PFC Chapter 2858: The Battle of the Brick People! (2)
Chapter 2858: The Battle of the Brick People! (2)
Chapter 2858: The Battle of the Brick People! (XII)
Some things were thrown from the box into the huge chemical pool on the first floor, making a crackling sound and emitting white smoke.
Soon, some liquid flowed out of the pipe under the pool and into an unknown device.
Batman narrowed his eyes slightly, staring closely at the staff member's movements. The other party looked very relaxed and was humming a little tune. He did not look sneaky or guilty.
He gave Deadpool behind him a look.
After waiting for a while and seeing no response, he gave Deadpool another look.
He turned back and immediately turned back to find that Deadpool behind him had already started eating potato chips.
Batman turned back and stared at Deadpool, who hurriedly put away the snacks, wiped the potato chip residue from his mouth, and whispered, "Do you want to catch him and ask him?"
Batman sighed and was about to touch the batarang on his waist, but Deadpool pushed him away and said, "I'll do it!"
Then he swung his two swords and rushed forward.
Batman covered his eyes, and heard a crackling sound - Deadpool fell down 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 wisp of white smoke was rising above the chemical pool.
The same liquid flows out of the pipe.
Batman jumped down, his cape lightly brushing over the dangerous chemicals, and he did not forget to pick up Deadpool on the way. After jumping down, he looked up and saw the stacked drop-off points on the upper floor.
"Raw material recycling plan..." A deep voice echoed in the empty factory, and the thick dark atmosphere almost overflowed.
Just as Batman was about to step around to the other side of the pool, a figure rushed in from the other side of the factory gate.
"Ha! They will never guess that it was actually the sonic weapon I carried with me! You are worthy of being the great Dark Knight Batman. You got rid of the pursuit so easily. I am so... Uh! Why are you here?!"
Batman from the main universe looked at the pursuer and thought to himself that it was not good. He almost flashed behind Batman, picked up his cape and jumped to the edge of the chemical pool.
The two groups of people rushing in from two different directions only saw a tall dark figure holding another black object in his hand, standing high on the edge of the huge chemical pool.
The main universe Batman turned around and raised his arms, allowing Batman to hang above the chemical liquid. He turned around and said to the people below: "If you take another step forward, I will throw him down."
The leaders of the two groups slammed on the brakes. Barbara shouted, "No! Batman! You can't resort to lynching! That clone is an important witness..."
"Bullshit! Look carefully at who is the clone!" Batman, whose cape was grabbed, struggled and shouted loudly: "I am the real Batman, and this guy is the evil clone! How can I be as dark as him?!"
On the other side, the Joker, who was leading the Arkham criminals, glared at the tall dark figure and said, "Put him down! You damn bastard! This is too much!"
"What do you know about the raw material recycling plan?" asked the main universe Batman slowly.
The nervous expression on Barbara's face flashed by, but it did not escape the eyes of the main universe Batman. He actually began to pace on the edge of the slender and narrow raw material tank, and every step was terrifying.
"I have been wondering what constitutes your current state. For you, this seems to be a discussion about the ultimate origin of life, but for me, it is not mixed with any philosophical meaning, but more like a chemical analysis problem."
"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?"
The Batman from the main universe suddenly turned around, grabbed Batman's cape and threw him down. When Batman fell to the ground with a bang, the two groups of people who rushed up fought each other, both trying to catch Batman in their hands.
With a whoosh, the dark figure next to the raw material tank disappeared.
Deadpool, who was hiding in the back, clicked his tongue and said, "This guy must be the Batman of some very important universe. This is too dark."
Barbara grabbed Batman first, but Batman slapped her hand away and roared at her: "I say it again, I'm not a clone! Have you ever seen a clone with a voice as beautiful as mine?!"
"I know you are Batman." Barbara also yelled at him, "I'm just worried that if I reveal this, that scary guy will just throw you in, and then you'll turn into a pool 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.
The Joker showed an expression of disbelief on his face, and then he covered his mouth, looked at Batman with a very aggrieved look and said: "How can you talk to me like that?! I'm here to save you!"
Batman dropped his hands helplessly, sighed helplessly and said: "Do you think now is still the time to fight among yourselves? That guy is about to turn the world upside down!"
"Who is he?" Barbara put away her gun and said, "I've never seen such a dark guy. Why is he investigating the raw material recycling program?!"
Hearing this word again, Batman's face sank in a rare moment. Just as Barbara was about to say something, Batman reached out his hand to stop her, and then said, "Don't say it. This is also my fault. I should have subdued him the moment he appeared."
"Are you sure you can do it?"
"Stop questioning me!" Batman stamped his feet in anger. He said, "That guy is just a mystifier. I am much better than him!"
"Are you in trouble, Batman?" A voice appeared above everyone's head. They looked up and saw Superman descending like a god.
"Your communication was disconnected a little suddenly." Superman said, "I must explain to you that the Justice League's party in the Fortress of Solitude was not intended to be..."
"Stop talking!" Batman seemed to finally explode, he said: "Every one of you only causes trouble for me! You don't believe me, you question me, you target me, and you isolate me! I'm really fed up with all this!"
Superman's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He slowly retracted his hand and said, "Listen to my explanation, Batman. We really didn't mean that. I rushed here right after the party ended."
"Yeah, you waited until the party was over before you came here." Batman turned and looked 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 if I hate you, not if you're causing trouble for me."
Then he glanced at every Arkham criminal, even the police officer behind Barbara, and said, "You all think I'm just looking for trouble every day. How can a traffic controller say that he is the greatest Dark Knight?"
The atmosphere in the field fell silent, and Barbara had to speak up: "We didn't think so, Batman, you are an excellent vigilante, Gotham needs you."
"You all think I'm a lunatic. There's no need to make myself so dark and powerful for the trivial things that happen in the city every day. You think I'm just moving myself." Batman said, glancing at each of them.
"You don't understand what I'm doing, no one understands! I hate all of you!"
Superman seemed to want to say something, but ultimately did not open his mouth. Batman shook off everyone and walked out of the chemical plant gate into the dark night, looking lonely and decadent.
At this time, Batman from the main universe had 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 looked 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 he had never seen before, and also found the answer to a question he had been thinking about before - everything in the building block world is made of plastic, but plastic is different from plastic.
Batman thought about the building blocks he had seen in the real world. In most cases, the materials of ordinary building blocks were not much different, but there were also some special parts, such as the metal accessories contained in the circuit building blocks.
The analysis report in his hand shows how the ancient ancestors of the building block men in the building block world gradually developed the process of integrating certain mysterious elements into plastic materials and improving the strength of the building blocks, thereby developing building block materials science.
But more importantly, some data show that the material that can be used to construct the Lego man is special. This mysterious chemist calls the mysterious factor in the Lego man material that can provide vitality "life molecules."
Only plastics containing life molecules can form building blocks that can move, have intelligence, and have souls. Plastics that do not contain these factors are just ordinary plastics and cannot produce intelligence no matter how they are forged.
According to the chemist, this mysterious life molecule is likely related to a meteorite that hit this plastic planet tens of millions of years ago.
Batman thought, perhaps this was the origin of life in the world of building blocks. The life molecules melted into the plastic, bringing the first life to the world of building blocks.
But this also brings up another problem: if the molecules of life were brought by a meteorite, like gold, then this thing should be limited, even scarce.
This reminded Batman of the raw material recycling plan. What is lacking in this plan is most likely not plastic, but this mysterious life molecule.
If the number of life molecules is constant, then even if it leads to a limited population on Earth, it should not be easily in short supply, unless some circumstances cause the life factors to be consumed.
Batman thought of the assembly function of the building block man.
Is it really true that there is no consumption when the building blocks are broken into parts and then put back together? Even from a realistic point of view, this is impossible. Building blocks will always wear out. Long-term violent assembly is likely to cause problems with the parts' snap-in, resulting in the parts no longer being able to be assembled, or the parts becoming loose.
Looking at it from the perspective of 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 it’s not that they have not paid a price for their injuries, but that this price cannot be discovered by ordinary people at all. However, sooner or later, the price will accumulate to a point that they cannot bear.
And there was 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 life factors.
But if the total amount remains constant, how can we replenish the consumed life factors?
Perhaps it is not about replenishment, but about minimizing consumption - using chemical agents to recycle the "building blocks" that have not been over-consumed.
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