"You've seen this kind of blue ice crystals, too."

Bruce's voice was low, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Of course, in Smolville."

Rorschach had seen the ice crystals, and in that blue snowfall, the whole town seemed to stand still.

It was precisely because of the low temperature of this ice crystal that Nanau'e appeared in the river and gave Rorschach a great meal.

"These blue ice crystals are tiny, but they are at a temperature that is wonderful for living beings - although they can be frozen, their time seems to stand still, especially humans."

Bruce explained, and Rorschach took a closer look at the bed.

Countless ice crystals on it are constantly decomposing, and then new ice crystals are being created.

Unlike the heavy snow that briefly "mothballed" the town of Smolville, this kind of consumption of mothballing people for a long time has cost far more resources than the concept of "money".

Rorschach also somewhat understands why Amanda is sure that after she comes to Gotham, she will not pose a threat.

"How long?"

Without the other party to speak, Rorschach also knew that the other party had brought him here not to let him see how expensive the equipment was to maintain.

Rorschach claims to be an alien, and Bruce Wayne is neither the fool who asks "is it real?" nor an idiot who needs Rorschach to prove himself.

He fell in love with Rorschach's identity from outer space.

As for the interior of the earth......

Needless to explain, Rorschach also knows that Wayne Group must have been vigorously developing medical science and technology over the years.

Even the two-faced man's disfigured face was cured, but he could only use this device to keep Jason alive.

That means that the technology to treat Jason has not progressed for a long time, and it can even be said that there is no clue.

"Two years, plus four months and seventeen days."

Bruce's voice was hoarse, and there was almost infinite remorse in it.

"Well, I think there's some way to cure him."

Hearing this, Bruce suddenly looked up, his eyes staring at Rorschach.

In those eyes, Rorschach saw an emotion, one he hadn't seen since he met Bruce—hope.

"To be precise, there should be two approaches. You should be his legal guardian or something, right? ”

Rorschach raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms to look at Bruce in front of him.

"I can call the shots for this child, please say."

The truth of this "please" made Rorschach a little shocked, and he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Well, the first one, my cheap guy is also an alien, and he has a spaceship in the North Pole, and the keys and permissions are all with him."

Rorschach didn't bother to cover up anything on the matter.

That's Bruce Wayne!

"Some of the technology on his spaceship is still quite powerful, maybe he can cure this kid."

"But he was raised as a human since he was a child, and he will still be in love with a high school girl, so I'm afraid you'll have to keep this machine running for three or five years, until he's ready."

Bruce's brow furrowed, and he didn't say anything.

"This way is quite safe, my brother is a good person, and he will definitely help you."

Rorschach looked at the other party and didn't seem to be very satisfied, and added.

"What about the other one?"

Bruce asked, shaking his head slightly.

"Part of my body can go straight into it, fix the damage, and it will work better than the original."

Rorschach shrugged.

"At what cost?" When Bruce heard this, he didn't question why Rorschach hadn't said it sooner, nor did he have the slightest hint of joy in his eyes.

"It hurts to die, it's not an adjective, it's the kind that really exceeds the carrying capacity of the nerves, and really wants to use death to be free from this pain."

Rorschach shrugged.

The transmissibility of the black light virus has been completely suppressed by him in the past ten years.

Otherwise, you will be able to play "Zombie Siege" in the United States.

Correspondingly, Rorschach found more ways to use it.

First of all, Rorschach is the "bearer" of the black light virus, not the protagonist of the original generation, but the virus itself.

Black Light and Rorschach have influenced each other during this time.

This function of Rorschach was originally intended to be used when interrogating clues, and breaking people's femurs can certainly make them painful.

But the process of treatment will make it more painful for them, and it will be less difficult to pry out some information.

I didn't expect that it would also be useful in this scene.

"The second type."

Bruce looked up.

"Why? If you run this machine for a few more years, you're going to go bankrupt? ”

Rorschach was a little puzzled.

The first way he said was a bit of a joke, but it was practical and safe!

It was true that the spaceship belonged to Clark, but as long as he had been there, the call of the spaceship would have been a matter of Rorschach's mouth.

Not to mention going to the North Pole, how about letting Clark drive over Gotham?

"Jason can't wait." Bruce's hands clenched, and his muscles flare.

"While it is true that it is the most suitable temperature for humans, the machine and the entire freezing process cannot be perfectly maintained."

"In other words, every second now, he's slowly moving towards death, right?"

Rorschach pouted.

This is also a matter of course, otherwise why would Wayne Group study medicine?

Freeze directly into the new era, and for this kind of damage, one day it can be solved by technology.

"Although I've reminded you once, and I know that you can't get Alzheimer's disease at your age, I still have to ask, are you sure?"

Rorschach touched the back of his neck, always feeling sorry for Jason.

"Hmm."

There was only one simple, but firm syllable to answer Rorschach.

"Alright then, you turn off the machine and freeze him by the way."

Rorschach walked up to the bed as he spoke, like a chef about to handle frozen beef.

Bruce was silent, just twisting a button.

The machine, which was still continuing to refrigerate, stopped instantly, and turned to another machine.

Although it was only for a moment, Rorschach could see clearly, it seemed to be an electromagnetic wave.

Crash.

Some of the thick layers of blue ice shattered in an instant.

Not to mention Rorschach, even Bruce on the side could feel the breath of life in this body dying.

A tentacle quickly burrowed into Jason Todd's body, and Jason's entire body bounced up.

The facial features that had been somewhat stretched were distorted again, and screams continued to come out of the young man's mouth.

Bruce stepped forward almost the moment Jason was in the air and hugged Jason who had fallen.

Jason's body was still struggling - it was an instinctual reflex to escape! For the escape of pain!

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the tentacles emerged from Jason's skin again and returned to Rorschach's body.

"It's done."

Rorschach shrugged.

Bruce turned his head to look, and although Jason's expression was still painful, the sound of his breathing was still gradually longer and more powerful.