Scarecrow, one of Batman's nemesis, is a mad chemist who prides himself on his hallucinogens for instilling the deepest fears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The room was initially filled with a small amount of fear poison, which had the effect of paralyzing the nerves of the two of them and causing them to be negligent, the same slight drowsiness that Eric felt when he entered.

Scarecrow tries to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak up on Batman, but ultimately fails. Eric spotted him, and he wanted to go up and stop the scarecrow - it wasn't supposed to be a difficult task, but the odorless gas wafting through the air dulled him.

He missed, but in the end it was a shot for Dick.

The center of the brain that controls the balance is like a pulp, and Eric feels that his head is as heavy as a lead ball. He fell to the ground with a crooked body, and the choking dust on the floor was violently raised.

Through the thick ash, he saw Dick reflexively grab the scarecrow, his fist pounding his chin.

Dick crouched down and seemed to open his mouth to ask him something, but he couldn't hear it.

Boundless sleepiness struck, like the endless darkness of this room, and he closed his eyelids heavily and fell asleep.

Like a drowning suffocation, Eric couldn't see where he was, only swam forward with his arms swinging desperately. And after a moment, he found that his efforts were meaningless, and that he had to follow wherever the undercurrents around him went, and there was no choice at all.

Then he saw a burst of light.

It's the same feeling as before, as if he's in a memory, and it's clearly not from his own brain.

He saw an eerie light, like the color of incandescent light that he saw when he woke up from a sleep. Two figures flickered in front of him, one of them vague and the other vaguely Dr. Padraic Charlotte, his father.

"You've made it!" The blurred man said, "It's incredible...... You know, the whole world can change because of it. ”

"yes." It was Dr. Charlotte who spoke, as if speaking into Eric's point of view, "Look, how perfect it is." ”

After a pause, he added: "No, it's not perfect enough, there is still a lot of room for upgrading." We don't just want to change the world. Debugging a little more, we're ready for the next step. ”

"Yes, Doctor."

The rest of the screen flashed like a corrupted disk, too blurry to capture anything useful, like someone had pressed the fast-forward button.

Then, the painting was frozen in a rainy night.

Torrential rain poured down, and thunderclouds rolled in the sky. Blinding lightning tore through the dark dome, illuminating a black body in folds and glitter.

It was an all-black suit of armor with white stripes all over it. His eyes glowed with a dark red glow, and the energy core on his chest was emblazoned with an "X". The pouring rain trickled down the black shell and dripped down the silvery fingers, and the steel body reflected a hideous fire. A raging fire burned behind him, making the steel body look like a Terminator.

It's something similar to the Amozo armor. For some reason, Eric came up with such an idea.

Then, the image was abruptly cut off.

When Eric woke up, he was lying on a hard bed, and when he lifted the covers, he realized that it was actually a temporarily empty table.

My head was much clearer—still a little dazed, but much faster than I had been thinking before. He jumped off the table and tried to walk around to make sure where he was.

Then he was stunned by what he saw.

The space is so vast that you can barely see the edge, and the only boundary of the huge cavern is the endless darkness - in every direction. A vast network of man-made platforms of varying heights formed a vast network, with a bunch of monitors and seemingly tall computer equipment in front of the platform where Eric was now located, and three rhinoceros-like black ironclad chariots parked head-to-head on the higher platform, like recuperated beasts.

No matter how realistic the movie is, it only exists on the screen, and you can't imagine what an indescribable experience it is to actually be here.

There is no doubt that this is a bat cave.

Eric looked left and right, but didn't see half a figure, except for the occasional bat flapping its wings and flying into the darkness from the clinging rocks. He walked briskly to the computer, the screen still closed.

There are some complex chemical structures listed on the screen, as well as a thumbnail of the structure of the human brain. He sat down in front of the computer and took a closer look.

"I'm afraid it's not a good habit to casually check other people's things, Mr. Charlotte."

When Eric turned around, he saw a half-bald old man walking towards him with a tray in one hand, on which was a double of the steaming tea.

Alfred, Batman's butler, whom Eric recognizes.

"Are you feeling better? Young sir? Alfred put the tea on the table.

"It's like having a hangover." Eric said, "I guess, you're Batman's assistant, right?" ”

"Basically, but more." "You've been poisoned by a scarecrow, and the Batcave happens to be the only place where you have an antidote in time." The young master specially explained that after you wake up, you must take blood to confirm whether there is any residual toxin. ”

As he spoke, he flashed his syringe. Eric rolled up his sleeves and watched as the old man pulled half a tube of blood out of his arm and took it to the side of the bench for testing.

"And he said then I could leave, right?"

"Yes." Alfred said, "But I'll have to lead you to a path in case you recognize where it is." ”

Underground at Wayne Manor, I know. Of course, this can only be said from the bottom of my heart.

"Where's Batman?"

"Follow up on new leads." Alfred was lying in front of the microscope, and Eric was skeptical that his old eyes were up to the job, "You know, that's usually the case, there's always something to do all night. ”

"I guess, he went to find the Poison Ivy Girl?"

Alfred looked up in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

Eric pointed to the computer, "Twice." According to computer analysis, although I have never seen this molecule of the flesh-strengthening drug compound, the composition seems to be very similar to the 'fear toxin' in the computer file. However, contrary to the 'fear toxin', this drug mainly paralyzes the tonsils, frontal hypothalamus, and eliminates the 'fight or flight' response mechanism. In other words, it is fearless. Interestingly, the only source of this toxin is a distant relative of the progenitor stellar cactus peote, which is also one of the rarest plants on Earth. In a jungle like Gotham, where steel and concrete are made, is there a second person besides poison ivy who has this plant? ”

Alfred looked at him in surprise.

"The young master said you were just a high school student."

"He's right."

Eric smirked, but his expression suddenly froze as if he had seen a ghost.

"Damn! Grandpa, what time is it? How long have I been unconscious? ”

"Hmm...... Seven o'clock in the morning, what's wrong? ”

"Damn! I have to go! ”

After a busy all-nighter, he forgot all about yesterday's day.

Raven should be almost up at this point.