The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 142 I am your system!

"Tim Drake, wake up! I'm your system!"

The strange sound woke Tim from his unconsciousness. He opened his eyes and instinctively looked around.

You find yourself inside a round, transparent glass dome.

It looks like they've been locked up here...

Apart from that, my body was not harmed in any way; I just had some dietary issues that needed to be addressed.

But none of that matters right now; what matters is that I get out of here.

"System? What system?!"

Tim couldn't find anyone to speak in this unfamiliar environment; it was as if the voice had appeared out of thin air in his mind.

"I'm your immune system, you idiot! Your stomach acid is practically digesting your stomach itself!"

As soon as the sound rang out, Tim's stomach let out a groan.

Gutim:

Then, the system's voice sounded again.

This time we can be sure it was echoing in our minds.

"I am your Raven System, little bird. I will help you become the top being in Gotham, punching Superman Clark, kicking Batman, marrying the Amazonian princess, and taking control of the world's number one corporation, thus reaching the pinnacle of life!"

"???"

Tim's brain was about to shut down.

"What the hell are you talking about?! Who are you?! Get out of my head!!!"

"Didn't I already say? I'm your Crow System!"

"Ghosts need your system!"

"Hey! I'm trying to help you! Listen, you can only leave here if you answer the questions correctly. There's a reward for correct answers, and if you answer incorrectly, you'll stay here forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tim found himself seeing two different scenes from his perspective.

A guy wearing a red hood is beating up Gotham's craziest clown with a crowbar.

Tim remembered this guy; he was the one who knocked him out with a single punch!

Nightwing was also in front of the supercomputer in the Batcave, seemingly searching for something.

"What is this!?"

Tim felt a sudden tightness in his chest upon seeing these two images, unsure whether they were reality or fantasy.

"These are live feeds. What you see is Big Bad Hood about to carry out an evil plan. You must answer the questions correctly to leave and then go help Batman!" the system said.

...And what about Batman?

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Then another image appeared in my mind.

Batman is sitting inside the Batplane, looking melancholy and not in a good mental state.

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Seeing this, Tim couldn't help but rub his face. What on earth is this?!

In any case, he still has to escape from here.

Batman must be worried... Well, even though Batman and Nightwing seem to be busy with other things, he has to get back to them!

So Tim asked, "What's the problem?"

He has a knack for deciphering mysteries; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to deduce that the first Robin was Dick Grayson and Batman was Bruce Wayne when he was only thirteen.

"Listen up, little bird, here's the question."

Why does Batman's mask show his chin?

Option A: Let the police know he is white.

Option B: To avoid frightening the children.

Option C: To facilitate eating while on patrol.

Option D: To kiss a woman.

Tim:

.?

He always felt that the person who set the questions was out of their mind, and that these options were simply nonsensical answers!

And why wasn't there a multiple-choice option?!

Think, Tim, think!

A is eliminated first, as racial discrimination is basically not a problem in Gotham. B... will be left for now. C, Batman rarely eats while wearing a mask, so this is also eliminated.

Now all that's left is kissing women and preventing children from being frightened.

Which one should I choose?!

"Hurry up, little bird, Big Bad Hood has finished beating the clown!"

Tim immediately saw "Big Bad Hood" tying up the Joker.

And it seems Batman is also preparing to take action!

Seeing this, Tim didn't hesitate any longer and decisively said, "Kiss! Batman shows his chin so he can kiss a woman!"

He silently apologized to Bruce in his heart.

Who told me you lost your mind after being kissed by Poison Ivy...?

"Correct answer, here's a McDonald's mini meal for you."

As if appearing out of thin air, Tim suddenly had a hamburger and a Coke in his hand.

The hamburger was steaming hot, and its aroma filled his nose, making his hungry stomach growl again.

As if worried he wouldn't eat, the system thoughtfully explained, "It's genuine junk food. At most, you'll get diarrhea for a few hours after eating it. Don't worry, little bird!"

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Tim thought for a moment, then decided to open the packaging.

He needs to recover his strength, otherwise he'll definitely be a hindrance when he escapes!

Tim had just taken a bite of his burger when a new problem arose.

What kind of creature would be rolling around in an alley, with several holes in its body?

Option A: Bruce Wayne's parents.

Option B: Batman.

Option C: Obtuse angle.

Option D: Bowling.

Tim: Huh?

He roared in fury: "What kind of ridiculous questions are these?! Who are you??? Show yourself right now!!!"

He spat out the hamburger he had just bitten into to express his dissatisfaction.

This is clearly a deliberately created hellish question!

And what the heck is an obtuse angle?!

And bowling balls...

"This is already being very tactful! I originally had a whole bunch of even worse stuff! Like expired coupons... but Little Bird rejected them all, otherwise you would have been tortured to death!"

The voice even sounded somewhat aggrieved, but Tim felt like punching someone.

Little Bird...who is he?

"Answer quickly! Time waits for no one!"

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Tim took a deep breath.

Since there are still no multiple selections, we need to eliminate options A, B, and so on.

Damn it!

I actually imagined that scene!

I'm sorry, Bruce!!!

"I choose bowling, because only bowling has holes!!!"

"Correct answer. I seem to remember that other people also have holes in their clothes... Here, this is your Robin uniform as a reward."

A flash of light appeared before Tim's eyes. He looked down and his casual clothes instantly transformed back into his Robin uniform.

Very good, the progress is quite successful.

The remaining weapons have not yet been obtained.

"And the next question?!"

[The duo of Superman and Batman is called the World's Best Partners, so what's the duo of Superman and Nightwing called?]

There are no options this time; it seems he needs to do whatever he wants.

But Tim knew it wasn't that simple!

"The world's best uncle-nephew duo!"

"Incorrect answer."

"Superman and Robin!"

"Incorrect answer."

"The combination of sky and buttocks!"

"Uh...that's correct, but the answer is wrong."

"What else could it be? It can't be supdick, can it?!"

"Correct answer."

"Eh?"

Tim froze, and then the next second, a stick hit him on the head, making him cry out in pain.

That was his own weapon, a folding stick.

Then the irritating voice continued, sounding even more aggrieved than before.

"This is so annoying! I prepared at least a whole bunch of questions, but in the end I only got these three! Little Bird is so mean, that big bad hood!!! Now it's Little Bird's questions for you, please answer!"

[The one who's alive is Jason, but what's dead?]

Tim was taken aback.

The living Jason, the little bird, beating up the Joker, Batman and Nightwing searching, and he himself being kidnapped....

Was the person in the footage just now the second Robin, Batman?!

Jason Todd?!

But he isn't...

While he was thinking, he noticed that a door nearby had been kicked open, and an unexpected figure walked out.

"Barbara!?"

"Oh, Xiaoba, you're finally willing to use the serum?"

"You dead bird, you're dead meat!!!"

Barbara, who came out of the next room, spoke angrily. She had heard Tim's entire reply while she was in the next room.

The more I listen, the angrier I get!

Similarly, Oz showed her those images as well.

She knew exactly what Jason was planning to do, and she needed to stop him!

"How can you walk?!" Tim exclaimed in shock.

"It's a long story, I need to get you out of here... ugh ...

The moment Barbara's hand touched the glass dome, she was instantly electrocuted, and her fiery hair stood on end.

"!!!"

Tim was so startled that he dropped the half-eaten hamburger from his hand.

Thank goodness I didn't touch it just now...

Wait, what is there for him to be happy about?!

"This has nothing to do with Crow! It was Big Bad Hood who prepared it himself!!!" Oz said.

Barbara, her body steaming from the electric shock, lay on the ground, panting heavily.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Damn Jason Todd... and you dead bird!!!"

"I said it has nothing to do with Crow!!!" Oz's voice rang in their ears.

Tim realized at this moment who this so-called Crow was.

It's that crow at Wayne Enterprises!

What a load of rubbish system!

as well as..

Damn it!

Jason's revenge today is definitely because he saw him and Batman fighting crime after returning to Gotham!

Tim really wanted to explain to the second Robin, who had died and then returned to life, why.

But for the time being, he really doesn't know what the other party has set up.

Jason is alive, and who is dead?

Ding!

It felt like a light bulb suddenly appeared in my head.

Tim replied without hesitation, "Jasoff!!!"

What the hell are these questions?!

Does Robin have a brain problem?

"Correct answer! I'll secretly reward you with a shot of serum, because you praised Ya Ya, so you don't need Ting!"

Like being pricked by something, Tim suddenly felt a surge of power throughout his body, and...

Why do I feel even hungrier?

Tim finished the rest of the burger.

"What a pity, there were originally hundreds of questions, but in the end someone cut them down to just these few."

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"One last question."

What do Jason Todd and the Batmobile tires have in common?

Option A: Both have been attacked and destroyed.

Option B: Du Xi made Bruce Wayne cry.

Option C: Both consume a large number of tire repair tools.

[Option D: They're all black and expensive.] (They were bombed black.)

Tim, Barbara:

This is practically Jason telling them exactly what to do!

Because you've died once, you don't mind making hellish jokes about Aki at all, right?!

A.

Tim sighed, hoping Jason wouldn't do anything foolish.

"Correct answer. Alright, it's your turn to step in."

The glass snapped open with a whoosh, and Tim rushed out to help Barbara, who was paralyzed by the electric shock.

"How are you?"

"Very good, just a belly full of fiery temper!"

Barbara said angrily, and with Tim's help, she got up from the ground.

As soon as she stood up, she saw Tim staring at her warily, his face pale, and he took several steps back.

"What do you mean by that?!" Barbara asked, puzzled.

Then, she discovered that Tim seemed somewhat aggressive to her.

"Oracle...you...you've turned into a giant lizard..."

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Inside a room.

After finishing binding up the blood-covered Gong Wu, the man with the red head couldn't help but pick up a crowbar and swing it at him.

With a bang.

Gong Wu spat out another mouthful of thick blood, along with several teeth that fell out.

"Tsk, I absolutely love this stuff! Tell me, how does it taste?" Redhead shouted.

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Panting, with swollen eyes, Gong glanced at the young man in front of him and forced a smile, "It hurts so much, you stinky Gong Lan! My Bat will definitely arrest you when he finds out!"

"Incorrect answer."

Redhead hefted the blood-stained crowbar in his palm before swinging it at the bastard.

boom!

"Ahem—hahahaha...wait!"

Gong Wu, his face bruised and swollen, panted and laughed, "I think I know you're Ping now."

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Tell me about it.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The laughter caused a sharp pain in Gong Wu's lungs, but he still couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You know what? Maybe I really should apply for a chef's job... I'm good at baking cakes, and I'm also good at baking Robin's Pie!"

"Hehehehehehehehe... The outer shell is crispy, just like the helmet you're wearing right now; the inside is warm, and I bet your chest is filled with my revenge and rage."

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"Attack Bird, I know your anger all too well!!!"

Seeing that Ya Ji's identity was being exposed by the other party, Hong Tou shrugged helplessly.

"A prize for a correct answer."

boom!

Then, with all his might, he swung the crowbar out!

This time, the other party was knocked unconscious, and their fate was unknown.

"Phew! That felt so good!"

After beating up the red-headed thug again, he felt a surge of satisfaction.

He threw down the crowbar in his hand, turned around and went to the sofa area in the room, where he saw a strange scene.

That was a picture of a crow frozen in shock.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed, leaving me sitting motionless on the sofa.

"Oz?"

Oz shuddered, looking as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

"What brings you here, Lord Crow?!"

Ya Ya lay on the sofa feeling guilty, silently pondering the fact that the bat girl had turned into a lizard girl.

This shouldn't be his problem, right?

He was merely a carrier of the serum; the real problem lies with Connors.

Ok.

That's right!

That must be it!

YaYa is fine!

Moreover, this is tantamount to strengthening the bat family!

They still have to be with me!

"Has Gong Lan come out yet?"

Seeing that Oz had returned to his previous carefree demeanor, Redhead decided not to dwell on his earlier strange behavior.

"You're out now. What about you? Did you send the message to the Supreme Bat?" Oz shook his feathers and asked.

Jason grunted in agreement, then took off his helmet and placed the thing on the table.

He went to the tightly closed curtains, pulled the corners of the curtains slightly, and glanced at the gloomy sky outside.

Even during the day, Gotham is still shrouded in a gray haze, as if sunlight never shines in.

"This moment came sooner than I expected; I thought I would meet him at night."

"It's a bit of a shame that it's during the day."

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