Chapter 2090: Ultimate New World (Part 7)

Bruce first called the Osborn Group to express his intention to sign up. The other party specified a pick-up location for him. Soon Bruce took a car to the medical experiment center. This was a medical experiment park that looked very futuristic, and the building looked very new, as if it had been completed not long ago.

The staff received Bruce very enthusiastically and expressed appreciation for his appearance. When he arrived at the real interview location, there were already quite a few interviewees waiting at the door of the room. Bruce observed carefully and found that today should be a "white man session," and the vast majority of those who came were young men of his type.

However, it wasn't Bruce bragging, but every aspect of his appearance was stronger than those present.

Because the interview was sorted by the alphabet of the name, it was soon Bruce's turn. As soon as Bruce entered, he could clearly see the interviewer's eyes light up.

"Please sit down." The female interviewer looked down at the document in her hand, compared Bruce's appearance with his photo, and said: "You look even more handsome than in the photo. Introduce yourself."

"Hello, my name is White Rabbit."

This was obviously a pseudonym, but it was written on the identity identification Bruce Wei En got, so he was White in this world now, not Bruce Wei En. Even if he was, it wouldn't be of much use. There was no Wei En Enterprises in this universe, and the world's richest man was a guy named Tony Stark.

After routinely asking for his name, age, physical condition, etc., the interviewer crossed her hands on the desktop and said: "When did you start feeling the change in your appearance?"

Bruce frowned slightly. Was the other party treating him as those who became handsome later? But this wasn't strange. When Bruce was in Battleworld, seeing other Batmen, he couldn't help but sigh at how handsome this B was.

But saying he was natural might not pass the interview, so Bruce hesitated for a while and said: "About half a month ago, I moved with my daughter, and then I started to find that my figure became strong, and my original clothes were a bit tight..."

The interviewer recorded very seriously. Bruce was just talking nonsense, but it wasn't completely made up.

His muscles were practiced by himself. In the process of exercise, he naturally encountered plots like his original clothes being tight and being sighed by others that his figure had become better. He integrated all these, and it seemed the interviewer believed it.

"Very good, your interview passed." The interviewer smiled at him and said: "After you sign all the agreements and insurance contracts, we will officially start the experiment. You need to live here for a week, using special equipment to contact the outside world during the period. And before officially moving in, you have one day to arrange things at home."

Bruce didn't ask much, nodded, and left. But just on his way back, his mobile phone received a text message for no reason.

"Hello, Mr. Rabbit. May I ask if the Osborn Group has recruited you for human experimentation?"

Bruce frowned. Out of caution, he replied: "Who are you?"

The other party didn't reply until the moment he got off the car and stood on the ground, the phone rang.

"Hello, I am the person who just sent you the text message."

Bruce heard that he used a voice changer, which made him start to suspect, and the other party said as if he could read minds: "I know you are dissatisfied with me using a voice changer, because this means I might be here to find trouble for you. I do intend to do so."

"You can understand me as a law enforcement officer, and what I am investigating is the human experiment conducted by Osborn. Regardless of whether you have discovered anything wrong, I hope you can provide me with information, all information about human experiments."

Bruce frowned deeply. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refuse, the other party said, "Mr. Rabbit, your information shows that you have a 7-year-old daughter who suffers from a communication disorder. She had to drop out of her original community elementary school, and you are desperate to find her a new environment."

"Provide me with information, and you can get a generous reward. At the same time, you can also take the money from the Osborn Group. I won't ask you to do anything harmful to heaven and reason."

"The fact is just the opposite. Osborn should have asked you about your appearance. You might feel that becoming beautiful and strong is a good thing, but perhaps this is the trap Osborn Group set for you. Now they are going to operate on you."

"Make your choice, Mr. Rabbit. I await your reply."

After speaking, the phone was hung up, and Bruce couldn't get a word in from beginning to end. This call gave him the feeling that he was listening to someone's mailbox message. Bruce seriously suspected that this was a phone recording recorded by someone and then mass-sent.

The next day, Bruce and Aisha moved house. Most of the things in the original apartment belonged to the landlord, and there weren't many things that could be taken, so they moved quickly. And Bruce had been thinking about the mysterious phone call, so he seemed a bit absent-minded.

Another problem that made him worry was Aisha's safety. Although Aisha guaranteed that she could definitely take care of herself when he proposed to participate in the experiment, any child saying this wouldn't be very convincing.

Although those fast foods were no problem for Aisha to survive, safety was indeed difficult to guarantee, especially when the owner behind this mysterious phone call knew he had a daughter. Would Aisha encounter any danger in the few days he was away?

Soon Bruce discovered that his worry was a bit redundant, or it couldn't be said to be redundant, he worried about the wrong object.

Because he had just watched Aisha bite the old children's slide in the backyard into pieces in just a few dozen seconds.

In fact, Bruce didn't see clearly how she bit it. He only saw a burst of dust flying, a mouth of sharp teeth stirring the wind and clouds, and then it was "click, click, click, click," and the slide fell into pieces.

Bruce looked out the window dumbfounded. Aisha was very satisfied with her masterpiece, stretched, yawned, and walked back to the house swaying.

Bruce felt it was time to worry about local public security.

He, of course, saw that this little girl had many extraordinary things, such as that mouth of sharp teeth wasn't something humans could have, her IQ was high, and she was also very clever, at least much smarter than him.

But now Bruce started to seriously think about who Aisha's mother was, and how her daddy did it.

Safety didn't need to be worried about was indeed good news, but Bruce still told Aisha about the mysterious phone call, hoping Aisha would pay attention to herself. After Aisha finished listening, she touched her chin and thought for a while, then said: "You go, he comes to find me."

Bruce just wanted to ask what this meant, and Aisha said: "He doesn't come, I go."

Bruce opened his eyes wide, wanting to stop her, but Aisha shook her head and said: "Don't worry, I bite him, don't let go, I bite you."

Bruce looked at that mouth of sharp teeth of Aisha and sighed, silently praying in his heart, I hope the other party really doesn't think about coming to find Aisha.

The next morning, Bruce got on the Osborn Group's car. Just the moment he got on the car, a faint light flashed on the car's hood, and the hidden camera was aimed at Bruce's face, and his face appeared on the giant screen.

Tony Stark, wearing silver-white armor, standing in front of the screen, opened his eyes slightly. He only had one thought now: isn't this Bruce Wei En?

Ultimate Iron Man, that is, the White Tank, had played games with Batman in Battleworld. Of course, such a smart person couldn't fail to recognize Batman's sexy chin.

Of course, the only Batman White Tank had seen with his full face exposed was actually the Batman of Schiller's universe. It was the game where Schiller and Stark were on a team, and there were also Eddie, Thor, Loki, and Bruce participating.

The reason why White Tank had a deep impression of this Batman, besides his exposed face, was that he knew it was Schiller's student, and came from a more distant universe, and he was younger than other Batmen.

Ultimate Iron Man looked at the face on the screen and was stunned. Isn't this Schiller's student?

It wasn't that Ultimate Iron Man was wrong. At this very moment, this Bruce Wei En was also very young, and he wasn't as strong as the old Bat wearing a bat suit, his figure wasn't that good, and there wasn't that kind of murderous aura of having been through many battles on his body.

In short, it was very similar. Although there were slight differences in details, such as the hairstyle was different, and the eye color was a bit different, but White Tank was busy fighting at the time and didn't look that carefully. He wasn't a superhero who was good at detective ability. Of course, he would think at first glance that isn't this the young Batman he had seen?

This was troublesome. White Tank's face became solemn. Not to mention what Schiller's purpose was in throwing his student into this universe, perhaps it was aimed at himself. Just this young Batman wasn't easy to deal with.

White Tank's evaluation of Batman could no longer be called high. If the data of all aspects of a person could be quantified, he originally felt that his various attributes were already perverted enough, but he didn't expect there to be masters.

This superhero called Batman could no longer be called the best among humans. He wasn't running too fast, he was flying too low. Although every attribute was a thread away from a monster completely detached from the human category, he was a "jack-of-all-trades."

Thinking of this, Ultimate Iron Man immediately became nervous. He immediately started operating the equipment to retrieve the full-course monitoring, and then figured out all the life trajectories of Bruce after coming here.

Terrible, Stark thought, he probably already found out who I am.

Come on, the ten-thousand-talented Batman wants to make money, why choose to work on a construction site? If this isn't Stark who is looking for evidence, he would twist his head off and use it as a ball for him to kick.

Also, going to the construction site is one thing, but after going there, the construction site's monitoring network didn't have any traces of being invaded. This shows that Batman wasn't looking for video evidence at all; he was just trying to catch them in the act.

White Tank had heard the legend of Batman breaking other people's limbs to force a confession. I'm afraid his subordinates had already been tortured by Batman in places where the surveillance cameras couldn't shoot.

Stark didn't believe that those soft-footed shrimps could keep secrets under Batman's interrogation. Now the problem was how much Batman knew, and what he planned to do to deal with himself next.

It's really bad luck, even drinking cold water gets stuck in the teeth, Stark thought gritting his teeth.

Dealing with Captain America, dealing with Pepper, dealing with himself on this timeline, dealing with the normal Stark consciousness preserved, dealing with the normal Stark wasn't enough, and still had to deal with Batman?

Sometimes being a villain alone is really helpless. ===== CHAPTER 2091 =====