Chapter 860: Yellow Beam 1 Dream

"How is his situation?"
"I can't die, it's just that something went wrong mentally. He is stuck in his own fantasy and can't come out."
"Let Hallie take a look?"
"Better not, unlike you, I don't believe her."
Su Ming walked to Damian's side, the conversation between the two lowered their voices, and all four eyes looked at Batman with a pale face.
He is more like a dead person than Catwoman.
But the current effect is what Su Ming wants. He only needs to let Batman regain consciousness first, and then wait for the script to finish.
The Joker wants to die in Batman's hands, but Bat refuses to kill him, but he laughs wildly at him every step of the way. If he doesn't want to lose, he can only take a step back.
Yes, there will always be people shouting back to the wonderful repertoire, and Su Ming still needs the clown to play some role.
But so many people can't do it here. He needs to hold back the laughter and destroy the army when the Joker returns, and keep the uncontrollable factors to a minimum.
"I think it's better to let Alfred try. I have heard stories about relatives awakening vegetatives, holding hands and talking by the bed for decades."
Damian responded with skepticism to the death knell's suggestion. It had no scientific basis at all, and it relied on luck and metaphysics.
More often, it is the hope that doctors give to patients' families, a psychological sustenance to persist in living.
Damian is not fragile yet, and he needs to pin his hopes on a possibility. Instead of that, he should think of ways to deal with the current earth crisis.
He shook his head: "I tried it. I took his hand and said a lot to him, but he didn't respond. Although he opened his eyes, he cut off contact with the outside world."
"It's better to let Mr. Butler come, kid you... it's not suitable." Su Ming touched his head, showing a bitter smile, and staring at Batman with blank eyes.
Damian narrowed his eyes: "What do you know?"
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense, I don't know." The death knell shook, and he hurriedly shook his head and turned to leave, his back seemed a little panicked, and he walked to Halle and Poison Ivy sitting on the table aside.
Damy stood quietly on the spot, holding his chin, his life experience really...
In this case, let Ah Fu try, and the conclusion will be known in a while.
Halle and Ivy are sitting in a row eating fruit. A vine broke out of the hard rocky ground. There are a few red fruit hanging on it. Hallie ate so much juice on her chest and her face was like a cat same.
Seeing the death knell approaching, she generously plucked a fruit for him, Ivy rolled her eyes angrily.
The house in New York is her and Halle’s ‘love nest’, and it’s this man who insists on living in, disturbing their two worlds.
If it wasn't for him to find a way to save the world, she would definitely find a chance to drive him away.
This person is too dangerous. Hallie has never resisted people with broad ideas. The smarter or confused she is, the more fascinated she is.
"Eat it? It's sweet."
"No, thank you, we have other things to prepare."
"Looking for something? I'm familiar with it. I used to come often."
"Can you turn on armor?"
"what?"
Hallie was sitting on the table with her legs dangling, but the subject of the death knell suddenly turned in another direction, making her a little stunned for a while.
But immediately, she showed a big smile, ignoring the weird look cast by Diana not far away, she jumped directly onto the death knell.
"Good guy, are you saying you want to give me new toys?"
Su Ming tore her off her body and put it back on the table: "If the situation permits, I want to borrow an exoskeleton armor for you from the old butler. Anyway, Batman has more than a dozen sets of armor, and he doesn't wear it."
Halle glanced at Batman who was staring at the sky in a daze on the hospital bed not far away, and her smile gradually became brighter: "I think he may bid farewell to the armor in the future..."
"Don't say that, I believe Batman can still be saved." Su Ming barked his teeth and motioned to her to lower his voice.
"Puff, okay, I'll let you do it." Hallie licked her lips, winked and smiled: "Now that the technology is so advanced, things like War Armor are all controlled by small computers, as long as the brain moves. Fast enough, all of us can wear that to fight."
Su Ming nodded and moved his chin: "Wait, I don't need it this time, I will always get you one if I have a chance."
"Then you must remember to agree to me, and I will close my eyes and wait for the gift to be placed on the bed?"
Hallie reached out and touched the flower on Su Ming's chest, but the rose suddenly grew a leaf and hit her. Hallie suddenly showed a surprised expression, she was actually beaten by the flower?
...............
What is the happiest moment in life?
For Bruce, it was the first thing he remembered in his life.
He was only four years old at the time, and it was a warm summer night, and he was running to Wayne's mansion outside the door, which had exceeded his stipulated bedtime.
Thomas, Martha, and Alfred held hands between him and the mansion, they were playing games.
Bruce's goal was to break through their blockade and rush into the room, so he kept running up, changing angles, and trying his best to hit their arms, but was stopped every time.
They left him there so that everyone could play longer.
He still remembered Thomas' powerful arms, Martha's beautiful pearl necklace, and Alfred's young face.
They hugged him in the middle, feeling the warm evening breeze blowing across the field together, blowing everyone's smiling faces.
Bruce used these to make himself forget, how lonely he was on the other side of the door in the dark building with no one.
That is the shape of a bat.
He no longer thinks about bats, but throws his memory into another aspect. He remembers the smell of the lawn just being trimmed, and the bright red sunset peeks through the leaves like eyes.
But what he remembered most clearly was the power they brought him back to his side.
And the laughter of each of them, they all laughed like crazy, and Gotham, the city is getting darker...
Yes, the memory game ends here. Bruce is just a memory after all, and the totem in the empty house is the real him.
He got out of the arms of his parents and bypassed Ah Fu's block. He rushed to the monster with wings spread in the dark door.
The bat hugged him, bit and merged with him, he felt pain and fear, and he would become them.
Gotham needs Batman, and he is Batman!
"Master Bruce?"
His eyes were focused, and he recognized his current position for the first time, right next to the final machine in the Batcave, and Afu was holding his hand, and it was his voice that brought Batman back to reality.
"what time is it?"
He sat up, clutching his abdomen, and despite the final remedy of the machine, a long scar was inevitably left there.
Ah Fu breathed a sigh of relief. After all, trauma is a trivial matter. The difficulty lies in laughing gas and mental problems, but seeing Bruce return to the way he used to be, it should be no problem.
He released his hand and took out his pocket watch and looked at it, as always, "You went home earlier than usual. I haven't had time to make breakfast."
Regardless of how many people were watching, Batman walked straight to the side of the rock wall in shorts, verified his palm prints, and took out a set of uniforms and put it on him again.
"Give them a takeaway, just for the two of us."
Ah Fu shook his head slightly, then bowed and left, revealing Damian behind him.
Damian gave Batman a complicated look, and sure enough, Death Knell was right, he was indeed different.
But not so much different, it is better to say that he has nothing to do with Bruce Wayne.
He had also called Batman by the hand before, whether it was Batman or his father, and Batman was motionless in a daze.
The results of it? The vegetative person on the bed has recovered in less than ten seconds after changing to the old housekeeper? Do not say anything, and plan to go out to perform the task?
The most excessive thing is that I didn’t even have my own breakfast. Doesn’t this mean that I am not my own...
In fact, it's just that Batman didn't notice him. He just returned from mental confusion and he didn't even see the death knell. How could he notice Damian who was only 1.3 meters?
When he turned around in his bat uniform, Damian had already turned and walked away.
"Young Titans, gather!" He did not give Batman a chance to speak, and went straight to Su Ming's side: "Send us away from here, it seems that some people are always redundant."
"Don't be sad, let me take you to the newly built playground in Poseidonia? I built it with Barry." Su Ming touched his head, and at the same time looked at Arthur with a questioning look. Nodded generously.
Anyway, Batman's son, Green Arrow's sister, Barry's nephew, these are not outsiders, just go if you want to play, and their teammates' identity verification is also exempt.
Damian took a deep breath, took off his mask, and squeezed a smile at Su Ming: "Yes, I listen to you."
"Poseidonnis Amusement Park." Su Ming opened the portal, and the creeping cavity appeared in front of him again: "By the way, take Hallie and Ivy with you. Next is the time for Zhenglian."
Hearing the amusement park, Hallie was impatient for a long time. The little balance in her heart was laughing wildly on one side and playing on the other. That day, Ping lost her balance instantly, and went to the amusement park to hit the ground with a big hole.
"Let's go~ Atlantis is free~EbookFREE.me~ right?"
While pushing Ivy into the portal, she turned to ask Arthur this question. Of course the amusement park is good, but the free amusement park is even better.
Now she is a good person, and it is always a bit embarrassing if she has to make a road in the amusement park to leave.
Arthur covered his eyes and kept nodding. He really couldn't deal with this kind of crazy woman, so he was better off. Although his temper was a little stubborn, he was at least a normal person.
The portal is closed, and only Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Arrow, Deathstroke, and Batman are left in the bat cave.
Batman did not participate in the discussion. He had already sat before his brother’s eyes to inquire about what he cared about. Those gloved hands danced with afterimages, and all kinds of information flowed through the screen. He and his brain The intelligence is compared one by one.
After a while, he stopped and turned around, looking at the people standing or sitting.
"I know the plan of the Laughing Bat, ready to start the countermeasures."