American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

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As soon as Miaomu, who was sleeping in bed, opened his eyes, he was awakened by the series of noises and quickly sat up.

"So soon? I thought it would take a few days."

Naegi muttered to himself in surprise, took out the super adapter that he kept close to his body, and looked at the Omega energy that was slowly being stored in the green grid on it.

The storage speed is not fast, but it is much faster than in the original world. If it increases once every hour, it would be calculated in years in the original world.

"Get up, my clothes..." Naegi looked at the white shirt he was wearing. He had given his previous clothes to Mrs. Afu to clean and repair.

Although there was no need, Mrs. Afu was still very serious. Of course, it was possible that the clothes were taken for genetic testing to check whether he was a real human being.

Even though Bruce has a beautiful smile, underneath the skin of this beautiful woman lies the core of Batman. Naegi will not look down on her just because she is a woman.

But the clothes...

Miaomu got out of bed and looked around. A set of clothes had been placed at the door. It looked like a hand-made tuxedo, and there was a pair of black leather shoes that were polished to a reflective finish.

"I'm really a little envious. It's great to have a butler."

Miao Mu picked up the neatly ironed shirt on the ground, which even included underwear and a belt. He was really well prepared.

I took off the wet and then dried white shirt. There were some yellow stains on it. I didn't know if they were traces left by dried sea water or dried sweat.

Innermost, Naegi was wearing a magic cloak woven with N metal. Well, the smell might not be very pleasant. I guess even the great alchemist didn't expect that this thing could be worn inside.

Miaomu took out the wine flask, used the cotton cloth for cleaning guns that he carried with him, dipped it in the wine and wiped the N metal braided wire inside the cloak, then put on new clothes. I have to say, this outfit is quite cool.

It's just that his appearance looks very much like that of a butler or a musician, but that's no problem. Miaomu packed up his belongings and put them on his body in different categories.

An M500 revolver, this one has a holster, just hang it on the belt, two speed loaders, and several grenades.

There is also a waterproof and explosion-proof mobile phone. By the way, this mobile phone is a communication service and the signal source of the Wayne Group.

I turned it on and saw that there was no signal.

Miaomu packed up his cell phone and tied it to his calf. Although it had turned into a brick, he could still use it when he got back.

Push the door open and walk in.

Mrs. Alfred is already preparing...lunch.

"Mr. Naegi, how was your rest? Today we have lamb ribs and grilled fish with vegetables. I prepared a Chinese meal for you to suit your taste. How about dumplings?"

"Uh... thank you for your help." Miaomu nodded and looked around. This underground space was very large, and the rooms were arranged according to categories. Maybe they really wanted to live in seclusion here.

"The lady is in the command room. You can go this way."

Mrs. Afu walked to the door and helped open it. That was the place that Miaomu saw when he just came down.

The base is modeled after the Batcave, and it seems that no matter which Batman it is, he has a strong sense of nostalgia.

The bat cave was still pitch dark. Only a few lights on the ceiling were on, while the rest were turned off.

At the innermost part, a huge computer was running, and several virtual display screens were switching rapidly, showing the current situation in Gotham.

Bruce, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, was sitting in a wheelchair operating a computer. The light from the ceiling made that place look like a spotlight on a stage, but unfortunately no one was playing the piano.

"What are you busy with?" Miaomu walked over.

Looking at the huge computer, this should be the legendary Bat Computer, and the virtual display screen switches quickly.

Bruce stopped tapping her fingers, turned to look at Naegi, looked him up and down, and nodded:

"You look very beautiful in this outfit. Would you like to see it? This is a replica of the multiverse I made according to your description."

Bruce took off her glasses and raised her hand to hand them to Naegi.

After taking the glasses, Miaomu looked inside curiously. It didn't matter if he didn't look, because there was a vast universe inside the lenses.

Well, after putting on the glasses, Miaomu felt like a bumpkin. This was obviously a virtual display. In the places where there were no lights on, there were twinkling planets.

A huge red disk-shaped plane divides the world into two halves, and dozens of spherical objects emitting light fall on this huge red plate.

Bruce took out another pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on, then raised her hand to look around.

The red plate rose up, and underneath the plate, dozens of identical spherical objects were hanging upside down, except that the color was darker, which was very appropriate.

It was just slightly different from what Miaomu saw.

"You are really amazing. You have made this thing. However, can you make it more accurate? Give me a map like this."

Naegi leaned forward, trying to get a better look.

If this thing can really be restored one-to-one, it would be equivalent to having a map of the multiverse. In other words, maybe we can freely choose to enter those multiverse worlds.

Miaomu knows a few good worlds, such as Earth 26 where all the inhabitants are animals. It is a world of non-physical death, and the exaggeration level can be compared to Tom and Jerry.

Earth-42 is populated entirely by children, just like the children's world in a cartoon. Naegi feels that he can wipe out this children's version of the Justice League and take away their lollipops.

Low cost, high return.

It's much better than those wasteland types, and there are even Crusoe types. When Batman was old, he killed his son as a sacrifice and became Gotham City.

That’s right, Batman and Gotham City have merged, and the entire city has become a living “creature” that prevents all kinds of crimes from happening. It’s like Final Destination, where all kinds of things are killing and the guilty die.

"You are on that Earth. If what you said is true, your world is dominated by men, and even Batman is a man?"

Bruce repeated the same old story and tried to find out about the situation in the other world in a roundabout way. At this moment, Naegi suddenly understood Barry's difficulties.

"How should I put it? It's a parallel universe. You should understand that other than gender, there's nothing different about you two."

"Of course, there are some differences." Naegi turned to look at Bruce, "Do you think this world is on the positive side or the negative side?"

This was also what Naegi wondered, but he was certain that the world he traveled to was definitely Earth 11 in the dark multiverse.

However, the current situation is obviously not that dark, at least the world will not be submerged by the sea, and Bruce has not turned into a drowned ghost, which makes Naegi very curious.

Bruce also started thinking about it. Apparently, the answer to this question was somewhat philosophical. She simply raised her hand and changed the virtual scene in front of her.

"There is a concept in the ancient East, you see, everything is born from black and white, which is called Yin and Yang."

Bruce's fingers were like paintbrushes, drawing a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram in the air, a black and a white Yin-Yang fish, each with an opposite dot in the middle.

"If there are two sides to our world, they are the two different choices caused by the things we encounter."

Bruce stopped pointing and turned to look at Naegi, "If, as you said, the negative will inevitably lead to destruction, then there must be a way to survive, otherwise there will be no positive."

"Uh...what you said makes sense." Miao Mu nodded. This was something he had not expected.

However, Naegi is now more curious about how Earth-Eleven died in the end, leaving only Batwoman alone?

Naegi turned to look at Brucey, their eyes met and then quietly separated, both with their own doubts and curiosity.

"Ahem, I need to go out for a while. Do you have any means of transportation? I might have to go very far. Please apologize to Mrs. Afu for me. I might not be able to have the lunch she made."

"Yes, I can recommend one to you if you need one. Can you ride a motorcycle?"

Bruce raised her hand and knocked on the wheelchair, and the ground on the right slowly rose up. In the glass display case below, there was a specially made motorcycle parked.

Matte black paint, streamlined body, some modifications added for speed, and a helmet next to it.

"Cool, I thought you would let me drive." Naegi's eyes fell directly on the Batmobile, which must be faster.

"I think that car is too violent and may not be suitable for you. If it is still in Wayne Manor, I will find you a more suitable one, such as Porsche's latest blue sports car."

"I always feel that it's a little... weird." Miao Mu frowned.