Chapter 1735

Bruce Wayne is dead.

This is not even a very shocking news. Little Bruce's death method was also unremarkable. He was hungry, dragging his residual body and wanting to escape, and didn't even run to the factory gate before being discovered. The security guard threw him to the ground, the back of his head hit the ground, and Little Bruce immediately lost consciousness.

In the next few rebirths, Little Bruce didn't even live for half a day. Either he was reborn directly at the scene of a firefight, or he was already dying at the start, without even the ability to act, and could only survive a few long hours and then die.

This is his eleventh rebirth. When he woke up again, Little Bruce found that his arm was extremely painful, and a burst of bloody smell drilled into his nasal cavity, making his desire to vomit increasingly strong.

He lay on the bed, feeling that his whole body had fallen apart... wait, there is a bed here?

Little Bruce tilted his head with difficulty and saw a dirty mattress. Suddenly, an alluring fragrance came from his side. Little Bruce tried hard to open his eyes and look to the side, and saw wisps of hot air rising from above a bowl with a gap.

Appetite drove him to use his last strength to sit up, but he failed until a pair of hands supported his injured arm, and Little Bruce was able to exert force and lean against the head of the bed.

When he looked up, he saw a boy with a plain appearance stirring the soup in the bowl with a large soup spoon. Little Bruce swallowed, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

The bowl of soup was handed in front of him.

Little Bruce stared straight at the soup bowl with a greedy look that made him feel ashamed. The boy took the spoon away, and Little Bruce brought the bowl to his mouth and drank a large mouthful of hot soup.

The taste was not good, sweet, salty, and sticky, but at least it was hot, and there was a layer of grease floating on it. Little Bruce had never held a bowl to drink soup in his life, but after the first mouthful of soup went down, he drank a whole bowl of soup like a starving ghost, squeezing a satisfied sigh from the depths of his throat.

Putting down the soup bowl, Little Bruce found that the boy in front of him was looking at him with a focused gaze. There was no inquiry in his gaze, so it was more like an instinctive, neurotic focus.

"Tha... thank you." Little Bruce tried hard to make a sound, but it didn't work very well. Fortunately, the boy should have understood his mouth shape, nodded, and turned to leave.

"Wait, where are you going?" Little Bruce thought he would say such words, but in fact, what came out of his mouth was only a series of slightly undulating howls. He coughed heavily twice, and then found that the phlegm he coughed up was bloody.

The boy turned back and looked at him, saying: "How many times have you been reborn?"

Little Bruce froze immediately. He stared at the boy in front of him, feeling both surprised and vigilant. Just as he was about to speak, the person opposite said: "Every resurrection will consume your soul energy. Although you can't feel it at all now, once your consciousness returns to your body, the consumed soul energy will be deducted."

Little Bruce had a bad premonition, so he asked with his mouth shape: "What happens if it's deducted to zero?"

"You will die."

The boy still looked at him with that focused gaze and said: "This competition is fairer than you think, because everyone, including us who planned all this, participated in the game and followed the same rules as you. Once the soul energy is exhausted, you will die completely in the dream."

Little Bruce had too many questions to ask, but he knew he only had one last chance to ask, so he tried hard to make a sound and asked: "... how do you win?"

"Live."

After the boy left, Little Bruce lay back on the bed. He thought he was safe for the time being, and he really needed a period of time to clear his thoughts.

Because of the lack of too much information, Little Bruce could only take what the boy just said as true, and then inferred from this that it was he and some others who put everyone on Apokolips into a hallucination. No, perhaps it wasn't a hallucination. As he said, this is an extremely real dream.

Everyone, including the participants, became children in Gotham City. After they died for various reasons, they would change bodies and continue to struggle to survive.

And rebirth is not without cost. The mastermind uses a magical way to deduct the energy of their souls, and the so-called soul energy, just by looking at the literal meaning, is probably something that must never be exhausted.

Little Bruce clenched his fists and thought, he had already died ten times. How much soul energy would this deduct? Would he die? Or would he become incomparably weak the moment he returned?

Although death is terrifying, the latter is not much better. Little Bruce hadn't forgotten that his main body was in a decisive battle with Darkseid on Apokolips.

When everyone goes back, he is incomparably weak, and Darkseid is jumping around. How can this battle be fought?

Little Bruce also thought that the boy just now said this was a fair competition, so it is very likely that he was hinting that no matter how much power is in their main bodies, it cannot be used here.

Little Bruce felt a bit stifled. He had just obtained powerful strength, and a great war with the evil alien emperor was imminent, but he was back to the starting point. He had become that human little boy who couldn't change anything.

But if Darkseid couldn't use special powers either, would he have a way to kill him multiple times in this world, let him be reborn repeatedly, and make his soul power exhausted and die?

And Joker...

Thinking of this, Little Bruce felt that he must move. Although this room seemed to be a rare safe place, without water and food, no matter how safe the place was, it was useless. He always had to go out to find survival supplies.

Little Bruce climbed up from the bed with difficulty. He looked down at his arm. The place where he was shot had been bandaged, the bloody smell had weakened a lot, and the hot food in his stomach gave him a little strength. He had to take advantage of this energy to make some changes quickly.

When the other Bruce woke up, he realized for the first time that he must have been calculated by his professor again.

This has to mention Bruce's original plan.

Bruce, who had tried to card bugs successfully many times, naturally understood how to use the Batman-Joker Aggregation Law. His layout for the main universe was roughly as follows:

First, he knew that Schiller couldn't enter the main universe. This was because Schiller had caused the main universe to restart before, and Gabriel had added a protective shield to the main universe, causing Schiller to have no way to enter by normal methods, and even the Flash couldn't bring him in.

But normal methods don't work, so non-normal methods can be used. This must utilize the first rule of the Batman-Joker Aggregation Law: where there is Batman, there must be Joker.

Although Bruce is not Batman now, and Schiller is not completely Joker, when they turn into a weak confrontation relationship again, the Batman-Joker Aggregation Law still applies.

Bruce had long discovered that this law was almost like the underlying code in the system, with authority higher than any laws formulated by gods. That is to say, as long as Bruce, as Batman, goes to the main universe, then Schiller, as Joker, can naturally go to the main universe.

Bruce could have gone to the main universe through normal methods, such as letting the Flash take him there, but since he could kill several birds with one stone, it was better to adopt a more trendy way.

Just like this, Bruce submitted an application to Michael to modify and straighten out the holy power rune system. While gaining Michael's favor, he obtained the authority to modify the runes.

He changed the holy power runes in Heaven, the phone in Heaven couldn't get through, the Constantines in various universes were cut off one after another, and the Constantine in the main universe was of course no exception.

Facing the predicament of not being able to get through the phone, Constantine had no other better way, and could only adopt the exhaustive method, constantly modifying his phone number following the pace of Bruce's modification of the runes in Heaven.

Just at this time, Bruce took the initiative to contact Constantine. He made a deal with Constantine in the identity of Gabriel. He stopped modifying the phone number, allowing Constantine to reconnect with other angels, and Constantine had to summon him to Apokolips in the main universe.

Bruce didn't intend to do anything on Apokolips. The key was that he had to get Schiller over here.

Schiller summarized the Batman-Joker Aggregation Law, while Bruce summarized the Schiller Law, one of which is: no matter which Schiller it is, as long as he has subjective initiative toward any matter, he will inevitably come up with a big event that makes everyone's eyes go black.

The law is indeed correct, but now the one whose eyes are going black is Bruce himself.

He was fooled again.

Think about it carefully, the people who came to the final decisive battle on Apokolips were a bit too complete. Just the fact that three Batmen of different age groups—child, youth, and middle-aged—came to the same location at the same time was a bit too coincidental. It would be hell if no one was egging this on behind the scenes.

Bruce went through the whole thing from beginning to end, and then found the key points on each of the three Batmen's lines.

First, the child Batman was brought by himself, but he accidentally appeared on Nyarlathotep. Bruce had never been in contact with this outer god. This looked like Schiller's handwriting no matter how you looked at it.

Schiller was very likely to have reached an agreement with Nyarlathotep, and Nyarlathotep egged the child Batman to go to Apokolips. This possibility was very high, because Little Bruce's state at that time was completely addicted to power, and Nyarlathotep's temptation was easy to take effect on him, so Little Bruce proposed the plan to go to Apokolips.

The key point on the main universe Batman's line was very clear. Harley, who could communicate with Schiller in real time with the Necronomicon, blatantly tricked Damian, the son of the main universe Batman, onto the spaceship.

The main universe Batman had already learned that Darkseid might kidnap his blood relative. When he went to check on Damian's condition and found his son missing, he would of course think of Darkseid first, so he would go to Apokolips to find Darkseid.

As for himself, Bruce sighed in his heart and added a line to the summarized Schiller Law—

When you have formulated a plan involving Schiller and it is going very smoothly, you should know that Schiller not destroying your plan and watching you have fun means he wants to use your plan to watch even bigger fun.

If this "you" refers to a certain student who only passed the final exam in his entire psychology study career, then this will be another exam, and if you don't pass, Schiller will turn you into the biggest fun.

Thinking of this, Bruce suddenly realized, could it be that the picture on the screen could still play normally? The one who provided technical support to Harley and Robin before was obviously someone from another universe, right?

So, if he didn't pass the exam, he would be scolded by Schiller in front of people from two universes???

Bruce scurried up at the speed of light to find something to eat.