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Chapter 161 The Best Day of My Life (Part 1)

"State your identity."

Jason Todd.

As the retinal scanner swept across the face from top to bottom.

After a while.

An electronic voice sounded in front of Jason, and at the same time, the doors of the Batcave slowly opened.

"Welcome home, Robin, Batman's favorite."

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Jason's fingers tightened around the motorcycle throttle, and he couldn't help but glance back at the figure inside the Batmobile.

"You didn't cancel the password?" Jason asked.

"Why would I cancel this password?" Batman retorted.

This password authentication was secretly set by Jason a long time ago, when he was still Robin.

During his time fighting crime with Batman, every time they returned, he would rush to answer the authentication password, just to hear the Batcave's artificial intelligence say that.

Many things happened after that, and he never had the chance to return to the Bat Cave.

Jason originally thought that Batman would cancel the password after his death. After all, if it were him, adhering to the principle of "out of sight, out of mind," he would most likely cancel it.

I didn't expect that old guy still had it...

Moreover, the old man could have opened the Bat Cave earlier, but he chose to do it at this particular time.

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Jason smirked, twisted the throttle, and drove his beloved motorcycle ahead into the tunnel.

The Batmobile followed closely behind.

The two vehicles, one behind the other, sped past the rhythmically lit lights and finally arrived at an open area.

Just like I remember, it's practically unchanged.

Familiar giant dinosaurs, familiar coins, and a series of bat-style vehicles that aren't entirely familiar.

And every time they return, the first thing they see is their elderly butler, Alfred, waiting for them.

If Jason's state of mind at this moment is like waves, constantly surging and crashing.

Later on, what truly overwhelmed his entire heart was a display case that stood out prominently in the Batcave.

Inside were the uniforms he used to wear.

"Welcome home, Mr. Bruce, Mr. Jason."

The old butler's voice was calm and steady, as if this were just one of the most ordinary of his countless night patrols.

Jason stepped forward, gave the old man a brief hug, and chuckled, "Did this scare you?"

"It's less of a shock and more of a surprise, young master Jason."

Alfred patted the young man on the shoulder, looking like a kind elder.

But in the next second, he changed his tone and his expression completely changed.

"Mr. Bruce, in parent-child relationships, companionship is an extremely important part. Even with Mrs. Talia and me, I hope you can spend more time with Master Damian. He needs your company."

"What the hell?!" Jason was stunned for a moment, making sure he hadn't misheard.

Damian?!

That brat that the other self calls a son of a bitch?!

Lady Talia?!

Jason was momentarily caught in a mental whirlwind, frozen in place.

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Bruce took off his hood, before he could even say anything.

A burst of playful noise came from above.

"Charge! Damian, grip that stick tight and whack your brother on the back of the neck!!!"

"Yes, yes, Uncle O!!!"

Between the rock steps.

Dick is being chased by a little boy.

Above the little boy's head sat a crow, directing the mischievous child's antics.

"Damn Jason, can't you control your crows?! And Bruce, your kid skipped the cutest phase and went straight to the most unruly phase!!!"

As Dick ran, he was still subconsciously worried about the little boy chasing after him.

They were afraid that the little devil might accidentally slip and fall to the ground.

The three people below watched this scene.

The old man, Alfred, was alright; he witnessed how Damian transformed from an ugly infant into a three- or four-year-old child in a short period of time.

Although this behavior caused Alfred to harbor resentment towards Oz, fortunately, Damian was not taken away after the chaos in Gotham ended.

After all, having a baby overnight is already quite a brain-taxing experience.

Not to mention, the baby grew up much faster than he had imagined.

Within just a few hours, it had become someone that everyone hated and even dogs would cover their noses at.

Bruce, the child's biological father, actually knew everything that happened at Wayne Manor through encrypted communication while he was away.

His...child Damian, shortly after he left the manor to resolve the crisis, began to grow at a bizarre rate.

Once everything was resolved, Damian had grown from an infant into a young boy.

As for Jason?

He's so stressed right now!

Especially seeing Oz riding on the little boy's head!

He thought everything that happened tonight was outrageous enough, but little did he know, the worst was yet to come!

Moreover, when he traveled through the multiverse, another version of himself talked to him about Bruce's biological son.

At that time, I didn't feel anything about it, because Bruce didn't have this so-called "bastard".

And the result?!

He knew without even guessing that this was definitely Oz's doing!

"Oz! What have you done?!"

Jason stepped forward, trying to pick up the dead bird. He had a feeling that the bird hadn't really turned back and was still dominated by the Joker personality!

Unfortunately, he was blocked by the old man Alfred.

Oz is the Wayne family's benefactor.

It was it that single-handedly ensured the continuation of the Wayne family bloodline, a 100% blood relationship, worthy of being worshipped on the spot!

That's what the housekeeper thinks, anyway.

Oz whispered to Damian, "This is your second brother, quickly call him 'Second Master Jie'!"

Damian looked at Jason with a curious expression, blinked, and then called out in a childish voice, "Second Master Jason!"

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Jason crossed his arms and sized up the kid with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Similarly, the kid widened his eyes and imitated Jason's posture, crossing his arms and staring at him with a smug look on his face!

Then, in the next second, Damian was lifted up by a large hand with one hand.

"Who told you to run around like that?!"

The owner of the hand was Damian's biological mother, who had arrived here at some unknown time. She was holding Damian in one hand and slapping the baby's bottom with the other!

"Daddy, save me!"

Damian, like a turtle out of water, wobbled wildly, casting pleading glances at his father, Bruce.

Bruce:

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Unfortunately, no one was willing to give him a chance to speak at that moment, as if they were completely ignoring his existence.

Because of Talia's arrival, Oz was forced to slip away from Damian.

As soon as Crow took flight, Jason and Dick, almost like brothers, simultaneously launched an operation to arrest Oz.

Someone pulled out a crowbar from somewhere and chased after Oz aggressively.

Another one, with its rear end bulging, leaped high into the air with a "duang," trying to catch the damned crow.

Old man Alfred stayed beside Talia, quietly advising, "What do you mean, 'the child is still young and doesn't know any better'? You could have gone easier on her; there was no need to be so rough..."

"Oz, you're never getting a single fries from me again!!!"

"Hehe, Ah Fu will buy me all the fries for the rest of my life! Right, Ah Fu!"

"Yes, Young Master Crow."

"Hehe, I'll reward you with a Helena when I'm in a better mood!"

"No! Damian alone is enough!"

"Excuse me, who is Helena?!"

In an instant, the cold and silent atmosphere of the entire bat cave vanished, replaced by a joyful ambiance.