Chapter 3901

"What? Go to your side to lead students? No, I'm afraid that can't be done. I have a bunch of trouble here... of course you know. Batman wasn't here before, so that group of lunatics in Arkham Asylum was quiet and didn't make trouble. But now, Batman is back, and they are all excited one by one. I am helping Commissioner Gordon investigate the case related to the Riddler, so I don't have time to go to other universes; I can only let Barry go over..."

Schiller put down the phone and sighed. He turned his head slightly, looking at the pouring rain outside the office window. 8 hours had passed since the hurricane landed in the main universe Cat Getan, and the main universe Batman had also successfully returned to Cat Getan with a large amount of energy, but things were far from over.

This hurricane came exceptionally fiercely, and the precipitation within 12 hours was about to break the record. Cat Getan's Upper City and Lower City were all flooded; no matter if they were rich or poor, they couldn't escape the fate of sitting at home and watching the sea.

Moreover, the disaster accidents caused by the storm were far more than these. Many houses in disrepair collapsed, utility poles and trees on the road were blown down, and even cars were blown away directly. In short, it was a mess, and everyone was overwhelmed.

Just about two hours ago, the lighting power supply of the Cat Getan Police Station suddenly cut off. Half an hour later, the power was restored, but a corpse floated out of the underground parking lot that had already been flooded. Unfortunately, this person was another informant that the Penguin had just bought off.

A riddle was carved on the chest of this corpse, but because the corpse had been soaking in the water for quite a while, the specific text could no longer be seen clearly. The evidence department and the forensic department were at their wits' end, and Gordon could only invite Arrogance, who was still staying in the main universe, over; his mentality was no different from praying to gods and Buddhas.

Schiller had just gone to see the corpse and hadn't reached any conclusion yet when the agent's phone call came, saying he hoped he would go to Arkham Batman's universe to teach. But Schiller didn't intend to leave the main universe now, because it was obvious that the appearance of this corpse was not the end, but a beginning.

Just as Schiller was thinking about the condition of the corpse, a commotion suddenly came from downstairs. Schiller walked to the stairs and looked down, finding two young police officers saying something anxiously to Gordon downstairs.

Schiller walked downstairs, and Gordon saw him coming over, sighed, and said, "Wayne Hospital has lost power. I just hope there won't be another similar corpse..."

"Hospital lost power?" Schiller frowned slightly and said, "Don't they have backup power?"

"It's the backup power that lost power. As early as 4 hours after the hurricane landed, 80% of the Upper City area had already lost power. A place like a hospital was able to hold on until now because of the backup power, but it looks like it can't hold on anymore."

Gordon looked worried, but his subordinates soon brought more bad news: another corpse floated out of the hospital's underground parking lot. The victim was a chief surgeon; it was temporarily unclear whose person it was and why they were victimized. This was clearly another serial murder case.

But now was clearly not a good time to investigate the case. The police station office could also be considered a good area to watch the sea. Schiller stood on the second floor and looked out; the water had completely flooded the first floor and faintly had the momentum of about to flood the second floor.

A sound suddenly came from the roof, seemingly a helicopter landing. Soon, Tim, the Red Robin, wearing a Robin suit but blown so hard by the strong wind that even his mother wouldn't recognize him, ran down hurriedly, shaking his head violently like a dog with water on its head to shake off the water, and shouted at Gordon: "We must restore the hospital's power first; the patients on the operating table can't wait!"

"Of course, I want to too," Gordon said. "But now the Upper City has large-scale power outages, and all roads are flooded by water. Where to find a power source? And how to reconnect the circuit?"

"Can only connect power from the Batcave," Red Robin sighed and said. "Although the Batcave is also underground, it definitely hasn't been flooded. We have to pull a wire out from there to supply power to important living facilities; otherwise, many people will die for no reason."

"Does Batman know about this?"

"He can't take care of it for the time being. The first base point of the magic defense network is hit within Cat Getan City; he is busy with this matter, and the signals there are all shielded, so we can't contact him either. But the patients really can't wait."

Gordon hesitated for a moment and said, "If you have a way, then do it."

"Wait," Schiller spoke up. "I think I shouldn't need to remind you that this is very likely a conspiracy of the electronic lifeform. Batman's defense of the Batcave is very perfect, and he has always been unable to invade it. He let places like the police station and the hospital lose power just to force you to pull a wire from the Batcave, so he can take advantage of the situation to invade and control the large-scale weapons in the Batcave."

Red Robin opened his mouth and then said, "Of course I considered this possibility, but I believe that if it were Batman, he would also make this decision. The patients waiting for rescue in the hospital are innocent; we can't watch them die just like this."

"Alright, there is one more question," Schiller said. "'Final Laugh' system."

Red Robin immediately became a bit vigilant. Schiller shook his head and said, "You don't need to ask how I know; just treat it as me having mind-reading skills. If Batman put the control system of this thing in the Batcave, and the electronic lifeform that invaded the Batcave mastered this powerful weapon and used it to destroy Cat Getan, what do you plan to do?"

Red Robin shook his head and said, "Except for Batman, no one can control that thing, not even the electronic lifeform. Moreover, Batman set a very long startup delay for the 'Final Laugh' system; it's not that you can destroy the world immediately after pressing the button, which is enough to drag it out until Batman returns."

"What about Alfred?"

"I have already picked up the old butler," Red Robin said. "He is now staying with the Drake family and won't be in any danger for the time being."

Schiller nodded and didn't say anything more. Red Robin said to Gordon: "The plan and materials are all ready, but I lack manpower. You have to lend me a few people, let them follow me onto the helicopter..."

Although Gordon also lacked manpower and was overwhelmed, restoring the hospital's power was indeed very important. So he pointed out a few people who were still reliable and let them follow Red Robin.

"What do you think?" Gordon asked, looking at Schiller.

"They are afraid they will be very hard to succeed, so you had better have a second plan," Schiller paused and continued, "The electronic lifeform will definitely want to invade the Batcave, which is why it cut off the hospital's power, forcing Red Robin to make this choice. But once he successfully invades the Batcave, he will definitely not let the hospital's power be restored, because only then can he keep the Robins busy with the matter of restoring the hospital's power, so he can have time to crack and control the weapons in the Batcave. What they are doing now is destined to be a futile effort."

This is not a hard thing to understand; Gordon naturally understood it too. The blame lies in this electronic lifeform being too powerful; even if he weren't so powerful, a wire pulled over is not a very hard thing to destroy, and he couldn't establish a more stable power transmission system in the strong wind and rain, destined to lose both his wife and his army.

However, this matter must be done, because the Robins have always believed in "doing is better than not doing"; even if it might lead to a bad result, at least there is a glimmer of hope, otherwise there really is no way to restore the power in the hospital.

"It sounds like you have a way," Gordon looked at Schiller and said. "If you have one, you had better implement it as soon as possible. I heard that among the people undergoing surgery in the hospital, there is a 7-year-old child; I don't want to see any more innocent people die."

"For the current plan, supplying power from elsewhere definitely won't work. No matter what, the electronic lifeform has ways to cut off the power, so we have to think of ways to restore the hospital's power from the inside."

"You mean repairing the hospital's generator? But they should have already tried; if the power hasn't been restored until now, it proves that the generator is afraid it will be very hard to repair."

"Then build another generator," Schiller said. "And it's best to be fast, clean, and efficient."

"You mean..."

"Do you have The Flash's phone number?"

Gordon took a light breath and said, "I have it. You want to convert the Speed Force into electricity? Can this really work? Even if it works, it should need a conversion device, right?"

"Of course it needs one, but Batman happens to have one," Schiller said, tapping the ground lightly with the tip of his umbrella. "There should be a running wheel in the Batcave; let Tim take it along."

"What? A running wheel?" Gordon said, somewhat surprised while searching for The Flash's phone number. "You mean the thing hamsters pedal? Why did Batman build a running wheel... oh, my god, it's not what I think, is it?"

"It's exactly what you think. He originally intended to let The Flash use that running wheel to manufacture Speed Force, but later he had a better choice, so that thing wasn't used. However, since Batman could build it, it must be useful; now it's just right to take it to generate electricity for the hospital."

Gordon immediately realized there was a chance. He hurriedly called The Flash, and I don't know if Batman had expected it early or if it was a coincidence, but The Flash didn't go with Batman to build the magic defense network pillar, and he happened to be on Earth. Gordon called him, and he came over immediately; he is now waiting at the entrance of the Cat Getan intercity highway.

Then Gordon called Red Robin again. Red Robin successfully rummaged through the Batcave's warehouse and found that huge running wheel, and together with a few police officers, moved that thing onto the Bat transport plane and successfully transported it to the hospital.

So now only the last step remains, which is to put The Flash, this "hamster," into the running wheel. But actually, this is the hardest step, because The Flash can't run in the water; Gordon has to think of ways to pick him up to the city and then send him to the hospital.

It's not hard to imagine that the electronic lifeform will definitely not allow this kind of thing to happen; this journey is definitely sparks and lightning, and I don't know how many hardships and obstacles it will experience.

However, the good news is that all the roads in Cat Getan are flooded now, so cars can't drive at all, and they can only rely on boats, and except for the pier, there are no such decent speedboats. The Cat Getan Police Station only has two rowboats older than Gordon, and a few small paddleboards; this is all the transportation the police have to go out.

Because it's too backward, there's no room for electronic invasion. Rowing over slowly like this isn't impossible to pick people up, but the speed is too slow, which is bound to delay the patients.

Gordon thought for a long time and had no good way. When he was pacing anxiously there, he saw Schiller standing by the window making a phone call, and Gordon walked over slowly.

Not long after, he saw a truck riding the wind and waves coming from the end of the highway; the water that could flood a floor didn't seem to have any impact on it—if the driver in the driver's seat wasn't a green-haired boy who loved to laugh, he would be the perfect savior.