From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

Data center server rooms are the lifeblood of Pure White and one of its core assets. Who would dare to mess with them?

"Who is it? The Joker?"

His signature maniacal laughter flashed through his mind, causing his face to involuntarily darken.

“No, of course not. The Joker was badly beaten by you; he’ll be in the hospital for at least a few months.” Afu said an unexpected name, “It’s the Penguin. Young Master suspects he was the mastermind behind this sabotage.”

"Penguin Man..."

Leo took a sip of coffee.

The answer was reasonable, but it surprised him somewhat.

The villain's only superpower is "being good at taming birds".

Compared to the Joker or Bane, this guy's record is rather pathetic; basically, anyone could kick him while he's down...

And now he's stepping on his own?

Damn it, we've really been looked down upon!

Where is he? At the Iceberg Restaurant?

Leo's eyes narrowed dangerously, bearing a resemblance to V-Shaq's.

Just as Afu was about to answer, he saw the young master walking over, so he shut his mouth.

"I'm still gathering evidence of the Penguin's crimes; it's none of your business."

Batman takes off his mask and disguises himself as the playboy Bruce Wayne, and his deliberately intimidating deep voice is gone.

Leo rolled his eyes and downed his coffee in one gulp: "Fine, fine, it's your Gotham, you call the shots. But let me make this clear: if the Penguin dares to sabotage my data center, I'll blow up his Iceberg Restaurant. The way to deal with someone like him is to fight fire with fire, and I mean it!"

Bruce paused almost imperceptibly for a moment, taking note of his words.

Then, he said naturally, "I'm ready, we can go now."

Leo nodded, swiped half a plate of cookies, and stood up while wiping his mouth. His gaze shifted to Bruce, who paused slightly, "Why are you wearing glasses now?"

Bruce raised his hand to adjust his glasses.

As if a switch had been flipped, a flash of light appeared in the lens.

Leo instinctively turned on the scanner and, with eyesight several times more sensitive than the average person, saw the light screen reflected on the lens.

It turns out to be high-tech glasses that can provide real-time identity scanning.

"I integrated a facial recognition module into these glasses, which can connect to Gotham City's database to quickly confirm the suspect's identity."

The suspect nodded: "It's not bad, but it's far inferior to a real optical prosthetic eye. My eyes are comparable to those of a professional camera."

Bruce glanced at him, then turned and walked toward the elevator.

Leo bid a friendly farewell to Afu and quickly followed after him.

The two took the elevator directly to the underground parking garage.

Bruce's taste was clearly different from Alfred's; he chose a low-key Rolls-Royce Float and took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat.

Leo nonchalantly sat in the passenger seat, enjoying the chauffeured service of the world's highest-paid driver.

The luxury car drove out of Wayne Building and sped towards the northern suburbs.

Along the way, whenever we encountered a red light, passersby would take out their phones to take pictures of the vehicles; their enthusiasm was simply overwhelming.

“You should keep a low profile. We’re heading to a top-secret laboratory…” Leo complained.

Bruce kept his eyes straight ahead and said calmly, "I keep a low profile and don't drive a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost. Besides, you should know that as long as I show up, I won't escape the eyes of those who are interested. Rather than sneaking around and arousing suspicion, it's better to be open and honest, using one truth to cover up another."

Leo felt that there was some truth to what he said, but it couldn't hide the fact that he was showing off.

Got it… I'll buy a private hovercar when I get back. Next time I come, I'll let Batman ride it, but I won't sell it to him. I'll use high technology to bridge the gap in their wealth!

They chatted about random things along the way, and soon they arrived at the botanical research institute located in the suburbs.

Looking around, apart from the gilded plaque of "Blue Dream Corporation - Gotham City Branch" that is still visible in front of the main entrance, the rest of the space is covered with lush green plants.

Moreover, the vines that climb the walls form beautiful English phrases with their different colored leaves and branches.

—Batman is not allowed!

— Bats of any kind are not welcome!

Each phrase is marked with a bat icon, making the design quite unfriendly.

"The anti-Batman icon has been upgraded!"

Leo exclaimed in admiration and opened the car door in a good mood.

Meanwhile, Bruce ignored Poison Ivy's warning and swaggered toward the research institute.

Chapter 357 Batman's Signature Move - Creating Hidden Areas in Legitimate Buildings

"Leo!"

Having received advance notice, Poison Ivy and others waited at the entrance of the research institute. As soon as they saw Leo, they came out to greet him.

"Hi, Ivy!"

Leo responded enthusiastically, his eyes quickly scanning her up and down.

It was clear that Poison Ivy's complexion had improved significantly after regaining her freedom—her green skin radiated a vibrant glow, like the tender buds sprouting from willow trees by the river in early spring.

It's just that...her fashion sense is a bit too avant-garde.

On the outside is the researcher's favorite white lab coat, and inside is underwear woven from fresh plants.

Her exposed calves were covered with green "leaf-shaped stockings".

Her overall image can be described as quite environmentally friendly; while others consume oxygen through breathing, she produces oxygen through breathing.

Leo had to admit that, combined with her fiery red hair and alluring features, she possessed a unique kind of beauty.

Leo stopped three meters in front of her to attend to her "personaxia".

Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to move closer, opening her arms with a slightly stiff expression.

Leo was taken aback, and gave her a polite hug.

After a brief encounter, Poison Ivy shook her head and took two steps back, holding her forehead with one hand.

"Uh... Ivy, are you alright?" Leo asked with concern.

Poison Ivy shook her head slightly and took a deep breath: "I'm still a little unaccustomed to it, but I'm much better after the treatment."

Just as Leo was about to continue the conversation, he saw her turn her gaze away and adopt a cold, businesslike demeanor: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bruce."

This statement lacks sincerity and sounds perfunctory.

Bruce, who was a few steps behind Leo, was treated differently, but he seemed used to it and didn't mind: "Me too, it's nice to meet you, Ms. Ivy."

Bruce's arrival successfully dampened their enthusiasm for conversation, but it also helped get the topic back on track quickly.

Leo boasted, "Ivy, I brought the equipment that can perform gene editing. Our big plan will soon make progress."

“Very good, Wan…” Poison Ivy paused, glancing quickly at Bruce, “I’m also ready on my side, and have successfully catalyzed the suitable mutant gene. It’s not convenient to talk here, let’s go somewhere else.”

Leo saw the security personnel not far away and nodded in tacit agreement.

Subsequently,

The three of them had to go through multiple strict security checks before they were allowed to enter the research institute, even though they were all high-ranking personnel.

Leo noticed that the security level of the biological laboratory had been raised again compared to two weeks ago. In addition to professional security personnel, many intelligent detection devices had been added, forming two complementary yet independent security inspection systems.

Bruce's gaze swept over the various arrangements as he moved around, pondering any potential shortcomings:

"While you were busy procuring equipment, I upgraded this plant research institute again, and it is now one of the few BSL-4 laboratories in the world."

Leo nodded and quickly glanced at the small note that Chunbai had handed him.

"Hmm...not bad. Our research results are enough to change the world and deserve the highest level of protection."

Upon entering the research institute, they were taken directly to the core area via a genuine "green channel," with vibrant plants everywhere along the way.

They are all Poison Ivy's "eyes" and "assistants," forming a third line of defense.

Upon reaching the true core area, ordinary researchers were rarely seen, making it appear much quieter.

Poison Ivy stopped and turned to Leo: "Alright, where's the new equipment now? I can't wait!"

Leo glanced at Bruce out of the corner of his eye and recited the story they had agreed on on the way:

"It has already been transported to the secret underground laboratory via the freight channel. Go and get the seeds and all the experimental data. We'll go to the laboratory to check the equipment first."

Poison Ivy didn't think twice and turned to run: "Okay, okay, give me ten minutes, I'll be right there!"

After watching her leave, Bruce acted as a guide, leading Leo towards an elevator reserved for senior staff.

After entering the elevator, he pressed the open and close buttons simultaneously with both thumbs. After a few seconds, a soft "click" sound came from below the elevator panel, revealing a hidden panel.

This new panel has only one button, but it requires three recognition processes—palmprint, iris, and voiceprint—to be activated.

"Currently, this secret laboratory is only open to three people: me, you, and Poison Ivy. Of course, she doesn't know this place exists yet. I've sent her the entry procedure."

Hearing Bruce's explanation, Leo's cheeks twitched.

As expected of an old bat, its ability to hide secret chambers and dig burrows is unparalleled, with "hidden areas" everywhere.

After the elevator unlocks, it descends rapidly.

Based on the descent time, Leo deduced that the underground research lab was at least thirty meters deep, and possibly even fifty meters.

It's roughly five to six stories underground.

It feels a bit lacking. If we dig another hundred meters deeper, we could rename the Botanical Research Institute "The Hive," which would be a better fit for the Umbrella Corporation...

Ding--

After the elevator doors opened, there was a small room outside, and you could see a long corridor further away.

At Bruce's request, the two strictly followed laboratory regulations, changed into positive pressure protective suits inside a high-level biosafety cabinet, and underwent multiple rounds of disinfection before entering.

Looking around, it is a very high-end laboratory, fully equipped with all kinds of equipment and thoughtfully divided into several areas.

Leo didn't bother to take a closer look, because the protective suit made him feel uncomfortable.

"Don't waste time, quickly put the equipment on the empty test bench and start debugging."

"I know, don't rush me!"

Leo retorted, took off one glove, and removed all the devices with stickers, placing them in appropriate locations.

During this time, Bruce did not help at all, but just stood by and observed him, his naked eyes clearly showing ill intentions.

Leo couldn't take it anymore and glared at him: "What are you standing there for? Help me out! I'm sure you'll steal these devices as soon as I leave!"

“That’s not stealing. Don’t forget, I’m the investor and the major shareholder.” Bruce said, still not helping. “I haven’t even read the equipment manual. What do you expect me to do?”

Leo was also aware of this problem—he himself was unfamiliar with these devices, after all, he was a programmer, not a researcher.

[Let me handle this. Deploy two smart robots; it'll be done in five minutes.]

In critical moments, it's still Pure White who saves the day.

He waved his hand and released two round, intelligent robots to handle tasks such as wiring and debugging.

Before Poison Ivy arrived, the two robots successfully completed their task and disappeared beside Leo under Bruce's thoughtful gaze.

Chapter 358 Leo: "So amazing, Poison Ivy!"

"Wow, there's a secret laboratory underground in the research institute? Was this originally a military building?"

The Poison Ivy woman, who had rushed over, was also wearing a protective suit and looked around in surprise.

Since being promoted to chief researcher and head of the institute, she has treated the plant research institute as her own territory, not only planting plants everywhere, but also patrolling several times a day. She never expected that someone would tamper with it right under her nose.

"Wait, if there's a hidden area here, why didn't anyone tell me?" She looked at Bruce with displeasure. "I'm the head of the research institute; I have the right to know everything here!"

Bruce looked at her calmly: "You should have seen it when you came here. This place operates on BSL-4 standards. This means that the level of security here is comparable to a military base. Apart from me, only the two of you have the authority to enter here, and this is the first time it has been used today."

This passage perfectly answers Poison Ivy's question.

She could tell from the brand-new machines, with the plastic film still on their panels, that no one had ever been here before.

"Okay... I can accept that explanation. But what about later? Can't I bring assistants or researchers down with me?"

"Yes, but it must be subject to strict review - only with the unanimous approval of the three responsible persons can one enter here to work, and the strictest confidentiality agreement must be signed."