Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 100 Removing Daredevil's Eyeball
Du Mu didn't expect that Peter's excitement this time would be so serious.

Looking at Peter's happy expression, it was obviously because of the children in the side yard.

Du Mu still remembered that the last time Peter asked him about it, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect Peter to take it seriously immediately.

But Peter then scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Of course, I'm just researching it and just made some key progress. But I was too excited and couldn't sleep, so I came to tell you right away."

Du Mu looked at Peter and smiled.

He patted Peter on the shoulder and said seriously, "Thank you, Peter."

Peter was slightly stunned, and quickly said: "I am just a porter of the formula. The formula was found in my father's old files. The specific project was carried out by Dr. Connors. I dare not take credit for it."

Du Mu shook his head and didn't take Peter's modesty to heart.

He looked at the gate of the martial arts hall and sighed slightly.

Of course Du Mu also knew Dr. Connors, but the reason why he did not think of using his technology was because the result of the other party's human experiment on him was that he turned into a lizard monster and lost control.

This technology is too unstable and is not as helpful as Bruce's prosthetic limbs.

But that was just the result of the other party's hasty human experiment.

With this level of biotechnology, it would be difficult to put it into use without several years of repeated testing. It can be said that simply turning into a monster and losing emotions are already minor side effects that are almost terrifying.

The biggest difficulty with many new technologies is that they 'don't work at all'. Once they are effective, eliminating and suppressing side effects is just a matter of cost and time.

From 0 to 1 is the most critical.

In this case, and since I have never been to Marvel, I will see if I can assist Dr. Connors in completing this task.

In fact, Banner is the most reliable person for this matter, but Banner has just been exhausted after two days and has fallen asleep. On the other hand, he is still a wanted criminal. After going to Marvel, he also appeared in Mexico. The distance is too far. Except for scientific literacy, he is not suitable in other aspects.

So Du Mu said, "Peter, I'll go with you this time."

Peter was stunned: "Ah? You can still follow me to that world?"

Peter really didn't know about this. After all, the entrance to the martial arts gym was right here, and it was impossible for no one to come in and out every day. But so far, no one had ever entered his bedroom.

During this time, Peter also figured out the situation. One time, he forgot to remove the screws on the hinges, and Aunt May walked in. At that time, Peter almost thought that Aunt May was going to travel through time as well, but in the end, nothing happened.

Then he tried it secretly himself. There was no one else in the martial arts gym at the time, so no one noticed.

This confirmed to Peter that when the gate was intact, he was the only one who could pass through.

He inexplicably felt a bit like being chosen, but fortunately Dr. Banner was also in another world, helping him eliminate King Arthur's feeling of being chosen.

"Peter, lend me your hand."

Peter stretched out his hand, and Du Mu drew a few lines of blood from the other's vein, then took out a small bottle from his arms and placed it inside.

The pocket in Du Mu's arms was filled with small blood bottles after using the space extension technique.

It sounds like a healing item in a Western fantasy world, but for Du Mu, it is a DNA key that allows one to travel through different worlds.

Peter returned to the bedroom first, and then looked at his bedroom with some nervousness and curiosity.

Du Mu appeared silently, without any special effects or flashes, as natural as if he had just walked in from behind the door.

"Incredible..."

Peter exclaimed: "Although I have seen myself disappear through video recordings before, it was like an edit, which is very different from seeing it with my own eyes."

Du Mu took a quick look around Peter's bedroom...there wasn't much to look at. It was good enough for an adolescent boy to sweep the floor every day. It was normal to have things piled up randomly.

But he saw a group photo on the wall behind the desk...there was a girl with blonde hair in a ponytail sitting in the front row.

That should be Gwen Stacy, right? Spider-Woman in some world...

Sadly, in The Amazing Spider-Man’s world, she died in the second movie.

I hope that Peter, under my guidance, can save the other person's life.

At least Batman managed to save the Joker from falling into the chemical pool... although another Joker showed up later, but these are two different things.

Peter looked at the sky outside the window and suddenly scratched his head and said, "Ah, I forgot it's so late today. Dr. Connors will not arrive at the laboratory until at least 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. There are still 7 hours before morning."

Du Mu shook his head and said, "It's okay. You still have to go to school tomorrow, right? Get some rest early. I just want to go around your city."

Peter was a little worried. After all, in his eyes, Du Mu was just an ancient man. What if he ran a red light in the city and caused a traffic accident?
Du Mu had already turned around and left Peter's bedroom, walking down the stairs towards the front door.

Peter was stunned. Why didn’t the master return to the martial arts gym?
Then he keenly noticed that there was an extra screw on the table. He was puzzled and didn't understand when the screw was removed.

Du Mu naturally used his magic power to unscrew a screw from the metal hinge of the door. He didn't want to climb out through the window. It would have been fine if the window was bigger, but it would have been embarrassing to climb out through such a small window.

Peter wanted to follow him, but when he walked out of the door, Du Mu was gone.

He jumped onto the roof in surprise, then used the spider silk to reach a nearby high-rise building and overlooked the entire neighborhood, but still could not find any trace of Du Mu.

There was no choice, Peter could only return to the bedroom, looking at the screws on the table, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that when they first met, it was the master who reminded him how to close the portal.

Thinking of the van, Dr. Banner, and the astronomical telescope in the martial arts gym, Peter slapped his head and realized that his master was not an ancient man who knew nothing.

He had to see Dr. Connors the next day and really couldn't stay up late, so he quickly lay down on the bed, praying that he could fall asleep quickly.

In fact, when Peter was looking for Du Mu before, Du Mu had always been behind him.

At the same time, Du Mu was looking at Peter who did not conceal his actions at all, and he felt a little confused... Can this hide Spider-Man's identity?

If a satellite were to shine here, wouldn't it be exposed instantly?

Only after Peter went back did Du Mu start wandering around New York alone.

I have to say, it's much better than Gotham.

The current Gotham has just been somewhat restrained under the management of Batman, but it has not yet reached the level of the meme that later went viral, with an annual crime rate lower than that of New York.

In that meme, Batman has been taking the youngest, Damian, as Robin for at least five to six years, which is why Gotham's crime rate has plummeted. In this sense, Batman's contribution to the entire city is indeed indispensable.

Du Mu was not strolling on the streets, but walking in the sky on a flying sword.

At the same time, he used his magic power to form a vertical invisible plate, which acted on his head and feet at the same time to hide his body.

Although this can only make it appear as a Gaussian blur and will also present a moving blurred plate, it is enough to prevent people from noticing it with their peripheral vision at the first time when it moves at high speed.

At the same time, Du Mu looked at the skyscrapers in New York. The weather in New York was much better than that in Gotham. Those skyscrapers did not have that damp and cold feeling. At the same time, he could also see the most conspicuous Stark Corporation building.

Du Mu was not interested in Tony Stark who did not become Iron Man, but soon he noticed another building... the Osborn Enterprises Building.

Although the Stark Building still appears taller and brighter, the two buildings still make Du Mu realize that this is not just the world of The Amazing Spider-Man, but also the world of the Avengers.

At this moment, Du Mu suddenly noticed that outside the area of ​​high-rise buildings, in a group of small buildings that was clearly separated from the prosperous area, there was a man covered in wounds, lying on a rooftop, gasping for breath.

Du Mu looked at the other person's covered eyes and realized something.

After careful sensing, it was found that the cloth covering the other person's face did not have any holes at all, and there was no place for light to pass through.

He stepped on the flying sword and slowly landed not far from the man, but did not conceal his breath.

Sure enough, even without using his eyes, the seriously injured man was able to keenly sense the presence of people around him.

He immediately forced himself to stand up, and tried to grab the fence of the tall building and fall towards the trash can downstairs.

Matt could feel that the smell of alcohol and decay in the trash can was covered by a layer of garbage. He hoped that there was no glass shards or anything like that, otherwise it would be even more painful.

However, although Matt had already climbed over the fence, he found that his body was still suspended in mid-air.

He was suddenly startled and immediately began to look for a foothold around him, but no matter how Matt struggled, he just floated quietly in the air.

The reason why Du Mu did not hide his aura was because he could understand the world of those with keen senses.

This is above the building, with howling air currents, not the quiet interior of the building.

Even if Du Mu could eliminate all the sounds from himself, including his breathing and heartbeat, his existence would hinder the flow of wind. The wind blowing along his body would still make Matt, a highly sensitive person, aware of the presence of something.

"Who are you?" Matt finally asked.

He realized that the person who could hold himself still in mid-air at such a long distance must not be the human trafficker who abducted Southeast Asian girls.

Is this a super power or something else?
Du Mu slowly put Matt back on the top of the building and reached out to heal his wounds.

Fortunately, Matt's injuries were mostly flesh wounds, and his internal organs and bones were not seriously damaged.

The pain-relieving ability of true Qi made the originally heavy breathing lighter.

At the same time, as energy, the heat contained in the true qi also dispelled the coldness caused by Matt's blood loss.

"My name is Du Mu. I just happened to pass by and saw that you were in such a miserable state, so I offered to help you."

Matt had confirmed that the other party was not out to kill him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him, "Thank you for your help..."

He was just about to say something else when his wound no longer hurt and he had recovered some of his strength, allowing him to return to his residence without losing consciousness.

This man named Du Mu helped him out of kindness, and he couldn't let him take risks and be exposed to the eyes of the gangsters who were chasing him, so parting ways as soon as possible was the best option.

Before he could say goodbye, he heard something from the other person that made Matt freeze.

"Mr. Matt, your eyes...I think I can cure them. Are you willing to try?"

The other party knows his true identity!
This made Matt want to leave immediately, but Du Mu's hand holding his arm was like a suction cup... It was not a forced restraint like an iron clamp, but it seemed to be integrated with his arm, and if he wanted to move, he had to move both bodies.

This kind of restraint is not painful at all, but it is much more difficult to break free than being clamped by force.

"You know my name?"

Matt took a deep breath and gave up struggling for the time being. After all, the other party's attitude was always friendly.

Du Mu nodded: "Like you, I have good senses. Even if you are wearing a mask, I can tell the true identity of each person from the sound of their heartbeat."

This was true, but Du Mu had never met Matt before.

The reason I say this is purely because it is an ability that Matt can also understand.

As expected, Matt accepted Du Mu's explanation instantly, but at the same time he was a little surprised, because he had obviously never met this man before... The other party's voice and heartbeat were very unfamiliar.

Du Mu looked at Matt, waiting for his answer.

In order to treat the blind children, he created a powerful healing ability that the magic in the Hogwarts world did not have. Theoretically, he could also try to treat those disabled children... but in this case, he had to cut off the parts of these children that had already healed.

This made Du Mu hesitate. If it weren't for the prosthetic limbs brought by Batman, Du Mu might have done it. But since they already had prosthetic limbs and the children were still gradually adapting to them, Du Mu was reluctant to do it.

Dr. Connors's medicine is different. It can restore the damage even without destroying the healed limbs.

Du Mu came to Marvel this time to seek help. When he met someone in this world who was blind and whom he could treat, he was naturally willing to give a little in return.

Matt recovered from the shock and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but no matter how good the doctor is, they all say there's no hope of recovery. And I don't have much money to repay you, so please allow me to refuse."

Du Mu looked at Matt, not angry at being rejected for his good intentions.

The other party said it very clearly. The doctors in the hospital said there was no hope. Why should I believe you? Besides, I have no money, so it is not worth it to be deceived.

He just reminded calmly: "Touch the wound on your body."

Matt's heart skipped a beat. He had actually felt it just now, but he thought it was just the analgesic effect.

Following the other party's reminder, he quickly reached out and touched the various bruises and sharp wounds he had suffered before, and found that although there were still some blood scabs, there was no doubt that they had all healed miraculously.

It's simply... a superpower.

Is it really a super power?
Just like the most popular Spider-Man in the city recently?
Matt's heartbeat quickened unconsciously.

Although in theory, Matt has senses far beyond those of ordinary people, and can see clearly even without eyes.

But... everything is three-dimensional.

It's like playing a game, you can see all the modeling, but they've lost the textures.

Matt had long given up hope of regaining his eyesight, and he usually didn't care about it. But when an opportunity came before him, Matt found that his breathing began to become rapid, and his chest was filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

But Matt remained calm. He asked, "So, how much is the treatment fee?"

Matt swore that if the man in front of him suddenly said "Don't worry about the docks anymore" or "Don't investigate Kingpin's name anymore", he would definitely stuff his stick into the other person's mouth.

However, Du Mu just smiled and said, "It's free."

free?

There is no free lunch in this world.

Matt forced himself to think about the worst case scenario, but another voice kept tempting him.

Give it a try… He said it would only take five minutes.

Moreover, the opponent's superpower includes the ability to relieve pain, so he will not give himself anesthetics, and he will not lose the means to resist.

Why was he so resistant? The other person's good intentions were so obvious, so did he have to think of the other person as a bad guy?

Matt watched the thoughts in his mind one after another with cold eyes, but he always felt a vague sense of uneasiness.

This kind of uneasiness, collectively known as the sixth sense, is actually not that metaphysical. It is just the subconscious mind that relies on past experience to make intuitive judgments about current things.

Matt's past experience told him that this kind of good thing that seemed to have fallen from the sky would end in regret for him.

But again...

Just five minutes...

Matt wanted to speak, but he felt his teeth rubbing against each other, making a strange crunching sound.

He spoke with all his strength, using all his strength to speak as lightly as a mosquito: "Then... thank you for your help."

After saying this, Matt broke out in a cold sweat.

Because he faced temptation and went against his intuition and experience.

This made him feel a little uneasy and panicky, but since he had already said it, he waited in silence for the outcome.

Du Mu nodded, then watched Matt take off his mask.

Since the other party knows my true identity, there is no point in hiding.

Du Mu stretched out his hand and used his true energy to soothe Matt's nerves. His magic power seeped into them, and with a light stroke, he cut off all the nerves behind Matt's eyeballs.

Matt clenched his fists in pain, but he felt more at ease.

Because pain was what he was most familiar with, it allowed him to slightly get rid of the feeling of walking on thin ice brought about by abandoning past experience.

Du Mu slowly took out Matt's eyeballs... Mainly because Matt's eyes were blinded by chemicals. According to Du Mu's investigation, this eye had indeed lost all possibility of treatment.

But...the children whose eyes had been treated by Du Mu before had also lost their eyeballs long ago.

Du Mu's treatment is still magic at the metaphysical level, after all, and the chemical components remaining in Matt's eyes will only get in the way.

Matt felt the empty eye sockets and couldn't help but feel nervous again.

He kept scolding himself, wondering why he was so impulsive. Just because of a few words from others, he allowed the other person to remove his eyeballs and perform a treatment comparable to surgery on a high-rise building?
I must be crazy! It must be because I haven't slept for too long and I have hallucinations. It must be because I have developed a serious addiction because my serious injury was suddenly healed. Or maybe the other party actually used superpowers to bewitch me. I may even be in a coma. This is all a dream...

The next moment, a feeling of warmth and fullness gradually filled my eye sockets.

Matt's whole body was stiff, feeling the vague signals gradually coming from his optic nerve.

(End of this chapter)