Bat Fight Simulator

Because most of them are unlicensed doctors, 80% will collect money, then push the small animals into the operating room, smoke and drink inside, and after they die, they will make a few random cuts on the corpses and push them out as if the operation is completed. , and then told the owner with regret on his face that the pet was dead, but the money still had to be given because he had tried his best.

But it's not really necessary. Saiyan can confirm the status of the cat and several birds according to the prompts on the game interface, and there are always medicines at home.

The guardian's financial situation is quite comfortable, and he gives Messiah a lot of pocket money every month. He is also very kind, and he is very popular with the little boy.

It's just that every time he comes and goes, it's turbulent, or he puts on his beloved red hood and disappears for several months, either on a business trip, exploring the universe, or saving the world.

How could he still believe such a shoddy excuse? He was no longer a child.

After the examination, although they were all in coma, they were all healthy. They just suffered serious trauma and still needed treatment. Messiah ran away, took out the medical kit from under the sofa, clicked on the detailed data one by one, and confirmed them one by one. There will be no abnormal trauma medicine when used on animals.

Speaking of which, there are many trauma medicines that are very easy to use at home. Most people can use them, and other animals can also use them.

But Messiah often couldn't find this type of medicine when he went to the pharmacy himself. When he asked Jason, he was as unclear as the source of these things every time.

Messiah looked at the bat logo on a medicine bottle and didn't pay much attention to it. He carefully applied medicine to these limited-time rewards. He also found a template for the black cat to fix its neck, and then wrapped it with a bandage.

I have to say that the fact that they were still unconscious really saved Messiah a lot of trouble. At least the little boy didn't have to think about how to hold down them that might be struggling without causing secondary damage.

Because there were a lot of blood scabs on the body, I had to clean them carefully bit by bit, including disinfecting the edges of the wounds and applying medicine to bandage them.

After it was finally over, Messiah was so tired that he sighed on the sofa, but he did not find these tedious tasks very troublesome. He even looked at the chubby animals that were about to be rolled into balls with bandages and showed a satisfied expression, and then gradually He fell asleep on the sofa.

Time ticked forward, and when it passed midnight, the tips of the black cat's ears trembled, and the blue eyes were slowly opened. First, he scanned the surroundings sharply, and then his vision was blocked because of the deck on his neck. Behavior.

Feeling confused about his current appearance, Bruce tried to walk a few more steps. The bandage wrapped around the cat's body was really uncomfortable, but at least it was not a real cat. This feeling was still bearable. He tried to walk around the house. The familiar layout has another strange footprint.

Bruce jumped to the side of the birds again. They were all placed on soft cushions like the sofa, and then each was covered with a small quilt. The black cat turned around and looked at the place where he was just lying. Very good, there is also a ball. It was obvious that the person taking care of them was so careful that he was worried about them catching cold, although this kind of care was unnecessary.

Batman's last memory was of laughing wildly and breaking his neck, but what was going on now? Cat didn't know anything, Cat was confused.

His detective instinct made him want to investigate this house thoroughly, but he did not dare to stray too far from his lost and recovered children.

It's just that Bruce turned around once, and then twice more, and his tail began to flick around because of anxiety. Why did he only have three birds left?

The red Red Robin, the red Red Hood, and the smallest blue bird Robin, except for the eldest son Damian, were missing, and the black cat was wandering around the room looking for clues.

Finally, they found the coat that brought them back. After careful identification, Batman had to accept the fact that the boy who brought them back did not meet Damian. It was a bird or a cat, but it was obvious that he did not meet him. .

Is this good news or bad news? Batman was so worried that he shed cat hair all over the floor, and it was obvious that the second one to wake up was Red Robin, so he repeated the above operation, but Tim couldn't find Damian either. There was no clue that he was following him, and because his wings were injured, he was bounding forward with great difficulty.

Thanks to Messiah's superb bandaging technology assisted by the system interface, Tim didn't even let the bandage fall off his body.

When the Red Hood and Robin Dick woke up, the whole house became even more lively. Everyone was chattering incessantly, but I still barely remembered that there was a homeowner sleeping on the sofa, and he had the volume control. .

When the time reached three o'clock, the sound of a key turning was heard at the door, causing several small animals to hide in various corners with vigilance. Then they heard a very familiar voice come in cursing.

"I'll go to his uncle's Batman. Let's talk. What's there to talk about? It's just the same old talk, haha."

Jason's original intention to hit the hood hard on the table ended up being gentle, and the man with a tuft of white hair on his forehead couldn't help but mutter.

"This little kid came here to sleep again...the medicine box?"

He was originally going to carry the person into the room and give him some exercise, but when he turned his attention to the messy sofa floor, he had a headache.

"Why are you throwing things away after use? Why is there still cat hair?!"

Jason looked at the cat hair on the carpet, and then at the room where there were obviously many traces. He thought for a while and decided to carry Messiah to the room first, took off his shoes and socks and wrapped him in the quilt. Afterwards, he patted the shape that looked like a silkworm with satisfaction, and then closed the door and went back to the living room.

Jason thought the child had picked up some small animal and brought it home again, so he lowered his voice in the room and imitated the completely out-of-tune cat's meow to try to call out the cat that didn't know where it was hiding.

This time the effect was unexpectedly significant, and his self-confidence increased strangely, but when Jason saw the black cat clearly coming out of nowhere in the darkness, he still held back and said "Fuck it".