Chapter 2384: Battle of the Bats (Part 3)

"What's wrong? Is it hard to deal with?" Batwoman walked up.

She glanced at the data, then was also stunned, and then showed an expression that could be called crying or laughing.

"It's afraid of water?" Batwoman pointed to one of the chemical formulas and said, "Water can decompose the key components in the toxin into harmless rare gases."

"And we happen to have a handy weapon." Batman looked at the gun that Batwoman was carrying.

That was a weapon with a style identical to the transformation machine in Batwoman's Batcave, clearly a weapon Batman intended to use to deal with Atlantis.

The ability of this thing was to synthesize water from the air, summon a large amount of water flow in a short time, and turn it into various water-shaped weapons such as water cannons and water arrows through compressed release.

If it were in the ocean where there was already water, it could use kinetic energy to shape water into various shapes, powerful fists, huge waves, or even pinch out an army to confront the Atlantis army. The two of them named this gun the Spear of the Water God.

Batwoman carried the gun on her shoulder. She tapped the button on the side lightly, and immediately a circular water shield enveloped her and Batman. The two walked towards the depths of the spore cloud.

"I think we should be cautious. The person in the depths of the thick fog may not necessarily be an enemy. It's best not to hurt the innocent." Batman said.

"Although you always look indecisive, this time I think you are right. This universe is too strange; we cannot judge friend or foe by common sense."

Batman was originally cautious, but all of this ended when he saw the figure in the depths of the poisonous fog.

"Joker??!!"

The two shouted in unison.

Batwoman pulled the trigger reflexively, and a bang of water bullet flew towards the poisonous plant.

At this time, the poisonous plant was putting down Charles who had already fainted. Who knew that someone would sneak attack from behind? He reacted a step too slowly, and the water cannon directly blew off one of his arms.

The furious poisonous plant turned around, and the vines erupted violently. Looking at the branches all over the sky, Batman said with some surprise, "Poison Ivy? Joker? Poison Ivy Joker????"

Batwoman was clearly too busy to be surprised. It seemed that compared to Batman, she was more allergic to Joker. She activated another form of the Water God Spear. The gun body unfolded and turned into armor, arming her arm. At the very front was a vortex muzzle like a black hole.

Batwoman jumped high, dodging the invading plants, bang bang two water bullets, first blew off the guards of the poisonous plant, then jumped left and right along the surrounding vines, like a flexible bird, quickly approaching the main body of the poisonous plant.

When she landed, she saw another black shadow already standing beside her. Batwoman looked up slightly, looked at Batman, and said, "Not bad."

"You too."

With two swooshes, two claw hooks hung on both sides of the poisonous plant's body. Batwoman first aimed the muzzle at the poisonous plant's head and fired a shot. With a bang, the poisonous plant tilted to one side as if it had been hit by a heavy hook punch.

Batman took the opportunity to press hard, the claw hook gun pierced into the side of the poisonous plant's ear, and then pulled violently. The tall plant body fell to the ground with a crash.

"Water!" Batman shouted.

Batwoman immediately activated the Water God Spear, but this time, in addition to the water shield that enveloped them, the water flow formed a solid circular prison, wrapping the poisonous plant inside.

The poisonous spore cloud began to dissipate.

At this time, they both discovered Charles lying on the ground. Batwoman walked over, observed for a while, and said, "He seems to have been poisoned and fainted."

"Pour some water on him." Batman said.

Batwoman didn't be polite either. She made a cold water ball, smashed it on Charles with a slap, and then poured a lot of water into him, almost choking Charles to death, before he finally woke up.

Charles patted his head, still feeling dizzy. When he saw the two pitch-black figures in front of him, he was even startled.

"How are you?" Batwoman asked.

It wasn't that the two of them trusted others easily. Theoretically speaking, anyone who could be kidnapped by Joker must be a good person.

"I'm okay." Charles said with some difficulty.

"You don't look very good." Batman looked at him 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 concealing his identity here, and then added, "Charles Xavier."

Batman's eyes widened for a moment, but his expression didn't reveal any flaws. He said, "Then do you know who kidnapped you just now?"

After Charles thought about it, he said, "The situation is too complicated. If you want to know, let's find a place to talk in detail."

Soon they found a coffee shop nearby. Paris had nothing else, but there were many coffee shops. Not only did they not dare to approach this poisonous spore cloud, but other personalities didn't seem to want to come here either, so they found a rare quiet place.

"So, that's it." After Charles finished the brief summary, he said, "That guy is one of his personalities, we call him Poisonous Plant, but they also said when naming that if it were called Plant Joker, it would sound a bit unlucky. I don't know why it's unlucky."

"It is indeed a bit unlucky." Batman said, "He is the biggest one in the deck of cards."

"Can you introduce other personalities to us?" Batwoman said.

Charles began to tell, but mainly focused on the Spirit Flow Sect, which was the direction he was currently focusing on.

Charles told the intelligence of the main combat power he had investigated, which made the two Batmans frown. Batman's expression showed an extremely rare hesitation. He said, "What does your universe rely on to survive until now? Luck?"

"Absurd." Batwoman used this word again and said, "You sound like you exaggerated their abilities by 10 times. For example, the All-Knower in your description, how could he know the answers to all questions?"

"What if some questions just don't have answers." Batwoman said, "For example... for example, human emotions."

"This is intelligence we don't know yet." Charles admitted frankly, "Everything that happens here is unreasonable. Do you think my existence is reasonable?"

"What kind of existence are you?"

"I'm sorry about your lover Sylvester."

Batwoman stood up with a swoosh.

Batman didn't move, but Charles sighed and said, "In fact, I have exhausted all my physical strength and energy, so I can only see the memories you are most impressed with. If it were in my prime, lady, you would be fully exposed before me."

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Batman's tone didn't have any fluctuation. He said, "The future you will be stronger, rewriting the memories of all humans in an instant."

Batwoman stared at him with wide eyes.

Charles was also surprised by his calm attitude. Any human being shouldn't be so calm when knowing that their memory might be read and their thinking rewritten.

"In all my memories, there is a code that only I know the specific meaning of. The code of each fragment is different. They echo each other with other fragments, forming a complete password fragment. This password fragment then echoes with other password fragments, forming a complete password."

"Every week, I will change the way to decrypt these passwords, store them physically in a safe, and then delete this memory of my own, and also delete the fact that there is a password."

"If you deleted them all, then how will you remember to continue encrypting your memory next week?"

Batman looked at Charles who asked this question and said, "Because every week I will think about it once. If someone like you appears in the world, what should I do?"

"As long as I think about this question, I will definitely take measures. In fact, the password is just the measure I took this week. What measures I took before, I don't remember, and what measures I will take next week is not certain."

"But I can still read your memory."

"There are no secrets in memory." Batman said, "The knowledge I possess is the same as everyone else. They were written in textbooks, cited in papers, and follow the unchanging physical laws of this world. Anyone can explore them."

"My emotional life is unremarkable. I don't think you would want to see teenagers fighting every day over the amount of pocket money and snack exemption rights."

"I pry into the privacy of many friends and know their weaknesses, but if you use the plan I prepared to deal with them, they will let you understand who Batman really is."

Charles was speechless.

"If you are willing to visit my mental 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 it is you who shaped the thinking of ordinary people, or the thinking of ordinary people you often pry into that shaped you?"

Charles was stunned.

In fact, recently he felt weakness and pain far beyond common sense. It wasn't that he hadn't been in pain before, but this time it came particularly violently.

This kind of pain made Charles feel somewhat familiar. When he invaded the mind of that poor pregnant woman, he also felt the same weakness and pain.

So is this weakness and pain his, or that pregnant woman's?

Is he in pain now? Should he be in pain in the current situation? Should he have been in pain? Or is everything just a lingering shadow of emotional resonance?

"Emotional creatures find it difficult to only understand the logic of the other party without resonating with the other party's emotions." Batman said, "In fact, compared to logic, we are more likely to resonate with emotions."

"And we always say that we cannot empathize with others, which proves that conveying and receiving emotions is not the most efficient method. The ability you possess allows you to empathize with others in the most efficient way, and when empathy reaches its peak, emotions will merge into one, indistinguishable from each other."

Batman looked at Charles and said, "The emotions, feelings, and even thinking styles you possess now may not be your own. They come from everyone whose mind you have read. It is all those ordinary people who constitute Charles Xavier."

"Do you think I am a collection of ordinary people?"

"I think he is too." Batman stood up, looked at the sky, and said, "Perhaps, more people are paying attention to the unique abilities of these personalities, and in my view, the reason for their emergence is the key."

"In the eyes of a madman, fire may not be ignited by wood, but by a superhuman who fell from the sky. Poisonous things may not be chemical agents or man-made products, but spread by a terrible existence called Poisonous Plant."

"What we see is not just an absurd universe, but the heart of a patient suffering from painful mental illness. All his personalities have origins. To help him, we must find a way home for all of them." ===== CHAPTER 2385 =====