What bad intentions could Batman have?

In the Metal Spirit.

A large number of Bruces were placed inside a temporary building made of metal.

There was no day or night here, and each Bruce was imprisoned in a huge transparent cage suspended in the air. Each of them had enough space to enjoy, and there was a private room for going to the toilet. They could also go to play basketball or exercise or even play games through the passage next to the transparent cell at any time. This was by no means an inhumane imprisonment.

But even so, the imprisonment for several days had already made these Bruces irritable.

Batman Dragon rescued them from the cave of the Laughing Bat. Although he said at the time that he would send them back to his own universe, he had not taken any action so far, and still put them in the Metal Spirit and brought them around.

But despite this, they still couldn't leave here, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up, knock on the door, or curse.

This was not only because the injuries suffered by the Laughing Bat had not healed, but more because Batman Dragon took good care of them.

——Of course, this is not because Chen Tao gave them some anesthetic drugs or something, making it difficult for them to distinguish whether it was their injuries that made them unable to move or the anesthesia that made it difficult for them to stop thinking about those things!

But in short, it's time for lunch every day.

"Dear Bruce, good afternoon, it's the happiest lunch time again."

"It's actually noon now, our time is upside down." A bearded Bruce rubbed his stomach on the bed: "What do you think the Batman Dragon, who is different from the Laughing Bat, is going to do? He has trapped us for half a month."

"Half a month? Not that long." A younger and thin Bruce next to him sneered: "You are the worst Bruce I have ever seen. You haven't even learned to calculate time. Lei Xiao Aogu (i.e. Ninja Master, Leader of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, Batman "Has your mentor, Batman, not trained you to be tortured?"

"Then how long do you think it's been now?"

The thin Batman calculated for a while, and then said: "4 days and 9 hours."

"You calculated wrong." A slightly stronger Batman next to him shook his head slightly: "You can't calculate it by the time you turn on and off the lights. I have been through two all-nighters, and each time he turns off the lights, the time becomes longer, so time is quietly taken away when we sleep. We have been trapped for 5 days."

"Whatever, so I don't understand." Bruce, who has a big belly, shouted loudly.

He seemed more casual and unprofessional than those Bruce wearing Batman uniforms. In his transparent room, a set of Batman uniforms was thrown casually in the corner by him.

"I am not a damn Batman at all. I was handling official business in the city hall, and that madman brought me to him to torture me in every way, and then another madman..."

Everyone ignored his screams, and outside their transparent room, the radio was still ringing.

"...I sincerely hope that all Bruces will realize how important it is for Batman to keep secrets before launching his plan. In order to ensure the smooth completion of the plan and to ensure that the secrets are not leaked at all, dear Bruces, you should understand..."

"This damn thing is played every day, when will it end?"

Some Batmen complained loudly, and soon, the damn nonsense was finally finished. Outside the transparent room, one after another, I don't know if it was a holographic stereoscopic head or a mini Batman composed of nanorobots, flew into each transparent cage with plates of food, and passed the food through the cage to Bruce inside.

Each of them said when passing the food: "Dear Bruce, Bat Mite is at your service."

"Hey, Bat Mite!" Some Bruces were not very determined. They ran to the edge of the transparent room and shouted to Bat Mite through the screen: "Come here! When can we go out?"

"Yes, dear."

The Bat Mite robot heard Bruce's call. After delivering the meal, he flew to the other side and said: "Do you need human customer service?"

"Yes!"

"It's useless. We have tried many times." Bruce next to him laughed at Bruce who called Bat Mite.

But Bruce was still stubbornly trying.

"Bat Mite is queuing for you. It is expected that you can connect to human customer service after 20 minutes of queuing."

Bat Mite tilted his head, and then an hourglass appeared on his head.

More than 20 minutes later

"Bat Mite, I'm in line."

"There seems to be something wrong with the network, let's check the network."

"What about the human customer service?"

"If you need human customer service, deduct 1."

"1."

"The call has been disconnected."

"***, I need human customer service! You fucking robot!"

"Dear, Bat Mite is queuing for you. It is expected that you can connect to human customer service after 20 minutes of queuing."

"Fuck your mother, fuck your father, fuck your grandmother, fuck you..." The thunderous voice of the broken Bruce resounded in his own transparent room.

"It's so pitiful. He still can't accept the facts. He's going crazy."

"Yes, he is the most stubborn Bruce Wayne here. He is almost a celebrity."

The entire system designed by Chen Tao was designed to stimulate their emotions, and through this immoral method, most of the blues were driven to the point of ecstasy.

What no one noticed was that because Chen Tao called the only nanorobots Bruce could come into contact with as Bat Mites, in the past six days, all Bruces had deeply remembered the name Bat Mites——

And in the process of being teased by the other party again and again, he accumulated a lot of emotions towards bat mites.

You see, the hope that I can get out, the blue light.

Angry at being fooled, red light.

Willpower to count time, green light.

The fear of not being able to get out, yellow light.

I am stuck here, missing my family and loving you, Zi Leng.

Pity the other idiot Bruce for trying to talk to Bat-Mite, Qing Deng.

Tried to ask the Bat-Mite robot again, greedily thinking he could get the answer, Orange Lantern.

The entire seven-color emotional spectrum has been taken care of. At most, two of them are not enough energy, but it doesn’t hurt, as long as they are there.

All these emotions are transformed into directional emotional spectrum energy by the light rings hidden in the base under each transparent room, and then converge into a lamp furnace built by Chen Tao hidden under this "Blues Community". , perfectly slow smelting using technology from Lantern One.

Here are countless treasures that Bruce Batman has accumulated over a long time, and a whole furnace of deep and deep emotions for the five-dimensional little devil [Bat Mite] who is just like the troublemaker...

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It was approaching dawn.

In a dark multiverse.

It was, as many imagined, murder, horrific death, a vicious disaster, a devastating cosmic collapse.

A dark multiverse that had barely maintained itself for a long time finally faced its imminent collapse at this moment. A monster destined to destroy his own world, at this time, wore a king's robe, and it was commonplace...

Killing all living beings wantonly.

When the boy slowly landed on the ground carrying the jetpack he snatched from Adam Qixia, the boy felt the gaze of more people. People watched him as a little bird, saw him building his nest behind the window, and grew hungry.

Robin King landed on the ground, with the bodies of Hawkgirl and Hawkman on his right, and the dead Adam's Wonder and Firestorm on his left.

He raised his foot and kicked it hard, sending Firestorm's head rolling around on the ground.

The boy jeered loudly, so hard that his throat hurt, that they could all hear it. He mocked the heroes, calling them cowards and superstitions, all of them.

He declared his name to everyone, King Robin, a king of pain that represents nightmares and death, a born extremely evil person, a child's purest evil.

His sensors went off, something big and powerful was approaching, fast, Superman was coming, and Wonder Woman.

But just then, a shadow covered the alley where he stood.

When King Robin turned his head, he saw the maniacally laughing face.

"Who are you?"

Then the boy heard the man's voice.

"Someone who cares, someone who will tell you the truth."

King Robin raised his head and saw the Laughing Bat standing in front of him, making a slight salute: "I am the Laughing Bat, this world where you dance and jump wildly, dear little master... in the great Barbato There's no real grand plan in Sri Lanka's plans."

"This is just one of those parts of the earth that can be a source of entertainment. It can be wiped out with the flick of a wave. It's not going to last. There's no truth to it."

"What does it mean to be erased with just a swipe? But it's all very real and fatal to me, and it's also very real and fatal to the heroes who died at my feet."

King Robin heard the Laughing Bat whisper to him:

"I know it's all confusing, but you, my child, are the only real thing here. There is a place where you can actually feel the blood and hear those who died at your hands. The sound of death."

"So what do you think?"

The Laughing Bat chuckled, and his eyes met Robin King through the dark goggles.

And soon he heard the answer he wanted.

"I think I'd love to go there..."

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The Laughing Bat tried his best to organize his words to prevent King Robin, a ferocious little beast, from attacking him out of disappointment.

"What is this place?"

Earth-22.

Although the Laughing Bats still have many backup bases in many other places, Earth-22 is still one of the main bases of the Laughing Bats.

This is the most important place, and it is also a place that Barbatos knows. Therefore, many things must be solved by the Laughing Bat here first, so many things must be built here, under Barbatos's nose.

Like a pool of laughing venom, he must place these in front of Barbatos.

Therefore, the Laughing Bat knew that this was actually risky.

But he picked a perfect time, a moment when Barbatos found a new way to absorb the power of the corpse of the World Forger, and the other party definitely had no time to interfere with the situation on his side.

Robin King.

A character that the Laughing Bat had long spotted, but it was always difficult to attack.

The opponent's aggressiveness was too strong. The Laughing Bat tried several times and met him at different times...

For example, when he just showed his potential as a bad seed, such as when he defeated everyone and became the king of the world, if he tried to recruit Robin King at these moments, the other party would only fight him violently, and even if he knew he couldn't win, he would pounce on him like a beast. The Robin King of this world has an animal-like thinking mode.

After being attacked, the Laughing Bat had to use the speed force he got from the Red Death to restart the opponent's universe, and temporarily solidified the timeline at a certain point in time, waiting for a period when he was able to control Robin King, and then he took out the treasure called Robin King.

And now... this time.

"...Hey, I know you want to be a bird, but that's because you're young and you want to inspire others to follow your footsteps, but that will never work, kid, goodness, evil, none of that works. In the end, all you learn is that you can't win them over, you can only win over them."

When Robin King followed the footsteps of the Laughing Bat down the stairs. He saw large numbers of children from the Dark Multiverse locked in cages wearing Robin uniforms, and the Laughing Bat was mass-transforming them into Robin dogs.

"Free them from pain, from the disappointment you are destined to face. As Robin, they only need to serve the Dark Knights, you don't need to inspire anyone, and they are happy! What do you think, kid?"

"If I say you, just set up rules like everyone else, force everyone to be like you, I still believe that if you show them the right way, most young people will follow my song, I have hope. They are out there."

Robin King's reaction was as expected by Laughing. When the other party saw such a magnificent Laughing Robin dog manufacturing assembly line, his first reaction would be to seize it all and turn it into a factory for producing his admirers.

And it was not until now that Robin King realized this.

The elder Laughing Bat just wanted to imprison him so that he could no longer sing like a bird.

So before Batman could see it, Robin King took a pill he prepared for the Martian, which would trap a small part of the remaining mind and keep him in a burning body.

Before the door of the trap cage carefully prepared by Laughing was closed. Robin King didn't even have time to drink the pill, and then he fell directly into the pool of Joker venom and fell into the high temperature.

This transformation was like torture, and the worst thing was that Robin King could still hear the voice of the elder, telling him that he would understand and that this would be right, which made Robin King furious.

But Robin King knew better, he hid himself firmly in the nest of thoughts, and all this...

was in the plan of the Laughing Bat.

He deliberately let Robin King retain a part of his consciousness instead of being completely transformed, just to use him against the enemy at some point in the future, and if Robin King lost consciousness, he couldn't do this.

Then...

The Laughing Bat left the Joker venom pool leisurely.

In his hand, he didn't know when he had grabbed Robin King's belt.

In the belt was imprisoned a five-dimensional little demon, the Thunderbolt Elf.

And using the little demon and the information he had previously mastered, the Laughing Bat could really summon a powerful five-dimensional creature that could compete head-on with the troublemaker:

Bat Mite.