The sharp-eyed Tim immediately realized that this was not the blues they were familiar with, so he immediately pulled Dick next to him and told him not to come forward to join in the fun.
But Halle sighed disappointed, and she said, "The guest you are talking about is Batman?"
After seeing Batman's face clearly, everyone scattered, and the disappointment was beyond words.
Batman didn't feel embarrassed. He looked at Schiller, his expression probably summarized as "Who gave you the courage to bring so many teenagers together?"
Schiller ignored him, walked to the dining table next to him, put down the bag in his hand, and shouted to the living room, "Stop playing, come and have a meal!"
Then they rushed in like penguins. Schiller slapped Ted, who had come over to see what was in the bag, to the sink.
Just as they lined up to wash their hands, Schiller realized that there seemed to be few people in the queue. He poked his head out of the kitchen door and saw Jason lying on the sofa.
"Jason twisted his feet." Dick said as he took out soap from the cabinet above, "I applied the ice for a while, and it was not so swollen. Do you want to check it out?"
Schiller walked over and looked, gently moved Jason's ankle, and successfully received a series of screams. Batman also walked behind the sofa and looked at the familiar young man.
"Nothing big, no bones hurt," Schiller said. "You are also a little talented to be able to twist yourself like this."
Jason, who had not yet woken up, muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, put his arm on his eyes, and said vaguely: "I won't eat anymore, I'll sleep for a while..."
Schiller shook his head, but did not wake him up, but walked to the kitchen and said, "Leave him a soup and salad. Remember to heat up the meal before eating, I have to go back to New York."
Pamela said with a fork in her mouth and said, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"That's not. A student friend came over to play, but suddenly he took on an urgent project and entrusted him to me. I have to go and pick him up."
Before leaving, Schiller also reminded Batman: "I may not be able to come back tonight. If there is a hurricane landing in the evening, you must keep an eye on them and don't let them run out."
Batman nodded silently.
Schiller turned around three times when he left because he really doubted whether Batman could be optimistic about the child. The facts proved that he had a very reasonable doubt. Is Batman the one who could look at the child?
Not long after Schiller left, Jason woke up. Batman obviously paid a lot of attention to him and immediately looked at him.
"Ah, Bruce...when is it now? Where is Alfred?" He finished talking about these things as if he was talking in his sleep, and suddenly realized that he was not at Wayne Manor, so he sat up and said, "Oh my God,
Why are you here?"
Then he quickly realized that this was not the Bruce he knew, and immediately acted a little embarrassed. He said, "Sorry, I'm a little unwake up. Which universe are you Batman?"
Batman didn't know how to describe it, so he didn't say anything. Jason waited for three seconds without hearing the movement, so he reached out and said, "Okay, I understand, traditional Batman."
"Tim! Come and help me! I'm hungry!"
Tim walked over, stretched out his hand from behind the chair and pulled Jason's arm and pulled him up, and said, "Why do you seem to be heavy again? Pamela... Pamela!! Come and help me
, I can't pull him!"
Pamela threw down the gamepad and came over to support Jason with a vine and limped towards the kitchen. Tim followed behind him and said, "Jason in other universes is not as strong as you, can you reflect on yourself.
…”
"I'm so tall?" Jason said, shakingly sitting on the chair, "Why are there only salad and vegetable soup? Is there no meat? It's okay to have a spicy pizza."
"If you want your ankles to swollen into kettlebells, eat protein hard." Harley, who was cleaning up the kitchen waste, said, "There are two packs of hot sauce left there. If it really doesn't work, eat that."
Jason looked at his ankles and felt that it was more important to restore his walking ability, so he had to start shaking the salad silently.
Ted was pinching the blue beetle to check the ice cream machine, and after a while, he came to a conclusion: "This thing should go out of the pyramid and stay with the Pharaoh, the rust inside is almost heavier than the parts."
Jason sighed aside: "If I hadn't twisted my feet, I might have repaired it now."
He turned to look at Dick, who shrugged and said, "Don't look at me. You can't expect an art student to repair machines."
Then he looked at Tim again and said, "It's too hard to dismantle this thing...but I have an idea."
Several people gathered together in a "swoosh". Tim looked up and looked into the living room through the kitchen corridor. Batman sat there alone, looking more dilapidated than this old farm.
"He's that kind of traditional Batman," Halle said first, "and I think he's in a bad state. What do you think?"
"Is this still necessary? The doctor threw him here and must be treated. I think we can help him."
"Are you impatient to heal Batman?"
"But at least we can let him use his mechanical knowledge to help us fix the hand-cranked ice cream machine. Don't you want to eat ice cream?"
Tim turned around and glanced at the ice cream maker that was about to fall apart, and said, "Will this be a little difficult for him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? That's Batman!"
"I mean, is it a bit difficult to let him understand that humans like to eat ice cream? Even Bruce doesn't let us eat it!"
"It's because he's not Bruce that he doesn't care about our sweets. Hurry up, think of a solution, or what if he leaves later?"
"Why would you ask him directly?"
"Then he would never agree," said Halle. "He might suspect that it was a big bomb or something. Isn't Batman all like this?"
Tim seemed to suddenly remember something, and he looked at Halle and said, "He doesn't seem to be curious about you. Have he never met the clown girl in his world?"
"He is not very curious about all of us, which is not normal." Jason lowered his voice and said, "Batman should be very concerned about the situation of a strange universe, right? He will definitely find a way to get our words. But he sees
Not active at all when going up.”
"The doctor will bring him here because he is sick, and I feel he is depressed." Harley touched her chin and said, "I don't know if he is taking medicine."
"It's certainly not. It's not that everyone is Bruce." Dick said after thinking about it, "How should depression be cured? Make him happy?"
"I think we should find something for him," Pamela suddenly said, "This guy looks like he has suffered some mental trauma. If he kept sitting there and recalling, the disease wouldn't be cured."
"I guess the doctor thought so too, so he threw him to us. It's just that the farm needs manpower."
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Halle's eyes rolled, and she said, "I have an idea. We'll do this..."
The few people exchanged some whispers, then went to the room upstairs and explained to the people who were not present. After reaching an agreement, Batman's eyes were a little gloating.
The plan starts in the middle of the night.
The sea hurricane sweeping California landed in the early morning, with a huge momentum and unrivaled momentum. The Weather Bureau issued more than 30 warnings warning California residents to best hide in their basements to prevent people and houses from being blown away together.
The lead-gray dark clouds pressed down layer by layer. In the storm, more and more debris were rolled into the sky, causing the storm to gradually take a substantial shape. The roots of the trees clamped against the soil and the branches danced.
Get up and burst out with amazing vitality in despair.
Batman was woken up by the screams. Or he hadn't fallen asleep, and insomnia had troubled him for a long time. It was almost dawn, and he just glanced at him for a while.
"House! House!!" He heard someone shouting.
Batman's instinct made him wake up immediately. He pushed the door out and saw that the southeast corner of the house, which was on the other side of the kitchen, had been lifted up. Harley was blown to the ground by the strong wind that poured in, and inside the room
Everything is flying around.
Batman rushed down the stairs and looked out the window. The wind was so strong that the cabin seemed to have become the target of direct attack by the hurricane, and was almost uprooted.
"Don't move while lying!" Batman shouted. But Harley was as stupid as she struggled to get up, but she was blown down again. Seeing that her head was about to hit the edge of the dining table, Batman threw out the hook.
Suo wrapped around her waist and pulled her back.
The others seemed to have just heard the movement and rushed out of the building one after another, and were instantly stunned by the condition of the house.
"Quick! Go and get the board!"
"No. This wall has been separated from the foundation, so we have to pull it down first. Otherwise, the whole house will be blown away!"
Pamela waved her hand, and a thick vine broke out from the ground and rolled up the beams of the house from bottom to top. With a "bang", she pulled the house down.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But Pamela said again: "My magic is limited. Go find a nail and nail the house!"
A group of people searched for the house like headless flies. Batman couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice: "All back!"
"Dick, go find nails, Halle, go get the boards. Then find some rope and glue. I'll go to the backyard to get the toolbox..."
As Batman disappeared at the back door, Halle secretly gave the others a thumbs up.
It is very difficult for ordinary people to enter the backyard without any cover in the strong wind, but it is not difficult for Batman. It is just that when he comes back, all his clothes are wet.
Just as he sorted out the tools in the toolbox and picked out what might be useful, Dick came over and handed him a clean pajamas, and he said, "Jason's clothes, he is a little stronger than you, you should be able to
wear."
Batman just looked up and then lowered his head silently to continue his work.
Dick didn't say anything more, put down his clothes and left. But soon a new situation broke out. The storm almost blew the house up and pulled the water pipes under the kitchen. The rain and tap water flowed into the house from the gap.
inside.
"Oh my God, where did this water come from?!" Ted jumped on the ground. He said, "The water pipe leaks. Find a way to block it!"
He shouted the most, but he did nothing except a water tap dance on the spot. Dick said, "I have to find waterproof tape. I'm afraid I have to lift the floor there, I'll get it.
Shovel, you guys wait a moment..."
Soon Dick brought the tools, but after digging for a long time, he couldn't find a leak. Batman had to put down his work and began to check the direction of the kitchen hose.