civilwarnovels Chapter 2393: Bats Fight (3)
Chapter 2393: Bats Fight (3)
Chapter 2393: Bats Fight (Part )
"What's wrong? Is it difficult to deal with?" Batwoman walked forward.
She took a look at the data, then was stunned, and then she showed an expression that was neither funny nor sad.
"It's afraid of water?" Batwoman pointed to one of the chemical formulas and said, "Water can decompose the key ingredients in the poison into harmless rare gases."
"And we just happen to have a weapon that suits our needs." Batman looked at the gun Batwoman was holding.
It was a weapon of the same style as the transformation machine in Batwoman's Batcave, and it was obviously what Batman intended to use against Atlantis.
The ability of this thing is to synthesize air into water. It can summon a large amount of water in a short period of time, and transform it into various water-shaped weapons such as water cannons and water arrows by compressing and releasing it.
If there is already water in the ocean, it can use kinetic energy to shape the water into various shapes, powerful fists, huge waves, and even form an army to fight against the army of Atlantis. The two of them named this gun the Spear of the Water God.
Batwoman raised the gun to her shoulder and tapped the button on the side. Suddenly, a circular water shield enveloped her and Batman, and the two walked towards the depths of the spore cloud.
"I think we should be cautious. Those deep in the fog may not be enemies. It's best not to hurt innocent people." Batman said.
"Although you always seem indecisive, I think you are right this time. This universe is too strange. We cannot judge friends and enemies based on common sense."
Batman was cautious, but that all ended when he saw the figure deep in the poisonous fog.
"clown??!!"
The two shouted in unison.
Batwoman pulled the trigger reflexively, and a water bomb flew towards the poisonous plant.
At this time, the poisonous plants were putting down Charles who had fainted, but someone attacked him from behind. He reacted a step too slow and the water cannon directly shot off one of his arms.
The furious poisonous plant turned around, and its vines erupted violently. Looking at the branches all over the sky, Batman said in surprise: "Poison Ivy? The Joker? Poison Ivy Joker???"
Batwoman obviously had no time to be surprised. It seemed that she was more allergic to the Joker than Batman. She activated another form of the Gun of the God of Water. The gun unfolded into armor and armed her arm. At the front was a vortex muzzle like a black hole.
Batwoman jumped high to avoid the invading plants, and fired two water bombs, first knocking down the guards of the poisonous plant. Then she jumped left and right along the surrounding vines, and like a nimble bird, quickly approached the main body of the poisonous plant.
When she landed, she saw another dark figure standing next to her. Batwoman raised her head slightly, looked at Batman and said, "Not bad."
"You too."
With two whooshes, the two claws hung on both sides of the poisonous plant's body. Batwoman first fired a shot at the poisonous plant's head with the muzzle of the gun. With a bang, the poisonous plant tilted to one side as if it had been hit by a heavy hook.
Batman took advantage of the situation and pushed hard, stabbing the poisonous plant's ear with his grappling hook, then pulled it hard, and the tall plant fell to the ground with a bang.
"Water!" Batman yelled.
Batwoman immediately activated the Water God's Gun, but this time, in addition to the water shield that covered them, the water flow formed a solid circular prison, wrapping the poisonous plants inside.
The cloud of poisonous spores began to dissipate.
At this time, they both found Charles lying on the ground. Batwoman walked over, observed him and said, "He seems to have been drugged."
"Give him some water," Batman said.
Batwoman was not polite either. She took out a ball of ice-cold water and smashed it on Charles' body with a bang. Then she poured a lot of water into his body, almost choking Charles to death. He finally woke up.
Charles patted his head, still feeling groggy. He was startled when he saw two dark figures in front of him.
"How are you?" Batwoman asked.
It’s not that the two of them are gullible. Theoretically, those who can be kidnapped by the clown must be good people.
"I'm fine." Charles said with some difficulty.
"You don't look well." Batman looked him over and said, "What's your name?"
"Charles." Charles only gave him a name, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no point in hiding his identity here, and then added: "Charles Xavier."
Batman's eyes widened for a moment, but his expression did not reveal any flaws. He said, "Then do you know who just kidnapped you?"
Charles thought for a moment and said, "The situation is too complicated. If you want to know, let's find a place to talk in detail."
They soon found a nearby cafe. There was nothing else in Paris but many cafes. Not only did they not dare to approach the poisonous spore cloud, the other personalities seemed unwilling to come here either. So they found a rare quiet place.
"So, that's it," Charles said after he finished his brief account. "That guy is one of his personalities. We call it the poisonous plant, but when they named it, they also said that it would sound a bit unlucky to call it a plant clown. I don't know why it sounds unlucky."
"It's really unlucky." Batman said, "He is the highest card in the deck of cards."
"Can you tell us about the other personalities?" Batwoman said.
Charles began to talk, but he mainly focused on the Lingliu School, which was his current main focus.
Charles told the intelligence about the main combat forces he had investigated, which made the two Batmen frown. Batman showed a rare hesitation. He said, "How did your universe survive until now? Luck?"
"Ridiculous." Batwoman used the word again and said, "You sound like you're exaggerating their abilities by 10 times. For example, how can the omniscient being you described know the answers to all the questions?"
"What if some questions just have no answers?" Batwoman said, "For example... human emotions."
"This is information we don't know yet." Charles admitted frankly, "Everything that happens here is unreasonable. Do you think my existence is reasonable?"
"What kind of being are you?"
"I'm sorry about your lover Sylvester."
Batwoman stood up suddenly.
Batman didn't move, but Charles sighed and said, "In fact, I have almost used up all my strength and energy, so all I can see are your most impressive memories. If it was your heyday, ma'am, you would have seen it all in front of me."
"I'm afraid it's more than that." Batman's tone did not fluctuate at all. He said: "In the future, you will be even stronger and will be able to rewrite the memories of all humans in an instant."
Batwoman stared at him with wide eyes.
Charles was also surprised by his calm attitude. No human being should be so calm when knowing that his memory might be read and his mind might be rewritten.
"All my memories have a code that only I know the specific meaning of. Each fragment has a different code. They correspond to other fragments to form a complete code fragment, and this code fragment corresponds to other code fragments to form a complete code."
"Every week, I would change the way I could decrypt the codes, physically store them in a safe, and then erase my memory of them and the fact that I had the codes."
"If you delete everything, how are you going to remember to continue encrypting your memory next week?"
Batman looked at Charles who asked the question and said, "Because every week I think about it. What would I do if someone like you appeared in the world?"
"As long as I think about this problem, I will definitely take action. In fact, the password is just a measure I took this week. I don't remember what measures I took before, and I don't know what measures I will take next week."
"But I can still read your memory."
"There are no secrets in memory," Batman said. "The knowledge I have is the same as everyone else's. It was written in textbooks, cited in papers, and follows the unchanging laws of physics in this world. Anyone can explore it."
"My love life is lackluster, and I don't think you'd want to watch teenagers fight over allowances and snack exemptions every day."
"I have pried into the privacy of many of my friends and know their weaknesses, but if you use the plans I have prepared to deal with them, they will let you know who Batman really is."
Charles was speechless.
"If you are willing to visit my spiritual world, I hope it is in a more friendly way." Batman said, "Perhaps we can sit down and talk about some more friendly and in-depth topics, such as whether you shape the thinking of ordinary people, or the thinking of ordinary people that you often explore shapes you?"
Charles was stunned.
In fact, he had recently been feeling weakness and pain far beyond normal. It wasn’t that he had never felt pain before, but this time it was particularly severe.
This pain felt somewhat familiar to Charles. When he invaded the mind of the poor pregnant woman, he felt the same weakness and pain.
So is this weakness and pain his or the pregnant woman's?
Is he in pain now? Should he be in pain given the current situation? Should he be in pain? Or is everything just a remnant of emotional resonance?
"It's hard for emotional creatures to understand each other's logic without empathizing with each other's emotions." Batman said: "In fact, we are more likely to empathize with emotions than logic."
"We always say that we can't empathize with other people, which proves that conveying and receiving emotions is not the most efficient way. You have the ability to empathize with others in the most efficient way. When empathy reaches its peak, emotions become one and indistinguishable."
Batman looked at Charles and said, "The emotions, feelings, and even the way you think now may not be your own. They come from everyone whose mind you have read. It is all those ordinary people who make up Charles Xavier."
"You think I'm a collection of ordinary people?"
"I think he is too." Batman stood up, looked up at the sky and said, "Perhaps more people are paying attention to the unique abilities of these personalities, but in my opinion, the reason why they arise is the key."
"In the eyes of a madman, a fire might not be caused by burning wood, but by a superpower who descended from the sky. Toxic substances might not be chemicals or man-made products, but spread by a terrifying existence called a poisonous plant."
“We are not just looking at an absurd universe, but the inner world of a suffering mental patient. All of his personalities have their origins, and to help him, we must find a way home for all of them.”
Headache
(End of this chapter)