Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 248 Pandora

Du Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

The star in front of him, which was emitting dazzling blue light, was held in Du Mu's hand.

The space enveloping an entire star tightened and shrank into Du Mu's palm so naturally, smoothly and without any stagnation, as if it was the simplest natural behavior between heaven and earth.

After a long "day" of yellow and blue, Du Mu finally saw the splendor of the night sky again.

The white whale radiates light and swims among the stars in the universe.

Du Mu slowly spread out his palms, and the blue star still stayed obediently in the palm of Du Mu, like a candy bean or fire ball.

After a brief pause, seemingly endless heat spread wildly from Du Mu's palm.

The white whale looked like it was in the ocean, with water gushing out of its blowhole, and a cluster of bright blue flames like mist bloomed above it like fireworks.

Such intense heat would almost instantly devour and burn everything in the martial arts hall that was not protected by Du Mu's power.

Although the blue star was held in Du Mu's hand, that was the entire space where the blue star was located, not simply shrinking the blue star.

The size of the blue star is essentially exactly the same as it was just now.

Therefore the heat output is the same.

The martial arts hall at this moment was no different from diving headfirst into the sun.

However, heat transfer does take some time.

In this split second, Du Mu glanced at Thor who was still meditating in the training ground.

I have been so absorbed in fixing bugs during this period that I almost forgot about myself as his last disciple.

But is there really that much knowledge that I have passed on to him?
Does it take so long to digest?
Although the blue flame was about to engulf Thor, Du Mu was not at all disturbed.

He didn't do anything, and the blue sun fire was gathered back into Du Mu's palm.

This is not magic, nor does it rely on any technology.

It's just that Du Mu's heart 'hopes' that the blue star can be quieter.

Then the energy released by these blue stars returned to Du Mu's palm as if time was flowing backwards.

"Has the interference of mental power on matter reached the point where it no longer requires any medium?"

Du Mu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

At this stage...he already really has the feeling that his dreams have come true.

Du Mu clenched his hands suddenly.

A blue star, a young star, a star that has the potential to collapse into a neutron star at the end of its life…

It was not much louder than the sound of a spark disappearing in Du Mu's hand.

Du Mu spread out his palms again, and under the dim starlight, there was only a faint wisp of green smoke.

"Hmm... the entire space was annihilated by my magic power?"

Du Mu thought for a moment.

Then, he snapped his fingers lightly again.

Snapped.

It's like an earthling flipping a light switch.

With this crisp sound, a spinning blue fireball slowly reappeared from the void.

Du Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he gently threw out the spinning blue fire ball.

The blue fire ball gradually rose into the sky and merged into the twinkling of the starry night.

It is almost merged into one with other stars that are tens of millions of light years away and cannot be distinguished from each other.

Then Du Mu expanded and released the space that bound the dark blue fire ball.

As if skipping frames, the blue stars that originally filled the sky and continuously emitted heat appeared again without any warning.

It is generated in the form of magic power, similar to the explosion of spiritual energy caused by nuclear fusion, which rises up and goes out in clusters.

This makes the blue stars that almost fill the sky... look like a huge ball of blue wool made up of fluffy flames.

Looks quite cute.

Du Mu looked at the newborn blue star for a long time before he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Alas, after studying magic and technology for so long, everything has become so unified now."

"So... simple and direct."

Du Mu made an ambiguous comment about his current power.

Afterwards, he did not make any movement, but the white whale carrying the martial arts school swam naturally and simply twice from the blue star system tens of thousands of light years away, crossing the eternal distance that countless civilizations had failed to cross in their entire lives, and returned to the familiar yellow star system.

"Hmm...time doesn't seem to have passed any longer than I thought."

Du Mu felt the changes in the DC Earth. Regardless of other things, Damian seemed to have just grown to the age he should be in the original work.

It's not like we were separated for years.

But even so, the time cannot be said to be just a few months.

Du Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Thor.

What on earth did this last disciple of mine learn?

A simple curiosity arose in Du Mu's heart, and Thor's spiritual realm instantly unfolded its internal scenes to Du Mu.

Du Mu looked at the knowledge digested by Thor, and then looked at Thor's spirit body with a face full of golden beard.

Thor's spirit body's hair and beard became extremely long, like Odin's, but without Odin's gray hair.

They are still the golden color of Thor.

Thor was wearing a white one-shoulder robe like a Greek, holding a feather pen in his hand, and his eyes were shining with wisdom.

Du Mu kindly guessed that it was the light of wisdom.

But no matter what, Thor's expression became much calmer. He sat in front of an antique desk, writing and drawing something. The countless knowledge that Du Mu taught him surrounded Thor, forming a star-like golden text ring that slowly floated around Thor.

"Hmm... I've already accelerated his spirit so much, why is he still learning so slowly?"

Du Mu was beside Thor and took a quick look at his learning progress.

In the space of consciousness, Thor seemed to have experienced nearly 700 years.

For a total of more than 700 years, the first 80 years were just spent on compiling catalogs, and we didn't learn anything real.

No wonder his spiritual experience is so old.

After all, without external information to confirm, spiritual beings will always mistake themselves for entities, and thus unconsciously age their image over time.

Fortunately, Thor is an Asgardian, and a few hundred years are not enough for an Asgardian to mistakenly believe that he is about to die of old age.

Of course, even if he is an earthling, as long as he is not aware of the passage of time, he will not age too much. Even if he ages a lot, what changes is only his appearance and a little bit of thinking speed. After all, his mental strength cannot dissipate by himself just because he imagines his own death.

Otherwise there would actually be no ghosts or spirits.

However, even so, in these 700 years, Thor's learning progress has only reached about 37% of the information Du Mu gave him.

Du Mu couldn't help but reflect, could it be that he was really used to the physique of a Kryptonian, which caused him to have a misunderstanding of ordinary people's concept of time?

However, after observing for a while... Du Mu still felt that Thor was simply a slow learner.

He was actually learning another piece of knowledge that he had learned 300 years ago, and when he was about to verify each other, he forgot everything.

Doesn't that mean we have to keep repeating our studies?

Du Mu shook his head slightly.

I hope that the day Thor finishes his studies, he can meet Loki again.

Du Mu waved his hand and placed the space where Thor was, along with his Mjolnir, in a dormitory in the side yard.

I was so busy with the bug that I forgot to deal with Thor. Now I'd better let him stay in the dormitory that was built for those children.

After temporarily settling Thor, Du Mu turned his attention to the present DC Earth.

Just as he was looking at his eldest disciple Batman, he suddenly noticed that his eldest disciple was welcoming guests.

It was a woman... a woman with slightly darker skin, who looked like she was from a Mediterranean climate.

Du Mu had noticed this woman more than once when he was listening to the world before.

There were traces of magic on her body. Du Mu could see that she seemed to have a long life, at least a thousand years old, but she was immortal because of magic.

But other than that, this woman had been avoiding people, never causing trouble, and never committing crimes. The people in the magic world were so mysterious, and although Du Mu could see and hear each of them, it was impossible for him to know all of their pasts just by seeing and hearing them.

Of course, the current Du Mu can do it.

However, having just acquired this level of power, he did not want to use it so carelessly.

Although Du Mu's current power has almost reached the true level of "doing whatever he wants", any thought of his is equivalent to the level of "making a wish".

But after all, you have to follow your heart. If the heart is not your own, wouldn't it just become a shell of power rather than a user?
When Du Mu thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He thought that he would never go through such a stage again.

Unexpectedly, he thought that his mental power had grown fast enough and was incredible enough, but it was still not as fast as the exaggerated growth in his strength.

Fortunately, he finally reached the limit of ten times feedback, and he will probably no longer have to use his strength so cautiously in the future.

In short, Du Mu did not rashly explore the past and future causes and effects of every person in the world. There is too much information... or rather, too much useless information.

Although Du Mu could easily process so much information before his strength increased this time, his strength had just grown to an unstable stage after all, so Du Mu still didn't want to rashly occupy too much computing power.

Besides...this woman is actually not important.

What matters is that she is holding a box.

The shape of the box was quite complicated, but generally it was a regular spherical cross section with a '3' written on it.

Moreover, this box constantly exudes a strange 'evil' aura.

The box of Sangong Mo?

The first thing Du Mu thought of was the Three Palaces Demon.

But it's not quite the same.

After just one more look, Du Mu concluded that this box had nothing to do with magic at all, and his first impression was misled by the traces of magic on this woman.

This box is obviously a technological creation.

This aroused Du Mu's slight interest.

In a flash, he thoroughly understood the technical principles of the box.

It is not difficult and is completely within Du Mu's knowledge system.

After Du Mu discovered that his power was not yet stable and that any thought could become reality, he used magic to slightly block his senses and consciousness.

But even so, Du Mu, whose scientific level was already higher than Brainiac's, still figured out the function and origin of this box.

This box... to put it bluntly, is just a cross-universe portal.

Well... for Du Mu, the sentence pattern of "that's all..." can indeed be used.

After all, this box is the key to activate the portal, and the energy required to open it is too huge.

There are also a lot of redundant technologies in it. From Du Mu's perspective, this thing is simply a mountain of shit code.

If Du Mu wanted to optimize it, he could simply use the power of a mobile phone battery to create a portal with exactly the same functionality.

After all, it's just a matter of space. Things about space cannot be forced. Just follow the space and you can go wherever you want. There is no need to be so troublesome.

However, out of respect for his eldest disciple, Du Mu did not directly explain the cause and effect to his eldest disciple.

Instead, he allowed the woman to explain her demands and expectations to Batman.

"So... you mean..."

Batman's expression was somewhat unpredictable.

"You are Pandora, the Pandora in Greek mythology... and the box in your hand is the legendary Pandora's Box?"

Pandora nodded.

At this time, Damian, who was following behind Batman and dressed as Robin, frowned and asked in confusion, "But in the myth, you opened Pandora's box, and the destruction and original sin inside all came out. Isn't there only hope left?"

Du Mu couldn't help but glance at Damian's somewhat silly appearance.

His eyes were covered with a black cloth with two holes in it, and his body was wrapped in pitch black.

It does fit his identity as the grandson of the master assassin.

But at first glance, it's clear that he made it by hand, with absolutely no credit to his father at all.

Although his eldest disciple does not want his children to get involved in his career, Damian is not a quiet person.

This kid, when he grew up a little, became like a stubborn donkey. He had to get involved in whatever Bruce Wayne did.

Managing a company and managing Gotham are too complicated, so the young man even hid books under his bed and studied them secretly.

But Batman fights crime every day, a physically demanding job. Little Damian, relying on the assassin training he had received when he was a child, really thought, "I can do it too!" and so he did it.

Batman is naturally very opposed to this, but Damian doesn't care. He makes a uniform for himself and uses all means to swing behind Batman's cape.

After all, he is his own son, and his purpose is to get in touch with his career... Batman naturally had no choice but to compromise in the end.

However, even so, Batman is not someone who will give in easily.

The stubborn father and son formed a twisted relationship of "If you want to follow me, I won't stop you, but don't expect me to help you." and "Who needs your help? I can be independent."

(End of this chapter)