Listen to the space-time administration

Chapter 519 Christmas Helper

When being hugged by the man in front of him, Bruce still tensed up because he couldn't believe that his father Thomas Wayne, who had died in Gotham City's Crime Alley, was actually standing in front of him alive.

A sharp knife popped out of the cuff of his left hand. The knife was very light, like a hairpin, and could be easily hidden in the folds of clothes.

The training of a ninja master allowed him to master most of the world's assassination and disguise methods. The situation in front of him was very consistent with the descriptions about mental influence or illusion he had seen in the Assassin's Codex.

Bruce quietly inserted the knife into his thigh and even twisted it a few times.

The best way to relieve hallucinations is to use will and physical pain, which can be the fastest way to wake up from conscious hallucinations.

Silently reciting the assassin's mantra to gather his energy in his heart, Bruce suddenly opened his eyes, but his father's loving and caring eyes were still in front of him.

Thomas Wayne looked at his child with satisfaction, but he was also filled with guilt for the child.After they died, little Bruce was left alone to live a difficult life. Although Alfred was a dedicated housekeeper, he still lacked the care of his parents.

Holding Bruce's hand, Thomas looked at the blood on his child's hands and felt even more uncomfortable.

At this time, a bottle of life potion was handed over. Tony Stark blinked and said, "If my old man saw me doing this, he would turn away immediately."

Thomas' face was full of doubts before he could say his words of thanks.

Tony and Howard's affairs are no secret among high-level security clearances, and even the Wayne and Stark families have similar experiences in history.

After giving the life potion to Bruce and explaining how to use it, Thomas asked doubtfully: "I don't think Howard is that kind of person? He also cares about you..."

Tony shrugged and said, "Yeah, but the old man never says it, and he won't be so gentle. If I do something like this, he will only suspect that something has taken over my brain, or that my brain is simply broken. .”

Tony pointed at Bruce's hand, as if he was talking about the cruelty of his old guy.But in Bruce's mind, it had a different meaning.

I have experienced so many weird things, and I still suspect that everything is fake. I am either delusional or neurotic.

Thomas smiled and patted Bruce on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. He's used to being independent. It's normal that he hasn't accepted it yet. Oh, maybe I should take a leave of absence?"

"Come with me, Bruce, and you'll know everything."

Thomas gave his children time, and he was ready to take Bruce to witness all this.

The first stop was still the foyer, where Thomas found Jonathan Kent who had just received Bruce.

"Hey, old Kent, this is my son!"

Thomas was like introducing his outstanding children to the neighbors, greeting everyone he met.

Kent responded enthusiastically: "Haha, that's great. I don't know when I will be able to see my little guy."

"That depends on luck. Maybe you can go back and have a look."

"Besides, children have their own choices. It would be great if he could be as reassuring as your child."

Thomas looked back helplessly and said, "I hope he can become a rich second generation prodigal!"

The two old guys, who were over fifty years old, seemed to have forgotten the children following them, and started to communicate whose children were more reassuring.

Slowly, we started to compare, whose child was smarter, whose child was cuter when they were young...

"Can you wait until the dinner table to talk about it? Your children's feet are starting to hit the floor..."

A somewhat annoying voice suddenly broke in, causing both fathers to sigh at the same time.

"Fortunately he doesn't look like the Howard boy!"

"Yep!"

"Hey, hey, hey! I am a genius who entered UMass at the age of 15! Up to now, I have set the record for the highest graduation score from UMass!"

Thomas Wayne patted Bruce on the back and said, "Bruce tell him how many degrees you have!"

After a brief pause, Bruce Wayne said silently: "If necessary, I can get 21 different degrees in engineering, medicine, biology, history, etc. right away. In half a year, I can get a few more."

Hearing this, Thomas's eyebrows almost rose with joy.

Tony waved his hand and said: "Do you still need something like a degree now? Let's go, old guy, finish it early so that you can go to accompany your son early."

The transparent cube slowly fell in front of the three people, and Tony and the two Waynes stepped inside.

The transparent square began to move in other directions, and in this private space, Thomas pointed to the environment below and explained: "The full name of this place is the Seventh District Immigration Administration. As you can see, this place is dedicated to receiving non-human races and special people." A place for human beings." "You should also know the multiverse theory. Life in different universes is different. At the same time, you don't have to worry about misidentifying your parents in other worlds. Do you remember the defect form you filled out before?"

Bruce nodded. The missing form just now was like filling in keywords. A few words would often jump to other content.

"That is a kind of authentication procedure. There is a special secret treasure in the Space and Time Administration, which records all the information of the entire universe. The information in different universes is different, so some keywords need to be used to lock the source universe and personal identity. "

"I deliberately set up search keywords in the system so that whenever my real child or the Alfred I know arrives, I will know immediately."

“I just set it up casually, but I didn’t expect it to actually work.”

The transparent cube passed through the entire space. Thomas suddenly turned serious in one direction, and Tony beside him also had a compact expression.

In a larger transparent cube, a person was fighting for snacks with a large shark. The two were even fighting. The person directly put his hand into the shark's mouth and forcibly removed it from the shark's teeth. He took out the snack and was snatched away by a nimble white cat.

As if feeling the gaze directed at him, Rorschach held down the shark with one hand and greeted the three of them with the other hand.

At the same time, the white cat appeared in the cube of the three people after a flash of rainbow light.

'Meow'

Nyan Cat dropped a personal terminal, turned around lightly, and left.

Picking up the personal terminal and handing it to Bruce, Thomas said: "Okay, now I don't need to think about what leaks are. You can see for yourself. What the director gave should have high authority."

Bruce fiddled with this personal terminal without any instruction, and some systematic contents began to gradually form a comprehensive understanding in his mind.

Bruce asked: "Is he the director of the Seventh District Immigration Administration?"

"No, the director of District [-] is Simmons, a young man as tough as you. He is the director of the Space-Time Administration. It is said that the director is more like the master of the multiverse. You can know it by reading back. Although you can see It seems very unreliable, but the entire organization that manages the multiverse rests on his shoulders..."

Thomas pasted his ID on the outer wall of the cube and turned the cube into another passage.

Looking at Thomas and the young man with a similar face next to him, Rorschach knew clearly who the person in front of him was, the Batman who represented wisdom, strategy, and the pinnacle of mankind.

Batman's arrival was not planned by Rorschach. Rorschach didn't even plan it at all. He just placed the portal's targets in all worlds.

This was a risky move and a well-thought-out plan.

There were originally plans to make District [-] independent, but now they are just following the trend.Rorschach's main purpose is to obtain information about all worlds, thereby making up for the lack of an encyclopedia.

In the previous operation, Howard used the Holy Ark to destroy the star field near Pandora, and even the encyclopedia was damaged. Although there were only a few missing words, after Odin's guidance, Rorschach discovered what kind of thing this was. Loss.

The encyclopedia beside Rorschach represents the power that words can carry. At first, Rorschach didn't care, but he didn't realize it at all, but now, it's too late to regret.

So Rorschach used the communication in District [-] to organize the information of all worlds into fill-in-the-blank questions, and let these lucky people from the original world complete the missing items in the encyclopedia for him.

Rorschach took out the encyclopedia from Little Shark's belly, looked at the gaps that had been filled, and sighed with regret, not knowing when it would be truly completed.

After leaving, Bruce carefully looked at the content on his personal terminal and gradually began to believe it all.

Until the transparent cube left District [-] and stopped on a vast grassland.

The Santa Claus just now was still pouring wine, and even poured a bucket for the elk beside him.

Beside the elk, a large orange cat was lying on the edge of the wine barrel, sticking out its tongue to lick the wine inside.

When Tony saw the orange cat, he walked up behind the orange cat with a smile, and made a loud sound that made the orange cat jump.

The orange cat jumped up and opened its mouth wide, spitting out many tentacles and swallowing Stark.

Bruce stopped. He felt that this was a false hallucination again.

"It doesn't matter. Tony has this kind of personality. That orange cat is a beast that eats elements. Its stomach is connected to the entire universe. Tony just went to get something."

Not long after Thomas finished his introduction, he saw the orange cat element-devouring beast vomiting out Tony and a whole group of weird creatures from its mouth like a ball of hair.

Those monsters have thick forelimbs to support their bodies, and weak hind limbs that can only help them walk. On their fangs and sharp mouths, there is a pair of humanoid hands that tightly cover their mouths.

Thomas Wayne walked up to Santa Claus, pointed at the monsters and said, "They are your helpers..."

(End of this chapter)