"Trade? I'm not in the habit of trading with strangers." Bruce said with a chuckle.

"Haha, do you refuse? Don't you even want to know the contents of the transaction?" George said with an indifferent expression.

"At least let me know where you're from," Bruce said.

"Well, it's not impossible, it's just that you don't know it, so it doesn't make any sense." George said, "The magical world is where I come from. It is a small pocket space that depends on the latitude of the earth.

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"Then why did you find me?" Bruce then asked.

"Deal, I said it at the beginning. In fact, the war that happened on the earth some time ago shocked the magic world. After coming out, I found that the earth was developing too fast. After investigation, I chose you.

As a trading partner. After all, I think you may need what I have in my hand the most."

"Nice story, sir."

"Don't you believe in the existence of magic? That's understandable." George finally knew how serious it was to meet a patient with terminal hypochondriasis.

After speaking, George said directly: "Transfiguration", and a green light shot from George's hand to a pen on the desk.

Bruce was also startled by the sudden green light. Just as he was about to take action, he realized that the target of the green light was not him, and then stopped. Looking at the pen that was hit by the green light, Bruce's serious change

It became a Batman model about ten centimeters tall.

Bruce reached out and picked up the model and found that it was made of metal and very vivid.

"Wonder Woman and Miss Diana already exist, so magic shouldn't be an unacceptable existence." George shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Okay, now can you tell me what kind of deal you want to make with me?" Bruce said.

"An artificial intelligence that belongs to me, and then some high-tech materials. I don't need those black technologies of yours." George said.

"Oh, are magicians also starting to be interested in technology?" Bruce said.

"Magic and technology are just different ways of studying laws. There is an old saying that a stone from another mountain can be used to attack jade. We study magic but we will not underestimate the power of technology."

"Then what do you give in exchange?"

After Bruce asked this question, George began to believe that Bruce had plans to trade.

"Let you become younger and let your body surpass the peak of the human body. I think this is what you need most." George said seriously.

In the DC world, Batman is also a human being who is as good as a god. He is a superhero without superpowers. With his extraordinary talents, he has spent decades traveling around the world and visiting top leaders in the East and the West.

Or a legendary fighting master, learn fighting techniques from various schools, and use their strong financial resources to manufacture various high-tech equipment.

After rigorous physical training, a customized diet and biofeedback training, Bruce represents the highest level of normal human physical fitness. His physiological level of strength, speed, endurance, reaction speed, and flexibility all surpass that of the Olympic champions of the same period.

In order to keep his body in the best condition, he never drinks alcohol (he secretly uses ginger juice instead of champagne in social situations).

But even if he has this, it is just a mortal body. Batman ultimately relies on tactics and black technology equipment. And as he grows older, he gradually becomes unable to do what he wants, and his armor begins to be dominated by powered exoskeleton armor.
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"I can let you have this power first and then exchange it with me. So, Bruce, how about a deal?" George looked directly at Bruce and said.

"Honestly, I can't believe you."

"But I don't mean any harm, right?" George said this while standing behind Bruce and putting his hands on Bruce's shoulders.

The moment George put his hands on Bruce, Bruce had already reacted. Bruce, who has learned various fighting techniques around the world, is also one of the world's top fighting masters.

But no matter how hard Bruce tried, he was suppressed by those hands and couldn't move. Bruce understood that this was showing the opponent's strength, and the opponent really didn't mean to kill him, otherwise the knife that appeared on his neck just now was

If so, I wouldn’t be able to react.

After George saw that Bruce was no longer resisting, he appeared on the sofa again.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it?" George asked.

"Okay, come with me." After saying that, Bruce stood up and walked outside.

The two came out of Bruce's office. The secretary outside the door quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Bruce."

"Well, I'll go out for a while." Bruce nodded and said.

Then the secretary looked at George walking behind and was stunned. When did this person go in?

George also smiled at the beautiful secretary as a greeting.

Bruce knows how to be a boss. Although he knows that Bruce's playboy image is all disguise, it does not prevent George from teasing Bruce about this matter.

The two got into Bruce's supercar, and then the car drove out of Wayne Tower.

"This car is good, buy me one later," George said, looking at the supercar.

"No problem, I have another one in the garage. You can just turn around and drive away. But can magicians also drive?" Bruce said.

"I've been out for many days, and I decided that driving is still fun, isn't it?"

"As long as you like it, do you need me to arrange a place for you?"

"No need, I have other things to do. A few days ago I felt dark magic erupting in Midway City. I need to investigate."

"Dark magic, what is that?"

"Magic power is neither good nor bad. It depends on the person who uses it. But compared with ordinary magic power, long-term exposure to dark magic power can easily make people crazy. Therefore, you need to take a look at the source of that dark magic power." George didn't mind.

Establish more characters for yourself. There is no harm in leading Batman down the wrong path.

George knew that Bruce only believed in him temporarily. Looking back, he would definitely formulate a strategy for himself, and maybe develop an anti-mage armor.

The two of them soon arrived at Wayne Manor, and entered an elevator from the side door of the garage. The two of them went directly to a large underground space. This should be the new Batcave.

Coming to an experimental bench, Bruce said: "What do I need to do next?"

"To be honest, I thought that after I entered here, you would launch some mechanisms to try to subdue me." George said with a smile.

"Is it useful?"

"You can try."

"Okay, what do you need me to do?" In fact, after entering here, Bruce also had this idea, but considering the sincerity and strength that George had always shown, Bruce gave up the idea.

"Just remember to inform your butler to prepare more things." After George said that, he took out a square box from the bag he carried with him, and a heart-shaped grass was stored in the box.

This heart-shaped grass is one that George brought out from Wakanda many years ago. The other two were used by George and Ryan respectively.

"Is it okay to just eat it?" Bruce asked.

"It's best to squeeze it into juice!" George returned.

After seeing that George didn't seem to be joking, Bruce took out a thicker test tube, crushed it into purple juice, laid it on the experimental table, and drank it in one gulp.

When George saw the unconscious Bruce, he knew that the heart-shaped grass had taken effect. He looked at the empty laboratory and did not move. Instead, he sat down cross-legged, with the light of magic flashing between his hands.

An hour later, Bruce sat up on the experimental table and breathed hard.

"What, did you see anyone?" George asked.

George knew that after using the Heart-shaped Grass, he would have some hallucinations. It should be said that he would see some people in the consciousness space. But George had the Chaos Bead in the consciousness space and did not experience this feeling. As for Ryan,

Well, I forgot to ask at the time.

"No," Bruce glanced at George and replied.

"Haha, as long as you're happy." I knew Bruce wouldn't tell me, he was just asking casually.

Feeling empty in his stomach, Bruce took out chocolate and other high-calorie foods from a nearby refrigerator, and prepared to eat.

"Isn't there a big dinner?" George asked at this time.

"Do you need it? I can have it delivered." Bruce thought George was hungry, so he said.

"Okay, let me treat you to a meal." After saying that, he took out a dozen Chinese delicacies from the bag. He handed Bruce a pair of chopsticks and said, "Try it, it's absolutely authentic."
Chapter completed!