Destroy the world starting from American comics

Chapter 401 Deadline

"Bruce, I understand what you mean. But aren't all your high-tech gadgets basically useless? Then what do you rely on to catch up with that satellite?" Superman reminded worriedly, if Batman's black-tech weapons still If it can be used as usual, then Superman naturally does not have to worry about his safety.But the current situation is that almost all weapons with a technical content that can be fully automatically controlled will be invaded and controlled by Ultron. In this case, how can Batman be sure?

Batman just said indifferently: "I have my own plan, and now I am the only one."

The other members of the Justice League didn't expect that the superpowers they usually rely on would become a burden at this moment. If they don't want to cause trouble for Batman's actions, the only thing they can do is not to make trouble for Batman.

"Okay, if no one has any objections, leave this satellite to me. Go and do your best to maintain order on Earth. I don't want to come back and find that human beings have been extinct."

Leaving those words behind, Batman left the Hall of Justice alone. He couldn't reveal too much information about his plan. On the one hand, it was because he didn't trust these teammates, and on the other hand, he really couldn't guarantee what they wanted. Will the things being discussed fall into Ultron's ears through some kind of recording device, if it has ears, too.

For this reason, he decided to go back to his Batcave to make preparations. As expected, the mechanized troops controlled by Ultron have made a mess here, with damaged electronic instruments and mechanical wreckage everywhere.Those intelligent defense facilities that should have been used to defend the Batcave have all become the culprits of wanton destruction. After blowing up everything around them, they would fight each other needlessly. If Alfred hadn't been desperate The power was turned off, and the entire Batcave is now history.

Batman slowly moved deep into the Batcave while moving the collapsed machine wreckage, and finally found Alfred in a small special shelter.He struggled to pry open the mechanical lock on the explosion-proof door, and Alfred greeted him with a tired face.

"Master..." Alfred looked at Batman's face, he stopped talking and pursed his lips a few times.

Now Batman has no time to care about what Alfred just went through, looked around and said: "Alfred, I need to build a spaceship that can't access the network at all, and all operations can only be controlled manually. I need your help."

"Master, are you going to chase that satellite? It's ridiculous. I'm not sure if a spaceship made without any intelligent equipment will be able to fly." Alfred suggested to this stupid plan. , Anyone with a little common sense knows how it is possible that something like a spacecraft does not support network remote control?

Batman has another way to deal with this, he tossed his cloak and turned around and said: "It's okay, I will look for some special assistance, if technology is not useful, we can rely on another thing, for example, magic. "

This may be a feasible solution. Although human beings who use magic are also under the surveillance of brotherly eyes, the enchanted props enchanted by magicians do not belong to the category of superhumans.A spaceship powered by magic might be able to help Batman reach the hiding place of the Brother Eye satellite.

Just when Batman made up his mind to seek help from friends in the wizarding world, Alfred stopped him, and told Batman the extremely bad news with an ugly face:

"Master, there is something I have to tell you. It has nothing to do with brotherhood, but it has something to do with your life."

"If it won't harm others, can we talk about it later?" Batman said nonchalantly. For him, his own life is far less important than solving this crisis.

Alfred immediately shook his head and denied: "No, no, this matter cannot be left alone. If we do nothing, the matter may turn into a greater disaster than it is now."

"Okay, tell me, what's going on." Batman turned around and waited for Alfred's report with his arms folded.

"It's about Lucius' autopsy report. The police have been suppressing us from knowing the inside story, but just now I took advantage of the turmoil and went to the police station to investigate some information. Now we can confirm that Lucius died of A special virus, this virus can not only infect a person's body, but also change a person's temperament drastically, and even produce another personality. You should remember that when you were fighting the clown, Lucius controlled the bat Fighters attacked you."

Batman frowned. Just from these descriptions, he realized that things were not simple. He asked the most critical question straight to the point: "What does it mean to have another personality?"

"It is in the body of the infected person that there is an antisocial personality similar to a clown. This virus will not change a person's physical fitness and intelligence, but it can cause the infected person to have symptoms of unscrupulous killings like the clown. I miss you You see what I'm talking about, sir. Did the Joker inject some sort of liquid into you before he died?"

Batman involuntarily pressed his shoulder that was stabbed by the clown. Alfred remembered well that the clown did inject a needle of his own blood into Batman before he died, and this blood was the clown virus. source of infection.

Batman thought again of the Joker's maniacal laugh before he died, and the dreaded "I've won."

"You mean, like Lucius, I will become another clown?"

Alfred shook his head: "No, master, even if Lucius has the personality of a clown, it can only be regarded as an imitation of a clown, and you, master, if it were you, you would do better and scarier than the clown. You know that no one in the world can deal with clowns except you, so if you become a new generation of clowns, who can stop you?"

Batman wanted to answer the Justice League, but after he realized that he was already prepared to deal with the entire Justice League's Tower of Babel plan, he had to consider how much chance the Justice League could win against his crazy self.

In the end, he could only sigh heavily and ask, "How long is the incubation period? Alfred, how much time do I have left?"

"Two months. Master, if I could make the decision, I would lock you up and treat you with all means, instead of letting you continue to run around."

"Sorry, Alfred, not now."

(End of this chapter)