The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1253 The Farm of Justice (End)
In the office on the top floor of the Wayne Building, a golden lightning flashed across, and Barry's figure appeared behind Thomas. He let out a long breath, and then said:

"Are you still here? When you called me, your voice was hoarse. I thought you just woke up and ran to Wayne Manor, but Alfred told me that you were at the company."

After speaking, Barry took two steps back, looked Thomas up and down and said, "You haven't slept for a few days? Why don't you sleep? Does the air in this universe contain caffeine? Then why am I still sleepy every day?"

Thomas waved his hand, put his other hand on the root of his mountain, and said, "I came to you for a business, didn't you say that you want to find a way to leave this universe? Have you found it?"

"It can be considered to be found." Barry said hesitantly: "I think Professor Schiller should have a solution, but he hasn't told me yet, are you in a hurry to leave?"

"No, I just want to tell you that if you find a way, you can go first, and I will stay here for a while."

"Why?" Barry asked in surprise. He didn't think Thomas was greedy for the comfort of this world. Every Batman in this world has his own Gotham. No matter how bad their own world is, they will never give up.

"I have to figure out some problems here, for example, how the Gotham building renovation project is implemented, how are the super criminals dealt with, how are the dark clouds dispersed? How did Gotham become better..."

Thomas took a deep breath, sat on the sofa, supported his knees with his hands and said, "Maybe you think that Batman is an extremely arrogant person who doesn't listen to other people's opinions at all, but I just don't have time to listen to others." Unreal depiction."

"Everyone else says they have a way to make Gotham better. I don't believe it. If the method they say can really work, Gotham will be better a long time ago, but if one day Gotham really gets better , I must know the method, even if it cannot be copied directly, it must be of reference value."

"Oh, I see." Barry nodded and said, "Are you going to copy the answer? Or copy the answer from your own son?"

"When will you understand that silence is golden?" Thomas turned his head away.

"Well, if that's what you're talking about, I get it. I'll tell you before I leave. If you want to leave, just find a way to contact me. You can definitely think of a way, right?"

"It's not just about this." Thomas turned his head to look at Barry who was standing by the window and said, "Bruce just called me and said that he has something to ask you. This is his address. You'd better go see him."

Barry took the note from Thomas, glanced at the address on it and said, "They're in Mexico? Well, it's not far away, so I'm leaving."

In an instant, golden lightning flashed away, and Bruce, who was working in the warehouse, looked up at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Barry's eyes were even more surprised, because he had never seen such a Batman before. Bruce in front of him was not wearing his black and smeared Batman suit, but was wearing overalls, with a wrench in his hand, sleeves and trouser legs. Oil spots all over the top, like a truck driver.

"You brought Thomas into this universe?" Bruce asked.

"Yes, I am the Flash from another universe, nice to meet you."

Barry stood there and nodded to Bruce, and then he looked at Bruce's slowly outstretched hand in shock.

Barry pointed at the hand with trembling fingertips, then pointed at himself, then pointed at the hand again, as if suddenly dumb, unable to say anything.

Bruce also looked down at his hand, paused, then took off the slightly dirty glove with the other hand, and passed it forward again.

Barry still didn't react, he froze on the spot and didn't move, but at this moment, Clark rushed in angrily, looked at Barry and said, "Why are you so rude? Someone reached out to you to shake your hand, how could you not?" What's the reaction?!"

Then Clark walked up to Bruce and said, "Don't worry about it, Bruce, it's not your problem. You've done a good job. The first time you meet someone is to shake hands."

"And you also learned that you have to take off your dirty gloves before you can shake hands with others, which is awesome!"

Barry stared blankly at Clark, but unexpectedly, Diana also came out from behind the tractor on the other side, stared at Barry with unfriendly eyes and said, "When you meet a new friend for the first time, you really should shake hands, unless it's not a friend. but the enemy."

"No, wait a minute, Diana, don't take the noose out, I mean, uh... You probably don't know Batman well, I have experience that he actually..."

Bruce paused his hand in mid-air for a while as usual, then retracted it, without looking at Barry, and continued to work back.

Clark glanced at Bruce's movements, and the scowl on his face could hardly be concealed.

"You broke his heart!" Clark said, raising his voice. "He's a mental patient. He even shakes people's hands! How can you treat him like this?! Don't you have any empathy?! Indifference makes people become Become a devil!"

Barry kept gesticulating with his hands, opening and closing his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. He pointed his finger at himself and then at Bruce, and the grievance on his face almost turned into tears.

"But, but in other universes, Batman doesn't shake hands with people. When he stretches out his hand, it means that he has an electric shock device in his hand, and he wants to knock you down..."

"Stereotype!" Diana said emphatically, "What I hate the most is people who act according to stereotypes! Is he the Batman you know? Or do you have any evidence that he has Shock device?"

"Did you make a mistake?" Barry was about to jump up anxiously: "In the past, you were always on my side! In other universes, you also suffered greatly!"

Clark walked aside, picked up the ax to help Bruce split the wood, and said, "Then you can go back and forth, you don't need your help here."

"But obviously he asked me to come." Barry was even more aggrieved.

"He thought you were reliable, that's why he wanted you to help, but he didn't expect you to be a person with rigid thinking and inflexible brains, and you couldn't even figure out the current situation." Hal walked in through the door, Oliver walked behind him.

"Haven't you realized that this universe is different from other universes after all this time?" Hal rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, Bruce, your genius project is going to die before it even gets started, this guy is unreliable .”

Barry was so angry that he immediately wanted to refute loudly, but at this moment Oliver said, "Okay, stop arguing, what's the point of arguing about this?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Barry and said, "Since the Bruce of this world is willing to shake hands with you, why don't you shake hands with him? What's so difficult about that?"

Then he looked at Bruce again and said, "Since you are the one asking for something, please be considerate of the other party. It takes some time to do as the Romans do, doesn't it?"

Bruce glanced at Oliver, then stood up again and held out his hand again.

Barry had nothing to say now, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand tremblingly. Just as his fingertips touched Bruce's, he retracted it like an electric shock.

As a result, everyone immediately received disapproving eyes.

Barry was about to cry, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hand tremblingly, and firmly held Bruce's hand together.

Clark snorted and said, "Thank you for the handshake, it didn't turn you into an indifferent devil."

Bruce looked into Barry's eyes and said, "I heard from Thomas that you have the ability to travel through the universe?"

Barry was distracted by the previous series of operations, and felt very tired. He nodded instinctively and said, "But I didn't bring Thomas here, it was Professor Speed, but I do have this ability. "

"Then can you take other people through the universe?"

"Alright, what do you want to do?"

After asking this sentence, Barry froze completely in place, because he saw Bruce on the opposite side showing a smile.

Two days later, the first rain in the Ameka River Basin finally came. The rain in a tropical climate is sticky and wet. The first rain was not heavy, but it lasted all night.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sun had just risen from the horizon, two figures walked on the ridge of the field against the light.

Oliver pointed to a large field next to a tributary of the Ameka River, and said to Schiller beside him: "Look, that's over there, all the corn is planted there, and some wheat is planted on the other side..."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Schiller's profile and said, "The spring plowing has been completed, and the seeds are in good condition to germinate. The weather this year is also very good, and the weather is favorable. There will definitely be a good harvest."

"Professor, I didn't want to contact you before, just because I was afraid that you would get into trouble, but now, you must come and see our results with your own eyes, and here is your share." Oliver said very sincerely.

"That's why I came here." Schiller said, looking into the distance, "This is a historic moment. This devastated land has finally planted new seeds, and everything will be fine."

While Schiller was looking at the scenery on the skyline intently, Oliver made a gesture with a hand behind his back, and several black shadows rushed past in the woods beside him.

"Professor, come with me here, we have a special experimental field there, I must invite you to take a look..."

"Experimental field? What kind of plant?" Schiller felt a little curious, and Oliver smiled, shook his head and said, "You will find out as soon as you come with me."

Oliver led Schiller to the center of a field. Just as Schiller knelt down to check the germinated seeds in the ground, Oliver suddenly took two steps back, and a shadow fell over Schiller's head.

"The target is in place, let's do it!"

Schiller didn't react right away, because this was a very empty land with nothing, and there was no possibility of an ambush.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw Clark and Diana flying above his head.

The next second, Clark took Oliver away. Schiller turned his head and saw a long-haired figure standing on the field not far from him, reaching out and gently shaking the field.

Numerous buds burst out of the ground, growing into one majestic plant after another at an extremely fast speed invisible to the naked eye.

In an instant, Schiller was overwhelmed by broccoli that blotted out the sky.

"Great job, Pamela! Emergency restrictions are in effect! Bruce, where are you?"

Hearing the familiar name, Schiller instinctively looked up, above the shadow of the huge broccoli, Bruce looked down at him.

But what is clearer than Bruce's figure is the huge broccoli one after another, because they are so huge, they are so high-definition.

In an instant, the strong allergic reaction brought by the broccoli made Schiller's eyes go black. He gritted his teeth and stared at Bruce and said, "Do you think this trick will work?!"

In the next second, Schiller froze for a moment, but Bruce was not surprised by his switch of personality, he just whispered: "The second group is ready."

Arrogant and panicked in the hall of thinking, he went down in a panic, wanting to return to the hall of thinking and find other personalities to take over.

But as soon as he went down one floor, he was stunned by the sight in front of him. A luxuriant tree grew in the center of the thinking hall, or rather, it was not a big tree, but a huge broccoli.

Haughty crouched on the railing, staring wide-eyed at the broccoli's gigantic canopy.

With a "snap", the gardening ladder reached the railing of the corridor, Greedy with the gardening shears in his hand showed a bright smile at Arrogance, and said:

"Remember the last time you dropped the tower in Hell? This is my newly established security measure, isn't it good?"

Arrogant rushed up, pulled Greed off the gardening ladder, quickly climbed down the ladder, then staggered to the side of the hole in the ground, and jumped down quickly.

In an instant, it was pitch black, and the sky was spinning. After opening his eyes, Schiller found himself in a dream world, with a blue sky and white clouds above his head.

And beyond the head, it's all broccoli.

Constantine's shocked and surprised voice came from Schiller's head:

"Damn it, the emergency restrictions that Bruce said are really circles around broccoli??"

"What the hell are you trying to do?!!" Schiller yelled, standing in the middle of a circle of broccoli.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy before his eyes, and all the scenery blurred into a golden light. Barry's voice came from Schiller's ear:

"Sorry, professor, they made me do it, it might be a little bumpy as the Speed ​​Force travels through the universe, but it'll be fine soon... oh, we're there!"

"boom!"

"Uh!"

When Schiller opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of pointed ears and two downward corners of his mouth.

This picture gradually shrunk and was reflected on the movie screen. At this time, the theater in the thinking hall was very lively.

Greed raised a bucket of popcorn and yelled, "Who wants it?!"

"Give me one first!" Harry immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"Me too!" Constantine also leaned over.

"Huh... scared me to death." Barry patted his chest, sat down next to Bruce's seat, and shouted loudly:

"You don't know how scary the way he looked at me at the end, you can't blame me for not shaking hands with you this time!"

Bruce glances at Barry, then returns his gaze to the screen.

Looking at Batman in Schiller's No.1 perspective, Bruce shook his head and whispered:
"The face is really ugly."

　(devil's whisper)

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