"Y-What's wrong with you? Are you sick? ”

Spider-Man, who had retracted his arm by tearing off the spider silk, looked at the small figure standing in front of him, it was a young boy with short black hair and blue eyes that still looked bright in the night, but now his face was as pale as a piece of paper, even his lips were bloodless, his eyes were completely out of focus, and his pupils were a little dilated.

"Hey! Hey! What happened to you? Can you hear me? You...... Wait, you look like Bruce Wayne, God, are you supposed to be his ......"

Spider-Man got closer to finally see the other party's face, but just as he was about to speculate further about the other party's background, the boy on the other side shook his head vigorously, shook his head a little dizzily, and fell down weakly.

Spider-Man rushed up and hugged him, he glanced back at the skyline of Gotham City, the most conspicuous building called Wayne Tower had already turned off all the lights, and after staying here for so long, Spider-Man also knew very well that the ambulance would not come at this point.

He stroked the side of the boy's neck with his hand to make sure that his pulse was not abnormal, and then opened his eyelids and looked at his eyes, the eye movement and pupil state were also normal, followed by the respiratory rate and heart rate, which felt slightly weak, so Spider-Man judged that he might be paroxysmal fainting caused by overexertion.

Spider-Man picked the boy up, hesitated visibly as soon as he lifted his leg, and then turned and walked in the other direction.

Spider-Man takes Bruce Jr. to the Batcave.

Batman is not in the Batcave at the moment, but he gave Spider-Man access to the Batcave, which is not a surprising move, and most of his Robins can enter and exit the Batcave normally, but they can't use most of the dangerous equipment here.

Bruce woke up to find himself lying on the bench, and he instinctively sat up, his muscles tense and nervous, but soon the strange man with the spider's compound eyes on his hood came over and said.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a mad scientist, you fainted, I took you to a safe place, I was going to take you back to my temporary base, but there is no complete medical examination equipment there, obviously something is wrong with your body."

Little Bruce lay back on the table a little weakly, and said in a dry voice, "It's not my body that's wrong, it's my brain." ”

"Usually it's related." Spider-Man sighed softly, he was more gentle than usual when he performed certain medical treatments, and he said like a patient doctor, "The results of the physical examination show that you are overworked, which causes your brain wave curve to fluctuate significantly abnormally. ”

"I'm tired, but it has nothing to do with that......"

"Listen, kid, I don't want to educate you like your parents, but I really have to tell you that at your age, there is nothing worth it for you to be tired like this, whether it is studying and living, or exploring unknown areas, it is not good for you to work against the laws of physical growth and brain development."

Bruce Jr. opened his mouth, his lips moved imperceptibly, obviously not making any sound, but at that moment, Spider-Man's spider sense began to alarm wildly.

Spider-Man arched his back and waist muscles to exert force, and jumped backwards almost several meters on the spot, but nothing happened, which made him turn his head from side to side suspiciously, as if trying to find the danger lurking in the air.

Little Bruce reluctantly stretched out a finger and pointed to his head and said, "The knowledge of the gods...... Over here...... Very dangerous...... I need...... But to be controlled......"

He was so vague that Spider-Man barely understood, and he attributed Bruce's current dazed and confused state to his mental problems due to exertion, and after another brain scan, Spider-Man said, "I'm afraid you'll need to recuperate." ”

"I don't mean to offend, but ......" Spider-Man dragged a long note, looked at Bruce a little worried, and said, "Before I do that, can I ask you first, does your condition have anything to do with your parents?" ”

Little Bruce nodded a little dazedly with half-squinted eyes, of course, he was always aware that his parents were dead, but the purpose of his pursuit of forbidden knowledge was to know what the world was like after death, so he couldn't say that he had nothing to do with his parents at this point.

But Spider-Man would be wrong, he thought, what can make a child tired like this? Of course, it is the oppression of his parents, if the boy in front of him who looks very similar to Bruce Wayne is really related to him and comes from an extremely wealthy family, then his parents are likely to make him like this at an age when he should not be under such pressure because of his heir status.

This speculation is quite normal and reasonable, Spider-Man thinks that if his original family is like hell for him, then he can't just send people back so irresponsibly, this child's parents have gone far beyond the scope of education, and involve abuse, so no matter what his relationship with Bruce Wayne is, Spider-Man thinks that the two of them can't see each other for the time being.

So, he sighed and said, "You should know how bad your condition is, the owner of this base will not come back in a short time, you can rest assured that you can live here until you recover your health." ”

"I'll take the time to talk to Bruce Wayne, and while I don't know if it's going to work, I think he deserves to be condemned for the wrong way he was educated, so you can rest first."

With that, Spider-Man left the room, leaving Bruce, who was alone on the bench with a terrifying whisper, knowing how deviant the things he had done before were enough to be burned at the stake ten times in other religions.

But he still wouldn't give up his glimpse of the forbidden knowledge in the outer hallucinations, which contained so much he wanted to know, life, death, where people came from and where they went......

Bruce Jr. is relatively young, so some aspects of his personality have not fermented into more paranoid things because of years of loneliness, but Bruce Wayne in every universe is actually the same, they all have the seeds of paranoia in their hearts, and they will never give up easily after deciding on something, and the more difficult it is, the more ruthless they are.

Batman in the multiverse is almost never religious, even when he was a child, and now Bruce looks like he is bewitched by the gods, but in fact he is walking on a very different path from the believers.

He wasn't trying to sacrifice for knowledge or complete a mission for answers, he was trying to make sense of the forbidden knowledge he saw on his own, trying to force it with human intelligence, and he didn't want to pay any price, or rather, he was plundering the gods.

What I see is mine, and what I can understand will be used by me, which is arrogant and almost crazy, but what universe's Batman is not crazy? It's just that the direction of madness is different.

Little Bruce slept in a daze, but what was in the dream was even more terrifying, the kind of whispering that only kept him awake from concentrating, but in the dream it became real weird and terrifying.

Suddenly, little Bruce was awakened, and before the dizziness of falling from the huge black hole completely dissipated, he saw a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at him in a daze.

When Bruce's eyes were focused, he realized that the man who was almost lying on the bench had unkempt green hair, a narrow, slender pale face, a bloody mouth covered with exaggerated red lipstick, and a pair of bloodshot eyes that looked like they hadn't slept in a year.

The uninvited guest who suddenly appeared looked even more dazed than Bruce, and after staring at Bruce for a while, he suddenly let out a series of high-pitched laughs.

It was too harsh for Bruce to think in his chaotic thoughts, but then the terrifying whisper gradually faded, and for a moment, Bruce felt that his brain was back to normal operation.

So, he tried to lift his upper body, stared at the strange man closely, and said as if he had commanded: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" ”

"You're not him...... You're not Batman. The strange man's face suddenly changed, the smile on his face retracted, and his expression became mysterious and strange, obviously thinking.

He stared at Bruce Jr. for a while, then said, "No, you're him, you're Bruce Wayne, you're Batman too, but you're not either, you're going off the rails, what changed you?" ”

Suddenly, in Bruce's field of vision, the green-haired stranger showed a hideous expression, and his hands pinched Bruce's neck like ghostly claws, and then began to push harder and harder.

"Let me see what changes you!"

Angry roars echoed in Bruce's ears, but the suffocating dizziness made him completely powerless to resist, and as his consciousness became weaker and weaker, the whispers gradually became stronger, and Bruce hallucinated that countless doors were opening to him, and his soul was about to enter them.

He deserves to go into it, and if that's where a man is going to go after he dies, then his parents must be waiting for him behind the door, and that's the end he deserves.

But suddenly, he felt the coolness of sweat, and when he woke up again, he found himself being held on his shoulder, and in a trance, a strand of green hair floated in front of his eyes.

The strange man who held him was not strong, but he seemed to have the strength of a thousand powers, and he was walking down the stairs step by step, towards the darker underground, humming an unfamiliar song in his mouth.

He noticed that little Bruce had woken up, and he said in a very different tone from the previous madness, like a philosopher.

"I never thought that a bat would be able to create a cocoon for itself, you are completing your metamorphosis, and I will be honored to witness it."

"If you live to grow wings, I'll see the disqualified monster I've always dreamed of, and if you die in a cocoon, I'll nail you to Batman's door and let him join me in viewing this delicate specimen."

"I won't...... Turn into a monster ......"

"Then let me see how deep your morality really is...... At least I'm glad that some poor creature of the universe will never have a chance to change you with madness anymore, because you are chasing madness and are letting it change you. ”

The bump stopped, and Bruce found himself thrown on the ground, and a figure turned and walked out of the railing, and the green-haired weirdo grabbed the railing with both hands, stared at Bruce with an eager gaze and said, "You just stay here, complete your transformation safely, I will feed you with rich sacrifices and nourishment, no matter what, you will be a wonderful reunion gift for Batman." ”

After saying that, he wanted to turn away, but suddenly heard a faint call behind him, and when he turned his head again, little Bruce's blue eyes stared at him intently, and said.

"No sacrifices or nourishment...... Give me more, more ...... Knowledge ......"

(End of chapter)