American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

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"I, I'm in some trouble..."

"That lousy place called Gotham is full of trouble every day. Please be more specific."

Clark briefly explained what had just happened, and Dane quickly responded.

"Hold on, wait for me."

Clark didn't understand, but he obeyed.

Less than two minutes later, just when Clark couldn't help but want to say something, a huge spaceship suddenly descended from the sky. Clark could see clearly that this was the one they found in Canada.

The spacecraft stayed in mid-air with the hatch at the rear open.

Dane's voice rang out again on the phone: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry and bring them to the medical bay!"

"Oh!"

Clark immediately came to his senses and flew into the cabin with the two laughing men.

The hatch of the spacecraft closed and it rose at an extremely fast speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, a peculiarly shaped sports car drove up to the place, and a burly man covered in a black battle suit stepped out of the car.

He saw the burning ruins before him and cried out to the sky:

"No——! Jason!"

Chapter 009 Joke.Is.On.You, Batman

On the spaceship, in the medical cabin.

Dane asked Clark to place Jason and his mother on the operating table separately.

He placed his palm above Jason's body, and a light radiated downward from his palm, revealing his internal organs wherever it shone as if through a lens.

"The clavicle, ribs, and shoulder blade were broken in multiple places, and one bone even pierced a lung."

"It's a miracle that he's still alive."

He thought about it, made a gesture with his hands, and a spell hit Jason, and he finally stopped laughing.

It seems that the "Dispel Abnormal Status Charm" can eliminate nerve gas like nitrous oxide, which makes the problem easier.

Thanks again for "The Wisdom of Solomon", it is really useful.

He used the same spell to remove Jason's mother's laughing gas, and when he was done he shouted into the air:

"Cortana, get ready and perform bone correction surgery on them."

"Okay, Dane."

Clark looked at him blankly: "Cortana?"

"I named her that. What do you think?"

"You can even name an AI?"

"How strange..."

Clark asked suspiciously, "When did you become so familiar with each other?"

"Today, when Cortana was teaching me."

"Oh, she's really smart. Kryptonians have a very high level of artificial intelligence technology!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Dane."

"You're welcome."

Clark watched Dane taking to his own spaceship like a duck in water, and felt like a minion...

Fortunately, he still has a father!

"By the way, who is this person?"

Dane asked casually. He had just heard Clark briefly introduce the process of what happened and had not had time to ask the name.

"The boy's name is Jason and the woman is his mother. That's all I know."

"Oh, Jay...uh, Jason?"

Dane suddenly reacted and stared at the man on the operating table. Is this Jason?

Was that the Jason he was thinking of? Two barrels?

To explain to friends who are not familiar with DC, Jason Todd is the second generation Robin.

After his death, he was resurrected as Red Hood, and his fans affectionately called him "Second Barrel" and "Brother Barrel".

He is one of the main characters in the game "Batman: Arkham Knight", the handsome Arkham Knight.

He calculated with his fingers and found that the second generation Robin in DCEU seemed to have died in the past two years.

In "BVS", Batman has a glass cabinet in the Batcave that contains a set of battle suits with "Hahaha, you're a joke Batman" written on it in yellow paint. That is the relic of the second generation Robin.

There's no doubt about it. Anyone that a villain like the Joker is trying so hard to kill is basically related to Batman. This person is definitely an idiot.

nice!

Dane patted Clark's shoulder in satisfaction, leaving him bewildered.

You see, doesn't this connect to Batman?

After Barrel Two recovers, they will bring him to see Bruce Wayne in good condition.

Mother. Surprise, is there?

…………

Gotham.

Batman drove the Batmobile and chased the sports car in front of him madly on the street. He didn't care how many facilities and buildings he crashed along the way.

Inside the chariot, Batman pursed his stern jaw tightly, gripping the steering wheel with both hands as if he wanted to break it.

There was a fire in his heart, a burning fire of revenge that could not be extinguished without the blood of his enemies.

At this moment, a cell phone rang in the car, and the caller ID showed that it was Commissioner Gordon.

He answered the phone.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Batman remains unmoved: "I'm hunting the Joker."

"No, you're destroying the city!"

Gordon watched the live footage from the helicopter and saw the countless infrastructure and private property of the citizens destroyed by the tanks. He felt his temples throbbing.

"Can't you be a little more careful? Just a little bit."

"He's running away!"

Batman said this and suddenly pressed a red button. The front of the Batmobile opened to both sides, revealing the cannon barrel in the middle.

Gordon was stunned. He cursed: "Holy. Shit..."

With a "bang", a flash of fire passed by, and the rear end of the sports car in front was lifted up by the shock wave of the explosion, and the whole car rolled forward.

It rolled several times until it came to a stop with all four wheels facing up.

Inside the car, the Joker felt like his whole body was falling apart, but he was not in pain.

He cried out in delight as he watched Batman's figure emerge from the flames.

"That's it, that's it, baby! Come here, come here!"

Batman arrived as he had hoped, grabbing the Joker's purple suit with both hands and lifting him into the air.

Then he growled in his deep voice, "You killed him!"

"To be precise, I killed him and his mother, and the family was reunited..."

Batman punches the Joker in the stomach, knocking out everything he ate at night.

The Joker laughed as he vomited, "Did you not eat, little Bat, or is little Robin not worth mentioning at all?"

Batman slammed him down hard, pressing his upper body close to Mother Earth. The Joker felt his head buzzing and his vision was a little blurry.

But he still had a smile on his face and even encouraged his opponents:

"Yes, that's it. Hatred? Regret?"

"You should hate your own powerlessness and regret your arrogance. Yes, if it weren't for you, little Robin wouldn't have died..."

"what--!"

Batman rode on the Joker and punched him again and again, beating him black and blue and leaving him unrecognizable.

But the Joker's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he looked at Batman as if he were looking at a work of art.

This work is just one step away from completion.

"Kill me, kill me now! Kill me with your hatred!"

But he failed to do so. Gordon arrived and he and his police officers came over. Five or six of them held Batman tightly and stopped him from continuing to beat the Joker.

"No! Let him go, let him go! Let him come! Let him kill me! Just one step, just one step!"

The Joker roared angrily. He had struggled, but his strength had long been exhausted by Batman's beating and the previous chase scene.

He could only watch himself being carried into the police car, missing his last chance.

After the Joker was sent away, Batman sat on the ground in despair, looking at the dark sky in silence.

First it was Barbara, then Jason, how many more people will he hurt?

Gordon saw him like this and knew that he was in a bad mood, so he asked his men to stay away and isolate the place.

He patted Batman's shoulder and left without a word of comfort.

They had worked together for many years, and Gordon knew what a strong man he was. He would not be defeated, and he did not need comfort.

A few minutes later, Batman stood up again, his stern face regained its composure, and he got into his chariot.

With the roar of its engine, the Batmobile left the scene.

At the same time, Jason Todd opened his eyes in the medical cabin.

He suddenly raised his upper body and felt severe pain all over his body.

"Please lie down. You just had surgery and need to rest."

Cortana's voice suddenly rang out in the cabin, startling him.

He turned his head and looked around, and when he saw his mother lying safely on the operating table, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally had time to take a good look at himself. When he raised his hand, he found that there were tubes inserted all over his body, and some green unknown liquid was entering his body through the tubes.

Jason frowned deeply. “What is this?”

"These are concentrated organic macromolecules used to repair wounds in your lungs and heal shattered bones and muscle tissue."

Cortana replied matter-of-factly.

"who are you?"

"I am the intelligent AI on this ship. My name is Cortana."

"Ship? What ship?"

Jason was sharp enough to notice the point, but Cortana didn't respond. The hatch opened, and a burly man in red walked in.

"It seems you are recovering well."

Jason didn't know him, but it was an indisputable fact that he had saved himself and his mother. He hesitated and said:

"Thank you…"

"You're welcome. I wasn't the one who saved you."

Dane moved aside, revealing Clark, still in his suit.