The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"First there was... darkness."

"This is a necessary process for every film."

A hoarse and deep voice sounded in Schiller's ears, with a very unique Batman-like pronunciation.

"And then there's the obscure company logo, Warner Bros.? Why not Warner Bros.?"

Schiller cleared his throat and said, "We're not watching a movie. Let's skip the previous ones. Can we start directly?"

Now he was standing in darkness, with nothing up, down, left, and right, only a disc on the bottom of his feet. As the disc moved up, down, left, and right, the disc seemed to fall somewhere with a bang.

The darkness began to disappear, and Schiller was ready to step out, but the disc suddenly dropped with a whoosh.

Snap!

Schiller fell directly to the ground.

When he regained consciousness, he instinctively wanted to stand up, but found that one side of his body was a little weak, and he turned over with a kick of his legs.

When I lowered my head, I saw only one leg.

"Ah, why have I become a brick man?!" Schiller complained. He had to roll around on the ground before trying to stand up on one leg. He maintained an independent posture and began to look for himself to be thrown off. of the other leg.

Then when he raised his arm, he discovered that the hand made of a curved plastic piece on the left was also missing. Should I say that the quality of the building blocks was pretty good, at least the head and body were not separated.

Schiller sighed and looked around under the dim light. This narrow warehouse was not large and there were not many places to hide things. His legs probably rolled under a shelf.

Schiller jumped forward, grabbed the railing of the shelf, maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, and began to look for his legs under the shelf.

Found it, Schiller used the weak light of the front safety indicator to see a leg under the front shelf. He grabbed the shelf and moved it over with one leg. He lowered his head and bent down to pick up the leg. There was a click. , and put the legs on.

As soon as he took a step to walk, he realized something was wrong, "Why aren't the lengths of these legs suitable?"

"That's because you used my legs." A low and hoarse voice sounded from behind Schiller. He turned around and saw a dark figure.

"Tim? You scared me to death. I thought it was Batman." Schiller reached out and took off the inappropriate leg and threw it over.

"Who are you? Do you seem to know me?" The figure came over, picked up the leg and put it on, and then said: "Are you also a player in the fighting world? What is your code name?"

"It's strange, you don't recognize me?" Schiller was a little confused from the bottom of his heart, and then he found the answer on the reflection of the floor. Now he is a little building block man, and ghosts can recognize him.

"Dr. Schiller."

The real ghost appears.

The dark phantom appeared in the corner of the warehouse, and with a snap, a leg was thrown over. If everyone was not a building block man, this scene would be really scary.

Schiller picked up the leg and looked at it carefully, and found that it should be his own part. After installing it, he said without looking back: "Batman, when will you learn to make some noise when walking?"

"Sorry, but I obviously can't walk right now."

After attaching the legs, Schiller walked towards Batman, and then realized that he was the biggest unlucky one, because he lost both legs.

After getting a little closer, Schiller could tell from the details that this was probably Batman from the main universe. I didn't expect him to choose to come here, or did he actually have nowhere to go and could only come here?

"ah!!!!!"

A scream came from another corner of the warehouse, and Schiller had to look back, only to find a black and red figure throwing a leg out with a look of horror.

The leg was caught by Tim. He looked at it carefully and threw it in the direction of Schiller. After Schiller got the leg, he looked at it carefully and threw it to Batman. Now the one with the golden rooster becomes Batman. .

"Oh my God, what happened? Am I at the dissection scene of some mad scientist?! What about my movie classification?! I definitely don't want to be classified into the adult category. In that case, my popularity will be greatly increased. Great decline…”

"Deadpool?" Schiller frowned and looked at the wailing figure and said, "Which universe are you from? Forget it, it's pretty much the same in any universe anyway. Have you seen his other leg?"

"Hahaha, doctor, uh, you must be a doctor, right? This joke is not very funny. A doctor asked me if I had seen the patient's legs, hahahahaha!"

The mouth on the cylindrical head almost reached the ears. Deadpool was still talking, which was not that funny. Schiller had no choice but to shake his hand and said: "Okay, have you seen my hand? "

"Hand? What do you mean? What is this? A professional medical term with the affix removed? Does it mean you need help? Do I have to hand you a pair of pliers or something?"

"I mean, have you ever seen a curved piece of plastic like this?" Schiller said, raising his other hand.

Deadpool was stunned, looked down at his hands, and then let out another scream of terror. At this moment, he realized that his body structure had undergone amazing changes.

Knowing that this thing was hopeless, Schiller had no choice but to turn to Tim and said: "Do you have any impression of my name?"

"Well, a little bit, but I don't know how to describe myself to you, who should I say I am?"

"Does the Batman of your universe laugh?"

"It's not really his hobby."

"Is Jason still alive?"

"Been back for a while."

"What's their relationship like?"

"Jason went to the Batcave to clean up. Batman punished him by not eating snacks for a week and asked him to dye the white hair on his head black, otherwise he would never knock on the door of his study."

"Very well, Wayne Family Adventures." Schiller muttered: "No wonder you came to this world, are you a building block lover?"

"Dick is, but he's trying to hide the fact, so I'm here." Tim curled his lips and said.

"I don't think it's necessary for me to practice balancing skills now." Batman had to interrupt their exchange at the right time, and then said: "I judge that we are on a plane now, and as expected, the plane will probably Landing after 5 minutes."

"Why?" Tim asked.

Batman turned on the flashlight, and everyone's breath froze because the shelves in the warehouse were full of bombs.

"Now that we have the parts together, we have to go to the cab and control the driver."

"Yes, in order for the plane to land smoothly..."

"No, so that the plane can fall into the sea smoothly."

The other three people started looking for parts separately. Batman's leg was found. With a click, the parts were put back into place. However, Schiller's hand was never found. He had to shrug and said, "It seems I have to adapt to a period of time." Time, although I don’t think this curved piece of plastic can do much.”

Suddenly, there was a commotion next door to the warehouse. Tim touched his waist first, and then realized that his weapons had all turned into small plastic toys, plastic grappling hooks, plastic grenades, plastic detector guns, plastic... plastic. Batarang?

Schiller turned back to look at Batman in the main universe. He was also stunned when he saw the small bat-shaped plastic piece in his hand. To be precise, it was not a small plastic piece, because the building block man only had three heads. The batarang was actually almost half his arm long.

"Why don't you just give me some coffee beans?" Tim looked at the small plastic jelly beans poured out of his gun speechlessly, and complained: "Spraying coffee on those criminals' faces is more lethal than this."

"It better be piping hot, Tim," Schiller said, still enjoying himself. "I know every coffee drinker with taste wants the contents of their cup to be steaming."

"That's right, Doctor!"

"How long will you continue chatting there?" Deadpool pulled out the two knives behind his back and arched his body slightly.

The creaking sound of the door being opened was accompanied by a ray of light like a sharp sword, which penetrated into this small and dark warehouse room.

At the same time, a somewhat shrill voice sounded.

"Batman will never understand that his greatest opponent is always on the way to surprise him. I will always be willing to do such an amazing feat for the person I hate the most, and yet another disaster..."

"Tim!"

Bang! Bang bang!

"Oh shit! What?!"

The figure standing at the gate waved his arms desperately to block the incoming jelly beans. Deadpool saw the right moment and stepped forward to kick him.

Stab-bang! Crackling!

A green-haired figure was kicked hard on the back of the driver's seat, and the driver was so shocked that it was embedded in the windshield.

It's over, this was Schiller's last thought.

In mid-air, a plane fell upside down with a whoosh.

In Wayne Manor, Batman took back the telescope and said with some confusion: "Focus on surveillance, are you serious? Barbara, this plane just fell down."

"Ah, I don't know how I fell, so that's why you asked me to focus on monitoring you?"

There was a roar on the other end of the phone, and Batman had to move the receiver a little further away. At the same time, he turned around and pressed the button next to the chair. The seat fell downwards until he came to the Batcave full of technology.

"Okay, Barbara, be patient and learn from your father. I will go and see for myself. If the people above are still alive, I will rescue them."

The red-haired Barbara sighed, threw the phone back on the desk, her eyes fell on the bat light button at hand, and said to herself: "Dad is about to retire, so don't let anything happen at this juncture." Well, I hope everything goes well.”

Jingle bell bell! Jingle bell bell!

Barbara rolled her eyes, walked over to her desk, picked up the phone, which was about the size of her head, and said, "What's wrong? Batman?"

"Press the button, Barbara! There's a big case going on here, and you won't believe who I saw on the water!"

"It can't be a clown, right?" Barbara pretended to be surprised. She rolled her eyes even more, and then said, "This is such an unexpected big case! Do you need the police station to be sent for support?"

"No, no, no, it's not the Joker this time. Oh my god, you can never imagine...there's another Batman!"

"What?!"

"I think you can let go." Schiller said to the main universe Batman who was holding the same floating board with him: "We are building blocks now, and theoretically we can float on the water."

"Then why don't you let go?"

"Jack was the one who let go first, and he didn't end well."

"Then Ruth may be stronger than you think." After saying that, Batman used his arm to jump directly onto the floating board, looked up at the helicopter approaching in the sky, and squinted his eyes.

"Hey, we are here!" On the other side, Tim, standing on another floating board, waved his arms and shouted at the helicopter.

"Wait, Tim, we don't know this is..."

"Batman!!!!" A green-haired figure suddenly jumped out of the water, took out a pistol and shouted.

"Joker, I know it's you!" Batman, standing in front of the helicopter door, shouted down.

Suddenly he was stunned, because the Joker's gun was not pointed at him, but at another dark figure on the sea.

The main universe Batman was also shocked. Looking at the green cabbage head with a big mouth, he said: "Are you the Joker?!!"