Time Miko

"Master Clark, how about Master Bruce?"

Standing outside the door and looking at Alfred worriedly inside the house, he had no choice but to stop, and could only hand over the domain inside the house to the Son of Steel in front of him.

"I haven't woken up yet, what's up with Tim?"

Clark reluctantly handed over the untouched food to the old man in front of him.

He'd known for a long time that when Bruce would call his name it was when things got completely out of hand, and it always did.

But he never thought that it would be so serious. Damn it, the nerve gas beyond the earth's technology is already under the jurisdiction of the Justice League, but Bruce has been stubbornly not telling them.

Tim is studying the samples he brought back, hoping to create an antidote.

"Damn, this is definitely for Bruce"

Jason punched the wall and said angrily.

It's too obvious. Although this poisonous gas is said to be a product of non-earth technology, it sounds serious.

But in fact, after sleeping for several days in a row, even Jason, who had the most serious symptoms, showed signs of improvement.

If it weren't for him and Damian's symptoms being so severe, this flu virus would not have attracted Batman's attention at all.

Only Batman, only Bruce, fell into a coma.

The sample Superman brought back was dark green, a color they had never even seen before.

It is conceivable that the virus spreading in Gotham has been diluted, and Bruce has been in direct contact with the original solution, which may be the concentrated original solution.

Damian sucked in the snot that was about to fall out, and looked at Bruce's bedroom with sharp eyes that didn't match his age.

"guys!"

The communicator in the ear coincidentally heard Tim's voice with a strong nasal voice.

"There is no good news....only bad news....and a super bad bad news...."

Tim's voice sounded weak, which was completely different from when he received the sample of the stock solution.

"The analysis of the nerve gas is almost the same... and Bruce... guessed basically the same... It can amplify people's emotions..."

"Batman is fearless, the scarecrow's fear gas has never worked on him"

Damian hurriedly spoke out, he couldn't accept the poison of fear that his father would lose to the scarecrow.

"Cough...cough..."

Tim coughed through the communicator, and then he seemed weaker and said:

"It's not fear gas...it's emotional gas...cough...so it amplifies not only people's fear but...exhaustion...scar...and... ...responsibility...cough cough...cough cough..."

After barely finishing speaking, Tim coughed a few times in a row, which made Jason frown unconsciously...

"Tim...are you infected???"

The constant coughing sound from the communicator answered Jason's question.

"damn it!"

Jason turned around in a hurry and wanted to go to the Batcave. He had to drag the little red bird out of that ghost place.

"Jason...don't come down! You'll be reinfected..."

Tim's weak voice indicated that he was almost unable to hold on, but he couldn't let Jason down. Jason hadn't recovered completely yet, and no one knew what would happen if he was exposed to the virus of the original solution again.

"...I called Connor...."

These words seemed to have exhausted all of Tim's strength, and there was no sound in the communicator after that, but the silence did not pause for too long, and Connor's voice came out soon:

"I'm taking Tim back to Titan Tower"

"Wait, Connor"

Clark stopped Connor's attempt to bring Tim straight back to Titan Tower just in time.

"We can't let the virus continue to spread. Try to control the entire manor as much as possible. Mr. Alfred, please go to Tim's room and clean up."

"The rooms of the four young masters, I have packed them anytime and anywhere, and I can move in at any time"

Alfred said proudly, he prepared the room at any time to ensure that every young master could come back to rest at any time.

"I see, I'll send Tim back to his room"

"Well, then you don't want to go back to Titan Tower for the time being, stay here and take care of Tim, this virus spreads too fast, only we won't be infected"

"I see!"

Jason and Damian didn't mention it. Bruce and Tim had direct contact with the original solution. His super vision watched the increasing number of viruses in the room, and he frowned tightly.

"Ah Fu, you go down too, the number of viruses is increasing too fast, be careful of being infected, Jason, Damian, you all go back to your room to rest first, I will contact the Justice League, and this matter will be handed over to the League take over"

"Then...Master Bruce..."

"I'm not sure what caused Bruce's lethargy, I'll let Jon take a look first"

"Then please take care of me"