The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Some things were thrown from the box into the huge chemical pool on the first floor, making a clattering sound and white smoke coming out.

Soon, some kind of liquid flowed out of the pipe under the pool and flowed into the unknown device.

Batman narrowed his eyes slightly and stared closely at the staff member's movements. He looked relaxed and humming a tune, and did not seem to be sneaking around with a guilty conscience.

He gave Deadpool a look behind him.

After waiting for a while, he found no response and gave Deadpool another look.

He turned his head back and then back immediately, and found that Deadpool behind him had already started eating potato chips.

Batman turned back and stared at Deadpool. Deadpool hurriedly put away the snacks, wiped the potato chip residue from his mouth, and whispered: "Should we capture him and question him?"

Batman sighed and was about to touch the batarang on his waist. Deadpool pushed it away and said, "I'll do it!"

Then he picked up his two swords and rushed forward.

Batman covered his eyes and heard a crackle - Deadpool fell down together with the staff.

Batman walked out from behind the cabinet and saw Deadpool lying on the edge of the chemical pool on the first floor. The staff member had disappeared, and a plume of white smoke came out of the chemical pool.

The same liquid comes out of the pipe.

Batman jumped down, his cape lightly passing over the dangerous chemicals. He didn't forget to pick up Deadpool on the way. After jumping down, he looked up and saw the layers of injection ports upstairs.

"Raw material recycling plan..." A deep voice echoed in the empty factory building, and the rich dark atmosphere almost overflowed.

Just as Batman was about to take a step around to the other side of the pool, on the other side of the factory gate, a figure rushed in.

"Ha! They must not have thought that that was actually the sonic weapon I carried with me! As expected of the great Dark Knight, Batman, escaping pursuit so easily. I'm so... ugh! Why are you here?!"

Batman in the main universe looked at the pursuers coming over and thought something was wrong. He almost appeared behind Batman in a flash, picked up his cape and jumped to the edge of the chemical pool.

The two groups of people who rushed in from two different directions only saw a tall dark figure holding another dark object in his hand, standing tall on the edge of the huge chemical pool.

Batman in the main universe turned around and raised his arms, letting Batman hang above the chemical liquid. He turned around and said to the people below: "If you take one more step forward, I will throw him down."

The leaders of both parties stopped suddenly, and Barbara shouted: "No! Batman! You can't use lynching! That clone is a very important witness..."

"Fart! You see clearly who is the clone!" Batman, who was grabbed by his cape, struggled and shouted loudly: "I am the real Batman, this guy is the evil clone! How can I Is he so dark?"

The Joker, who was leading the Arkham criminals on the other side, glared at the slender dark figure fiercely and said: "Put him down! You damn bastard! This is too much!"

"What do you know about the raw material recycling plan?" Batman from the main universe asked unhurriedly.

The nervous expression on Barbara's face flashed away, but it could not escape the eyes of Batman in the main universe. He actually started pacing around the edge of the slender and narrow raw material can, and every step was frightening.

"I have been thinking about what constitutes your current state. For you, this is like a discussion about the ultimate origin of life, but for me, this does not have any philosophical meaning, it is more like a chemistry Analysis question."

"All the weapons and equipment here look like they are made of plastic, but their strength is not exactly the same. This proves that they may be made of different materials and have different bite forces. Where do these differences come from?"

Batman in the main universe suddenly turned around, grabbed Batman's cloak and threw him down. When Batman fell to the ground with a thud, the two groups of people rushing towards him were fighting each other, trying to catch Batman in their hands.

With a whoosh, the dark figure beside the raw material tank disappeared.

Deadpool, who was hiding behind, clicked his tongue and said, "This guy must be the Batman of some very important universe. This is too dark."

Barbara grabbed Batman first, and Batman knocked her hand off and roared at her: "I'll say it again, I'm not a clone! Have you ever seen any clone with a voice as beautiful as mine? !”

"I know you are Batman." Barbara also yelled at him: "I'm just worried that if this is exposed, the scary guy will throw you directly in, and you will turn into a puddle of liquid. !”

"Give him to me!" The clown bared his teeth at Barbara and said, "Only I can protect him! You are all a bunch of useless idiots!"

"Shut up, too!" Batman yelled at him.

There was a look of disbelief on the Joker's face, and then he covered his mouth, looked at Batman with extremely aggrieved eyes and said, "How could you talk to me like that?! I'm here to save you!"

Batman lowered his hands helplessly, sighed helplessly and said, "Do you think now is the time for internal fighting? That guy has almost turned the sky upside down!"

"Who is he?" Barbara put away the pistol, and then said: "I have never seen such a dark guy, why is he investigating the raw material recycling plan?!"

Hearing this word again, Batman's face darkened in a rare way. Just as Barbara was about to say something, Batman stretched out his hand to stop her, and then said: "Stop talking, this is also my fault, I should be with him Subdued him as soon as he appeared."

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"Stop questioning me!" Batman stamped his feet angrily, and said, "That guy can only play tricks on me, I'm not even a little bit better than him!"

"Are you in any trouble? Batman?" A voice appeared above everyone's heads. When they looked up, they saw Superman descending like a god.

"Your communication was disconnected a bit suddenly." Superman said: "I have to explain to you that the Justice League's party at the Fortress of Solitude was not intended to..."

"Stop talking!" Batman seemed to finally explode, he said: "Everyone of you will only cause trouble for me! Don't believe me, question me, target me, and isolate me! I'm really fed up with all this! "

Superman's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He slowly retracted it and said, "Listen to me, Batman, we really didn't mean that. I rushed over immediately after the party."

"Yeah, you waited until the party was over before you came here." Batman turned to look at Barbara again and said, "You don't believe that I am the real Batman."

Then he turned to look at the clown and said, "You only care about whether I hate you, and you don't care whether you are causing trouble for me."

Then he glanced at every Arkham criminal, even the police officer behind Barbara, and said: "You all think that I am just looking for trouble every day and making trouble unreasonably. How can a traffic controller say that he is the greatest?" Where’s the Dark Knight?”

The atmosphere in the field fell silent, and Barbara had no choice but to say: "We didn't think so, Batman, you are an excellent vigilante, and Gotham needs you."

"You all think I'm a lunatic. There's no need to make myself so dark and powerful just for the trivial things that happen in the city every day. You think I'm just touching myself." Batman said as he glanced at each of them.

"You don't understand what I'm doing, no one does! I hate you all!"

Superman seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't speak. Batman threw away everyone and walked from the door of the chemical plant into the dark night, looking lonely and decadent.

At this time, Batman in the main universe had already sneaked into the depths of the factory. He found a lot of information here, but none of it was important enough. Until finally, he found a laboratory that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time under the chemical plant.

There is no doubt that this was once a chemical laboratory, where Batman saw many chemical analysis instruments that he had never seen before, and also found the answer to a question he had been thinking about before - in the world of building blocks Everything is made of plastic, but plastic and plastic are different.

Batman thought of the building blocks he had seen in the real world. In most cases, the materials of ordinary building blocks are no different, but there are also some special parts, such as the metal accessories contained in circuit building blocks.

The analysis report in his hand shows how the ancient ancestors of the little brick people in the world of building blocks gradually developed the idea of ​​integrating certain mysterious elements into plastic materials and improving the strength of the building blocks, thus developing the science of building block materials. process.

But more importantly, some data show that the materials that can be used to construct the Little Brick Man are special. This mysterious chemist calls the mysterious factor in the Little Brick Man’s material that can provide vitality “life molecules.” ".

Only plastics containing life molecules can form building blocks that are mobile, intelligent, and soulful. Plastics that do not contain these factors are just ordinary plastics, and they cannot produce intelligence no matter how they are forged.

According to the chemist's speculation, this mysterious life molecule is likely to be related to a meteorite that hit the plastic planet tens of millions of years ago.

Batman thought that maybe this was the origin of life in the world of building blocks. Life molecules melted into plastic, bringing the first batch of life to the world of building blocks.

But this also brings up another problem. If life molecules are brought by a meteorite, just like gold, then this thing should be limited or even rare.

This reminds Batman of the raw material recycling plan. What is lacking in this plan is probably not plastic, but this mysterious life molecule.

If the number of life molecules is constant, even if the population on the earth is limited, there should not be a shortage easily, unless some circumstances cause the life factor to be consumed.

Batman thought of the assembly function of the Brick Man.

Is there really no cost in breaking it into parts and putting them back together again? Even from a practical point of view, it is impossible. The building blocks will always wear out, and long-term violent assembly may cause problems with the bayonet of the parts, causing them to no longer be installed, or the parts to become loose.

Looking at the world of building blocks, what kind of power is repairing these wear and tear?

Perhaps it is this mysterious life factor.

These little building block people living in paradise may not have thought that they have not paid the price for their injuries, but this price cannot be discovered by ordinary people at all, but sooner or later the price will accumulate to the point that they cannot bear it.

And there is a group of people. Batman looked down at the information in his hand. He thought that some people with lofty ideals had discovered the truth, so they proposed this raw material recycling plan. They wanted to replenish the life factor.

But when the total amount is completely constant, how can we replenish the consumed life factor?

Maybe not replenishment, but minimizing consumption - using chemical agents to recycle the "building blocks" that have not been over-consumed.

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