PFC Chapter 2486: Battle for the Cloak (42)
Chapter 2486: Battle for the Cloak (42)
Chapter 2486: Battle for the Cloak (Part )
Batman carefully observed the hole in front of him.
It’s not that there’s anything interesting about this hole, but Batman always felt that he had seen this hole somewhere, especially when he wanted to get closer to the hole and look down through the hole entrance, the psychedelic and dizzy feeling reminded him of another hole.
Batman has been to Schiller's mind world, and he knows there's a hole in the floor of Schiller's mind palace that looks just like that hole, and according to Schiller, the hole in the floor of his mind palace leads to the dream realm.
So this is also a hole leading to the dreamland?
Batman doesn't think that this hole was made by Schiller, because Schiller has his own passage to the dreamland, so there is no need for him to drill another one here. This hole was most likely made by King Robin.
This explains Batman's previous confusion, how did Robin know that Arkham Batman had killed the Joker.
It's not like he knew in advance that there would be such a Batman in a certain universe, and even if he knew, how could he pick out Arkham Batman so quickly from the vast universe by using the exhaustive method?
But if it is through the dreamland, then everything makes sense. According to Schiller, there are no secrets in the dreamland, and everything about human beings is reflected in dreams that reflect their subconscious.
The fact that the Joker got into his brain must have been stimulating, and Arkham Batman couldn't sleep well for a long time. Dreams are not something he can control, so perhaps there has been information about his dreams in the dream kingdom, and this information fell into the hands of Robin King.
Another question arises, how did King Robin enter the dreamland?
Batman didn't know how much power Schiller had in the Dream Kingdom. He only knew that if Dr. Schiller went to the Dream Kingdom first, he would definitely have a way to prevent anyone he didn't want to see in the Dream Kingdom from entering.
Did Schiller put it there on purpose? No, if that was the case, he would not allow Robin King to injure Arkham Batman like this, even if it was Arkham Batman's own fault.
That means that something is still happening beyond Schiller's control, and Schiller is not gaining the upper hand in the game with another mastermind, and Batman doesn't even know where this game is taking place.
This won't do, Batman thought. Even if he couldn't know the specific plans of both parties, he had to know what they were fighting for and how far they had progressed.
The key still lies in Arkham Batman. Both sides must attach great importance to him because he is indeed special enough. Since they chose this place as the battlefield, the Batman of this universe will not be able to escape.
"Leaving now?" Poison Ivy looked at Batman who turned around and left in a strange way. She said, "Aren't you going to study this cave? It looks like the place where the damn culprit came from."
Batman shook his head and said, "This could be a bait or a trap. I've got enough information to use for deduction. Let's go."
"where to?"
"Looking for this universe's Batman."
The two men quickly returned to the safe house, and the journey back was smooth. It might be because Batman had dealt with the strange things in the fog before, and they would not reappear for the time being, which gave them some breathing time.
But after returning to the safe house, Batman's heart sank to the bottom, because the condition of Arkham Batman was very wrong. When the two of them came in, the other party did not respond at all.
This is not the alertness that a Batman should have. Either he is dead or he is not conscious at all.
Batman went forward to check on Arkham Batman and found that it was indeed the latter. Arkham Batman had lost consciousness, not because of serious injury or deep sleep, but because he was completely unconscious.
Batman activated the detection device on his armor and found that Arkham Batman's brain waves were almost not working. In magical terms, his soul was not here at this moment.
If not here, where would it be?
In the dream world, in the cat city Gotham, in a dark room underground, Arkham Batman was tied to a chair. In front of him was a flickering screen, which was playing the dream that Arkham Knight Jason was experiencing.
Arkham Batman watched all this in silence, until he saw Jason falling into a deep sleep in the motel, and his fingers tightened unconsciously.
"No, Jason, wake up..."
Jason woke up at noon the next day. He didn't have a cell phone, so he couldn't answer the call, but he knew very well that he must have been fired from his daytime job because he was absent from work without reason on his first day, so of course there was no way he could continue working there.
But his body was still very sore. After a night of high fever, his bones were aching. Just sitting up made him sweat all over. The feeling of weakness never went away, but became stronger and stronger.
But Jason had something he had to do. He still had some money left from the wages he received yesterday, so he found a nearby convenience store, bought a sewing kit, squatted on the side of the road and took a few breaths before walking towards Spider-Man's house.
The weather today is not very kind, the wind is howling and it is snowing again.
Jason finally reached Spider-Man's house, but even though it wasn't a high-end community, it still had a gate, and breaking in was definitely not possible. Fortunately, Jason had memorized the route before and sneaked in.
Spider-Man's house is not high, only on the 3rd floor. Normally, it would be easy for Jason to go up there. But today, he was not in good shape. It took him a lot of effort to climb the outer wall, so much so that he was out of breath when he stood on the balcony.
Spider-Man went to school and no one was at home during the day, so Jason opened the window and walked in. He soon found the small teddy bear broken into two pieces under the pillow.
Spider-Man definitely can't sew this thing well, but Jason might be able to do that. Jason is a tailor and his hands are always very skillful. How skillful are they? We have to ask the remaining three super cool tires.
Jason checked the broken part. Fortunately, the bear was authentic and the fabric was thick. The only problem was that the cotton was turned inside out, and it was a little difficult to stuff it back evenly.
This job was not difficult at all for Jason. It could be done in less than half an hour. But today he felt dizzy and his hands were shaking. He had to stop and rest for a while. In the end, he couldn't even open his eyes.
Fortunately, he managed to muster up the energy to finish sewing the doll, but he could no longer hold on and fell asleep against the wall while holding the teddy bear.
Jason was shaken awake by Spider-Man, and when he opened his eyes he saw a pair of wide eyes.
"Jason, why are you here? And the doll in your hand, I mean... did you buy a new one?"
"No." Jason shook his head, still feeling heavy, but he still forced himself to say, "I fixed it, how about it?"
Spider-Man carefully took the doll, looked at it left and right, and carefully checked the connection between the head and the body, and let out a scream.
"That's impossible. Did you fix this? It doesn't look like it was ever broken! Tell me where you bought a new one!"
"I told you, I fixed it." Jason sat up straight with some impatience, but his expression was still a little distracted.
Finally, Spider-Man found the flaw because he saw the sewing kit next to Jason's body and found thread of the same color at the seams, which was obviously not the thread at the seams of the original product.
"Oh my God!" Spider-Man was completely stunned. He looked at the teddy bear from left to right as if he had seen a ghost. Then he looked at Jason in disbelief, as if he could not imagine how such a strong man could sew the doll.
Spider-Man's expression became a little awkward. Jason exhaled, looked at him and said, "Just say whatever you want to say."
"No, I definitely didn't say you didn't do a good job. I also value the fruits of your labor, but I just... I mean, if it breaks again, can you show me a show..."
"I can't!" Jason said in a low voice, "Take your baby and get out!"
Spider-Man was unaware of this. He sat down next to Jason, very close to him, poked Jason's arm with his elbow and said, "Hey, can you teach me how to sew this thing? How did you sew the broken joints together?"
Jason rolled his eyes and didn't answer. Spider-Man started wailing again, "Come on, I was just joking. I really think it's amazing. There must be some special technique involved. Just tell me."
Jason remained silent, and Spider-Man then realized something was wrong. He put his head close to Jason's face and took a closer look, for so long that Jason had to reach out and push his head aside.
"You don't look well." Spider-Man reached out and touched Jason's cheek, then pulled his hand back as if he had been burned, and started yelling again, "Oh my god, you have a fever! And it's quite severe!"
"Aunt! Aunt!!" Spider-Man began to shout loudly.
Jason used his last bit of strength to pull him back and said, "I'm fine, your family..."
But Aunt May had already opened the door and came in. When she saw Jason, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, but said nothing. Spider-Man quickly rushed to his aunt and said, "Antipyretics, Aunt, my friend has a fever! And it's a high fever!"
Aunt May immediately stopped caring about who Jason was and how he got in, and rushed to Jason at full speed, faster than Spider-Man.
She placed one hand on Jason's forehead and used the other to flip up his eyelids, clasping her hands together and letting out a scream, "BEN!! BEN!!! This kid has a high fever!!!"
Ben Parker also rushed in, pushed aside the two people blocking his way, checked Jason's condition in the same way, and said to Spider-Man: "We are out of antipyretics at home. Go to the community hospital and buy some. Just buy the ones we usually use at home."
"He looks a little dehydrated. Buy some more glucose." Aunt May added, and then she reached out and patted Jason's cheek hard and said, "Hey, boy, don't sleep. Have you eaten?"
Jason shook his head slowly, relying on instinct.
"Is there something wrong with this child's intelligence? He knows he has a fever but he still refuses to eat?!" Aunt May's tone was as harsh as scratching the window. She shouted, "Peter! Buy two cans of pancake mix on the way!"
"Got it, Auntie!"
Jason's consciousness had completely sunk. In a daze, he thought, OK, that's it. I have a fever and I need to rest. Let me have a good sleep.
Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in the darkness, and a hand full of daggers slashed across his cheek.
"what!!!!"
Jason woke up with a start.
The secret room is really fun
(End of this chapter)