I think many people have not forgotten that in the last battle with the Laughing Devil in the dream, Schiller used the properties of the light ring to amplify certain aspects of the emotions in the hearts of Victor, Gordon and others.
, which in turn attracted many colored light rings.
As mentioned before, since this battle took place in a dream, those lamp rings that were summoned found that the host they wanted to contract with was unconscious, and during the contract process, if the lamp ring did not get this
People will not leave directly if they respond positively.
Therefore, the lamp ring abandoned its material body and allowed energy to enter the host's body, hoping to awaken the consciousness of these hosts. Then, it came to the dream space where it was fighting the fearful laughing devil, and provided energy for several people.
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However, the physical light rings are still waiting outside. Due to the loss of energy, these light rings have become ordinary metal rings, and there is no way to transport them back to the light group.
After the battle, several people who woke up found a brightly colored metal ring next to them. Schiller had greeted them in advance, so they collected the ring and finally handed it over to
Schiller.
Schiller had no interest in lamp rings. In his opinion, the so-called "emotional spectrum" was similar to using naive materialism to explain the truth of the world, so he put these rings in a box and threw them all to Batman.
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It is also well known that as long as anything goes into the Batcave as a collectible, it means that the king of heaven is here, and there is no chance of taking it back.
As Batman dumped the box of rings on the table, Hal's eyes almost popped out of his head. After wearing the Green Lantern ring for so long, he could certainly tell that these were not forged souvenirs, but
Genuine light ring.
"Where did you get so many? You..." Hal was speechless for a moment, looking at Batman as if he were looking at a perverted weirdo with a special collecting habit.
Looking at the light rings of different colors, he found that there was no green light ring among them, or in other words, with so many colored light rings, only the green light ring was missing. Suddenly, Hal seemed to have discovered some truth.
At first, when facing the battle against the Laughing Devil, Hal had doubts in his mind, because at the beginning, the monster's head looked somewhat similar to Batman, but the battle was too fierce at that time and he did not have enough strength.
Time to think about this issue, but now it seems that all of this is Batman's conspiracy?
Deliberately create a monster, attract the yellow lights to come, summon various light rings, use their energy for your own use, and then leave the rings, deliberately transform the yellow light parallax monster into a human, and then seduce yourself,
And then let yourself fall into the trap...
Hal tightened his windbreaker jacket with his hands. Although the coat was as thick and warm as usual, and the fireplace in the lobby of Wayne Manor was burning brightly, and the firewood was crackling, there was nothing he could do.
Make him feel a little warm.
Batman fiddled with the light rings and asked Hal for information about the principles of the light rings and the history of the light group. But unfortunately, Hal didn't know much about this. From the current point of view, Hal was just an unintentional person.
The lucky person who received the energy of the Green Lantern didn't have much interaction with the Lantern Corps, and he didn't know any important information...
"I'm going to do a composition analysis on these rings." Batman turned to look at Hal expressionlessly, and Hal immediately said: "I will stay here, my ring is still in that kid's hand.
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"Besides, I don't want anything to happen to him, so I will watch him here until he returns to normal."
Batman doesn't care about Hal's guarantee, he just needs an attitude. Without the lamp ring, Hal is just an ordinary person. If Batman doesn't allow it, he will never leave Wayne Manor.
Judging from Hal's attitude, he is considered a mature and wise man, which means that he is still useful to Batman.
A few minutes later, in the underground laboratory of Wayne Manor, Bruce, who had changed out of his bat suit, was fiddling with an instrument. He was trying to use scientific methods to analyze the metal structure of the light ring.
The laboratory located underground in Wayne Manor is not as large as the newly built Batcave, but it is equally equipped with all the equipment, and Batman himself doesn’t know why he stayed here when faced with those complicated experimental data.
, making it easier for him to calm down.
Although it is not far from Wayne Manor on the ground, and you can still hear some noises coming from the ground, it is far less remote and quiet than the Batcave in the suburbs, but whenever Bruce wants to calm down and think about something,
When faced with problems, he still prefers to choose here.
In the dimly lit laboratory, Bruce's fingers were placed on the operation panel. The cold light cast by the screen was like circles of water ripples. The sudden cold feeling when the skin touches the buttons can make people's minds clearer.
"Da, da, da." The soft sound of leather shoes hitting the metal stairs came from behind Bruce. He did not look back. A familiar voice rang in his ears: "Master, it's dawn, go back and rest for a while."
Bruce's fingers that were about to press the next button paused slightly, while the data on the screen continued to change.
Underground, the flow of time seems to slow down. For Batman, when there are no windows to distinguish the changes in light, day and night are not so important.
But Alfred obviously didn't think so. He walked behind Bruce, handed him a glass of water, and then said: "Master Dick is a little tired. That strange energy seems to weaken when he is low in energy."
, so he also went upstairs to sleep."
"I arranged a well-equipped and thoughtful guest room for Mr. Hal. I think he should have fallen asleep by now."
"Miss Aisha has been sleeping for a few hours. She may wake up soon. I have called and invited Miss Selina to come over. If you go up in half an hour, you should have time to have breakfast with them."
Bruce stood there, still looking silent and lonely. His thoughts suddenly returned to the dark cathedral, and he recalled the unexpected photo in the dilapidated living room.
He turned around and saw Alfred's old face with crisscrossed grooves. In his field of vision, time quickly flowed back. Alfred's face became younger and his face shrank in his field of vision. There was a man wearing a windbreaker and a beanie.
Thunder Hat, a young man holding a shotgun, was standing next to a pile of straw in front of a wheat field, taking a photo with two other young friends...
When they saw this photo, the Bruces had some doubts, because the three people in the photo all looked a little too young. At this age, they should not have met together.
Bruce remembered that when he was very young, he heard his father once say that the Pennyworth family was the hereditary butler family of the Wayne family, and the eldest son of the Pennyworth family would become the steward of the heir to the Wayne family.
He once heard his grandfather complain that this Pennyworth child was a bit out of line and did not want to inherit the butler's career. At that time, Bruce did not know who he was referring to. It was not until he grew up that he understood.
In fact, that refers to Alfred Pennyworth.
When he met Alfred for the first time, Bruce felt a unique temperament from him. He didn't know whether it was an alarm from his always accurate intuition or just a fleeting illusion, but
He was sure that when he first met Alfred, his first emotion was not shyness, but fear.
Bruce stood by the experimental table, quietly recalling those years that he didn't want to recall, but he found many clues from these memories, indicating that this old butler he was very familiar with still had many other things.
The unknown secret.
Bruce knew what kind of person he was. Faced with all secrets, he wanted an answer. This paranoia had almost become a part of his life, except for Alfred.
Despite this, he was still curious about the photo and Alfred's life before coming to Wayne Manor.
He opened his mouth, as if he didn't know how to ask the question. The old housekeeper stood quietly behind him. His eyes did not stay on the screen with constantly flowing data, but looked forward, staring at the open space of the underground experimental base.
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Alfred always seems to be like this, Bruce thought. Ever since he learned to do experiments, whenever he entered the laboratory, the old housekeeper was used to staring at the blank wall or open space, never taking a look at the sophisticated instruments.
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But Bruce remembered that he once saw Alfred's expression when he glanced at some data, and he was very sure that Alfred should understand it.
So, he planned to start from this angle. He turned slightly and asked: "Alfred, are you from London?"
"Yes, sir, the Pennyworth family has been living in London for generations."
"You..." Bruce wanted to ask Alfred if he went to school like normal people, but he felt that this question was not smart enough, so he asked: "Which university did you go to? What major?"
"Sir, I graduated from King's College, Cambridge University, and studied in the Mathematics Department of Cambridge University, majoring in pure mathematics and mathematical statistics."
Bruce's hand on the button froze. For some reason, he instinctively looked at the string of data on the screen. He glanced at it from top to bottom, and after confirming that there were no errors, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he was stunned by his own action.
He took his hand away from the operation panel, rubbed his eyebrows, and then asked: "This major... I mean..."...
"No, it's not as complicated as you think, sir. I have no additional interest in mathematics." Alfred smiled, and his voice made Bruce relax a lot. Alfred explained:
"Everyone in the Pennyworth family has a fixed path to education. They study at Yinton College, and then go to Oxford University. They can choose literature or philosophy, and at most they can only study art or drama. Everyone is related to science.
No chance."
"Because whether it is mathematics, chemistry or physics, etc., it is not very helpful for becoming a housekeeper. On the contrary, a housekeeper needs to have sufficient literary and artistic accomplishments to chat with employers."
"So, why did you..."
"At that time, my relationship with my family was not good. I refused to study at Yinton College, and I did not want to go to Oxford at all. At that time, I loved stage plays and dramas the most, and wanted to be an actor, but my family rejected me.
Strongly opposed."
"So, I thought, I would make an amazing move and surprise everyone. I transferred to a grammar school. After studying there for a year and a half, I entered Cambridge with a full scholarship.
University Mathematics Department.”
"My family was indeed shocked by this, but it was not because of my rebellious behavior, but because of my learning talent."
"After entering college, my relationship with my family became more harmonious. Although they still did not accept my dream of becoming an actor, they also recognized my idea of not inheriting the hereditary butler career."
"Then why did you..."
Alfred lowered his head and smiled and said: "The process is a bit complicated, but it is actually very simple..."
Bruce heard Alfred say something that surprised him in a very nostalgic tone:
"Because of my excellent grades, in the fall of my sophomore year at university, I was specially recruited by the British Army Intelligence Bureau 6 and became an agent of the D Branch of MI6..."
