Rokkaku's disbelieving voice came over, and then he said: "Aren't you humans very afraid of demons? Why are you so strange as a human?"
"Before, I put my tentacles into my neighbors' rooms, and they screamed in fear. As long as I casually said something like 'I'm going to swallow you' or 'I'm going to bite you,' they would
They will be so scared that they will kneel down and beg for mercy, asking the devil to forgive them..."
"Not only are you not afraid of me, you also injured my foot, and now you want to treat my injury. Are you crazy?!"
"I'm not crazy." Batman said very calmly: "Humans have a rule, which is to repay kindness with kindness and hatred with hatred. You told me a lot of information and also told me the escape route, so I am willing to repay
You, treat you..."
"No, you definitely want to lie to me." Liujiao resisted very much. He said, "You want to lie to me and let me put my foot over and burn it with fire..."
Batman heard some movement coming from the other side, and the demon seemed to be curled up in the corner.
But he was unmoved at all. He picked up the straw mat in his room and said, "If you don't stretch your feet over, I will light this straw mat and throw it in front of your cell door. That way, the flames will spread."
It will burn into the room. Believe me, it will be much more painful than the lava demon hitting your foot with a fireball..."
"You! You..." Liujia seemed to be unable to find an adjective to describe Batman. After being speechless for a long time, he only said one sentence: "You evil human being..."
After a while, a trembling black tentacle reached into Batman's cell. Batman grabbed his tentacle and took a look. He found that the surface of this black tentacle was covered with a shadow-like layer.
Mist, this layer of mist that Batman has never seen before and cannot handle, but the limbs under the mist are tangible, and there is a scar on it that looks like a burn.
It was somewhat similar to the burns Batman had seen. You could even see the burnt tissue under the black skin. He touched the edge of the wound with his hand, and Hexagon let out a violent scream.
Batman thought for a moment and then said: "The burn on the wound is not a big problem, but the thing that hit you destroyed the soft tissue and scratched the muscles. I need to debridement you first, and then I may need to perform some sutures...
…”
After saying that, he started to deal with it without hesitation. Of course, it was impossible to anesthetize under such conditions. From the beginning of the scream, Liu Jiao didn't even have the strength to scream. By the time he finished bandaging
After retracting his tentacles, he said in a trembling tone:
"Human beings are so terrible..."
After bandaging, Batman also felt a little tired. It was already late at night, so he hung the torch back on the wall, laid out the straw mat, leaned his back against the wall, and fell asleep slowly.
Early the next morning, he was awakened by the shouting of Rokkaku next door.
"Oh my god! It really doesn't hurt anymore! Why is this? Is this some kind of healing magic? Are you a magician among humans?"
The sleepy Batman rubbed his eyes to wake himself up, and then asked: "Do you know any magicians among humans?"
"I have seen it once." Liujiao said hesitantly: "Last time, someone came to inspect the mine. I saw a guy who I heard was a human magician, but I never saw him perform magic..."
"The overseer said that human magicians are very powerful. They can travel to hell and make deals with powerful demon lords. They know a lot of magic, some of which can be used for fighting, and some of which can be used for healing..."
Hexagon kept muttering in a low voice. Batman got up from the ground and went to the basin next to him to wash his face. After he finished washing, the supervisor opened the doors of their respective rooms, waved his hands and said to them: "Get up and do it."
Live! Stop dawdling! That’s right! I’m talking about you! Rokjia, come out quickly!”
Batman walked out of the door and saw the whole picture of his neighbor. Those black tentacles were not actually his feet, but his body. Hexagon was a group of black tentacles. He had more than six legs, I'm afraid.
There are more than sixty of them.
The tentacles took turns supporting him as he walked, which looked a bit funny. There was a black mist in the middle of the tentacles, and there was a scarlet eyeball in the mist. He blinked at Batman, as if to express his gratitude, and then left with the overseer.
.
He stood under the bat and shook his head. He never thought that one day, he would stand in hell and lament that the devils here were too innocent.
However, this is not unreasonable. According to the sociological knowledge Batman has learned, most of the bottom social beings who are in a closed environment, have not received systematic education, and have no time to think will be relatively simple. This kind of simplicity refers to
It is not kindness, but pure ignorance. Because of ignorance, it is simple.
Another overseer took Batman upstairs. Upstairs, Batman met Schiller, and the two followed the overseer to the mine.
During yesterday's visit, they only saw part of the mine environment, and the working location was deeper in the mine.
Taking a minecart to the mining site, the layers of log support structures appeared in front of Batman. The supervisor picked up his whip, waved it twice in the air, and then said: "Go over there! Get the tools and start mining.
!Don’t let me catch you guys being lazy!”
According to what the supervisor said, Batman went to the side and picked up a strange-shaped pickaxe, found a place with exposed ore, and started digging.
Schiller stood diagonally in front of him, also tapping the ore. Batman had never seen his professor do any physical work, and Batman found that judging from the way Schiller exerted force, he did
I haven't done any physical work.
When Batman rotates the pickaxe, he will lower his center of gravity and use the strength of his entire upper body to strike the ore fragments instead of waving his arms alone, because he knows that if he does, he will soon be unable to lift his arms, but Xi
Le is just the opposite.
At first, Batman Returns was worried that Schiller's wrong way of exerting force might make him exhausted quickly, but soon he discovered that he was overthinking it.
It is true that Schiller has never done any physical work, but his fishing skills are first-class. Every time the supervisor turns his attention, he raises his arms high, and after the supervisor turns around, he gently puts them down.
He was able to catch every supervisor's blind spot in his sight and avoid working. After an hour, the rock formation only suffered a few superficial injuries.
It didn't matter that Schiller didn't work. In order to prevent the supervisor from discovering that the output of minerals was insufficient, he took advantage of the devil next to him to pour the basket of ore he dug into his own basket.
, disguised as the fruits of one’s own labor.
Not only that, he also started to have a relationship with the devil next to him. I don’t know what kind of words he used. After a while, he started chatting with the old miner next to him.
By the time Batman dug up a basket of minerals, Schiller had already begun to disperse smoke directly at the miners.
Hell does not have the tobacco of the human world, but it does have something similar, which is snuff in a small bottle that looks like sulfur powder.
Just blow in gently with your nose, raise the powder, and inhale it into your nose. The demons will show a soothing expression and seem to feel very relaxed. Schiller didn't know where he got a bottle of this stuff.
At that time, they were offering cigarettes one by one.
Batman put the minerals he dug up on the mine cart and found that Schiller was already chatting with the supervisor next to him. The two of them each held a snuff bottle and smoked while chatting.
Batman was curious about the content of their chat, so he took advantage of the gap in transporting minerals to get closer, and then he heard Schiller say:
"If you ask me, the things on the border are nothing at all. He, Archduke Astro, is very strong, but Beelzebub is weak? Not to mention, Beelzebub is also one of the Satans, even if he is always said to be
It is the weakest Satan, but it is much stronger than Astro, which has only emerged in recent years..."
"I think so too." The red-skinned supervisor took a puff of snuff, and then said: "Ahem, the situation on the southbound border is not good. How dare he take action on the eastbound border? If he really dares to fight over here
, we have to face the double attack from Beelzebub and Belial..."
"Those people are unfounded. Astro has always boasted that his flying spike army is very strong, but you can't tell it by bragging. Does he dare to compare it with His Majesty Belial's troll spike army? I'm afraid not.
He will be beaten and run away..."
The overseer laughed twice and said: "Flying Thorn Army? We all call it the Flying Fish Army! That idiot Astro caught two fish somewhere and treated them as treasures. What else did he say about Belial the Great?"
The ground troops are two hundred years behind him. When I heard the news, I almost died laughing!"
Schiller took out another pile of powder from his suit pocket, handed it to the supervisor and said: "Here is another pack. I will go to work after finishing it."
The monitor coughed hard twice, sneezed, and then said: "You are worthy of running out of the staff office. You have some knowledge. How about this? You go to the mine car next to it and watch them transport goods. This job
You can’t do it if you don’t have any eyesight..."
Schiller waved to him, then walked to the mine cart, moved a stone and sat down next to it. While smoking, he started chatting with the miners next to him.
With a "bang" sound, a piece of mineral was put down, and Schiller said without raising his head: "This car is full, let's get the next car."
Schiller looked up and realized it was Batman. He took out a packet of powder and handed it to Batman and said, "You can try it. It's a special product from hell. It's quite strong."
Batman stared at Schiller without speaking. Schiller clapped his hands and stood up, and then said: "It seems that your plan is to leave here as soon as possible, right? Well, I don't object, you can leave first, but I
To stay..."
"I will take you with Alfred and Merkel. Hell is very dangerous. Alfred is already very old. If something happens, his soul may be severely damaged..."
Schiller smiled and shook his head and said: "It seems that you don't know your butler very well... Oh, by the way, it's time to eat. Come on, let's go up first."
Batman put down the ore and walked out with the miners. The supervisors were shouting at the back and using whips to drive the weak miners out of the mining tunnel.
After walking out of the mine, the light became a little brighter, but there was no sunny day in hell. The light came from the river of magma left in the air and the volcano that had been erupting not far away.
As soon as he walked out of the mine, Batman began to look left and right, trying to find his butler's figure among the crowd, but he didn't find Alfred. It wasn't until he walked to the place where he was eating that he spotted the familiar figure.
Alfred squatted on a rock next to the rice bucket, put the snuff under his nose, took a puff, and said to the overseer serving the rice next to him:
"With his little ability, Astro dares to provoke His Majesty Belial? The Troll Assassin Army has already been sent to the Eastern Front for training. When the battle lines are lined up, he will have to go home crying..."