hotmtlnovel Chapter 2488: Battle for the Cloak (44)
Chapter 2488: Battle for the Cloak (44)
Chapter 2488: Battle for the Cloak (Forty-four)
Jason ate two large pieces of muffins, not because the muffins were really delicious, but because his nose was blocked and his throat was sore. Jason couldn't taste anything now, and nothing tasted good. He was not really hungry, but his reason told him that he had to eat more to replenish his energy so that he could get better faster.
Not only that, he also ate a plate of ham, a freshly baked meat pie, two fried eggs and a large glass of milk. Only when his body told him that he was completely full did he turn around and sit on the sofa in a normal posture to allow the food to digest quickly.
Fortunately, it was not too late at this time, so Uncle Ben drove to pull up the Christmas tree. Spider-Man helped his aunt with the cleaning, but Christmas supplies and ingredients had to be bought tomorrow.
Jason soon fell asleep while leaning on the sofa. The light and shadow of the TV series were flowing on his face. The sound of the news report rang in his ears again. "The Claw Killer has once again attacked a small town in the south. Two children who witnessed the incident said that they saw him crawl out of the closet. He had a long dagger in his hand and what seemed to be burn scars on his face. The governments of various states have issued warning notices. Residents of New Jersey need to pay special attention..."
Jason felt a dark shadow blocking the TV. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Spider-Man holding a broom in one hand and his other hand on his waist, watching the news carefully.
Spider-Man sat down next to Jason, sighed and said, "This killer is too abominable. He only targets children. And he seems to be active in New York. Christmas is almost here. What should we do?"
"He seems to be chasing me." Jason tried to clear his throat and said, "Don't forget, we are in a dream now."
Spider-Man was stunned for a moment, and then he said as if he had suddenly realized something: "Oh, yes, we are in a dream now. Oh my God, this dream is so real. I thought I was really spending Christmas at home."
"I don't think it's that simple." Spider-Man scratched his head, threw the broom aside, picked up the pillow and rubbed it, saying, "This dream is a little too real. Even those hard-to-clean corners in my house are exactly the same."
Jason wanted to say that it was probably because you remembered these sanitary blind spots so clearly that it was restored so similarly, but now his throat could not support him to say such a long sentence.
"I'd love to know what's going on," Spider-Man said. "If the fog is dragging us into the dream, what's its purpose?"
Jason had thought about this question before, but his focus was more on Batman. If they were in the same dream now, and the culprit of the dream was the thick fog, it would prove that they were all exposed to the same fog.
This means that Batman is not dead and has most likely returned to Gotham, but no one knows where he is now. If we can find Batman's current location through contact in the dream, we can rescue him.
But speculation is just speculation. Jason now has no ability to turn speculation into reality. He can't even stand up now and needs at least a few days of rest.
In just a short while of talking, Jason fell asleep again. In his dream, he vaguely saw the flash of the dagger blade seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, but this time Jason just wanted to sleep, so no specific image formed in his dream.
If being in a coma can make one immune to the effects of the killer, then this cold comes at a really good time, Jason thought. Anyway, he should go to sleep first.
After another sleepy sleep, Jason suddenly heard a bang. He opened his eyes and saw a terrifying figure standing in front of the window. It was a man wearing a hat, with claws formed by daggers in his hands and his skin full of burn marks. The moonlight shining in from the window was even more terrifying.
Jason tried hard to open his eyes and straighten his body, but the figure came closer and closer, stretching out his hands full of blades, as if he wanted to chop off Jason's head.
Jason kept dodging backwards, but he was so drowsy and weak that he couldn't even stand up, and he was completely unable to avoid the killer's attack.
With a swish, the blade flashed coldly, and before the intense pain could really occur, Jason was already awakened by the fright.
When he turned around again, he found that he had been moved to the bedroom. The bedroom table had been moved out, and a mattress was placed under the upper bunk, covered with soft bedding.
The swishing sound Jason heard was made by Spider-Man, who was squatting beside him and fiddling with the spider web shooter. Spider-Man looked up and saw that Jason had woken up, so he asked, "Why are you awake at this time? Are you thirsty? Let me get you a glass of water."
"Where are you going?" Jason asked with a frown, because Spider-Man had put on his battle suit again and was adjusting his equipment, obviously about to go out.
"Me? I'm just, uh...going for a walk." Spider-Man said, "Just a walk or something. I ate too much and needed to digest it."
"Murderer?" Jason pointed out bluntly that Spider-Man wanted to investigate the murderer.
"Well, I can't hide it from you." Spider-Man sighed and said, "This matter has to be resolved, right?"
"This is a dream." Jason said. What he meant was that this entire city was not real, and the killer might just be the embodiment of some nightmare. He would not really threaten anyone, and there was no need to investigate him.
It was actually difficult for him to tell whether this thought was to dissuade Spider-Man or to comfort himself. Anyway, all this was just a dream, not real, so it didn't matter if he lay here recuperating. No one would really get hurt anyway.
"That's not the case." Spider-Man said, "Generally speaking, dreams are dreamed by one person, right? I've never heard of two people meeting in the same dream. This is because dreams are the product of our thinking, and thinking is virtual."
"But now it's obviously not the case. We both entered the same dream. Not only did we meet, but we also ran into Batman, who we never met in reality. This proves that this is not just a dream."
Jason thought Spider-Man would have something to say about the reality of this world, but Spider-Man said, "If we can all come here, meet here and do something together, it proves that this may not be a virtual dream, but a parallel universe, just like the other universes."
"If this is the case, then the danger faced by the people here is not fake and will not disappear just because we leave. Then of course we have to think of a solution."
Jason instinctively wanted to ask him what kind of investigation he had done to reach this conclusion, and whether he had any concrete evidence, but he knew he didn't need to ask because Spider-Man certainly didn't have any.
Spider-Man left anyway, and Jason fell asleep again. For the next few hours, he was half asleep and half awake, and sometimes he saw a terrifying figure with claws flash by.
The other party seemed to want to get close to him, but was trapped by something and kept flashing, running, appearing and disappearing.
It doesn’t matter, it’s just a dream anyway, Jason thought, when the fog dissipates and he really wakes up, everything will return to normal.
"He's not dreaming." In the safe house of Arkham Universe Batman, Batman checked the eye movement status of Arkham Batman and said, "Dreams are an unconscious thinking activity. There should be detectable brain waves, but there are none now. His soul is not in his body at all."
"What do you think is going on?" Poison Ivy obviously realized that something was wrong. She said, "This thick fog has lasted for too long. It's more than three times longer than before. Will the fog never dissipate?"
Batman shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't know. He knew there must be something wrong with the fog, otherwise it wouldn't break the previous pattern so easily.
Batman had already made some associations, because he had seen a tarot card with a thick fog pattern printed on it from Dr. Soship before. It was not such a coincidence that both parties were using fog. They were very likely the same entity.
Combined with the characteristics of the members of the Dark Council, it is entirely possible to infer that the culprit for the arrival of the fog is the Nameless Mist, a member of the Dark Council. This is most likely the work of Barbatos again.
But if Barbatos wanted to launch a large-scale invasion, he would not have to create such ambiguous mysterious phenomena, let alone make the thick fog appear and disappear. He must have done this for a purpose, and he would not change the rules until this purpose was achieved.
But now the large-scale arrival of thick fog has shown some completely different patterns from before, which proves that some accidents must have happened that these masterminds behind the scenes did not expect.
What could this accident be?
To know this, Batman naturally has to find someone, that is Dr. Soship who had helped him contact the fog before.
However, Arkham Batman's body cannot be left like this. For some reason, Batman suggested that he could prepare a solution that could accelerate the healing of external wounds to heal Arkham Batman's wounds, but was rejected by Arkham Batman. Now that his soul is no longer here, Batman can soak him in a medicine jar.
Of course Batman could sense that Arkham Batman's abnormal mental state must be due to Jason's matter, so he knew that it would be useless to try to persuade him. But this was his universe after all, and the role he played was very important. He could take this opportunity to at least adjust his physical condition first.
Batman returned to the Batcave with the body of Arkham Batman, but at this time all the Robins had left, leaving only Alfred.
When Alfred saw the wounded Arkham Batman, his eyes became heavier, but he said nothing. He helped Batman prepare the solution and soaked Arkham Batman's body in it.
If you want to go to Oxford in England, without the means of magical teleportation, it would definitely be too late to fly a plane. No matter how fast the Batplane is, it will take some time to get there. And Batman knows who is the fastest flyer in the world.
In a previous communication with Robin, Batman learned that Clark was one of the reinforcements they brought, but Clark went straight to Washington as soon as he landed. Like the fallen Superman, he just wanted to rescue Batman as soon as possible while there was still a chance of recovery.
Batman knew that Clark was unlikely to save Arkham Batman, because no matter who did it, they would never let Superman appear where he shouldn't be. The fallen Superman was the best example.
But now Batman needs Clark's power, so he has to find a way to find him. Now the city is blocked by thick fog, most of the communication equipment cannot be used, and Superman's super hearing and vision may also be limited. So the only way is to test the tacit understanding between the two.
If Clark failed to save the people, or encountered any other troubles, he would definitely think of finding Batman first and letting Superman find him, which is much easier than him finding Superman. After all, it is not that difficult for Superman to break the illusion in the thick fog.
Just as Batman expected, Clark did not save the people, and he did want to find Batman the first time he encountered obstacles, but he looked for Batwoman.
(End of this chapter)