tao appeared in an underground base.
This couldn't be called the Batcave yet - although he could call it that. Due to such a short time, the Batcave built in Metropolis, although spacious enough, is not as complete with supporting facilities as the one under Wayne Manor.
But Chen Tao still ensured the most basic facilities.
He walked down the steps and saw Clayface, Deadshot, Cheshire Cat, and Ventriloquist sitting together playing cards.
"It's Batman!"
Harley Quinn came over wearing a strange maid costume: "Dear master! Do you want your maid to make omelette rice for you?"
Then the next second she ran away while standing on her head, happily running to change into another piece of clothing.
Chen Tao turned his attention to Poison Ivy, who was concentrating on brewing some potions.
Bruce Wayne's expired parents stood beside her, and Lucius, wearing a ridiculous candle-head mask, stood next to her and gave her a hand.
"Ah, Batman, you're here." Lucius saw Chen Tao coming over, and finally pulled his consciousness out of the experiment like a carrot, and said to Chen Tao: "Everything you told me before has been prepared. alright."
Chen Tao and him walked past the witch who was conducting magic experiments. Chen Tao noticed that Ivy seemed to have not taken a shower for several days. Her burgundy hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and she was playing games on the Batcomputer next to her. Harley Quinn is a stark contrast.
Lucius led Chen Tao around the hall and through the corridor. What appeared in front of him was the silver-white training hall.
"Red Sun Weapon."
"It's simple, I weaponized it," he said.
"There are also kryptonite spears. This kind of material is really difficult to polish," he said.
"Kryptonite smoke bomb."
Lucius displays a large pile of green grenades.
"Kryptonite pellet gun."
Chen Tao nodded silently.
"Well done, Lucius. These weapons are necessary preparations." He said, "I have one more thing to do this time. Do you know what it is?"
"Yes, I know it very well," Lucius said.
He knocked a few times on the operating table, and then the center of the training ground sank, and a Batmobile was lifted out of the ground and appeared in the center.
Chen Tao took off his clothes little by little and walked towards the Batmobile naked.
[Dear Batman No. 52, you have found the Batmobile. The Dark Multiverse Batman "Batmobile" is now loadable. 】
[Do you want to load it immediately? 】
Chen Tao stared at the small silver-white letters on his retina.
"Lucius, are you ready?"
"I'm fine, Bruce." Lucius looked serious. He operated on the computer again for a while. Soon, various long guns, short cannons, and monitoring instruments were pointed at Chen Tao from every corner of the room.
He pressed a button and a huge piece of glass rose from the ground separating the two of them.
"It's time to start," he said.
Chen Tao nodded.
He faced the Batmobile in front of him and let out a sigh of relief.
【load】
This is a new function created by the Alfred Protocol after Chen Tao's danger level was raised from "None" to F. At that time, he confirmed with Alfred on the spot that even an ordinary Batmobile could meet the requirements of the task of "finding the Batmobile".
However, although it did not look like a dangerous function, Chen Tao still chose to start loading it after Lucius and his cutting-edge instruments were all in place.
All in all, everything is now in place.
So, it's time, Chen Tao took a deep breath.
【Load now】
[Loaded...Alfred Agreement is in effect]
Pain, severe pain!
At that moment, Chen Tao just watched the Batmobile in front of him silently melt into a solution similar to a candle, and pounced on his body.
This scene was like pouring hot oil on a mouse. Chen Tao was caught off guard and let out a scream.
"ah!"
Countless flowing metals merged with his flesh and blood, desperately burrowing into his small body. Chen Tao felt that his brain was clear, and the world in front of him seemed to have become a fallacy composed of zeros and ones.
No, no, the world is not made of data.
Chen Tao shook his head, and then found himself kneeling on the ground.
The memory of the Batmobile came to mind again, but this time it was no longer like watching a TV movie like before, but... feeling the same.
But this was not a big problem. Chen Tao knocked on his head twice, making a metallic clang sound.
He had seen this memory once before, and it was not enough to shake him.
The pain subsided.
Wait, metallic sound?
Chen Tao stretched out his hand, and the next second it turned into a wheel.
But there are no silver-white particles.
His hands rotated and grew larger than usual. The bright red muscles and bones surged in his blurred hands, and then turned into the color of steel and the blackness of rubber.
His hand turned into a wheel!
And then...the whole body.
"This feeling is no different from what you had before -" Chen Tao heard Lucius say: "It's not -"
But the next second, he screamed in surprise: "What's going on? I've never operated a computer before?"
"I am in control." Chen Tao said.
This feeling is very strange, like traveling in a world of 0 and 1.
Chen Tao suddenly realized that in the dark multiverse belonging to the Batmobile, the other party completely controlled everything about people by implanting tracking systems on other people's social media and accounts.
After the people's team overthrew him and destroyed his body, he directly uploaded his consciousness into the car.
Essentially, the Batmobile is not a car, but an electronic being...a code ghost!
The huge car slowly rotated its tires. Lucius slowly retreated, and all the technological creations retreated steadily under the caress of the ghost's invisible giant claws, completely surrendering.
"Jesus."
he said.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Chen Tao and he turned their heads and saw Poison Ivy manipulating huge vines to break through the door: "Impossible, what is that?"
Poison Ivy's hair stood on end, and her eyes glowed green: "What is that? The green of all things is restless, and something new is born!"
Chen Tao immediately changed his body back to its original form. The world began to change again, Zero and One disappeared, and Chen Tao's eyes were dark.
The situation just now reminded him of something.
Metal Spirit.
Another kingdom known as the black of decay, the red of all living beings, and the green of all things, the kingdom of all artificial intelligence and silicon-based life!
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"Superman saved seven innocent people from yesterday's fire!"
"Superman's motives remain unknown."
"Superman - the next stage in human evolution!"
Lex Luthor threw the newspaper hard on the table.
"The Daily Planet started talking about this nonsense about Superman, and now it's spreading like a plague."
He whispered to the man standing behind him: "How could they be so stupid?"
He swiped the table and the newspapers fell to the ground.
Lex Luthor walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood there.
"How could the rest of the media fall for this Superman disguise? I can see them even here... in the sky."
He turned his head:
"I know the Daily Planet and am happy to report on this, but other media-"
Luther's voice sounded in the office.
“As far as I know, the circulation of Daily Planet has increased by 700% in the past few days because they are the news monopoly of the Man of Steel.
"Superman is only willing to appear for the camera kid, and Lois Lane, he only speaks to her."
"But they don't know at all. They don't understand anything. I'm 200% sure that the monster flying in the sky with the cape is not human. I have studied him. They have been in contact with an alien - in a confused way , an extremely dangerous state.”
Luther turned his head and said to the person behind him: "Ling Qianjin has brought trouble, General."
"My daughter will cause trouble for everyone, Luther." Then he heard the man answer him: "Let's talk about the deal between us."
Lex Luthor's expression softened.
"Well, as you wish, General Sam Lane!"
(End of chapter)
