Poison Ivy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. A vine suddenly shot out from the bookshelf. Poison Ivy suddenly turned around. When she saw the figure standing in the darkness, she was in a daze.
"Batman? I should be happy to say that you are not dead yet?"
"You know I won't die that easily." Batman walked out of the shadows for the first time, but still wrapped his cape tightly, looking like an elegant beast standing on the eaves of a church.
"But unfortunately, I'm not the Batman you know." Batman gently shook his head and said, "I think you have something to tell me about the portal underground."
Poison Ivy's expression was slightly frozen. She opened her mouth slightly, then pursed her crimson lips and said, "So is that a portal?"
"When did you discover it?"
"A long time ago." Poison Ivy sighed softly, but still told Batman, "The Joker was still alive at that time, I mean he was not dead at that time. If someone wanted to trouble me, I would fight them off with vines.
When I was there, I accidentally discovered that there is a mysterious basement just below Wayne Tower, and the portal you mentioned is in there."
"But believe it or not, I didn't take a closer look and I didn't tell anyone about it."
"Why?"
"Obviously, that's more likely to be Batman's masterpiece, isn't it?" Poison Ivy said: "He suddenly wanted to expand a basement to his base and put a strange device in it.
What is the need to investigate?"
Batman understood, and he said, "So have you seen it activated?"
"I don't know if that can be called activation, but just a few days ago, there began to emit strange radiation, a strange dark force, which seriously affected the roots of nearby plants and groundwater."
"I thought it was a radiation leak caused by Batman's experimental accident, so I approached him and hoped that he would deal with it quickly, otherwise it would definitely cause large-scale environmental pollution."
"You mean he already knew it was a portal before the incident?" Batman narrowed his eyes.
Poison Ivy shook her head and said, "I didn't think it was a portal at the time, and I don't know if he knew it was a portal."
Batman knows his other self very well, because if someone puts a weird thing in his territory and continues to release radiation, he will definitely find a way to find out what it is.
Now that he has been prepared, Arkham Batman will not be killed so easily. He is more likely to be trapped now.
"The portal will still open." Batman assured Poison Ivy: "There will be a lot of evil things coming out of there."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Some blocking measures." Batman said: "If a large number of monsters appear, then try to eliminate their vitality as much as possible. If it is a monster, then delay its time to go to the ground."
"Then you will have a way to destroy them?"
"There will be a way in Wayne Tower." Batman said: "If the other Batman realizes that this is a portal, then he must have arranged some security measures."
"But it didn't work at all." Poison Ivy questioned; "Otherwise, how could that guy run to the Capitol?"
Batman knew that Poison Ivy was referring to Robin King, but he still insisted on his point of view and said: "That is their leader, so there is something special about it. I am more inclined to think that he used some means to hide himself.
As for the security alarm not being triggered at all."
"It seems that you are going to adjust the defense device." Poison Ivy guessed his next move and said: "I can help you, and I can even call more people for you, but you just need to promise me that you will not
It's going to be a disaster if that fucking big-headed little bastard actually takes over Gotham."
Batman's eyes fell on the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window. It was dusk again, but Gotham in this city was particularly gloomy. Compared with his hometown, the buildings and streets were less historical and richer.
Many technologies and machines are cold.
Robin King must have been eager to complete his coronation in the ruins of Gotham, and the preparations and arrangements made by Arkham Batman before this prevented him from being easily killed, which delayed him.
Robin King.
What Batman and all the reinforcements have to do is prepare a feast for King Robin before he comes, warmly welcome his arrival, and present wonderful fireworks for his coronation ceremony.
After Batman left, Poison Ivy still stood quietly in front of the window, listening to the names of superheroes who died one after another on the news, acting indifferent.
She just looked at the few greenery in Gotham City with a little worry. Those flowers that tried their best to grow vigorously in such a harsh environment must not lose the sunlight they finally won because of the sinister intentions of humans.
She will do everything in her power to prevent this from happening.
Poison Ivy suddenly saw that the originally clear bottom of the glass began to become blurry, and a faint mist climbed up the window lattice until it spread to the entire glass.
Poison Ivy frowned slightly. She subconsciously reached out to clean the glass, but found that fog appeared outside the window.
The next second, the fog suddenly hit her. Poison Ivy instinctively used her arms to block it, but found that the fog passed through her. She turned around and saw the thick fog forming a figure behind her.
Densely packed vines surged out from everywhere along the wall. Just when the tip of the nearest vine was about to pierce into the thick fog, the tip of the black umbrella was pointed directly at the center of Poison Ivy's eyebrows.
The fog dissipated and Poison Ivy opened her eyes slightly. She saw a man with gray eyes who looked somewhat familiar. Poison Ivy remembered that she had seen him somewhere, but she probably had not really dealt with him, so
Not very impressed.
"Who are you?"
Schiller put away his umbrella without looking at the vines above his head. He put the umbrella upright in front of him, put his hands on the umbrella handle, looked directly at Poison Ivy and said: "My name is Schiller, where is Batman?"
"
"He just left." Poison Ivy showed an expression that I knew would be like this. She shook her head and said, "You don't look like his enemy, so I can tell you that if nothing unexpected happens,
He should have gone to Wayne Tower."
Schiller was not in a hurry to leave. He said: "I need some of your neurotoxins. The higher the concentration, the better."
"What do you want to do?" Poison Ivy frowned and said, "You don't want to use this to bring down Batman, do you?"
"Of course not. You know this is impossible. I will spread the neurotoxin throughout Gotham through thick fog, anesthetize the citizens first, and then transport them out."
Poison Ivy slowly opened her mouth. She looked Schiller up and down, looked to the side, then back again, shook her head slightly and said, "Do you have a student named Peter Parker? He just came out some time ago.
Came here and had a crazy night.”
Schiller nodded slightly and said: "I'm very proud of him."
"You're so proud!" Poison Ivy shouted, raising her voice: "You taught him to destroy Gotham before the criminals destroyed Gotham, so the criminals couldn't succeed, right?! He almost destroyed it overnight
Gotham! Twice!”
"So I said I'm very proud of him."
Poison Ivy covered her eyes, let out a long sigh, and her shoulders slumped. She put one hand on her waist and waved the other hand vigorously and said: "Go away! I don't have what you want, don't do it."
Come and bother me!”
"That's it." Schiller didn't show any surprise, he said: "It seems that what Peter did left a big psychological shadow on you, but I still insist that this is a special method in a special period, and in my
It seems that this is far from being a drastic measure."
"This can't be called a drastic measure?! Do you know what he did that night?!!"
"Of course, I watched the whole process." Schiller remained calm and said in a calm tone: "Objectively speaking, his plan was quite good, but the execution was a bit impatient. But considering the pressure he faced, this kind of
The performance has been quite good.”
"What is this?" Poison Ivy spread her hands and asked; "An entry test for a sociopath? Don't tell me you still have a club."
Schiller remained silent.
Poison Ivy narrowed her eyes.
After a while, she could only sigh again, turned around, walked back to the sofa, sat down and said, "If you want to anesthetize the whole city like Peter and then send them out of the city to ensure their safety, then I think you don't need to do this.
"
"After the citizens were sent out, most of the timid citizens ran away with their families. After all, Gotham has the Wayne Group, the economy is not bad, it is a big city, and housing prices are high. They want to sell their houses and change to other places.
It’s not difficult to live in the local area, even the poorest people in the slums can live in the small villages around Blüdhaven.”
"Gotham doesn't have a city wall, nor is it a vortex that must draw people into it. Those who will come back after experiencing these things are either madmen, or they are no longer afraid of death for their industry. You have no obligation.
Keep them safe, even if you send them out, they will still come back later."
"I'm not trying to ensure their safety." Schiller said, stroking the umbrella body gently: "Chasing prey, listening to the screams, appreciating bloodshed and death, feeling the fear of the same kind is slaughter, from the muddy ground, next to the trash can,
Picking up a piece of meat weighing more than 100 pounds in a narrow house and cutting it with a knife is called butchering."
"King Robin wanted to come to Gotham to cause a massacre, but he found that the living people who would have run away, screamed, and bled had turned into motionless dead flesh. Do you think he would be disappointed?"
"Are you just trying to make him unhappy?"
"if not?"
Poison Ivy looked at Schiller speechlessly, and Schiller added as if reluctantly, "As long as he is disgusted, he will definitely find out who ruined his fun."
"You want him to come to you?"
"This is what I'm most worried about right now." Schiller sighed and said: "I don't know why, they are more interested in Batman, but I think he can be of greater help to the world when I am here."
"You sound like one of those psychopaths... don't you?"
Schiller remained silent.
"No, I won't give it to you." Poison Ivy shook her head and said, "Don't look at me like that. Even if you knock me out now or even cut me open, you still won't get what you want, because
I don't have any at all."
Poison Ivy looked at Schiller's expression and said speechlessly: "What do you think neurotoxins are, my hair? Will it grow every few days?"
"I provided the neurotoxin used to anesthetize the entire city, and I also provided the serum used to remove the remaining poison. Where did I get so many toxins?"
