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Chapter 338 Soon it will be Thanksgiving with my parents, aren't you happy?

Although Batman's stats state that he is at the peak of human ability, many of his actions have already transcended the realm of human capabilities.

Just like Captain America Steve, whom Du Mu knew, he was also known as the pinnacle of humanity, yet he could fall from a height of tens of meters without getting hurt, and he could exchange blows with anyone, with his upper limit unknown.

But Steve had at least received a few injections of the Super Soldier Serum, making him a tech-savvy warrior.

Batman is different.

Purely natural, with no additives, and not a single drop of technology or grueling processes inside—that's outrageous.

Just then, Batman dodged Du Mu's straight punch, and as his body spun to the side, a row of matte blades popped out from the gauntlet on his right forearm, slashing across Du Mu's ribs with his backhand.

Squeak-!

The blade scraped against the surface of the armor, sending sparks flying. The sound was like a fork scraping against a ceramic plate with all its might, making your teeth ache.

His arm armor blades were treated with a special alloy, making it easy to cut through ordinary metals. However, when this blade grazed Du Mu's Spider-Man suit, it only left a faint white mark.

Batman frowned slightly.

He had already figured it out: Du Mu was wearing a high-tech battle suit, with an astonishingly high level of technology, far exceeding the technological level of this era.

Batman is no stranger to this type of opponent.

He had encountered many high-tech criminals, and usually, as long as the high-tech equipment they relied on was destroyed, their combat effectiveness would plummet.

Having made up his mind, Batman didn't retreat; instead, he pressed forward.

Batman's mastery of fighting systems is outrageous, including Eastern martial arts. These are not just fancy moves, but real, hard-earned combat skills; a single punch can be the culmination of at least twenty years of training.

But for now, he is still being suppressed by Du Mu.

Although Du Mu intended to hold back his strength, not wanting to reveal all his abilities to Batman at once, lest he miss out on a lot of fun later.

Even without using his own abilities, relying solely on the functions of the Spider-Man suit and his almost precognitive spider-sense, he can easily detect Batman's attack patterns and evade them all with ease.

After blocking Batman's heavy punch, Du Mu retaliated with a short punch, aiming not at any other spot, but at Batman's chin, the only exposed part of his body.

Batman quickly raised his hand to block the punch, but was sent flying backward. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and saved his teeth, meaning he won't need to wear dentures for the rest of his life.

Du Mu asked curiously, "I've had a question for a while now. Why does your suit protect your whole body, but leave your most vulnerable chin exposed? Are you worried that your whole body is too dark, so you deliberately expose your chin to let people know you're white and prevent the police from emptying their magazines as soon as they see you?"

Batman:

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He silently updated Du Mu's profile in his mind, adding a piece of information: the other party is suspected of being a racist.

Batman didn't reply, but pulled out his grappling hook and fired upwards. The steel cable instantly taut, pulling him up to the high beam.

Just as Du Mu was wondering why Batman had suddenly run away, his spider-sense sent out a warning.

He looked down and saw that four miniature bombs had been stuck to his chest and side without his knowledge. Red indicator lights were flashing rapidly, indicating that the countdown to detonation had begun.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four booming sounds rang out in succession, and the flames instantly engulfed Du Mu's figure.

Batman crouched on the beam, expressionless as he retracted his grappling hook, his gaze fixed intently on the ground below.

As the flames died down, Du Mu walked out slowly, unharmed except for some wear and tear on his battle armor.

He glanced at the messy corridor and clicked his tongue, saying, "Let me make this clear first, this is all your doing, Batman, it has nothing to do with me, Spiderman. If Bruce Wayne wants to sue, don't blame me."

"He will understand me."

Batman responded in a low voice, his fingertips subtly moving towards his left arm guard.

The next second, two beams of pale white light suddenly shone through the corridor window, instantly piercing the night and illuminating the entire corridor as bright as day.

That was a bat-shaped fighter jet.

The streamlined black fuselage almost blended into the night, and the multi-barreled cannon below the nose was spinning at high speed, its barrels firmly locked onto Du Mu, who had his back to the window.

Da da da da da da—!

A barrage of bullets shattered through the window, sending glass flying into countless fragments, as the barrage swept fiercely towards Du Mu's back.

However, when these bullets hit Spider-Man's suit, they only made a series of clanging metallic sounds and scattered tiny sparks, causing no real damage whatsoever.

Without hesitation, Batman pressed another button on the arm guard.

In an instant, a burst of fire erupted from the Bat fighter's bomb bay, and a miniature missile, trailing a fiery tail, hurtled straight toward Du Mu in the corridor.

Boom—!

The violent explosion ripped off half a wall, and the shockwave swept through the entire corridor, turning all the valuable furniture and murals along the way into rubble.

Conservative estimates suggest that this incident will result in losses of at least seven figures.

Batman paid no attention to this, his eyes fixed on the center of the explosion.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Two spiderwebs suddenly shot out from the thick smoke, precisely sticking to the beam below Batman.

Du Mu emerged from the smoke, trailing spider silk, and used the momentum to leap into the air, kicking straight at Batman.

"Spider Kick!"

Batman used his maxed-out dodge skill again, barely dodging to the side, and then fired his grappling hook.

The steel cable whistled through the air as it wrapped around Du Mu's arms and body, binding him tightly in the blink of an eye. It continued to tighten, and a crackling sound came from the contact surface, like the corrosive sound of strong acid dripping onto metal.

This insidious Batman really has a knack for coming up with all sorts of tricks.

Du Mu decided to stop pretending. Suddenly, four golden-red spider claws extended from behind him, breaking free from the hard steel cable and stabbing at Batman in front of him.

Batman's pupils contracted sharply.

This insidious Spider-Man really has a knack for coming up with all sorts of tricks.

His brain and body activated simultaneously, and he dodged backward almost instantly.

No matter how amazing his dodging skills are, at this near-face-to-face distance, facing four mechanical claws stabbing at him simultaneously from different angles, the room for him to maneuver is practically zero.

The four golden-red claws instantly blocked all escape routes, their sharp tips pressing against vital points.

"Little Bat, you've lost."

Du Mu chuckled, his laughter filled with malice.

Batman is an intelligence whiz.

His combat style is built on a core habit: first, gather enough information, then build a complete model of the opponent, and then develop a progressive countermeasure plan to exploit the weaknesses in the model.

That's why, after Batman suffers a setback in their first encounter, he often manages to completely dominate his opponent on the second.

However, the information flow has a fatal flaw: it is easily killed on the first meeting.

Batman's performance would be greatly diminished if he faced a completely unfamiliar opponent with superhuman strength.

"What do you want?"

Even in this desperate situation, Batman never once considered giving up.

As he spoke to attract Du Mu's attention, his right hand moved almost imperceptibly toward his all-purpose belt.

Swish!

A cold glint flashed by.

The spider claw severed the buckle of the all-purpose belt, flinging it and all the equipment hanging on it far away.

Du Mu sincerely praised, "No wonder he's Batman; even in this situation, he's still thinking about turning the tables."

To ensure everything went smoothly, he directed Spider-Claw to begin disarming Batman.

Soon, the bat suit was stripped off, and a small high-tech equipment exhibition was set up on the ground.

A rough estimate suggests it weighs at least several dozen kilograms.

At this moment, Batman's entire equipment has been stripped off, leaving only the helmet with pointed ears and a black undershirt that clings to his muscles, barely preserving the last shred of dignity for the Dark Knight of Gotham.

Du Mu looked at the weapons on the ground and said in surprise, "You're really good at hiding things! Could it be that there's something else hidden in an even more secret place that I just haven't found?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Batman's black undershirt, looking somewhat eager to try it out.

Batman, expressionless, said, "I've planted tons of explosives here, ready to detonate at any moment. Once it explodes, I guarantee none of us will get out of this house."

Du Mu's outstretched hand froze slightly, then he patted the other person's shoulder and chuckled, "What are you thinking? I'm not that kind of person. I'm a superhero, why would I do something like that?"

Batman replied instantly: "I believe you're a superhero, so can I have my equipment back?"

Du Mu smiled and nodded: "No."

Batman:

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Du Mu suddenly understood the clown's feelings.

Trying to break Batman's serious defenses is definitely a lot of fun.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Du Mu's mind.

[Official distribution of dungeon quests begins]

[Mission: Rise of a Hero]

[Goal: To become a superhero, the nemesis of evil, and to resolve three major crises (0/3)]

[Rewards: Will be determined based on the player's contribution]

After Du Mu declared himself a superhero, a dungeon quest actually appeared, offering a superhero mission.

The problem is, he just defeated Batman, the most popular superhero.

As the mastermind behind the Justice League and the external brain of all its members, including Superman, Batman wields terrifying influence in the superhero community. Basically, whatever he says, the other superheroes blindly believe.

Now that he's offended Batman, what if Batman makes things difficult for him and other unsuspecting superheroes mistake him for a villain? How will he continue on his superhero journey?

Du Mu was silent for two seconds, then looked at Batman: "If I said that what just happened was all a misunderstanding, and that I really am a superhero, would you believe me?"

"I believe it."

Batman nodded emphatically, without the slightest hesitation.

Okay, this guy definitely won't believe it.

Du Mu saw through Batman's thoughts. He had clearly marked him as a high-risk target and now only wanted to stabilize the situation, gather intelligence, and then find an auspicious day to lure him out and defeat him in one fell swoop. Maybe a bed in Arkham Asylum had already been reserved for him.

Fine, believe it or not.

Whether I am a superhero or not is not for you, a mere bat, to decide.

Upon thinking this, Du Mu suddenly felt more open-minded.

He glanced at Batman's unmoving lips and chuckled, "Don't be so serious. Think about something happy, like Thanksgiving is coming up soon, a day to get together with your parents and eat turkey. Aren't you excited?"

"6

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Batman paused for a few seconds, then calmly said, "Execute the final order."

In an instant, the entire house flashed a dangerous red light, and a piercing alarm and a frantic warning from the spider senses exploded at the same time.

Du Mu realized he might have gone too far, so he chuckled dryly and said, "Well, I have something to do, so I'll be going now. Let's meet up for tea sometime."

After saying that, he shot out a spider silk and rushed out of the house through the blasted hole. He then shot out another spider silk in an attempt to swing to a higher place, but found that all outside was low shrubs and lawns, and the spider silk could not find a foothold at all.

What terrible terrain!

Du Mu had no choice but to land on the ground and use his legs to escape.

Batman watched the figure disappear into the bushes and calmly said, "Rescind command."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red light in the room went out instantly.

Actually, this red light effect is purely for stage effect. If Batman really wanted to execute the final command, he could do it in milliseconds.

Of course, if Du Mu stayed any longer, he wouldn't rule out the possibility that he might actually carry out the final order.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Suddenly, a concerned voice reached Batman's ears.

That was his butler, and the person he trusted most, Alfred Penniworth.

Even before Du Mu and Selena stepped into Wayne Manor, surveillance cameras deployed several kilometers outside the manor had already detected their arrival.

To ensure Alfred's safety, Batman immediately had him retreat into the Batcave, the highest-security area.

"I'm fine."

Batman looked around: "The house is just a bit badly damaged."

"I will handle it as soon as possible."

Alfred's tone was calm and even, which was strangely reassuring.

"Um."

Batman nodded.

He never doubted Alfred's abilities; perhaps he would wake up one day to find his house back to normal.

"It seems there are new variables in Gotham."

Batman said in a deep voice, "I need stronger equipment. The Batsuit needs an upgrade. After this battle, I've gathered a lot of new ideas. Also, buy me all the Spider-Man comics."

Alfred was very pleased: "Sir, I'm so glad to see you still have this childlike innocence."

Batman: "6"

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After leaving Wayne Manor, Du Mu found a secluded spot to change out of his Spider-Man suit and teleported away.

He was very satisfied with the trip.

Defeating Batman is a feat he can boast about for the rest of his life.

When he got home, he ran into Selena taking stock of the pile of treasures she had smuggled from the manor, laughing like a fool.

Without saying a word, Du Mu rushed forward and snatched it away.

Amid Selena's wails, he returned to his room, pulled out DC comics, movies, animations, and related materials he had bought from the Marvel server from his game inventory, and began to study them, looking for any suitable major crises he could participate in.

A few hours later, a cursing voice came from the room.

"Damn it, it restarted again!"