Chapter 2460
King Robin was practically speechless. It was true that he had intended to invade Batman's mental world, but firstly, he hadn't intended to invade *this* Batman, and secondly, he didn't even know how he had managed to invade this place in the first place.
The young Batman opposite him looked him up and down, as if trying to discern something from him, but soon he said with a sudden realization: "Oh, I see. You're here for the job interview, right? To increase your success rate, you deliberately didn't use the front door to give me a surprise? Very good, you succeeded."
"I am not... a job interview? Interview for what? Are you also a president?" King Robin looked at Bruce with some confusion.
"Other than this, I can't think of any reason for you to come looking for me."
"It's not that I wanted to come looking for you!"
Bruce bent down and began rummaging through the massive pile of junk papers, successfully pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to King Robin.
King Robin blinked. After taking the paper and glancing at it, he discovered it was a messily drawn poster, written in various bright-colored graffiti fonts: "Multiverse Bat-Team Recruitment Plan Initiated!" and "Join us! Come on a tense and exciting multiverse adventure!"
"Multiverse Bat-Team..." King Robin softly read the name, his eyes shifting slightly. He immediately changed his attitude and said, "Ah, I am quite interested in this plan. Can you tell me more about it in detail?"
"It's exactly what it says." Bruce stepped over the clutter on the floor, lifted his foot, and walked forward, saying, "We are now inviting ambitious people to join Barbatos's great dark plan, to help the God of Darkness rule the entire multiverse and participate in the grand event in his dark kingdom."
King Robin wanted to say that this sounded like an old-fashioned and boring plan, but the name Barbatos made him feel very familiar. He had heard that lunatic with a mouth full of sharp teeth mention it, but judging by his attitude, Barbatos probably had some history with him.
King Robin thought this would be a good source of intelligence, but he didn't act rashly because he hadn't forgotten that he had actually been tricked into coming here. His body was still back where it was. If his body were destroyed by that mastermind behind the scenes, he would never return to the real world. He had to find a way back first.
"To be honest, I am indeed a bit interested." King Robin shook the poster flyer in his hand and said, "However, I did indeed enter this place by mistake, and my body is encountering some trouble over there. You have to find a way to send me back, and then I can come to find you."
Bruce didn't seem to believe him. He looked at King Robin with that suspicious gaze, the expression on his face completely saying, "You?"
At this moment, the disadvantage of suffering mental abuse became apparent. King Robin's spiritual body appeared somewhat weak, and its frequency was chaotic. He found a mirror in the room to look at himself; his image could not be said to be as majestic as before, but it could be said to be pitiful.
King Robin immediately wanted to roar, but he thought that now that he was under someone else's roof, he had to bow his head. Once his abnormality was exposed, he could forget about having this eccentric Batman send him back.
"As you can see, I have encountered some trouble." King Robin immediately changed his strategy. Acting was his specialty. Back when he shot and killed his parents, he had posed as a pitiful victim to win the police's sympathy, and he had even successfully inherited the estate without being investigated.
This is a capability that many patients with antisocial personality disorder possess from birth, and it is also one of the favorable pieces of evidence for their personality disorder, stemming from congenital brain lesions.
Research shows that many patients with antisocial personality disorder have an understanding and imitation ability for expressions, demeanor, and body movements that far exceed their age group during childhood.
For example, many children can understand the general emotions conveyed by adults crying and laughing when they are young, but if it is more subtle, such as frowning to express difficulty or smiling slightly to show pride, children's life experience is insufficient for them to summarize enough experience to classify these overly subtle expressions, which leads to them not knowing how to read people's expressions.
Of course, there are also some children who, due to family circumstances and social environment, are educated too early to capture and understand such expressions, leading to their richer accumulated experience, and thus they are better at reading people's expressions, which is what many parents often call sensible and precocious.
However, patients with antisocial personality disorder usually do not need to accumulate experience. They are born with the ability to understand these micro-expressions. What is even more beyond reason is that almost as long as they have seen it once, they can perfectly imitate these micro-expressions.
There are also some children who will deliberately imitate adults, such as deliberately frowning and sighing, or distorting their expressions to look fierce, but because they have too little experience of this kind, the expressions they make are too exaggerated or unbalanced, and adults can easily see that they are faking it.
But the micro-expressions imitated by children with antisocial personality disorder are almost perfect. Let alone ordinary adults, many professionals with experience in criminal investigation, or even those who can use technical means to conduct micro-expression analysis, can also be fooled by them.
When criminal investigation science first began to develop, people noticed an abnormal phenomenon: in many family extermination cases, the only surviving child easily ended up in prison due to other heinous crimes after reaching adulthood.
At first, people thought this was because the tragedy of childhood caused them great psychological trauma, leading them to become patients with antisocial personality disorder, making them unable to control their behavior, and thus harming others after reaching adulthood.
But later, with the development of technical means and the continuous progress of various disciplines, people discovered that they might have mistaken the causal relationship. That only surviving child was very likely the murderer of the family extermination case. He was born this way, so whether he was a child or an adult, he would do such cruel things.
Once this result was disclosed, it immediately aroused widespread discussion among the public. Many people thought this was impossible. How could a child of such a young age kill the whole family? Even if he had this idea, how did he do it?
But countless bloody facts were placed in front of the public, and then people discovered that this type of personality disorder patient has perfect camouflage ability from birth, can use acting to deceive the whole family, and can take action when family members are completely unprepared, and the success rate is far greater than people imagine.
However, because the setting of Spider-Man who appeared in "Amazing Fantasy" is actually the most familiar autistic high school student, the little person who is not liked by anyone in school, Peter often appears isolated, but he is too excited after putting on the Spider-Man uniform, which makes him not have any close friends yet.
King Robin is exactly this type of personality disorder patient, so he also possesses all their talents, and because he is also Bruce Wei En, possessing all the genius wisdom of Bruce Wei En, his camouflage ability is flawless.
Since he is already in this state, he must fully exert his advantages. No matter what, Batman is a superhero, and morality requires him to help the weak. How can his image as a child, coupled with his haggard state, not be considered a member of the weak?
But simply acting pitiful is really too easy to be exposed, because the other party is also Bruce Wei En. He knows that Bruce Wei En cannot be a pitiful little person who has no strength to truss a chicken, so he must grasp a scale and perform as someone who has ability and planning but accidentally fell into trouble and needs help.
"I think we can negotiate terms." King Robin said further, "I am interested in your team and am very happy to join, but I can't join in this state. You have to let me find my body, otherwise how can I provide you with help?"
Who would have thought that Bruce sat down on the spot, supporting his head with his hand and saying with slight distress, "It's really rare that you would be interested in my team. I asked several Batmen, and they all said they weren't interested."
"That's because your poster is done terribly." King Robin said in his heart, "No Batman would be interested in this graffiti-style poster. Even if you wrote a notice in black and white, it would be better than this."
"I think it's not bad." King Robin could only endure the discomfort, spread his hands and said, "Perhaps you can also talk about the specific situation of your team. Maybe I will be more interested."
King Robin was still planning to get some intelligence. He knew that the Laughing One would definitely be interested in Barbatos and its related intelligence.
Bruce, sitting on the ground, sighed and said, "To be honest, ever since I took on this recruitment task, I have traveled all over the universes, but I haven't found a decent team member. A lot of funds were approved, but there's just no one. What can I do?"
"Uh, you mean, Barbatos asked you to recruit team members?"
"Of course, Barbatos is the God of Darkness. He wants to invade the Light Universe. Does he expect only me to go?"
King Robin felt that he had heard some incredible plan, but now his focus was, "... God of Darkness?"
Bruce jumped up as if he had been pressed by a switch. He didn't know where he moved a large stack of books from, stuffed them directly into King Robin's arms and said, "That's right, it's the God of Darkness. This is the glorious history of our company, this is the personal resume of the company boss, and here, this is our current corporate culture. I think you will definitely be interested."
King Robin held the stack of books and wanted to say that he didn't have that much interest, but what other way was there to gain the trust of this strange Batman? He had to coax this person into being happy before he could let him send him back.
King Robin pretended to be reading while asking Bruce questions without leaving a trace, wanting to get more intelligence out of him, so it wouldn't be a wasted trip.
As a result, no matter how he asked, Bruce was in the state of a deeply resentful employee. The topic would always turn back to how inhumane the boss was, how heartless the company was, how much he had racked his brains, and how much his colleagues could drag him down.
Bruce also seemed to have finally caught someone to vent his dissatisfaction, and he talked endlessly.
"... Then you say, can this matter be blamed on me? I told him long ago that he must go to show miracles as soon as possible. Otherwise, just relying on those members of the Court of Owls to promote it there, would others believe it? He insisted on delaying, dragging it out for two months. Now it's good, right? The stall has been overturned by others, right?"
"And that Universe 162, I don't even want to talk about it. When the project was established, it was said that this universe was at war, the situation was particularly unstable, and wanting to engage in that set of urban construction pollution wouldn't work. The radiation in the groundwater was already many times stronger than your pollution. He just wouldn't listen. What happened in the end? Wasn't the home base blown up by someone with a cannon?"
"Let's talk about the intelligence plan for the Light Universe that couldn't be pushed forward before. It finally had some improvement when it reached my hands, and he wanted to micromanage again. It's not that I'm saying it, if he could operate a result, would he still need to find me to take over?"
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