The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2478: Battle for the Cloak (34)

Chapter 2478: Battle for the Cloak (Thirty-four)

The vines lifted Batman's cape and put him on the ground. Poison Ivy jumped down from the roof and stood in front of Batman. She straightened her clothes, put one hand on her waist and said, "Why are you wearing this old-fashioned outfit again? Where's your armor?"

"I'm not the Batman of this universe." Batman denied. He said, "The Batman of your universe is not dead either, he just needs to rest. I have to go to the hospital to take a look."

"No, you'd better not go in." Poison Ivy said, "There's something very scary in here. I had a hard time tricking those crazy plants here. If you get stuck in there, don't blame me for not warning you."

"Scary thing? What is that?" Batman frowned slightly.

"A whirlpool." Poison Ivy looked back at the hospital building and said with lingering fear, "In fact, I don't know what it is. The rooms and corridors of this hospital form a huge whirlpool that can attract everything around it. Once you enter it, there is no way to get out."

Batman thought of his previous experience of running for his life in a snail shell and those strange-shaped street lamps. He said, "Is the vortex a special image?"

"I don't understand these mysterious things." Poison Ivy shook her head and said, "But I know that it is a very eye-catching pattern. I can't take my eyes off it when I see it. Maybe this is also a kind of special thing."

"Of course, this is very special." Batman did not deny it. He remembered the curtains that turned into a spiral pattern when he climbed up to the balcony. It was indeed eye-catching enough. His eyes would unconsciously glance up, and he would even become distracted if he stared at them for a long time.

Those eyes... Batman remembered that he had seen those eyes in the thick fog before, and speculated that if he stayed in one place for too long, those eyes would become more and more numerous and would most likely attack them. Was the hallucination he just fell into an attack by the eyes?

But the attack didn't seem very powerful, Batman thought, it just dragged him into an illusion and made him fall from the building, but it also gave him some information.

Batman speculated that the town he saw in his hallucination might be the origin of the vortex, and the spiraling black smoke in the sky might also be the starting point of the vortex.

Finishing his flashback, Batman looked at Poison Ivy and said, "Looks like you're in some trouble."

"You can't hide anything from me." Poison Ivy shrugged and said, "I was attacked crazily by plants contaminated by some power. Fortunately, I found such a good place and solved them temporarily, but..."

Poison Ivy turned her head to look at the lawn, and Batman followed her gaze. He only saw the grass on the lawn turning around in unison. The whole scene was weird and terrifying.

The two of them walked to the back of the hospital together. Batman wanted to take Arkham Batman to the portal because Arkham Batman had once arranged protective measures near the portal. He knew something about the place and could help Batman deal with some unexpected situations.

But if they could get help from Poison Ivy now, the two of them could go. After all, Batman thought that the portal was too strange and he couldn't be sure of winning by himself.

Speaking of the portal, Poison Ivy had a lot to say. She talked about how she activated the portal, and then complained, "If it weren't for you master and apprentice... I mean, the Batman of this universe and that damn Spider-Man, how could I have resorted to such means? Now, I have no neurotoxins and I am being chased by a group of crazy plants. Don't think he can avoid compensation by pretending to be dead."

"We'll talk about the compensation later." Batman said soothingly. In fact, he didn't care about giving Poison Ivy some compensation. After all, Spider-Man did use the neurotoxin, and as the culprit who brought Spider-Man to this universe, it was normal for Arkham Batman to pay some money.

"You said that the source of the dark power would become a portal after it exploded. This shows that the other party was deliberate and well prepared."

"Who said it wasn't?" Poison Ivy tapped her cheek with her finger and said thoughtfully, "I have to admit that that little bastard named Robin King tricked me once. If he fell into my hands..."

Poison Ivy's voice became more and more gloomy, but Batman was thinking about another question. According to Arkham Batman, he was the one who lured Robin King here, and Robin King's target should be only him.

Judging from King Robin's strength, it is not difficult for him to open a portal, so why did he open the portal in this way? Just to lure Poison Ivy into the game?

But what good would this do for him? Putting aside the fact that Poison Ivy might not help Batman if he didn't create a bunch of crazy plants to chase her, your target is Bruce Wayne, who is currently the president. Why didn't the portal open in Washington, but had to open it in Gotham?

Batman always felt that there were many doubts in this, and the only explanation he could think of was that King Robin was not actually the mastermind behind the combination of the Joker and Batman.

Robin King behaved a bit like him, so Batman initially took him into suspicion. It could even be said that he was the biggest suspect, because he was a Batman, but he was always laughing crazily.

But judging from his current performance, Batman believes that he does not have the brains to plan this chain of conspiracy, and he does not fully understand how he came here and what he is doing, which means that he is just a tool and there is someone else behind the scenes.

After figuring this out, the portal might not be so simple to look at again. Batman thought about it for a while and realized that this must be another foreshadowing left by the mastermind behind the scenes. He must go and see what's going on.

"I know what you want to do. That bastard owes me one." Poison Ivy gritted her teeth, the hatred and madness in her eyes reaching their peak. "I will definitely catch him and turn him into fertilizer for my flowers."

In the lounge of the clock tower, Spider-Man pressed his chin on the base of his palm, and his pair of spider compound eyes opened and closed, and then opened and closed again. After a while, he adjusted his posture in the chair, stretched out his arms, yawned, and sighed.

When others come to Gotham, they either fight villains or go on adventures with the Bat Family, but for me, my first task here is to take care of a seriously ill patient.

Although it is called taking care of him, there is actually nothing to take care of. Arkham Knight is always sleeping. Sometimes he wakes up drowsily, but there is no movement. Spider-Man will feed him some water at this time, but there is actually no need to do so because he is always on glucose and is not short of water.

Spider-Man is young and still in school, so he needs sleep. He has been sitting here for a long time and is already very sleepy. Barbara is still typing on the computer next to him, and the sound of the keyboard is even more hypnotic.

After a while, the spider's compound eyes closed completely. When he opened his eyes again, Spider-Man found himself lying in the bathtub.

"Peter...Peter! Why did you take such a long bath again? Stop playing with your toys in the bathtub and come out to eat!"

Aunt May's voice came from outside the door. Spider-Man was a little confused. When he looked down, he saw the little duck floating in his bathtub.

Was he dreaming? Or was the experience of going to Gotham a dream? Spider-Man was a little confused.

Intellectually, Spider-Man is more inclined to the latter. He is an ordinary student and just an ordinary Spider-Man in Spider-Man. How could he have such a magical adventure? If it was a dream, it would make sense.

Spider-Man sighed, rubbed his wet hair, gradually slid into the bathtub, and blew out a few bubbles with his mouth.

No matter what, I still feel a little unwilling, but what can I do? I might as well spend this time thinking about how to deal with those big guys in school tomorrow.

The more Spider-Man thought about it, the more annoyed he became. His aunt would never understand that he liked to stay in the bathroom because watching the little duck floating in the bathtub was a rare moment of relaxation for him.

At this time, he can empty his mind and not think about the trivial things in life. It can be said that this is the happiest time for him since entering high school.

Spider-Man was fiddling with the little duck as he usually did when he was taking a bath, his mind wandering to all sorts of random things, when suddenly he remembered an advertisement he had seen on the street a few days ago; the company that produced the little duck had launched a new version.

Thinking of this, Spider-Man turned his attention to the little duck in the bathtub, but at this moment he discovered that the little yellow duck in the bathtub's eyes began to flash red and made a beeping sound.

Spider-Man's spider sense activated and he suddenly flipped over and rushed out of the bathtub. Just as his back touched the door, there was a bang and the little duck in the bathtub exploded.

The water in the bathtub was scattering everywhere, and Spider-Man was drenched like a drowned rat. Aunt May heard the noise and opened the door, and both of them were stunned.

The result, of course, was that Spider-Man got scolded. He now has to go back to his room to reflect on himself, and Aunt May will bring his meal to him.

Spider-Man returned to his room dejectedly. He couldn't understand why his bathtub duck exploded. But as soon as his butt touched the mattress, he felt hungry. The smell of food came from outside the door.

Fortunately, Aunt May brought the food over quickly. Spider-Man put the food on the table and wanted to start eating, but he thought about it and decided to change his clothes first so that he could go out immediately after eating. He had to buy a new bathtub duck, a Christmas version would be nice.

Spider-Man walked to the closet and opened the door. Two pairs of terrified eyes met, and he and Arkham Knight were both stunned.

It's not accurate to call it the Arkham Knight, because the Arkham Knight in the closet is not wearing his armor, so he is now Jason Todd. The only thing that distinguishes him from other Jasons is the "J"-shaped scar on his face.

"Why are you here?!!!" they said in unison.

"I wanted to ask you this question!!" They said in unison again.

Spider-Man quickly stepped back to let Jason come out. After Jason came out, he was a little confused, and he and Spider-Man stared at each other.

"This is my home." Spider-Man emphasized. He pointed back at the bed and said, "This is my bed, over there is my food, and over here are my pajamas, so why are you in my closet?!"

"I..." Jason frowned deeply and said, "I remember being chased by something, and I kept running, and I pushed open a door, and then...then I arrived at your house???"

(End of this chapter)