What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 994 The Bat of Repressed Sexuality and Maniacal Laughter, constantly receiving infusions
The laughing bat was suppressing itself.

In the three seconds that Nightwing Dick Grayson had come to help him, his gaze had lingered on the other man's neck at least five or six times.

He still had a pair of scissors in his hand, but because he hesitated to use them, they were quickly discovered and taken away by the third Robin, Tim.

Tim Drake remained the most observant of the many bat offspring. The Laughing Bat suddenly realized something: in his previous dream, the entire bat family he had seen, while all wore expressions of concern for him, were generally rather dull and lifeless, like a group of puppets performing for him the things the bat family would do to him in his past memories.

But at that time, the Laughing Maniac was obsessed with killing, obsessed with the thrill of killing his bat family again. The immense pleasure of killing his former self again filled his mind, making him ignore the inadequacy of the bat family's reaction in front of him.

For example, even though he pulled out a kitchen knife and charged at his Bat-family members, Jason Todd didn't immediately draw his gun and shoot Batman. Such a rare and legitimate opportunity to shoot Batman, yet Jason didn't seize it immediately.

For example, when he used the power of Mandrakal to slaughter those bat families, none of the bat offspring he raised actually pulled out a backup plan to restrain him from his madness.

Oh, that's what he was worried about. He killed them beforehand to prevent these bat offspring who knew him best from becoming an obstacle.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to so easily lure his universe's big oaf, Clark Kent, into a trap, infect him with the Laughing Virus, and watch him kill his wife and children.

But things are different now. The maniac could clearly feel that the bat family in front of him looked much more vibrant and lively than before, as if his children had stepped out of his memory again after many years.

The night wind in Gotham was still cold and biting, but his heart remained warm.

The feeling was so strange, like a fentanyl addict whose brain had been burned out and whose body could no longer produce dopamine, yet could still experience a little bit of illusory satisfaction when recalling the good old days.

But his body has been permanently damaged by the drugs, and the beautiful memories of the past only make him feel a perverted destructive urge burning in his heart.

"Stop doing this, Bruce. Alfred and the doctor agreed that you need to be placed in a normal environment to suppress the extent of your Joker virus infection, which is why we left the scissors on your bedside table."

"Although we've done everything we can to prevent you from having another episode, sometimes you have to try to control yourself, Bruce. I was hoping you could control yourself and not pull out a knife to try and kill us."

He laughed wildly, then lowered his brow.

How should he deal with the current situation? If he hadn't woken up a little earlier and realized that he had knocked the World Maker to the ground and exposed his biggest trump card, the Batman Who Laughs would already be laughing maniacally as he plunges a knife into Tim's neck.

But now he knows that the scene before him may not be real, so his goal can no longer be to vent his emotions at will, but to find a way to heal his severely damaged brain.

He had to leave this place, leave the Batcave, leave the place where he was being monitored by the Bat Family, before he could have a chance to properly study the world he had created in his madness.

He already has experience and a plan.

First, Batman Dragon is trapping him in this world to lure him into killing people within it, so that in the real world Batman Dragon can kill or attack those he wants him to attack. Therefore, the Batman Who Laughs should avoid showing aggression towards anything to prevent being manipulated by Batman Dragon.

Serving as Batman's henchman is a minor matter, but revealing all his trump cards is a major one. He hasn't revealed much yet, just the Manhattan Batman...

Damn it, damn it, the maniac had to admit he'd already leaked a lot.

But at least for now, no one knows how he established contact with the Manhattan Bat beforehand and ultimately gained complete control over it. This might be the only good news in the bad news; if even this is exposed, then the Maniac Laugh will truly be nothing.

Although the Laughing Man knew that Batman Dragon couldn't possibly break his method, the feeling of being potentially threatened made him very uncomfortable.

On the other hand, when he intends to kill the people in this world, he will suddenly feel that he has regained the power that he should have originally possessed. But in reality, this is just Batman Dragon deliberately giving him the feeling of power at that moment in order to use him.

As long as the Laughing Man adheres to the principle of not launching an attack, Batman Dragon will not be able to take advantage of him, nor will he reveal more of his trump cards.

As for the Manhattan Bat, which has already been exposed, the Batman Who Laughs already has a plan. He has ways to divert the attention of Papetua or others from the Manhattan Bat. The only troublesome one is Dr. Manhattan himself, which requires careful planning. But the Batman Who Laughs always has a plan, and overall, everything is on track as expected. So, rounding up, everything is still within the Batman Who Laughs's plan.

Having mentally prepared himself, the Laughing Bat began to devise a plan to leave the Bat Cave.

A direct confrontation is definitely not an option, because if he fights the other party, he might be manipulated by Batman, and then in the reality of the time-traveling timeline, it's unclear who he'll be fighting against.

The Third Robin before him looked like the Third Robin, but in reality, he could very well be the grim-faced Perpetua or the Void Hand. The Batman Who Laughs dared not make any move resembling a punch or a full-force attack, fearing that Batman might exploit it.

So what he's showing in front of Tim right now is a blank, dazed Batman image, which makes Tim, the third Robin, sigh deeply.

Sigh, never mind. With Bruce in this state, nothing I say will make a difference. He should have known that a long time ago.

Ever since Bruce started attacking Alfred and the entire Bat-family in the Batcave without provocation, and was eventually subdued by everyone, Batman's delusions have become increasingly severe.

People from the League visited Batman once, and even Hal, the Green Lantern who is always on missions in space, took time to return to Earth. Everyone is very worried.

Martian Manhunter came by. He said that in the Batman memories he read, Bruce believed he had fallen into the abyss as an ultimate villain called the Batman Who Laughs, and then in a place called the Time Stream... well, Martian Manhunter said it was an extremely long journey, filled with all sorts of perversion and evil. His jaw was trembling as he talked about it. In short, in Bruce's delusions, he thought he had become a villain, killed all of us once, then left our universe and went on a rampage through many other universes, where he encountered a Batman counterpart called Batman Dragon... or something like that.

Martian Manhunter shared with Alfred the memory he read from Batman's brain called the Batman Who Laughs, and later Alfred forbade us from seeing that memory. How annoying!

They always exclude us!
Tim sighed again. Ever since Batman fell ill, every member of the Bat-family had become a little sighing machine.

Aside from Jason, this guy goes out and beats up gangsters when he's under pressure. Is that really normal?! Maybe Jason needs a therapist.

Tim, the third Robin, snapped out of his daze and saw that his Bruce was still sitting on the bed as if nothing had happened.

He sighed, then reached out to the laughing bat on the bed: "Give it to me."

He laughed wildly, his face expressionless.

Tim sighed.

"First, raise your left shoulder to block your view and distract you. Then, steal the paperclip from your medical record card with your right hand. Are you trying to unlock all the chains on you? Have you forgotten that you once taught me this somewhat obscure theft technique?"

The Batman Who Laughs looked grim; this was what he hated most. The Bat-Family knew Batman all too well. Bruce could even manipulate Superman with ease, so dealing with his own Bat-son wouldn't be so easy.

To deceive Tim, the third Robin with the strongest detective skills among all the Robins, he needed to plan carefully, not act on a whim. With his keen eye, he could easily see that even if he removed his shackles, it would be difficult for him to leave this seemingly ordinary hospital room. This was the most secure prison of the Bat Family, usually used to imprison superhuman monsters like Bizarro, or cosmic overlords like Sinestro.

They've decorated and furnished the place to look like a regular hospital room, which is already considered considerate of Bruce Wayne's feelings, hehehe. He almost burst into laughter, but then he realized that such laughter might not be helpful for his escape.

This would lead the bat family to believe that it was still not well, thus subjecting it to even closer surveillance.

So the maniacal laughter wasn't real laughter; he had to act like a normal Batman, and he had to look as if he had been completely healed.

But the Laughing Bat doesn't realize that he is the Laughing Bat, that the Laughing Bat is proof of his own existence, and that it is the evidence that distinguishes him from other Bruce Waynes.

He can stop being the normal Bruce while laughing, and commit those vicious acts while laughing. What will he become if he stops laughing?

"It's time for your shot."

Hearing Tim say this, the Batman Who Laughs obediently reached out, allowing Tim to stick all sorts of bottles and jars all over his body, then flashed a Bruce Wayne smile. A normal Batman might not laugh like that more than a few times in his life, but the Batman Who Laughs went all out.

"Excuse me, I'm feeling a bit... Thank you... Tim."

He looked at the hope and surprise on the Third Robin's face, his heart filled with malice, but he kept his expression unchanged.

He needs to wait for the right opportunity to act.

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This is really not good.

When Papetua saw the Batman Who Laughs and Superman Chen Tao appear together next to Batman Dragon, only that word echoed in her mind like a resounding bell.

What's next? What should we do next?

Then he saw the Batman Dragon begin to pour into the Batman Who Laughs.

The Ultimate Watcher began channeling power into the maniacal laugh, rapidly strengthening him to the point where he could contend with Papetua.

Damn it.

Papetua had already guessed what Batman Dragon was planning, and she immediately tried to stop it, but the Void Hand took over from the Ultimate Watcher and blocked Papetua.

In an instant, Perpetua transformed into an evil witch planted in a flowerpot. The Three Little Pigs, carrying the Big Bad Wolf and riding Little Red Riding Hood, arrived at Perpetua's house and vigorously mixed cement with No. 35 steel bars. Little Red Riding Hood pulled three large red sausages from Grandma Wolf's water jar and then helped the Void Hand Hunter forge a red-hot branding rod, which she then plunged into Perpetua's buttocks.

Papetua was entangled and unable to break free.

And here's the most disgusting part: for some reason, she discovered that the Void Hand can now turn unfavorable situations into low-probability events. Is this Dr. Manhattan's ability? In short, the time-traveling copying technique isn't as effective against the Void Hand anymore; Papetua has to expend much more effort to achieve the original effect, thus altering the Void Hand's story.

The Hand of the Void, in his current state, certainly couldn't defeat Perpetua, but holding her off wouldn't be a problem at all. Perpetua felt like she was watching her opponent sharpen her sword, waiting to strike her down, but there was nothing she could do.

It's alright, the Laughing Maniac will definitely fight back. Anyone with a shred of sense would know that Batman Dragon is giving him power to nurture him into a consumable for the entire DC multiverse to use as a punching tool.

In such a dangerous situation, the Laughing Maniac would certainly resist, instinctively resist. Papetua didn't believe that Batman Dragon's control over the Laughing Maniac could be so profound.

Wait, why is he laughing hysterically without resisting?

And a smile, as if she were in the throes of orgasm, appeared on her face?

He smoothly accepted the power flowing into his body, like a patient calmly watching a nurse give him an IV drip, even ignoring the pain of the needle piercing his skin. What's with that expression?
Is it really that great?
If Chen Tao knew what Papetua was thinking at this moment, he would definitely curse him out.

What kind of climax smile? Look closely, that's Bruce Wayne's smile—warm, pure, and full of hope!
Do you even understand superheroes? You're just making baseless accusations.

I feel a little down.

(End of this chapter)