American comics: Random transformations

Oh, damn it! Why haven't they fixed the road yet!”

“?” Tian Xiaoban’s expression was priceless.

What the hell? What happened while I was gone these past few days!?

‘Damn, no way! Am I finally facing a major event after all this time?!’

Chapter 13: Chaotic Gotham, Suppression by Firepower

Excited heart, trembling hands!

If it really is a major event, then Tian Xiaoban's next goal is very clear!

Find Wayne Manor!

And then hang out with Alfred!

As everyone knows, in the DC universe, when it comes to surviving, if Batman says he's second, no one dares say they're first! No matter how difficult the universe is, there will always be a Batman who thrives in Gotham!

So Batman's Wayne Manor is the safest place in all of Gotham. If Wayne Manor is gone, then Tian Xiaoban will have to consider how to escape this universe.

Before transforming, Tian Xiaoban looked around. When he saw the artificial fountain not far away, his courage instantly grew, and confidence returned to him!

“Very good! Heaven is helping me!

Omnitrix, activate!”

Boom!

A green light flashed!

Tian Xiaoban felt himself suddenly on all fours on the ground. He looked down at his hands, uh... claws?

“Little claws with three fingers? A round belly, the Omnitrix symbol on my chest, the fur is yellow... What kind of animal is this?”

It ran on its four short legs towards the nearest car. Through the reflective car paint, Tian Xiaoban completely saw his current appearance.

“Holy crap, it's a Digimon, Patamon!?”

In the reflection, there was an animal that looked like a guinea pig, but with ear-like wings. It looked very cute, with sparkling eyes.

Patamon can fly, but it can't fly fast.

“Patamon is a bit weak! Its combat ability isn't strong. Besides being cute, it's useless!

Its innate skill is: Air Gust, which relies on inhaling a large amount of air, and then exhaling it in one breath, forming an air bullet to attack enemies.

Emmm... Forget it, having an attack method is better than having none. Let's go to Wayne Manor first!”

Patamon's flying speed, relying on flapping its wings, is very slow. Its speed is only about 1 km/h, which is not as fast as running on its four short legs.

But Tian Xiaoban isn't stupid. He learned what conditions are needed for flying in his previous life!

Although Patamon can't fly fast, it can glide with its wings! As long as it runs to the top of the highest building and jumps off, using its wings to glide, it can move quickly! It can ignore the complexity of the map and avoid the Joker's poisonous gas scattered on the ground.

Being able to fly ensures that Patamon won't fall to its death. Its Air Gust skill can also allow it to turn in the air, like a balloon that deflates after being inflated! Although the turning route will be a bit chaotic, the speed is fast!

This speed is definitely faster than running on the ground with four short legs to Wayne Manor!

… … … …

“Alfred, when is Zatanna coming!?”

In front of Batman, lay eleven Joker Talons, chopped into human sticks.

The twelfth corpse had already been beheaded by him. The Joker Talon, having lost its head, was completely dead and would not recover like a zombie.

Even if the remaining eleven had all their limbs broken, they could still jump around and even try to attack with their teeth. Batman was increasingly certain that they were related to magic.

Alfred said calmly:

“Miss Zatanna said that she is currently exorcising demons from another world and needs an hour. I heard that she seems to be having some trouble over there as well, and it is estimated that it may take more than an hour.”

Batman began to calculate his plan in his mind, and then said: "Okay, remember to notify me when she comes. How is the preparation for the Joker toxin antidote going?"

Alfred glanced at the fully automated chemical warehouse of Wayne Enterprises. Inside were three one-meter-high glass containers, already filled with strangely colored liquids.

“I have already prepared three tanks of fear toxin here, which should be enough to spray throughout the city using the Batplane.

However, Master Wayne, I need to remind you that such a large-scale use of fear toxin may cause problems.

The amount of fear toxin inhaled is not fixed, and some people may not be able to withstand this unfixed amount due to individual differences.”

Batman had already considered this, and he said: "It doesn't matter, I will buy a sanatorium to treat those who experience special circumstances. The current situation is more urgent. If we delay any longer, more people may die from suffocation. We have no choice!"

Alfred sighed. He knew that Master had made this decision, which meant that he intended to bear this responsibility!

The Dark Knight of Gotham, alas… …

“Alright! The Batplane has been loaded with the 'antidote' and is ready to depart! It will arrive in five minutes and will be waiting outside your office.”

After hanging up the communication, Batman hurriedly ran to the top floor and found the central air conditioning vent of Wayne Tower.

He threw the "antidote" brought by Robin into the vent, and then ran back and turned on the ventilation mode of the central air conditioner in the monitoring room.

The fear toxin in the vent quickly replaced the Joker toxin in Wayne Tower.

When he was done, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the office. Jason wanted to follow, but Batman refused.

“Robin, keep an eye on them! When Alfred looks for you, take them over! Remember, they are very important!”

These few Talon human sticks need to be left for Zatanna, so that she can use the knowledge of a magician to investigate these guys, to see their origin and why they can't be killed!

Jason curled his lips. He knew that he was now a rookie hero and needed to listen to the boss, so he responded unhappily: "Tch, I know! Be careful!"

Batman flicked his cape and jumped out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The ventilation system of Wayne Tower was still running very fast. Under the full-power transportation of the central system, the "antidote" transformed most people from laughter into… … horror.

… … … … … …

Batman, piloting the Batplane, rushed to other locations to rescue people.

Batman, who already believed that the Joker Talons were dead, displayed more crude methods.

The fighter jet's weapon systems were fully activated, all safety measures were disabled, and intelligent target acquisition was initiated. At this point, the Batplane was no longer just firing warning shots. Any Joker goons targeted by Batman would face the relentless barrage of the Batplane's machine guns!

Either a headshot or nothing but a head left!

The GCPD's pressure was greatly reduced!

Gordon, unable to get through on the phone, finally reached Batman!

"F*ck, you! You finally came! I thought you were done for! Gotham's gone to hell, do you have any solutions?"

Gordon was overjoyed, almost weeping. The pressure on him was immense. Every three to five minutes, another citizen was on the verge of suffocation or laughing themselves into a coma.

Yet Gordon, as commissioner, had no way to solve it!

Call an ambulance? The hospital's phone lines were jammed; what was the point?

Gordon remembered receiving a distress call from the hospital itself at the police station.

Gordon couldn't hold back his tears any longer. A savior had finally arrived.

Batman said calmly in his magnetic voice:

"Gordon, tell your people to attack the heads of those monsters. Those undead creatures will die if their heads are blown apart!

Remember, the entire head. Bullets piercing the head won't work; you need to blow their heads apart!

As for the ordinary citizens who have inhaled the laughing gas, restrain them as soon as possible and take them to open areas. I have a way to save them!"

"Okay, okay, okay! I'll give the orders right away!" After hanging up, Gordon first tested Batman's method.

He ordered the surrounding officers to concentrate their fire and blow their heads apart!

After confirming that the monsters could indeed be killed, Gordon immediately went to the police car, turned on the public channel, and shouted:

"Headshots! Those undead monsters will die if their heads are blown apart! Don't be afraid! They can be killed!"

With Commissioner Gordon's battle cry and walkthrough guide, the officers fighting the monsters in other areas were as if injected with chicken blood, and the fear was instantly suppressed by excitement.

Fear comes from the unknown. After clearly knowing how to deal with those undead monsters, these Gotham local police officers unleashed unprecedented momentum.

It was like playing a game and being tormented for three days and three nights, then suddenly learning the cheat code. Enthusiasm soared, vowing to clear the game in one life.

Now, it was their turn to fight back! Let these undead Joker monsters see what it means to be a Gotham sharpshooter with every shot a headshot!

The battle situation reversed in an instant!

Originally, the police officers could only passively run away, but after discovering that those monsters could actually be killed, the ferocity of Gothamites was aroused!

"F*ck! You ugly freaks, eat lead!"

The GCPD had long abandoned small handguns. After Commissioner Gordon took office, their police force was still very well-equipped. The standard issue was the AK47, capable of fighting on par with the gangs!

Otherwise, how do you think Commissioner Gordon convinced the public? Relying on firepower and personal charisma.

Most importantly, there was a killing machine in the sky, passing by and helping the GCPD, using powerful firepower to clear out the Joker goons.

The rampaging Joker goons were basically all killed!

Commissioner Gordon received responses from multiple police cars, stating that they had cleared the terrifying creatures and asking Commissioner Gordon what to do next, since there were too many citizens who had inhaled the Joker toxin.

"Batman said to take them to open areas, he has a solution, there should be an antidote or something!"

"Roger!" × 24

The GCPD had cooperated with Batman many times, and they knew that whenever Gotham encountered unsolvable troubles, Batman would always have a solution!

Regarding the commissioner's statement, they said they would just do as he said! If there were any problems, the blame could be shifted to Batman!

Chapter 14: Visitor to the Manor

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!…

The ancient manor's doorbell rang continuously. A chubby thing was flying in front of the doorbell, frantically pressing the doorbell with its little paws.

Alfred, in the Batcave behind the manor, pulled up the surveillance footage from the manor's doorbell, and then, he suddenly felt that his brain was not working properly.

What kind of animal was this? It had wings and was chubby, a flying hamster? Why were its wings growing on its head?

Alfred suddenly thought of Zatanna, who had called earlier.

He subconsciously felt that this little guy was likely Zatanna's magical pet.

So, he inquired through the doorbell:

"Little one, where is your master? Has she not dealt with the demon yet?"

Patamon was a little confused by his nonsensical question. Butler Alfred, are you mistaken about something?

A cute voice came from the little guy's mouth: "What? What master? My master is myself! Also, I'm not a pet! I am the Digimon Patamon now!"

It was just a bit aggressive in tone!

Digimon?

Alfred was also a little confused. It looked so strange and could talk? Was it a magical creature? Or an otherworldly demon that Zatanna hadn't dealt with?

Alfred was afraid that this little guy would change his face out of anger like the demons in plays, so he comforted him and said:

"I'm sorry, little one, aren't you Miss Zatanna's pet? I thought she should be arriving soon."

This sentence had two meanings: one was to appease Patamon's emotions, and the other was to tell Patamon that Zatanna was coming soon, so this demon should be careful!

But Patamon didn't understand! What was all this about?

However, Zatanna? This name sounded familiar to Tian Xiaoban. Who was she?

Before Tian Xiaoban could remember who she was, the green symbol on Patamon's chest suddenly began to flash red.

"Beep—Beep—Beep—Beep—Boom!"

Transformation time was up!

Tian Xiaoban, who was 1.5 meters tall, suddenly transformed back at a height of half a meter above the ground, and squatted down, falling to the ground.

Alfred: "…"

What was this situation again? Had the demon turned into a human? Or was he originally a human?

Everything that had just happened had somewhat impacted the old butler's worldview.