What bad intentions could Batman have?

I am Chen Tao.

A time traveler.

I have considered countless times whether my behavior is really normal.

Am I influenced by those Batman memories?

Did they influence me to change my ways and become more and more crazy?

Look at what I am going to do now.

I am going to intercept a nuclear bomb, completely voluntarily, premeditated, and deliberately careless.

—— Damn, I have completely turned into the shape of Batman, and that mask with pointed ears is really a damn magic.

—— Damn, what kind of lunatic would anticipate the situation of his own body receiving a nuclear bomb?

It's like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, secretly expecting that he will fall off?

This is definitely a pathological self-destructive tendency.

Ha.

So now, you start to question your motives again? Your body is very honest and has made all kinds of preparations, and then you start to doubt your brain?

Don't be funny.

You say to yourself:

Once the bow is shot, there is no turning back.

No matter what, this is my decision... Chen Tao's decision.

I decided to intercept the nuclear bomb in person in the worst possible scenario, when all my cards were exhausted, when I had no other choice, and at the risk of being killed.

Now is the time to put my decision into practice.

So the predictable fear shocked your whole body like a pacemaker.

"I modified the design of the nuclear bomb. It is no longer a weapon for ground strikes... It is a weapon made for you-"

Bane said.

The world is distorted in front of your eyes, and Bane's voice is stretched and deformed in your ears.

You hear Bane say:

"Its radar is set to track Batman."

And you know you are Batman.

"It's terrible." Lucius' voice sounded in the headset: "I understand what Bane means, that is, this nuclear bomb is now being launched according to the predetermined trajectory. If we ignore it, it will raze the metropolis to the ground, and if you want to push it off the orbit and throw it out of the earth, it is impossible, because this nuclear bomb is set to track you, and once you get close to it, it will explode!" He spoke a little incoherently, and the language processing was not brain-processing, but at least he barely explained the current situation. Then the voice of the butler Alfred sounded in the channel: "Master, I heard the general situation, you don't have to rely on yourself." His face with a candle head mask appeared on the two-dimensional projection screen, and there were two stupid claws standing behind him. Young Robin stood safely behind him, and all crises and dangers were far away from him. Alfred's tone was very calm, and he looked very rational, even with a relaxed smile on his face:

"We must have other ways, we can think of other ways. For example, drones-"

"Bane named me." Chen Tao whispered to him: "Wouldn't he think of this? Drones can't adapt to an environment like leaving the atmosphere. There is no doubt that this is a great gift prepared for me."

Alfred was silent for a moment, and then quickly said:

"Then there are some other ways, Man-Bat, a human-faced bat, he can also fly!"

So you don't care about the life and death of Man-Bat? Without a nano body to face a nuclear bomb explosion, he will definitely die.

Although Chen Tao doesn't mind finding a scapegoat, the most important thing is...

"How can a human-faced bat catch up with a missile at its flying speed?"

"Then we can find another..."

Chen Tao took a deep breath.

"Alfred, I have envisioned this situation, okay?"

He told Alfred: "It's nothing more than facing the explosion of a nuclear bomb."

He organized his words:

"I have some special abilities, nano Batman or something."

Alfred responded in a low voice: "I know, sir. Although you didn't take the initiative to explain them to me, I wouldn't ask deliberately, but there is no doubt that I know."

Chen Tao continued:

"I have envisioned the scene of a nuclear bomb explosion. As long as I can transform into a hybrid of a car and a nano body at the same time, plus the amber gold of the owl bat to save my life, even if I face a nuclear bomb - our chief scientist has helped me calculate the relevant values, I will not die, at most I will be weakened."

He stretched out his hand, one hand turned into the black sand of the broken bat, and the other hand condensed into a green dinosaur claw, and then smoothly turned into a car tire under his control.

His temple throbbed with pain, but this time...

The two overlapping transformations did not collapse.

Lucius' voice confirmed beside him: "Alfred, Bruce didn't let me tell you before, mainly because he was afraid that you would worry, and this is just a plan for the worst case scenario, although now... um..." He said in a dull tone: "This worst case scenario has become a reality." Alfred was silent for a while. "You never told me before that you wanted to take the nuclear bomb head-on." He turned his head suddenly and looked at Robin standing beside him: "Tim, you know this, right? You didn't tell me? You didn't dare to tell me?" He didn't even call Tim Master as usual. Tim was silent in response. Alfred turned his head and said dejectedly: "Have you tried it?" Chen Tao was speechless.

"Oh my God, you haven't tried it, have you? You're not sure if you can survive a nuclear bomb."

"It's not that exaggerated." Chen Tao told him: "According to numerical calculations, as long as I'm not at the center, the shock wave and heat energy are not enough to destroy me. Of course, radiation is also ineffective against me..."

Chen Tao wasted a while, and then suddenly realized that these could not dispel Alfred's worries, so he stopped explaining and finally said:

"I'm sorry, Alfred. I'm afraid I have to go. After all, this is Batman's responsibility."

Chen Tao could hear every word he said clearly.

"And I am-"

"No! No! You can't!!! You are not him! He is dead! He is finally dead! He finally got what he wanted and died with the monsters in exhaustion!"

Alfred finally broke out.

He was shaking all over, and he could no longer maintain his forced smile.

"This city gave you back to me! Gotham gave me back the little boy named Bruce Wayne who died with his parents in Crime Alley!"

"You finally let it go, you can finally sleep, you are finally at peace - my child!"

He stretched out his hand carefully, as if he wanted to touch Bruce's face through the screen, as if he was touching some fragile porcelain.

"My fate is full of ups and downs, my child with bruises all over his body! You have suffered so much! You don't have to, you don't need to-"

He clenched his fists, as if he could desperately hold on to his Bruce, as if Chen Tao would turn into a bat and fly away in the next second.

"Please, damn it! You don't have to be a bat monster in black anymore!"

"..."

The old man seemed to have used up his last bit of strength, his legs softened, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Please..."

"..."

"There are others...others can go. You don't owe this city anything, you don't owe anyone. You should live a normal life. This city, or other cities, what they are like has nothing to do with you."

He uttered two indistinct sobs.

Under the light, half of Chen Tao's face was hidden in the shadows.

"Nuclear bomb explosion, world destruction, this...none of these is your responsibility."

He said:

"You promised to retire with me."

It's always like this, it has happened too many times-the son of Gotham put on his uniform again, the dead bat monster revived, and he...

had to watch Bruce Wayne on the verge of death again. This is undoubtedly the cruelest torture in Alfred's life.

For this...

I am deeply sorry.

"Alfred..."

"I am Batman."

Chen Tao always felt that there was a sense of destiny in these words.

They looked at each other in silence.

Lucius' voice also rang in Chen Tao's ears at this time: "We detected it, the nuclear bomb!"

He said with some sadness: "But we no longer have interceptor missiles. So..."

"I know."

The Dark Knight took a deep breath, bowed his head heavily, sighed, and when he raised his head, Alfred saw the raging fire that burned everything roaring fiercely in his eyes.

He was familiar with that look, he was too familiar with that look.

That look was unique to Batman. In the past years, he had seen such a look countless times-

Aloof and awe-inspiring, contemptuous and sharp!