Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 27 Waking up in the lunatic asylum
  With tens of thousands of dollars in extra pocket money in his card and an extra number in his cell phone, Terry finally returned to his small house in Forest Hill under the stars.

Uncle Martin asked him to save the number. It is said that his uncle was afraid that something would happen to Martin and he would be too busy to take care of him, so he arranged a life assistant for him and told him to contact him no matter what happened.

After Terry got home, he tried to make a phone call. Originally, he just wanted to get acquainted with his uncle's 'employee' first, but the other person said "young master" in his mouth, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Politely rejecting the assistant's questions about whether he needed to deliver breakfast every day and send a car to take him to and from school, Terry hung up the phone in a hurry.

He wasn't used to this kind of life of being waited on.

After taking a hasty shower, Terry threw himself onto the large, soft bed.

Due to two days of hard decoration, decoration and cleaning, the smell of shower gel left by the previous landlord's daughter Jessica can no longer be smelled. She must be on a happy family trip with her family now.

After recalling the various people and things he encountered during the day, and then recalling the nightmare incident and the words of the psychiatrist and his uncle, Terry unloaded the only accessory in the accessory slot into the inventory after thinking for a few seconds.

Closing his eyes, the mental exhaustion accumulated throughout the day immediately dragged him into a deep sleep.

This time, Terry didn't wake up immediately in that gloomy environment.

It seems impossible to break this mental barrier just by yourself.

A figure with his head lowered sat on a wooden chair covered with black thorns. His hands and feet were tied into his flesh by thorny restraints, and he was bleeding continuously.

"Answer me! Terry Pickles!"

Through the small opening and the white light that also penetrated the other party's spiritual world, Terry could barely see clearly.

After looking around for a while, Terry began to circle around his spiritual world.

Bang!
  Bang!
  Bang!
  The invisible transparent barrier shattered under the third hammer, and a cold and ominous black smoke immediately poured into the originally white and bright hall, forcing Terry to retreat a little.

I was just joking when I said this thing was too light to hit someone on the back. After all, it has 35% of the hammer force. As long as it is not a 'wall block' of extremely different quality, it can theoretically be broken no matter how slow it is.

"Terry Pickles?"

"If there is one, how many will come out..."

Boom boom boom!
  Terry clenched his fist and knocked on the invisible surface, but there was only an ineffective muffled sound.

"The other me, if this was my spiritual world, I should be able to see you."

"are u there?"

Bang, Terry felt like he hit a piece of glass.

But Terry took out a huge hammer with a wooden handle in the next second.

The other party was sitting behind the barrier, but seemed to have no consciousness or reaction to the outside world.

But there is no observable entity in front of him. If he reaches out and touches it, he can feel the smooth and cold surface.

Terry touched the emptiness in front of him and had a vague intuition in his heart. Although he didn't know how the barrier existed, the other party should be behind him.

He came to a white hall. Terry still had an impression of this place. It seemed to be a spiritual world formed under the influence of his uncle's super power?

"are u there?"

Annoyed · Tin Hammer.

Terry took back the tin hammer and leaned over cautiously.

"Are you okay?"

Thinking of the dark soul in the ancient one's words, this made Terry a little afraid, but combined with those tragic memories and Mayfair's words, Terry couldn't help but feel inevitable sympathy for him.

"Are you me?"

"You must have had a very difficult time in that world."

"There is so much resentment, so much pain, even in the spiritual world it is covered in blood and riddled with holes——"

Terry knelt down in front of the broken hole and slowly reached out his hand, passing through the crack in the mental barrier. Like Uncle Martin doing every time he comforted him, he gently covered the back of the other person's hand with his hand. superior.

"I want to help you."

Black and white infected each other, and the originally dull eyes of the young man among the thorns burst out with light.

Bang!

Terry Pickles gasped for air and jumped up from the iron bed in his cell.

…    “He woke up.”

Batman, who was dealing with a group of armed robbers in the smoke, frowned: "Who's awake?"

In the headset, the magnetic and gentle voice of Alfred, codenamed Penny One, came again through the headset installed on the helmet.

"Terry Pickles, through a medical miracle, wakes up."

Batman was shocked. He was also very proficient in human medicine. He had already seen the brain diagnosis results of Terry Pickles at Wayne Hospital several times. If nothing else happened, Terry should have been in a vegetative state for the rest of his life...

The sudden news made Batman couldn't help but start to pour out his calculated physical strength. The increased speed and heavier fists and kicks beat the desperate gangsters who were on the verge of collapse, leaving bloody flesh and broken bones everywhere.

Soon, Batman covered in blood rushed out of the smoke, and the belatedly arriving police officers from the Gotham Police Department looked at Batman who was rising into the air under the tug of the grappling gun, and looked at each other for a while.

"He solved it so quickly today!"

"Shh, I feel like he's very excited, which is rare."

"Could it be that I suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom and ate something bad during the day?"

"Stop talking, go in and clean up. I think I need to call the emergency call. There is a lot of blood on Batman - the poor bastards inside may be on the verge of dying at any time."

On the other side, in Arkham Asylum, Hugo couldn't sleep after learning that Terry suddenly woke up.

"How could he suddenly wake up without any intervention?!"

"It's over, it's over. Batman must have received the message. If he confronts Terry, all my treatment methods will be exposed."

Hugo was a civilized man who didn't know how to box. When he thought of the cruel way Batman treated criminals in the news, he couldn't help but shudder. He didn't even bother to change out of his pajamas, rolled out of bed to the ground on his hands and knees, and got up hastily. , while quickly thinking of ways to escape, he randomly swept the documents on the desktop into his briefcase.

But just when Hugo was about to leave his dormitory, guard Victor knocked on his door.

"Batman is here."

Hugo's body suddenly froze in place.

Why so fast! ! !

Batman's tall figure quickly passed through the corridor, completely ignoring the insults and shouts of the criminals in the cells. Except for glancing at the Joker when passing by the specially modified prison cell, his steps did not stop the whole time.

Finally, Batman arrived at his destination and saw Terry Pickles through the observation window.

The young man was lying on the bed, howling and crying, his whole body shaking, like a child who had been greatly wronged.

Hugo walked over with an anxious look on his face. He still hadn't changed into his pajamas, but he just threw a coat over it.

He knows that he can't outrun Batman, so he can only come here honestly and hope to deceive the opponent with compiled rhetoric.

After all, if Terry wakes up, he can find a way to take all the credit. Electrocution can also be a special treatment plan of the doctor's benevolence.

But when he saw Terry crying, he was extremely confused and froze.

Why are you crying like this?

"What's up with him?"

Batman noticed Hugo's arrival, asked casually, and reached out to open the door.

"and many more!"

Hugo stared closely at Terry's reaction at this moment. The latter was rolling on the bed crying, and occasionally he could see the expression on his face from an angle.

He made an extremely bold decision and reached out to stop Batman.

"His current mental state is extremely unstable. Are you sure you won't irritate him if you go in like this?"

Batman's hand was still on the doorknob.

Strictly speaking, he is probably an important part of Terry's childhood shadow. He came in too hastily and didn't change his armor, and now his body is still covered in blood.

If he just barged in like this, it would indeed be possible to irritate Terry Pickles, who seemed to be abnormal at the moment.

A little cold sweat broke out on Hugo's temples, and his heart was also in a crazy battle between heaven and man. A gambler's mentality of risking death for survival made him think of a temporary situation that even his own reason felt that he must be crazy. idea.

"I'm his primary care physician, no one knows Terry better than me, and I go in and try to calm him down!"

(End of this chapter)