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Poison Ivy was furious.

She had dealt with Batman before and knew that he was just an ordinary person wearing Batman suit.

Poison Ivy was furious and had nowhere to vent her anger, and now the outlet for her anger had come right to her.

"Ha, I can't handle that light bulb monster that came out of nowhere, and now even Batman... Do you really think I'm easy to mess with?"

"Very well, very well. Although I have lost a powerful ally tonight, the Dark Knight of Gotham will submit to me!"

Clang!

The roof shattered, a dark figure descended, a wide cloak unfurling like black wings. With a classic Batman-style landing, he appeared before Poison Ivy, coldly stating, "It's over, Poison Ivy."

“This is what I have to say, Dark Knight.”

Poison Ivy sneered and casually made a gesture. Immediately, various plants around them swarmed forward, surrounding Batman completely.

Although she is not on the same level as the Swamp Monster in terms of raw strength, Poison Ivy does possess the basic ability to manipulate plants.

“Plants, they are my most trusted allies,” Poison Ivy chuckled. “Tell me, Batman, how are you going to fight back against all these children of mine?”

Batman remained expressionless, flicking his cape.

A potted plant was displayed.

The delicate, full petals resemble soft silk. Dozens of petals are arranged closely together, with soft, smooth edges, gradually turning into a pale pink, like a gradient rainbow.

"This is this"

Poison Ivy's expression changed drastically, and she said in a trembling voice.

"The Vermeer wild rose, a specialty of Gotham! I thought it was long extinct. Where did you come from?"

"Not extinct, Poison Ivy. Wayne Enterprises has one of only two remaining in the world in their greenhouses, and this is one of them, the real deal," Batman said coldly.

Poison Ivy gritted her teeth: "What...what do you want?"

"You don't want one of the world's only two Vermeer roses to perish here today, do you, Poison Ivy?"

As Batman spoke, he stretched out an arm, as if the beautiful rose would shatter into pieces with the slightest tremor of his hand.

"do not want!"

Poison Ivy panicked, biting her lip, her eyes filled with resentment and anger as she looked at Batman.

Despicable! Shameless! Vile Dark Knight!

They actually hijacked the plant matter!

But you know what, she really had no choice.

In the eyes of environmentalist Poison Ivy, the small potted plant in Batman's hand is practically the whole world, more important than her own life.

"So, Poison Ivy?" Batman narrowed his eyes. "Even so, you still insist on fighting me?"

"Me me me"

After a fierce internal struggle, Poison Ivy finally closed her eyes, knelt down, and shed tears of humiliation.

"You win, I surrender. As long as you promise not to harm that rose, you can do whatever you want with it."

"of course."

Batman put the potted plant back into his cape, expressionless, and revealed the handcuffs.

"I keep my word."

Chapter 161 Who Will Reign Supreme

"You have disappointed me greatly, Apollo."

Queen Hera sat on her throne with her long, white legs crossed, her entire body wrapped in the only layer of green wings, holding a wine glass in her hand.

“I’ve always known you have great ambitions, but I used to think you at least had the ability to match them,” Hera said coldly. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have signed that contract with you. But now, perhaps I should reconsider.”

“I haven’t forgotten the contents of the contract.” Apollo leaned against the windowsill, flames blazing in his golden eyes, his purplish-black face revealing no emotion.

"Dealing with Zeus's offspring, the Amazonian demigods. This is on my to-do list, and the plan is progressing steadily. The plan just needs a little time."

“Time, time, don’t tell me your plan is to bore the Amazons to death,” Hera said irritably. “I think you don’t need me to remind you, Apollo.”

Zeus is missing, and Olympus is leaderless. You're not the only one interested in the position of king of the gods.

Hera's daughter, the Goddess of Strife, who had been sitting by watching the whole time, widened her eyes upon hearing this: "Wait, Mother, you said earlier that you were offering a bounty on the heads of the Amazons. The price you mentioned was the throne of the God-King?"

Hera and Apollo both glanced at her expressionlessly. Though no one uttered a sound, their silence spoke volumes.

The Goddess of Conflict's expression grew even more incredulous: "But...how could you...I mean, that's the throne of the God-King! Mother, I'm not interfering with your decision."

“If you don’t want to interfere, then shut up.” Hera said expressionlessly. “This deal makes me feel very at ease.”

She paused, then turned to Apollo: "I believe the price I offered was enough to demonstrate my sincerity. But you haven't taken any actions to match it."

Apollo remained silent.

Of course, he couldn't tell Hera that the last time he met Wonder Woman, he was thrown thousands of meters away by a new friend from one of her planets and exploded into a dazzling supernova.

In fact, that incident still puzzles him to this day. If possible, he would never want to clash with that strange creature again.

It's not that he was afraid. As a god, he had no fear.

You can fight, but it's not necessary.

“You are right, of course I understand. In fact, Hades and Poseidon are also very interested in this position, and I just spoke with them not long ago.”

A strange smile appeared on Apollo's face.

"Neither of them would submit to the other, as you know them. They are brothers of Zeus, and many years ago they divided the world among themselves. The heavens belong to Zeus, the seas to Poseidon, and Hades to the underworld."

Now that Zeus was gone, they all believed that the remaining legacy belonged to them. They mentioned the possibility of dividing the throne and its territories equally among the gods, with Poseidon owning the daylight and Hades taking over the night.

They then brought up the question of the Queen.

Hera raised an eyebrow when she heard that she was involved: "What did those two say?"

"They said that divine right and territory could be divided equally, and so could the queen. They were all very interested in the queen's bed, but didn't mind sharing it with each other. For example, each taking turns for a night, or both of them sleeping together in one night wouldn't be out of the question."

Clang!

The wine glass was crushed to pieces in Hera's hand, and the wine splashed everywhere.

"Those two are daydreaming!" Hera exclaimed, her face flushed with rage. "How dare they be so disrespectful to their brother! If Zeus were here, he would surely smash their vile heads on the spot!"

“Yes, but he’s gone, isn’t he, Your Majesty?” Apollo smiled.

"And you, shut that filthy laugh!" Hera roared. "Yes, Zeus may have already vanished into nothingness. Perhaps one of you is worthy of the throne of the gods, but none of you are worthy of my bed!"

So put away your wicked thoughts and obediently fulfill your promise!

“Let me make this clear first, I don’t share their ambitions. From the beginning, all I’ve wanted is the throne of the gods. You should know best where my ambition lies,” Apollo said.

Hera snorted and said nothing more.

"So in this competition, I hope to get a little help from you. You know, otherwise it will be difficult for me to gain an advantage in the competition with Zeus's brothers."

"what do you want?"

Hera spoke in a sullen voice, her anger still lingering, the vast waves of her voice rising and falling violently with her angry breaths.

“The Fallen Realm. Something within it, according to legend, can grant anyone the divine power of Zeus,” Apollo said. “If the King of the Gods has truly vanished, then the Fallen Realm can be reopened, can’t it?”

“The key isn’t with me,” Hera said curtly. “It was lost in the mortal world many years ago.”

"I know that. But you're a superstar, I'm sure you must have other ways, right? Like... a back door?"

Hera narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a long time.

He then coldly said, "I want the heads of the Amazons."

"I promise."

Apollo smiled confidently.

To be honest, although Shen You could see through the illusion and spot the Batmobile outside Poison Ivy's greenhouse from thirty miles away, he guessed that Batman would successfully capture Poison Ivy. However, he guessed the outcome but not the process.

The tactic of kidnapping Hua Zhi was indeed something he hadn't expected.

Theoretically speaking, it would be extremely dangerous for the Master to charge into the territory filled with specially cultivated poison ivy all by himself. Even if he used Wayne's black technology-developed bat weed killer, he would still likely face a tough battle.

However, that wasn't the case. His ultimate trump card wasn't some plant-specific weapon or any kind of high-tech gadget; it was just a pot of roses. Without firing a single shot or even breaking a sweat, he made Poison Ivy willingly kneel before him.

It has to be said that this is very Batman-esque, and very effective.

Afterwards, Swamp Monster released the workers he had kidnapped under Poison Ivy's mind control—in fact, Poison Ivy's orders were to "dispose of" them. Fortunately, Swamp Monster still possessed a certain superhuman streak in his subconscious, which is why he didn't kill them and spared their lives.

Later, with the help of the swamp monster's abilities, he restored all the plants that had been growing wildly throughout the city to their original state.

The plant controversy is over, but the store now has quite a few holes made by the plants. It looks like it needs a complete renovation.

However, Shen You also unexpectedly received reconstruction funds from Wayne Group regarding this part.

This is a foundation established last month by Wayne Enterprises, specifically to support those who suffered collateral damage in the battle between Batman and Super Madman. Shen You had initially thought that such a foundation, even if it existed, wouldn't be very large, but this time he realized that he had underestimated Batman's wealth, which was simply unrealistic from a practical standpoint.

In fact, the coffee shop received quite a bit of funding, and it was collected by people who came to collect it voluntarily; Shen You didn't even have to apply for it.

This is one of the most significant differences between the iconic heroes of Gotham and Metropolis.

In Metropolis, if your house were razed to the ground during an alien invasion, Superman would rebuild a new one for you in minutes, sparks flying everywhere. That's his superpower.

In Gotham, you'll be overwhelmed by a huge wad of banknotes that smell like bats. That's his power of money.

Shen You had previously thought it was an exaggeration to say that Batman alone could buy Gotham City, but now he was beginning to doubt whether it was really true.

Chapter 162 Technology Relies on Borrowing

"Uh, are you serious?"

Barry Allen looked at Shen You with a strange expression.

As he spoke, he had a bunch of electrodes attached to his head, a mechanical device on his back with cables extending to the equipment behind him, and a somewhat bulky treadmill at his feet.

"Of course I'm serious."

Several floating interfaces were displayed in front of Shen You, and he spoke.