Chapter 2459: The Battle for the Cape (24)

After the thick fog surrounding the top of Wei En Tower dissipated again, Jason, who was standing next to the machine, rubbed his eyes blankly. When he looked at Robin King sitting in the chair, he was startled.

But at this moment, a figure flew in through the broken window. It was little Bruce. He waved at Jason, and Jason walked over.

"What's going on? I remember I froze Robin King with a freeze gun, forced out his plan, and then brought him back to Wei En Tower..."

Suddenly, a slight sound came from behind. Jason turned his head and saw Schiller taking the helmet off Robin King's head.

"Wait, Professor." Jason seemed to react a bit and said: "That thing can't be taken off, otherwise he might wake up."

Schiller shook his head and said: "No, he won't wake up anymore. Now his spirit is in a very distant place."

Jason was still very confused and said: "What's going on?"

"Some small tricks of smokescreens." Schiller said very calmly: "True and false, false and true, that's how it is."

Jason looked at little Bruce. Little Bruce sighed and said: "Okay, let me explain it to you."

In fact, things weren't that simple. Little Bruce watched Schiller's whole operation and watched with his own eyes how Robin King played himself into the trap.

First, Schiller grasped Robin King's personality traits and created an illusion for him to drill into a dead end. This wasn't too unexpected for little Bruce. If it were him, he would also deal with Robin King like this. After all, the psychological weaknesses of this kind of person were almost written on their faces. They just craved attention and would feel uncomfortable if they didn't get others' attention.

And they were overly arrogant, making them think they could defeat any opponent head-on, so even if they were disgusted, they would drill to the end in the dead end.

At first, little Bruce didn't quite understand what Schiller was doing with this. Although it did psychologically disgust Robin King, it didn't cause any substantial harm to him. Although he became a bit haggard, it wasn't enough to reach the level of psychological trauma.

Then Mr. Freeze and Professor Pyg appeared. Note that these two people were real, not illusions. Schiller emphasized at this time that the thick fog didn't have the ability to simulate living people, but little Bruce reserved his opinion.

At first, little Bruce thought these two people appeared there to further break Robin King's psychological defense, using mockery to make him collapse more, thereby causing him to make forced mistakes.

At that time, little Bruce thought this move wouldn't be very effective. If Robin King could be collapsed by mockery so easily, he wouldn't have lived to this day.

As a result, Schiller's purpose wasn't that complicated at all.

These two people were indeed real, but only Mr. Freeze was the real Mr. Freeze, and Professor Pyg was Clayface.

This could also explain why they were beaten to pieces and could still retreat completely when they left the stage after little Bruce finished shooting. This was Clayface's old business. Not to mention simulating some flesh and blood fragments, if you wanted to see a flesh and blood firework, it would be fine.

And the purpose of Mr. Freeze appearing there was actually to observe the equipment in Robin King's hands. Robin King couldn't not take weapons when he came to see them, and Mr. Freeze was an expert in physics and mechanical engineering. Although he could only look but not touch, he could still imitate the style seven or eight points.

And this imitation technology was used on the so-called energy core provided by Robin King to Mad Hatter later.

And Robin King's judgment was correct. After the transition of the voices full of Thomas, Martha, Mr. Freeze, and Professor Pyg, he had indeed been in the thick fog.

But Mad Hatter was real. He was the real Tetch, and that machine was also real. It was the brain wave invasion device manufactured by Tetch, so Robin King could see countless details in that machine, and the principle was also correct, because this machine could indeed invade brain waves. Only the so-called energy core used Mr. Freeze's drawing to imitate an appearance.

Robin King put all his attention on the brain wave invasion device. He only took one look at the appearance of the energy core and felt it was similar to his own style, so he didn't look closely.

And the exit of this machine and Mad Hatter Tetch was an illusion simulated by the thick fog. Still the same saying, not to mention flesh and blood, any bloody scene wasn't difficult to simulate.

Then the thick fog really dissipated, and the plot of him planning to catch Jason and personally coming near Jason was real.

And then a more ingenious operation appeared. Schiller secretly mixed into the thick fog simulation device created by Robin King and controlled the range of the thick fog well within the range of the fake fog.

That is to say, Robin King created something to simulate thick fog, and the real thick fog was hidden in the simulated thick fog. Robin King thought the fog was simulated by himself, so he shot without hesitation while standing in the fog.

And it was no surprise that the whole process from Jason being knocked down to him bringing Jason back to Wei En Tower was an illusion.

What was even more wonderful was that Jason, who wasn't knocked down, also entered the illusion.

From Robin King's perspective, he successfully ambushed Jason, brought Jason back to Wei En Tower, pressed him into the seat, and used Jason's brain waves to enter Batman's spiritual world.

And from Jason's perspective, he successfully counter

Immediately following this, a more ingenious arrangement appeared: one person sat down and truly entered the mental world, while one person stood and watched him enter the mental world.

Regardless of whether they were sitting or standing, both were actually observing the scene of entering the mental world from a first-person perspective, so no matter who was standing or who was sitting, the scene they saw was the same, making it impossible to judge who had won and who had lost.

Thus, a problem arose: in fact, Jason had won, so it was King Robin who entered the mental world, but King Robin thought he had won; he believed it was Jason who entered Batman's mental world, so the image that entered Batman's mental world was Jason.

Because in King Robin's hallucination, he was watching Jason open that door; in his mind, the one who opened the door should have been Jason, and what invaded was precisely the mind, so the image of the mind was Jason.

At first, little Bruce didn't understand why Schiller had gone through such a huge circle. Was it just to turn King Robin's image into Jason? What necessity was there for this? Could there be a Batman who would lower his guard and open his heart just because of this image?

Don't say that; there actually was.

From the moment King Robin opened those doors one after another, little Bruce sensed something was wrong. This didn't look much like the mental world of any Batman; what kind of messy nonsense was this?

What made little Bruce even more certain that this was not a normal Batman's mental world was that pile of papers. No mentally sound Batman could possibly write such deranged sentences.

By the time King Robin, in the image of Jason, crawled out from that pile of papers, he saw the door opposite being opened. A blue-eyed young man stared at him blankly, and the two of them stared at each other with wide eyes.

"Hmm? Jason, was that you talking just now?"

When the ornament on top of King Robin's head, which Schiller had appeared on, was taken down, King Robin sobered up, but at this moment, he discovered that his position and Jason's had been swapped.

How could he not have realized he had fallen into a trap? Thus, his image changed immediately, turning back into King Robin.

Who would have thought that the young man opposite would actually heave a sigh of relief? He waved his hand and said, "Good thing it's an enemy. I was just saying Jason wouldn't evaluate my papers like that; he's a polite child."

Then this young man started fighting with King Robin.

But King Robin actually wasn't completely unable to fight; he had come over as a complete mental entity and naturally possessed his full abilities. But as luck would have it, halfway through the fight, a large fly suddenly appeared and swatted King Robin over with one wing.

What's the situation? Beelzebub looked left and right, and finally, his gaze fell on this young man and he said, "What's going on? Bruce, didn't you say the memory of that pile of your trashy papers overflowed again? Where is it? Hurry up and dump it so I can leave; I'm busy."

Bruce pointed to the room that was about to burst—in fact, because King Robin had opened the door, it had already burst—and then said, "It's there. Please, take it away."

Beelzebub quickly carried away that whole pile of papers, saying as he flew, "Although I can't understand what you've written here, the taste of Batman's mental energy is still quite good... By the way, next month is my birthday banquet, don't forget to come. Of course, don't call that old antique Uriel; we must get drunk to our heart's content."

Bruce waved his hand. After Beelzebub left, he began to study the unconscious King Robin. After finding something to tie the other person up with and waiting for him to wake up, Bruce asked with some confusion, "Who are you? How did you run into the memory module of my mental world?"

King Robin really wanted to say that he also wanted to know the answer to that question, but looking at the unfriendly expression opposite him, he could only stiffen his neck and reply, "I am King Robin, I... you... wait a minute, you are Batman, why are you so young?"

"I'm not young anymore," Bruce shook his neck and said, "I'm almost 30."

King Robin wanted to say, but you look just like a delinquent teenager with nothing to do.

"So how exactly did you get in?" Bruce frowned and recalled carefully, then said as if suddenly enlightened, "Oh, I remember now. Because when Jason has nightmares, his mental entity always comes to my place to knock on the door, so I added him to the whitelist."

"Wait, you actually disguised yourself as Jason Todd to sneak into my mental world? You are too despicable!"

"I... I also... I...???"