Bat Fight Simulator

Dick noticed these abnormalities, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and introduced himself and walked up to the other party to put his arm around his shoulders.

"Alas, little D has grown up very fast. I should have treated you to something delicious when we met, but there is no other way in this situation. Do you want to try oatmeal?"

Dick shrugged and asked again. Those were all things he had hidden away with great difficulty.

In fact, Dick also wanted to put his arm around the other Damian. It would be fun to put two together. It was just that the other party's momentum was really like facing Batman face to face.

The tyrant didn't answer Dick's words, so the unjust Damian, who was still thinking, realized that the other party was talking to him. He was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Dick looked very happy. He took him to his room and kept looking for topics to chat with him along the way. He even carefully avoided the problem of hairstyle and dress that were too similar to Nightwing. To be honest, he thought it was another Nightwing at first.

The Tyrant watched the two people get along, but he informed Dick and left to explore the base of the rebels on his own, walking and stopping along the way, looking at the worn and faded traces.

Red Robin is responsible for the intelligence of the rebels, and Red Hood is responsible for the arms. They are not in the base now, so the Tyrant went to the barracks where the homotopes placed the rebel soldiers.

He happened to run into Lord Mi who had just come out of the barracks. The other party raised his eyebrows at the Tyrant who came over. In fact, he also heard the conversation between him and this homotope clearly. After all, they are all bats, and there is always a way to know what they want to know.

"You and Diana are from the same universe?"

"What's wrong."

"......" Lord Mi's expression was strange, as if he thought of something, and as if he accidentally ate a mouthful of chili mixed with coffee.

The Tyrant didn't quite understand what this expression meant, as if he was very dissatisfied, and as if he was a little hard to say.

"Do you know that she likes her father?" Lord Mi asked.

Silence, silence made the two Damians look at each other.

The tyrant thought about the relationship between Batman and Wonder Woman, and what he remembered more was Diana's loving attitude towards her father as her brother. It seemed that his relationship with Batman indirectly changed the stereotype of Batman in the Justice League.

"...Maybe she treats Gray Bat as her brother?" The tyrant hesitated.

Lord Mi crossed his arms, looking very unsure of what to say. He looked up and down at his peer, and saw with a subtle look that his father was about to find him a stepmother and bring his new son into the house.

"After hearing that the world is about to be destroyed, you are more concerned about family issues."

The tyrant's tone became dangerous. If he heard a positive answer, he would definitely not mind beating up this peer.

"Can I solve this problem by being anxious?"

Lord Mi retorted, not afraid of the intimidation of his peer at all. He knew that it would be better to deal with the events at hand one by one, including his family issues, than to think about those things that have not yet appeared.

The two of them were deadlocked for a while, but because there was not much time to waste, Tyrant compromised first. He was more mature and not as stubborn as I was at this age.

I just felt that I had more children to take care of.

In the end, one of the two handled medical treatment in the military camp. After all, diseases and human lives were the most important things. Lord Mi was more gentle to the rebels, and he would rarely praise and encourage them. After all, they were not members of the Assassin's League, so the way they were treated was naturally different.

Tyrant went to check the consumption of medical drugs, which was a resource consumption, and Dick would come to confirm it again when the time came.

I was too busy moving this afternoon, uh uh uh uh.

Inverse Woman: What is this, mature and soft Batman, I fell in love with it.

Inverse Bat:?

Gray Bat:?

Inverse Woman: Don't worry, I don't eat meal replacements, I just like to eat this type of food.

Lord Mi:?

Inverse Mi:?

On the other side, Mimi, the unjust, was sticking with her big brother and being fed.

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Chapter 54 Mimi sticking with her big brother

"Are you full? Really don't want to have some more?"

"This is my favorite flavor of cereal rings."

Dick was still enthusiastically promoting his private collection. In fact, he had just fed a lot of cereal to Damian, the unjust.

But he just felt that this brother seemed too silent. He always worried that he was not full, and he looked thinner than the tyrant.

It may also be the sense of strength brought by the age difference. Seventeen years old cannot be considered fully developed, but it is better to eat more.

"No, I'm full."

Damian, who had been reluctant to speak, finally opened his mouth to speak. He was not a pig that could eat non-stop. The feeling of fullness from his stomach reminded him that if he ate more, he would be too full, which would affect his actions and he might vomit.

Although he had already lost face in front of the tyrant, it did not mean that he wanted to continue to embarrass himself a few more times.

Dick showed a somewhat regretful look, which almost made Damian waver again. He had not been with his elder brother for a long time. In the past, he even thought about using the Lazarus Pool to revive Nightwing, but in the end, he still did not dig out the man's coffin.

The two of them spent some time together, chatting and improving their relationship.

Then Dick took Damian Unjust to the rebel base for a tour, and briefly introduced the current situation, the battle situation with the Lord Alliance, and more information about the members of the Bat Family.

"Red Hood and Red Robin are indeed not in the rebel base, but they will be back soon. They will definitely be very surprised to see three cute brothers! Uh... two."

Dick touched his nose with a guilty conscience, although he also regarded Tyrant as the grown-up Little D.