MM Racing Chapter 2489: Battle for the Cloak (45)
Chapter 2489: Battle for the Cloak (45)
Chapter 2489: Battle for the Cloak (Forty-Five)
Batwoman in Gotham Police Department.
She was not here to investigate a case. When the thick fog first appeared, she found that she was teleported to an unfamiliar place. This Gotham was completely different from the Gotham she knew, and there was no reference to the terrain and road structure.
Batwoman thinks this isn't a good idea. If the danger level in Gotham doesn't decrease, but she's not familiar with the situation, it's easy for her to get into trouble. So she decides to look for other Batmen.
In thick fog, visibility is very low and communication equipment does not work well, so many modern methods are useless. Instead, some more primitive communication methods are more useful.
Batwoman comes to Gotham Police Department to find the Bat-Lantern.
She believed that as long as this universe existed, Batman's Gotham Police Department must have a Bat-Lamp, so when the first fog fell, she had already arrived at the police station. However, she did not expect that the Batman of this universe became the president, and the Bat-Lamp had not been used for a long time and had been put into the warehouse by Gordon.
After all, President Wayne in Washington won't be able to see you lighting the bat lamp here. It would be better to just make a phone call and the state legislature officials will come over soon.
So Batwoman fiddled with it for a long time, and finally moved the bat light back from the corner of the warehouse, plugged it in the power, and adjusted the mode. She originally just wanted to try out how well the bat light could penetrate the thick fog.
Before turning on the light, Batwoman thought the effect should be good, because when she made the bat lamp, she fully considered that Gotham's weather was often bad. If the light did not have enough penetrating effect, it would definitely not work.
After turning on the light, she found that the effect was a little too good. Batwoman had no doubt that a beam of light of this magnitude could penetrate the thick fog hundreds of meters high and shine the bat pattern into the sky.
She never expected that less than two minutes after she turned on the light, a figure flew towards her.
This is Clark from the main universe. Most people should not have forgotten that at that time, the weird Bat Family in the main universe received a communication from the main universe Batman from the Arkham Universe, and learned of the disaster that occurred in this universe. They decided to attack collectively.
Batwoman also came, and called Clark before she came. After all, Clark is Superman, and he doesn't need to investigate clues first and then move forward steadily like Robin did. He flew directly to Washington, wanting to see the crime scene first and look for Batman who might still be saved.
He was indeed going to save Batman, but while flying on the road, he heard a painful sound, and the voice was somewhat familiar, it was his own voice.
Clark found the fallen Superman on the roof of a building, the same Superman from the Arkham Universe who was hit by an unknown sword and fell down in pain as seen in the news by the Robins.
Of course, more people remember him for his great adventure in Gotham in a very good mental state and the photo he took of Bruce Wayne standing on a golden toilet.
Clark brought him here.
This Superman was in a very bad condition, half asleep and half awake, and very weak. He looked like a pale wandering ghost, but he kept muttering "Batman".
Seeing this, Batwoman no longer cared about the follow-up plan. She quickly found a room in the Gotham Police Department to put Superman down and check on his condition.
"It was terrible," Clark said. "When I held him just now, it was like holding a human being. Kryptonians are not like that. He seemed to have lost all his powers."
Batwoman observed Superman's condition and found that his limbs were twitching and he was mumbling to himself, as if he was in a nightmare. Then Batwoman soon discovered that Superman was holding something in his hand.
Since he no longer has superhuman strength, even Batwoman can easily pry his fingers apart, and what appears in Batwoman's hand is a colorful ring.
The moment his fingers opened, Clark let out a scream, a real scream, and instantly took a few steps back and hit the wall - the wall was fine, the building was fine, but it looked like Clark was hit pretty hard.
Batwoman was stunned. Even though the universe she was in was a gender-swap universe, the abilities did not change. She knew how powerful Superman was.
Of course Batwoman also knows that Superman has a fatal weakness, which is Kryptonite. He will become weak as long as he touches Kryptonite, but the problem is that Clark didn't touch it either.
This is a police station office. It is not crowded and is even very spacious. Clark is standing by the window and Batwoman is standing in front of a makeshift bed. The two are at least two or three meters apart. How can such a small piece of kryptonite have such a big effect?
Batwoman carefully examined the small ring in her hand. It looked like a ring worn on the thumb, and the gemstone-inlaid part was colorful, not just green.
Batwoman thought about it and realized that all the kryptonite she had seen was green. Could it be that there were other colors of kryptonite in the world?
So if there are other colors, perhaps the effects will be different from green, and may also be stronger than green, otherwise Clark would not have such a big reaction.
Batwoman thrust the ring back into the hand of the lying Superman.
Superman's body seemed to be able to block the radiation from kryptonite. Clark felt that the effect of the deadly radiation on him was weakening. He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked over slowly.
"What exactly is going on?"
"He sealed it with his body," Batwoman said, "perhaps because he was worried that if someone found it, they would be affected by the stone themselves."
"Kryptonite has radiation to ordinary people." Clark glanced at Batwoman inexplicably, and then said, "He might be worried that ordinary people would see him lying on the ground and get close to him and be affected by the radiation."
Batwoman obviously also guessed this. The footage shot in the news report at the time was real, but it was not complete. Superman held the tip of the arrow tightly when he fell, and the ring was on it.
I'm afraid that at the moment of the attack, Superman realized what attacked him, and the first thing he thought of was that this thing had lethal radiation to ordinary people, and he had to find a way to block this radiation.
"Ordinary people are indeed weak," Clark said. "But if a person lies on the ground and is not sure whether he is dead or alive, there will always be someone to save him. It has nothing to do with whether he is strong or not."
You..." Clark looked at Batwoman hesitantly again, and Batwoman shook her head and said, "My uniform is radiation-proof."
What Clark actually wanted to say was that when he saw himself being affected, his first reaction was to stuff the kryptonite ring back into this Superman's hands. Does that mean that he is different from other Supermen?
Wait, now is not the time to think about this. Clark shook his head and walked over to check. There were no scars on Superman's body, which meant that the culprit that caused his fall was this ring.
"Robin King..." Batwoman said the name while thinking.
"Wait." Clark shouted, "Something's wrong. His soul doesn't seem to be here."
Batwoman frowned at him.
"I discovered before, or to be more precise, after participating in the Doujie game, I discovered that my feelings towards Kryptonians are different from my feelings towards humans."
"Tell me more about it."
"It's hard to say. It's just a kind of intuition. According to Batman, it may be because the intensity of our brain waves is completely different from that of humans, so we can't be on the same frequency. But when we are with our own kind, especially when our brain waves are exactly the same as our own, because the intensity is too high, we can establish a certain connection through the air."
Batwoman nodded, and Clark continued, "So when there are Kryptonians present, I can sense it, but now I don't feel any of my kind at all, which proves that his brain is not working. In layman's terms, his soul is out of his mind."
"Where did his soul go?"
"I don't know." Clark thought for a moment and said, "It's just that Batman used a few of us as test subjects when he was doing brain wave research. He mentioned a few things to me at that time, but I couldn't understand most of it."
"Repeat that."
Clark briefly told Batwoman about the ghost wave theory and the possibility of brain wave compilation. These were all proposed by Batman and he was just relaying them.
After he finished speaking, Batwoman fell into deep thought. She had never done research in this area before, but she was Batman after all, so as long as she had some ideas, she would suddenly see the light.
"So, that kind of contamination might also be... Can you find the Batman of your universe?"
"Well..." Clark suddenly became a little embarrassed, but he still said: "This thick fog will significantly weaken my vision and hearing. Generally speaking, my perception will become similar to that of ordinary people."
"Is there any way for him to find you?"
"I guess he must be looking for me." Clark said, "This fog is too strange. You ordinary people can't handle it, but after all, I can fly. He may need my help now."
"He knows I am definitely willing to help him and am looking for him, so he might wait in a higher place so that I can see him more easily. However, considering that the fog is so strange, he might think of other ways."
As soon as the words came out, they both thought of the same thing at the same time, which was the bat lantern.
Clark flew past the window, gained a little altitude and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he saw a familiar bat pattern on the glass curtain wall of a building.
The light was very strange, as if it had been tuned, so it could travel very far in the fog. After Clark flew down, he said to Batwoman, "He's not far from here, about 2 kilometers. I'll pick him up, and then you two can study what's going on."
Batwoman nodded, and Batman was soon brought over by Clark. He frowned when he saw Superman's condition on the bed, not because Superman was weak enough, but because his condition was a bit similar to that of Arkham Batman.
Jason was still lying in Parker's house in his dream. In the middle of the night, he had a fever again, and this time it was even more severe. His consciousness was completely dispersed.
Spider-Man, who came back from investigation, gave him some antipyretic medicine. When changing the medicine, a flash of blood-red passed by Jason's eyes. Jason raised his arm suddenly and grabbed Spider-Man's wrist.
Jason was speechless, but he was still questioning with his eyes. Spider-Man gently pried open his fingers, pulled his hand back and said, "I caught his tail, but unfortunately he was too fast and I couldn't figure out his movements. I accidentally got scratched, but it's no big deal, just put on a Band-Aid."
In his hazy vision, Jason could clearly see that Spider-Man had a cut on his wrist where the launcher was worn. The cut wasn't very big, probably equivalent to a cut by a knife, but a lot of blood still flowed, staining the uniform red.
Jason's tactical instinct told him that the opponent must have wanted to cut off the transmitter on Spider-Man's wrist to limit his ability to move and fight, but Spider-Man dodged in time and failed.
Jason had been chased by this blade killer before, so he knew how strange he was. He always appeared in all kinds of unprepared corners, and disappeared just as strangely. Even he, who was experienced in combat, could only run away in panic when chased.
It is conceivable that based on the current combat experience of this little spider, if the launcher is really shot down, the chance of escaping is not very high, and serious injuries will be considered light.
What's more, the injured hand is my right hand. I didn't do my homework in the afternoon because I had to take care of myself. I went out for an investigation in the evening and had no time to do it. My hand was injured again and I couldn't make up for it in the morning. If nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely not be able to hand it in tomorrow.
Moreover, I always have to write things at school, and the injury happened to be below the wrist. The wound will take as many days to heal as it will hurt to write.
"Is it necessary..." Jason muttered to himself instinctively, no longer able to tell whether this was reality or a dream.
Spider-Man sat down next to him, put his hands on his knees, looked at the ceiling and said, "Yeah, is it necessary... I don't know, maybe I just wanted to do this on impulse."
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(End of this chapter)