The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

At the Raccoon City Hive Base, Batwoman not only copied all the information in the Red Queen, but also made a copy of the artificial intelligence itself. The Wayne Group has a big business, and some of them have system engineers to provide technical support. Therefore, after some "technical training", the "Red Bat" was officially born soon; at the same time, its original image of a little girl has been completely changed, becoming...

Another little girl.

This is the stubbornness of the old butler Alfred. He hopes to see more babies in the house to satisfy his fantasy of a prosperous, happy and harmonious future for the Wayne family. It's a pity that Red Bat still speaks coldly and can't even act coquettishly.

“…Make a bucket list.”

Brucey's tone was also cold.

"The list is displayed."

The little face on the screen disappeared, replaced by a long row of characters and pictures, including buildings, faces, BOW, and many, many document photos. After more than half a year of sorting, all kinds of data buried in the Red Queen were gradually filtered and classified, and compiled into a list for Batwoman to analyze and choose her own action targets. Excluding most of the targets that have been voluntarily closed, surrendered, and exterminated by law enforcement forces from various countries in the past six months or so, dozens of names have been marked as red lines in a long list. This is Bruce's personal victory.

And one of the huge cruise ships is exactly the target of Batwoman’s actions these days:

"Spencer".

In order to transport biological weapons around the world, the Umbrella Group has established a huge maritime logistics system. On the surface, they established the Paraguas (Spanish: Umbrella) shipping company and continued to expand its scale by acquiring competitors; but secretly, the umbrella company would refit various large cruise ships and cargo ships it acquired. To serve as transport carriers and mobile laboratories.

The Spencer is a prime example.

It is disguised as a luxury cruise ship. In addition to being used by senior employees of the Umbrella Group, it can also be used as an entertainment venue for celebrities and rich people. Needless to say the influence of the Umbrella Group at its peak, the Spencer cruise ship made a lot of money every time it sailed just from eating, drinking and having fun.

But no one could have imagined that there were a bunch of monsters hidden under the cabin.

In order to complete this operation, Batwoman not only used Wayne Group's artificial satellites for tracking, but also spent money to hire a fleet of armed ships to ensure that some unlucky crew members who accidentally fell into the water could escape. Of course, for Brucey, it is completely unnecessary to penetrate the entire cruise ship. She only needs to completely paralyze the power system and then send the distress signal. The few fleeing Umbrella executives in the VIP cabin were the main targets. As long as they pried their mouths open, he could gain more key information.

It's like exploring a complex spider web from the center. If you touch a node, you can find a larger piece.

"You might consider looking for help next time."

Ah Fu didn't care about the screen at all. This list was compiled by him under the leadership of the Red Queen. The old housekeeper just looked at his young lady's tired face and began to sigh again: "Since your main mission has been upgraded from a city vigilante to a fight against biochemical terrorism, you still have to think about a basic team, right? Just a little With Hong’s current level of intelligence, there are many things it can’t help with.”

"Afu, I have no intention of leaving Gotham alone."

"I understand, Miss Wayne. But after all, a person's energy is limited and it is impossible to take care of everything at the same time. After more than half a year, you are also aware of your physical condition." Ah Fu frowned. This was not the first time the two of them talked about it. This topic, but this time he did not intend to stop: "Fatigue will accumulate. This is not just a physical problem, but a multi-faceted impact. It will slowly delay the reaction and crush the nerves. Just like this time The mission is the same, even if I can remotely control the Bat Fighter, I can't stand by your side."

Bruce didn't say anything, she knew what Ah Fu was talking about.

This cruise ship invasion was indeed somewhat unexpected. Under the influence of a series of factors such as gunfights, explosions, and panic, the BOW at the bottom of the cabin broke through the storage tank. Fortunately, Brucey had rich experience. She had gone through the purgatory of Raccoon City and had already updated her weapons and equipment several times. In the end, she settled the matter and did not let those BOWs rush out to massacre the crew. This result was not very good. The bottom cabin was completely destroyed. The cruise ship started the countdown to its end just like the Titanic. Batwoman had to force an armed fleet to approach and rescue those escapees.

The price is that the whole person is exhausted and paralyzed.

Passed out directly in the Batfighter.

For the old butler Alfred, although technology and electronic equipment are useful, they are not as reliable as battle-hardened soldiers. There may be problems with a computer. The new Batfighter itself is still in the experimental stage. If it encounters a fault such as remote control signal interruption, there is no guarantee that Batwoman will become a real person in her sleep. sea ​​bat”.

"We don't have the right person yet."

Sitting on the sofa chair, Bruce slowly closed her eyelids: "Besides, even if we set up a separate operations base outside, there are still many things to worry about."

"Miss Wayne, you know that's not what I meant." His vision fell into darkness. Alfred's voice became a little ethereal: "This is no longer a detective solving a case. Counter-terrorism is a war, and war will kill people. Although you insist on the previous non-lethal fighting methods, things will not change." It goes so well every time. Although I still believe that you should not set foot in this field, if you insist on continuing to participate, then I think... you do need comrades."

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For the people of this small Romanian village, the massive earthquake that occurred a few days ago was unprecedented. This place has not experienced many earthquakes in its history. Why was it so violent all of a sudden? The mountain shook and the ground shook for most of the day. The young people were a little better, but the old people basically started to kneel down and pray, praying that the disaster would be spared.

I don’t know if it was really the blessing of the Black God, but nothing else happened until the earthquake ended. The frightened villagers packed up their houses and hesitated for a while. Finally, someone walked out of the village with weapons in hand, only to find that a large area of ​​land in the southwest had collapsed. The hills and forests in the past have all disappeared now, leaving only huge pits.

This is not over yet.

Deep ravines spread from the collapse site to the southeast, completely isolating the village from Dimitrescu Castle. No one knew what happened. Logically speaking, if such a big thing happened, the mother goddess Miranda would definitely show up. But in the next few days, nothing happened, even the werewolves completely lost their trace.

......

The midday sun shines against the broken wall into the depths of the cave, illuminating the gray-white remains of fungal roots. The entire cave was quiet. At one of the entrances, several pieces of broken long-handled spiked round hammers looked a bit awkward. Its owner has disappeared, but looking at the appearance of this thing, it must have been treated violently.

Not long after, a soft singing sounded in the cave.

It's just that the lyrics are a bit inappropriate.

"The big windmill is squeaking and squeaking~ the scenery here~ is so~~ beautiful~~~" A naked man appeared from the steps, walked down with dancing steps, and the song he sang suddenly changed to Chant: "But he is dead! They are all dead - Oh, mother! Come and take away your poor child... Eva, my Eva!"

She suddenly turned around and disappeared into the small hole. After a while, another parchment letter appeared: "My poor little Eva, mother misses you so much. You must be lonely, right?"

"Uuuuuuuuah...Mom, I'm so lonely!"

The woman pinched her throat and asked and answered herself, but just after saying this, the letter slipped from her hand, and her delicate snow-white skin instantly decomposed into dark red tentacles. Immediately afterwards, she was wrapped in countless tentacles. These things came and went as fast as they came. In just a few seconds, a woman with a drastically changed appearance stood in the middle of the steps.

If any villagers were present, they would definitely be familiar with this woman.

Miranda.

She picked up the letter on the ground and touched it gently with her fingers, her expression so sad. But this look didn't last long, the mouth suddenly opened, the laughter became louder and louder, and the whole body was completely covered by the tentacles again. A few more seconds passed, and the woman appeared again. This time she looked different again, her figure was plumper.

That green hair is even more conspicuous.

Walking quickly back to the small cave entrance, a small space of tens of square meters appeared in front of me, filled with documents, books, photos and experimental utensils. There were even some human limbs and embryos piled on the table. The woman came to sit down in front of the mirror, and when she spoke, she sounded exactly like "Mrs. Viper" Ophelia Sarkistan: "Oh, look at you, Ophelia, how noble and elegant you were before. , you can play with men as much as you want, but why do you die... It’s Watson’s fault, isn’t it?”

She crossed her legs and looked at herself in the mirror.

She has a perfect figure comparable to that of a lingerie model, and her face is also mature and charming. In particular, a pair of slightly long, narrow and handsome eyebrows are full of Chinese and European style. As for the lips, they are naturally slightly upturned, but when matched with the other facial features, they show a different kind of coolness. If Miss Watson's beauty is still a bit dreamy and distant, then Mrs. Viper is prepared to seduce men.

If only she weren't so green.

"I really didn't expect that..."

The woman stood up and walked to the mirror step by step: "Are you actually green?"

Hair, eyebrows, pupils, lips...these parts that appeared on the body were all green. She glanced down, then quickly raised her eyebrows, and her two eyebrows wrinkled together. The woman shook her head, and the black light body responded quickly, like a chameleon, and a beautiful red-haired woman immediately appeared in the mirror.

"Well...it's much better now."

Miss Watson sat back and continued talking to the mirror: "Look at you, you have been missing for so long. Those old guys have already robbed all your property. Well, who has the final say in Hydra now? I guess Or Malik... let me see... they will definitely recognize me, but they don't know what I went through..."

As she spoke, she suddenly became as limp as a puppet with its strings cut off.

After a while, a group of humanoid tentacles jumped up from the chair, turned into the black-haired Spider-Woman Jessica Drew, and crawled towards the hole on both hands and feet.