Chapter 1667

Applause rang out in the Dean's office of Rodriguez Academy. Constantine clapped while laughing. He supported Bruce's shoulder with one hand, laughing so hard he was about to crawl under the sofa, then he wiped away the tears of laughter and said to Bruce: "The more universes Bruce understands, the more Batman dolls you need. Schiller, you need to prepare a warehouse as soon as possible."

"To make up for my misfortune?"

"The misfortune of you two." Zatanna shook her head and said: "Is there anything more coincidental in this world? A unique master of psychology meets a unique Bruce Wei En who is not good at psychology. You should find a counter to put him in for exhibition—the only Batman in all universes who will default on his homework."

"Definitely not the only one." Bruce shook his head, looking very disapproving. He picked up a cigar from the cigar box, cut it with a cigar cutter, and then said: "We will always find another one who doesn't hand in homework. I thought it would be this one."

"You thought he would be worse at it than you." Schiller snorted, extinguished the first cigar that had burned out, then took the second one from Bruce's hand, and leaned forward, letting Bruce light the cigar for him. "This is the reason why you brought him here."

"Sorry, my mistake."

"Less sincere than a Batman doll. Don't count on me to prepare a warehouse for them, they shed hair."

"Impossible."

"They just shed hair."

"God, are you sure we can find the key if we dig open this mountain?" Barry panted and collapsed on a small valley formed by the pile of books. Little Bruce and Harley were no better off. They were already exhausted after digging only half of it.

Demonic classics are all big, heavy volumes. Those writers who were bewitched by demons obviously regarded the length of the book as an important measure of the degree to which they were favored by demons. They wished they could write every trivial thing from their birth to their old age in those complex scripts, and there were quite a lot of such people.

This led to the fact that this mountain of books was actually much harder to dig than imagined. When Barry dug halfway, he even thought, it would be better if the answer was hidden in the content of the book, and then he was shocked by this thought of his own.

"Seriously, let's use a grenade, just one." Harley supported her knees, bent over, let out a long breath, and said: "No matter what's going on with you, I've never done such heavy work since I was a child. I'm exhausted!"

"Then what's the heaviest work you've ever done?" Barry asked with a curious smile.

"Moving corpses, four, no more."

Barry closed his mouth.

But after about half an hour of struggle, the three children finally dug the huge mountain of books to the bottom, and then felt a key at the bottom of the center facing the mountain of books.

"You are simply a genius! Bruce!"

Barry cheered. Little Bruce let out a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Barry, and rarely didn't make a sarcastic remark.

After opening the door with the key, what appeared was an ordinary basement corridor, but there was a little light at the end of the corridor. Barry walked in front with the candlestick that hadn't burned out yet, and then saw a brightly lit room at the end of the corridor.

This room was almost half the size of the Great Hall, Barry thought, but the Great Hall of the Magic Academy could accommodate two thousand people.

Little Bruce and Harley, who walked into the room, both looked up. This was a huge hall. There were four load-bearing columns in the center of the hall, and exquisite patterns were carved on the columns. Gorgeous blue curtains hung from the wall directly in front, embellished with golden patterns.

And the most eye-catching thing was the circular magic array drawn in the center of this huge hall. It was an extremely complex array composed of thousands of runes, which made people dizzy just by looking at it.

In the very center of the array was a circle with a radius of one arm's width. It looked like there should have been something there, or in other words, after the array was complete, some things might appear there.

Harley narrowed her eyes. She had been taking classes at the Magic Academy for several months and had the most basic understanding of this. After looking around the array, she said: "This is a protective array based on divine power, but it has been destroyed. The runes here have been erased."

"You mean the Sorcerer's Stone has been stolen?!" Barry shouted in surprise.

"No." Little Bruce shook his head. He could also understand the runes of divine power. He said: "There is more than one defensive measure protecting the Sorcerer's Stone. The moment the array that activates the protective shield was destroyed, the container holding the Sorcerer's Stone was hidden. That's what is written on the array."

"So are we going to complete the array of the protective shield, or find the container of the Sorcerer's Stone again?"

Little Bruce looked around at the columns and looked at the patterns on them thoughtfully. He was suddenly stunned, and then said: "No, that's not right. The patterns on this are hinting at how we can break the protective shield."

"If we solve the protective shield according to the hints on this, then the last protective measure will not take effect, the container will not be hidden, and we will be able to successfully get the Sorcerer's Stone."

Little Bruce suddenly turned his head and looked at the missing corner of the huge array again. He stared at it for a while, and then said: "And the person who destroyed this array didn't use this method..."

"Could it be that there are other students..."

"Students can't do it!" Little Bruce said very firmly: "This requires very huge power, power in terms of magic, to be precise, it requires amazing divine power!"

"Tap, tap, tap."

A burst of footsteps came from behind the wall with curtains. The three children turned their heads in unison and looked in the direction the sound came from.

The secret door on the wall slowly opened, and a person in a black robe appeared behind the wall. Barry instinctively shouted: "Professor Rodriguez?!"

"No, it's not him!" Harley vigilantly pulled Barry back. Although the person in front of her was also tall and thin, it was obviously not Professor Schiller whom she knew well.

When the person in the black robe took off his hood, everyone was stunned. Harley and Barry shouted his name in surprise at the same time.

"Luo Yi?!"

"Is this another pawn of yours?" Schiller turned to look at Bruce and asked.

Bruce didn't hide too much. He nodded and said: "A few days ago, Luo Yi found me and said he wanted some green lantern energy to study and see if he could come up with a way to solve Cat Getan's traffic jams."

Strange frowned imperceptibly. Bruce looked at him, signaled his expression, and then said: "That's it. He knew this would attract the disgust of mages. No matter which world it is, the vast majority of mages believe that magic should not have too much involvement with ordinary human society. This is not something ordinary people can use."

"In a sense, it is indeed so." Constantine lit a cigar for himself, took a deep breath, and said: "Besides, I can't think of any benefit green lantern energy can have in alleviating traffic jams."

"Obviously, portals."

"God!" Constantine exclaimed, almost throwing away his cigarette. He rolled his eyes and looked at Bruce, saying: "Are you kidding me?! Mages haven't luxuriously used portals yet, and he actually wants portals to transport cars?!"

"So he is an ordinary person." Bruce nodded and said: "Ordinary people's little brains often have such whimsical ideas."

"This won't work." Strange shook his head and said: "Even if the universe I am in is completely free of magic energy, it is very difficult to put it into civilian use on a large scale. On one hand, this energy is ultimately limited and should be used in more important places, and on the other hand, it is too unstable, and ordinary people are too fragile."

"But Gothamites are obviously not like this." Bruce sighed softly and said: "They are the only creatures in the universe who are not related to fragility and are not aware of the preciousness of certain things at all. If this thing can make their lives a little better, they will smash all obstacles in their way for it."

"So you made a deal?" Schiller tapped the cigar in his hand gently with his finger.

"Yes, a deal."

"Miss Harley, you should be clear about who you, or rather, who you all are standing with in the end." Luo Yi's eyes stared closely at the three children and said: "Are you going to go deep into the magic world and never return? Are you determined to take on the future of the magic world?"

"No matter what, this is not the reason why you appeared here wanting to steal the Sorcerer's Stone!" Barry waved his fists somewhat angrily. He stared at Luo Yi and said: "Before, I was very much in favor of what you said on TV: Cat Getan should be changed by Gothamites themselves!"

"I am planning to change Cat Getan like this." Luo Yi walked a few steps forward, arrived at the other end of the magic array, faced the three children, and said: "You have seen how much Cat Getan has changed. Tourism will be the most important opportunity to change the economic system here. I must solve the traffic problem here before the music festival starts. I have no other choice."

"What on earth are you going to do?" Little Bruce asked with a frown.

"Give the Sorcerer's Stone to me." Luo Yi turned his gaze to little Bruce's face again and said.

"Did you destroy the magic array?" Little Bruce asked.

"Yes, it was me. I arrived here long before you."

"But you shouldn't have been able to do it."

Luo Yi revealed a sneer, raised his chin, walked forward a step, and said: "What a smart child, just like your father. Bruce Wei En should be your father, right?"

"He is not."

"Then it must be Thomas Wei En, and Martha Wei En."

"Don't mention my parents!"

"But this is exactly their wish." Luo Yi walked forward two more steps, almost crossing the magic array to little Bruce, his eyes staring closely at his blue eyes and saying: "They worked hard all their lives, just to change Cat Getan. Now it's almost successful."

"Luo Yi, you should calm down." Harley picked up the shotgun on her back, aimed at Luo Yi, and said.

"Who on earth should calm down?!" Luo Yi turned to look at Harley with a cold face and said: "You all came to the inner world to build the dreamy magic kingdom you imagined. Does anyone still remember how the real Cat Getan crawled out of the mud? Since that's the case, why can't I get what I want myself?"

"Mages? Heh." A disdainful snort came from Luo Yi's mouth. He said: "They can't do anything that contributes to the world... Give the Sorcerer's Stone to me!"

"You made a deal with an angel." Little Bruce looked at Luo Yi's face and said affirmatively.

"It was an angel who made a deal with me." Luo Yi turned to stare at little Bruce suddenly.

In an instant, little Bruce saw a pair of blue pupils in his ordinary eyes, bluer than the sky.

Little Bruce felt like he had been hit in the head by a heavy hammer. He took a few steps back and shook his head hard. Luo Yi pressed on step by step. He looked at little Bruce and said: "I should have let him control you to come here. Only you can find the hidden container. You are as smart as your father."

"Boom!"

Harley fired the shotgun directly, but a screen of light composed of divine power appeared on Luo Yi's side, completely blocking the bullets. Barry was stunned.

"Luo Yi, you're crazy!" A trace of anxiety also appeared in Harley's voice. The current situation was completely beyond her expectations, and she couldn't be sure at all whether this was part of the trial.

"Give the Sorcerer's Stone to me!"

Little Bruce took a few deep breaths, and then he looked up into Luo Yi's eyes and said: "I don't know where the container is!"

"But you can crack the magic array!"

"I need time!"

Luo Yi's footsteps stopped. He tilted his head slightly and looked at little Bruce with cold eyes, saying: "... You'd better hurry."

Little Bruce immediately gave the other two a wink, and then he said to Luo Yi: "I need the help of the two of them."

"You don't..."

"If you still want to know where the container is, listen to me." Little Bruce said while walking toward the center of the magic array: "Otherwise, go find an old death with the stupid angel above your head!"

Luo Yi stood silently in place and watched them. After a while, he said: "You'd better give me a satisfactory result."

"We will."

The three of them gathered together in the center of the magic array. Barry looked at Bruce and said: "You're not really going to..."

"I can find it." Little Bruce said this, but gave the two a look, and the meaning of the look completed the second half of the sentence. His original intention was "I can find a way to leave here."

Then, the three of them began to focus on carving the magic array. Basically, little Bruce directed the other two to operate. Harley would occasionally offer opinions, and although Barry was nervous, his movements were not slow.

In less than ten minutes, many runes in the center of the magic array were modified. Luo Yi asked somewhat gloomily: "How much longer?"

"Stand back a little, we are going to activate the magic array."

"Don't play tricks on me..."

"You have an angel to help you, are you still worried that we will run away?"

Luo Yi stepped back silently for two steps. Little Bruce drew the last stroke of the rune, and golden light instantly rippled from the center of the magic array.

But the container did not appear. Little Bruce revealed a wicked smile at Luo Yi and said: "We are going to find the container, goodbye!"

The next second, their figures disappeared into the golden light.

"He understands the runes of divine power, so he knows that the container was not hidden, but teleported. Then naturally he would think that since this array can teleport the container, it can teleport them. This is the best way to escape."

Bruce's voice echoed in the room. Constantine asked somewhat confusedly: "Then where did they teleport to?"

The image on the screen suddenly began to fluctuate violently, and the magic power also began to become somewhat unstable. Just as Constantine and Zatanna stood up together, the picture suddenly reappeared.

The three children fell from mid-air and fell heavily onto the reddish-brown carpet, and behind them was an antique Zen room. Schiller's eyes widened slightly.

Just when Constantine and Zatanna were both confused, Strange stood up, looked at Bruce, then revealed a smile, stood by the screen, opened his arms, and said.

"Welcome to—Kamar-Taj Magic Academy!"