In the office on the top floor of Wayne Tower, a golden lightning flashed across, and Barry's figure appeared behind Thomas. He let out a long breath, and then said:
"Are you really here? When you called me, your voice was hoarse. I thought you just woke up and went to Wayne Manor, but Alfred told me that you were at the company."
After saying that, Barry took two steps back, looked Thomas up and down and said, "How many days have you not slept? Why don't you sleep? Does the air in this universe contain caffeine? Then why am I still sleepy every day?"
Thomas waved his hand, then pressed his own mountain root with the other hand, and said, "I came to you for a business purpose. Didn't you say you wanted to find a way to leave this universe? Have you found it?"
"It's considered to be found." Barry said hesitantly: "I think Professor Schiller should have a solution, but he hasn't told me yet. Are you in a hurry to leave?"
"No, what I want to tell you is that if you find a way, go ahead by yourself. I will stay here for a while."
"Why?" Barry asked in surprise. He didn't think Thomas was greedy for the comfort of this world. Every Batman in this world has his own Gotham. No matter how bad their world is, they will not give up.
"I have to figure out some issues here, such as how Gotham's building renovation project is carried out, how those super criminals are dealt with, how do the dark clouds disperse? How does Gotham change for the better..."
Thomas took a deep breath, sat on the sofa, supported his knees with his hands and said, "Maybe you think Batman is an extremely arrogant person and can't listen to other people's opinions at all, but I just don't have time to listen to others.
An ethereal depiction.”
"Everyone else said that they have a way to make Gotham a better place. I don't believe it. If the method they said could really work, Gotham would have changed for the better a long time ago. But if one day Gotham really changes for the better.
, I must know the method, even if it cannot be copied directly, it must have reference value."
"Oh, I understand." Barry nodded and said, "Are you going to copy the answers? Or copy your own son's answers?"
"When will you understand that silence is golden?" Thomas turned his head to the side.
"Okay, if that's what you want to say, I understand. I will tell you before I leave. If you want to leave, just find a way to contact me. You can definitely think of a way, right?"
"It's not just that." Thomas turned to look at Barry who was standing by the window and said, "Bruce just called me and said that he has something to ask you. This is his address. You'd better go over and see him."
Barry took the note from Thomas, glanced at the address on it and said, "They're in Mexico? Well, it's not far. I'm leaving."
In an instant, golden lightning flashed away, and Bruce, who was working in the warehouse, raised his head and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Barry's eyes were even more surprised because he had never seen Batman like this before. Bruce in front of him was not wearing his black Batman suit, but was wearing overalls, holding a wrench in his sleeves and trouser legs.
There were oil spots all over it, like a truck driver.
"You were the one who brought Thomas to this universe?" Bruce asked.
"Yes, I'm the Flash from another universe, nice to meet you."
Barry stood there and nodded to Bruce, then he looked at the hand that Bruce slowly stretched out in shock.
Barry pointed at his hand with trembling fingertips, then at himself, and then at that hand again, as if he had suddenly become mute and could not say anything.
Bruce also looked down at his hands, paused, then took off the slightly dirty gloves with his other hand, and handed them forward again.
Barry still didn't react, and stayed there without making any move, but at this time, Clark rushed in angrily, looked at Barry and said: "Why are you so rude? When someone reaches out to you to shake your hand, how can you not?"
What’s the reaction?!”
Then Clark walked up to Bruce and said: "Don't worry, Bruce, this is not your problem. You are doing a good job. The first time you meet someone is to shake their hand."
"And you also learned that you have to take off your gloves when they are dirty before you can shake hands with others. That's great!"
Barry stared blankly at Clark, but he didn't expect that Diana also walked out from behind the tractor on the other side, stared at Barry with a bad look and said: "When you meet a new friend for the first time, you should shake hands, unless they are not friends.
But the enemy."
"No, wait a minute, Diana, don't take out the noose yet. I mean, well... you may not know Batman very well. I have experience. He actually..."
As a routine, Bruce paused with his hand in mid-air for a moment, then took it back without looking at Barry, and continued to work back.
Clark glanced at Bruce's actions, and the anger on his face could hardly be concealed.
"You broke his heart!" Clark said, raising his voice: "He is a mental patient, he will even shake hands with others! How can you treat him like this?! Don't you have any sympathy?! Indifference will make people change.
Become a devil!"
Barry's hands kept making gestures and his mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. He pointed at himself and then at Bruce, and the grievance on his face almost turned into tears.
"But, in other universes, Batman won't shake hands with people. When he stretches out his hand, it means he has an electric shock device on his hand. He wants to knock you down..."
"Stereotype!" Diana said in a more serious tone: "What I hate most are people like you who act based on stereotypes! Is he the Batman you know? Or do you have any evidence that he has something in his hands?"
Electric shock device?”
"Did you make something wrong?" Barry was so anxious that he almost jumped up: "You have always been on my side in the past! In other universes, you have also suffered greatly!"
Clark walked aside, picked up the ax and helped Bruce split the wood, and then said, "Then go back to where you came from. Your help is not needed here."
"But it was obviously him who asked me to come." Barry felt even more aggrieved.
"He thought you were reliable, so he wanted you to help, but he didn't expect that you are a person with a rigid mind and not a flexible mind at all. You can't even understand the current situation." Hal walked in from the door.
Oliver walked behind him.
"It's been so long, haven't you discovered that this universe is different from other universes?" Hal rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, Bruce, your genius plan will die before it even starts.
unreliable."
Barry was so angry that he immediately wanted to refute loudly, but at this time Oliver said: "Okay, stop arguing, what's the point of arguing about this?"
After speaking, he looked at Barry and said: "Since Bruce in this world is willing to shake hands with you, just shake his hand. What's so difficult about this?"
Then he looked at Bruce and said, "Since it's you who is asking for something from someone, then be considerate of the other person. It takes some time to do as the Romans do, doesn't it?"
Bruce glanced at Oliver, then stood up again and extended his hand again.
Barry had nothing to say now, so he had no choice but to step forward and extend his hand tremblingly. As soon as his fingertips touched Bruce's, he pulled it back as if he was electrocuted.
As a result, everyone immediately received disapproving looks.
Barry was about to cry, so he had no choice but to reach out his hand tremblingly and hold Bruce's hand firmly.
Clark snorted and said, "Thank you for this handshake. It didn't turn you into an indifferent devil."
Bruce looked into Barry's eyes and said, "I heard from Thomas that you have the ability to travel through the universe?"
Barry was distracted by the previous series of operations and felt very tired. He nodded instinctively and said, "But it wasn't me who brought Thomas here. It was Professor Zoom, but I do have this ability.
"
"Then can you take other people through the universe?"
"Okay, what do you want to do?"
After asking this question, Barry froze completely on the spot because he saw Bruce opposite him showing a smile.
Two days later, the first rain finally came in the Ameka River Basin. Rain in tropical climates is sticky and moist. The first rain was not heavy, but it rained all night.
In the early morning of the next day, when the sun had just risen from the horizon, two figures were walking on the field ridge against the light, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Oliver pointed to a large field next to the tributary of the Ameka River and said to Schiller beside him: "Look, it's over there. All the corn is planted on that side, and some wheat is planted on the other side..."
After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Schiller's side face and said: "The spring plowing has been completed, the seeds have germinated in good condition, and the weather this year is also very good, with good weather and good weather. There will definitely be a good harvest."
"Professor, I didn't want to contact you before because I was afraid you would get into trouble, but now, you have to come and see our results with your own eyes. Here is your share." Oliver said very sincerely.
"That's why I came." Schiller looked into the distance and said, "This is a historic moment. This ravaged land has finally planted new seeds, and everything will be fine."
Just as Schiller was looking intently at the scenery on the skyline, Oliver made a gesture with one hand behind his back, and several black figures quickly rushed past in the woods beside him.
"Professor, come with me here. We have a special experimental field there. You must go and see it..."
"Experimental field? Planting something?" Schiller felt a little curious. Oliver showed a smile, shook his head and said, "You will find out if you follow me."
Oliver led Schiller to the center of a field. Just when Schiller knelt down to check the germinated seeds in the ground, Oliver suddenly took two steps back, and a shadow fell on Schiller's head.
"The target is in place, let's take action!"
Schiller didn't react at first, because this was a very empty land with nothing, and there was no possibility of an ambush.
But when he looked up, he saw Clark and Diana flying above him.
The next second, Clark took Oliver away. Schiller turned his head and saw a long-haired figure standing on the field ridge not far from him, stretching out his hand to gently shake the field.
Countless buds sprouted out of the ground and grew into majestic plants one after another at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
In an instant, Schiller was overwhelmed by the broccoli that covered the sky.
"Well done, Pamela! The emergency restrictions are in effect! Bruce, where are you?"
Hearing the familiar name, Schiller instinctively looked up. Above the shadow of the huge broccoli, Bruce looked at him condescendingly.
But what is clearer than Bruce's figure is the huge broccoli one after another. Because they are huge, they are high-definition.
In an instant, the strong allergic reaction caused by broccoli made Schiller's eyes darken. He gritted his teeth and stared at Bruce and said, "Do you think this trick will work?!"
The next second, Schiller was stunned for a moment, but Bruce was not surprised by his behavior of switching personalities. He just whispered: "The second group is ready."
In the palace of thinking, the arrogant and panic-stricken person floats down, wanting to return to the palace of thinking and find other personalities to take over.
But as soon as he got off the first floor, he was stunned by the sight in front of him. A lush big tree grew in the center of the palace of thought. In other words, it was not a big tree, but a huge broccoli.
Arrogance was lying on the railing, staring at the huge crown of broccoli with wide eyes.
With a "pop" sound, the gardening ladder was set up on the railing of the corridor. Greedy, holding gardening shears in hand, showed a bright smile to Arrogance and said:
"Remember the last time you knocked down the tower in hell? This is my new stabilization measure, not bad, right?"
Arrogance rushed forward, grabbed Greedy off the gardening ladder, quickly climbed down the ladder, then staggered to the hole in the ground, and jumped down quickly.
For an instant, it was pitch black, and the sky was spinning. After opening his eyes again, Schiller found that he had arrived in a dream world, with a blue sky and white clouds above his head.
Except for the top of the head, it is all broccoli.
Constantine's shocked and surprised voice came from Schiller's head:
"Damn it, the emergency restrictions that Bruce mentioned are really like wrapping broccoli in a circle??"
"What on earth do you want to do??!!" Schiller shouted angrily, standing in the middle of a circle of broccoli.
Suddenly, he felt dizzy before his eyes, and all the scenery blurred into a golden light. Barry's voice came from Schiller's ear:
"Sorry, professor, they asked me to do this. The Speed Force may be a little bumpy as it travels through the universe, but it will be fine soon... Oh, we are here!"
"boom!"
"Well!"
When Schiller opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of pointed ears and two downward-turned corners of his mouth.
The picture gradually shrank and was reflected on the movie screen. At this time, the theater in the Hall of Thought was very busy.
Greedy raised a bucket of popcorn and shouted, "Who wants it?!"
"Give me one first!" Harley immediately raised her hands and shouted.
"I want it too!" Constantine also came over.
"Huh...scared me to death." Barry patted his chest, sat down next to Bruce's seat, and shouted:
"You don't know how scary the look he looked at me at the end was. You can't blame me for not shaking hands with you this time!"
Bruce glanced at Barry, then returned his gaze to the screen.
Looking at Batman in Schiller's first-person perspective, Bruce shook his head and whispered: