[Comprehensive British and American] Bat Parenting Encyclopedia
Chapter 116 Extra Story - Da Nana X Tim
What happened 6 years ago?
Anything that happened 6 years ago is trivial compared to "Mother's Day", including a conversation he had with Constantine after the war.
It was a few months after Mother's Day, and Tim has been involved in the reconstruction of the disaster for several months. The world has been preserved after a great price, whether it is 16-year-old Tim or a 36-year-old whose body is composed of memories. On the part of Timothy, both realize that their mission really seems to have been accomplished.
In post-disaster reconstruction, he is actually not necessary. Many female social workers have done more and better than him.Helena will also grow up beside her father, surrounded by enough love.
But why does he still have regrets?Always feel like a big part is missing?
At that time, Constantine was in the sanctuary, a secret superhero psychological assistance base. Of course, the rebellious magician didn't ask to stay here. He said that the only thing he needed for recuperation was good cigarettes and good wine - Bruce found him At the time, he had been drinking for several months.
Bruce didn't think it was too much to ask Constantine to live at least four weeks.
Constantine seemed to know the real purpose of Tim's contact with him, "You know, you are not the first to ask me," the magician waved his hand, "You have seen the power of magic and want me to help you, use something in exchange for something else."
"Barry Allen, asked me to trade the Speed Force for his mother." Constantine shrugged, "He tried it himself, and it flashed. I declined, because the Speed Force is more complicated than magic." There are so many things, I can't guarantee whether it will be successful."
"They just wanted something more precious," Tim said softly.
"Indeed, Thor wants me to resurrect his and Loki's mother," Constantine nodded, expressing his affirmation of Tim's statement, then he took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers, "Thor brought me a Thor's hammer came. I also refused, and Thor's hammer is not something that can be manipulated by magic."
"Of course, the more important reason is that Thor's Hammer is not important enough as an exchange." The magician squinted his eyes, as if recalling, "I suggested to Thor to exchange Loki, which has a higher success rate, but he hesitated. He left angrily in the end - I was finally able to clean up. But in fact, I was scaring him, the soul of Thor's mother really does not belong to the earth." He shrugged.
Then Constantine suddenly became serious, and his tone became deep, "The reason why I tell you this, Tim, is that I hope you can weigh it first, and don't promise a price that you can't afford."
Constantine has said it very bluntly, and Tim is not going to hide it anymore.
"I want Helena's soul," the teenager said decisively, "I want her back, I want her to have a second chance."
"As long as this result can be achieved, you can exchange anything from me, anything you think is necessary."
The wizard didn't immediately refuse, which Tim thought was a good sign.
"You've given her a second chance," Constantine shrugged, "isn't that sweet baby?"
The young man nodded and shook his head again, "Honestly, I don't know... I used to firmly believe that I was saving the world by helping her. This was the driving force behind my actions, but now... I started Doubt the true purpose of what you do."
"Maybe what I really care about is the safety of the world, and all the fighting for her is just an excuse to cover up my selfish behavior." Tim whispered, conducting a deep self-analysis of his two memories.
"They are two completely different souls, I should stop kidding myself."
Constantine lit his cigarette in silence instead of answering.
"I could die for her." After a brief silence, Tim whispered, "Will you help me?"
The young Robin felt disappointed that Constantine would also reject him, but to his surprise, the other party nodded after silently taking a few puffs of cigarettes, "No one in this world is grateful to Serena. It's not right," he looked towards Tim, "I'll take your order."
"Death? Of course not," Constantine shook his head. "You Batman and Robin have never put your life first, and we all know that. So, of course life is not your most precious thing." I don't need to try to know that its power is not enough on the magic scale to replace Helena's soul."
Tim looked out the window, "Then I really can't think of anything I have that is precious enough..."
"Actually, I can think of it, and it's not difficult to speculate," Constantine threw his cigarette butts on the clean and tidy floor, and stepped on his shoes, "I was bored in the shelter, and I put all of your files Read them all."
Feeling Tim's accusing eyes, the magician spread his hands, "Your boss forced me to stay here, of course I want to have some fun for myself."
"Back to your topic, Tim, what is most precious to us and what we fear the most often mirror each other. Your deepest fear has nothing to do with death at all," he shook his finger at the boy, "You didn't Tragic childhood, like Dick and Jason, but you lacked the initiative to study Batman, to find him, the original reason you became Robin was not from revenge or the need to vent violence, you just took the initiative to do it, why ?”
"Because you don't want to be ordinary, you are afraid of mediocrity, you know you are born extraordinary, you know you have this ability, and you exercise this ability all the time," Constantine shrugged, as if talking about the weather, not a The life of a teenager.
"Tim, your most precious thing is wisdom." He looked at the silent young man.
"If you regret it, I will treat this conversation as never happened, and I will not look down on you or judge you because of it," the magician put on his usual casual tone, "If I were you, I would definitely not be willing to take Wisdom to change a soul... In fact, you have done a good job, isn't the old bat's daughter doing well? Tiantian..."
Tim interrupted Constantine's thoughts, "What will happen to me? Lose this wisdom you said? Early dementia? Forgetfulness?"
Constantine sighed helplessly, "No, you will become mediocre and become the kind of person you least want to be."
"You're only capable of repeating, day after day, what you've seen as a 'dead' life."
"The cruelest thing is that you will always be clear-headed, clearly aware of your limitations, what you have lost, and no matter how hard you try, you may still not be able to handle a document well-you know every word, But your brain can't make connections and understand, it's not a problem of willpower."
Tim didn't expect that he actually hesitated for a moment.
But he finally nodded to Constantine.
"I still suggest you think again, son." Constantine insisted.
"No, no need."
"Okay..." Constantine said helplessly, "I also have to remind you that after the magic is completed, you may need the help of other people to find the girl whose soul has been reshaped. I know you bats are good at finding people. But when the time comes, your ability may... I should be able to help you initially locate her, but with her ability, getting rid of me is as easy as eating cake."
"I will consider."
******************************
Tim is in the CEO's office, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the sunset of Gotham - time flies, almost in the blink of an eye, he has spent 6 years of "ordinary people" time.
It didn't take Bruce a few days to discover his abnormality—poor coordination ability during training, more programming bugs, which directly led to the system crash.Before Bruce had time to say anything, Tim first proposed to take a break, locked Red Robin's uniform and weapons in the deepest part of the cabinet, and handed over all the safe rooms to Barbara—his excuse was the sequelae of "memory fusion" .
This break is 6 years.
Constantine immediately traced the adult Helena, but as he expected, she disappeared again a week later.
When Constantine asked him if he wanted Bruce or Dick, Tim shook his head firmly - if she wanted freedom, of course he should give it to her.
The work of the president has long been beyond Tim's ability - he really can't even study a report on the first reading.
Tim knew what his colleagues were talking about, and he could also think of the reason why Damian fired these employees today. It was nothing more than accusations of his ability, and sometimes they didn't even shy away from him—but the employees didn't Wrong.
How to answer Dick and Damian's question about the truth 6 years ago?
It's actually very simple, he smiled bitterly, and even he could explain clearly in one sentence - in order to exchange Helena's soul, he became stupid.
The sound of the mail arriving brought Tim back to the real world from his rambling thoughts—it was from the Human Resources Manager.
This was probably the tenth email—resumes of secretary candidates, friendly suggestions that he start interviewing right away.
Moreover, these candidates have already undergone at least two rounds of urgent telephone or video interviews by the human resources department, and most of them can come to the Wayne Group for a face-to-face final meeting tomorrow—many of them can go directly to work.
Even the HR manager is working overtime because of the recruitment of the president's secretary. This can only prove one thing - the biggest disaster of the Wayne Group is not the collapse of the building, but the loss of the secretary by the idiot president.
The author has something to say:
The three-dimensional is busy, 5 minutes late, I am very sorry o(╥﹏╥)o
In addition, the copywriting has been blocked... It doesn't work after several revisions, and I'm heartbroken
Anything that happened 6 years ago is trivial compared to "Mother's Day", including a conversation he had with Constantine after the war.
It was a few months after Mother's Day, and Tim has been involved in the reconstruction of the disaster for several months. The world has been preserved after a great price, whether it is 16-year-old Tim or a 36-year-old whose body is composed of memories. On the part of Timothy, both realize that their mission really seems to have been accomplished.
In post-disaster reconstruction, he is actually not necessary. Many female social workers have done more and better than him.Helena will also grow up beside her father, surrounded by enough love.
But why does he still have regrets?Always feel like a big part is missing?
At that time, Constantine was in the sanctuary, a secret superhero psychological assistance base. Of course, the rebellious magician didn't ask to stay here. He said that the only thing he needed for recuperation was good cigarettes and good wine - Bruce found him At the time, he had been drinking for several months.
Bruce didn't think it was too much to ask Constantine to live at least four weeks.
Constantine seemed to know the real purpose of Tim's contact with him, "You know, you are not the first to ask me," the magician waved his hand, "You have seen the power of magic and want me to help you, use something in exchange for something else."
"Barry Allen, asked me to trade the Speed Force for his mother." Constantine shrugged, "He tried it himself, and it flashed. I declined, because the Speed Force is more complicated than magic." There are so many things, I can't guarantee whether it will be successful."
"They just wanted something more precious," Tim said softly.
"Indeed, Thor wants me to resurrect his and Loki's mother," Constantine nodded, expressing his affirmation of Tim's statement, then he took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers, "Thor brought me a Thor's hammer came. I also refused, and Thor's hammer is not something that can be manipulated by magic."
"Of course, the more important reason is that Thor's Hammer is not important enough as an exchange." The magician squinted his eyes, as if recalling, "I suggested to Thor to exchange Loki, which has a higher success rate, but he hesitated. He left angrily in the end - I was finally able to clean up. But in fact, I was scaring him, the soul of Thor's mother really does not belong to the earth." He shrugged.
Then Constantine suddenly became serious, and his tone became deep, "The reason why I tell you this, Tim, is that I hope you can weigh it first, and don't promise a price that you can't afford."
Constantine has said it very bluntly, and Tim is not going to hide it anymore.
"I want Helena's soul," the teenager said decisively, "I want her back, I want her to have a second chance."
"As long as this result can be achieved, you can exchange anything from me, anything you think is necessary."
The wizard didn't immediately refuse, which Tim thought was a good sign.
"You've given her a second chance," Constantine shrugged, "isn't that sweet baby?"
The young man nodded and shook his head again, "Honestly, I don't know... I used to firmly believe that I was saving the world by helping her. This was the driving force behind my actions, but now... I started Doubt the true purpose of what you do."
"Maybe what I really care about is the safety of the world, and all the fighting for her is just an excuse to cover up my selfish behavior." Tim whispered, conducting a deep self-analysis of his two memories.
"They are two completely different souls, I should stop kidding myself."
Constantine lit his cigarette in silence instead of answering.
"I could die for her." After a brief silence, Tim whispered, "Will you help me?"
The young Robin felt disappointed that Constantine would also reject him, but to his surprise, the other party nodded after silently taking a few puffs of cigarettes, "No one in this world is grateful to Serena. It's not right," he looked towards Tim, "I'll take your order."
"Death? Of course not," Constantine shook his head. "You Batman and Robin have never put your life first, and we all know that. So, of course life is not your most precious thing." I don't need to try to know that its power is not enough on the magic scale to replace Helena's soul."
Tim looked out the window, "Then I really can't think of anything I have that is precious enough..."
"Actually, I can think of it, and it's not difficult to speculate," Constantine threw his cigarette butts on the clean and tidy floor, and stepped on his shoes, "I was bored in the shelter, and I put all of your files Read them all."
Feeling Tim's accusing eyes, the magician spread his hands, "Your boss forced me to stay here, of course I want to have some fun for myself."
"Back to your topic, Tim, what is most precious to us and what we fear the most often mirror each other. Your deepest fear has nothing to do with death at all," he shook his finger at the boy, "You didn't Tragic childhood, like Dick and Jason, but you lacked the initiative to study Batman, to find him, the original reason you became Robin was not from revenge or the need to vent violence, you just took the initiative to do it, why ?”
"Because you don't want to be ordinary, you are afraid of mediocrity, you know you are born extraordinary, you know you have this ability, and you exercise this ability all the time," Constantine shrugged, as if talking about the weather, not a The life of a teenager.
"Tim, your most precious thing is wisdom." He looked at the silent young man.
"If you regret it, I will treat this conversation as never happened, and I will not look down on you or judge you because of it," the magician put on his usual casual tone, "If I were you, I would definitely not be willing to take Wisdom to change a soul... In fact, you have done a good job, isn't the old bat's daughter doing well? Tiantian..."
Tim interrupted Constantine's thoughts, "What will happen to me? Lose this wisdom you said? Early dementia? Forgetfulness?"
Constantine sighed helplessly, "No, you will become mediocre and become the kind of person you least want to be."
"You're only capable of repeating, day after day, what you've seen as a 'dead' life."
"The cruelest thing is that you will always be clear-headed, clearly aware of your limitations, what you have lost, and no matter how hard you try, you may still not be able to handle a document well-you know every word, But your brain can't make connections and understand, it's not a problem of willpower."
Tim didn't expect that he actually hesitated for a moment.
But he finally nodded to Constantine.
"I still suggest you think again, son." Constantine insisted.
"No, no need."
"Okay..." Constantine said helplessly, "I also have to remind you that after the magic is completed, you may need the help of other people to find the girl whose soul has been reshaped. I know you bats are good at finding people. But when the time comes, your ability may... I should be able to help you initially locate her, but with her ability, getting rid of me is as easy as eating cake."
"I will consider."
******************************
Tim is in the CEO's office, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the sunset of Gotham - time flies, almost in the blink of an eye, he has spent 6 years of "ordinary people" time.
It didn't take Bruce a few days to discover his abnormality—poor coordination ability during training, more programming bugs, which directly led to the system crash.Before Bruce had time to say anything, Tim first proposed to take a break, locked Red Robin's uniform and weapons in the deepest part of the cabinet, and handed over all the safe rooms to Barbara—his excuse was the sequelae of "memory fusion" .
This break is 6 years.
Constantine immediately traced the adult Helena, but as he expected, she disappeared again a week later.
When Constantine asked him if he wanted Bruce or Dick, Tim shook his head firmly - if she wanted freedom, of course he should give it to her.
The work of the president has long been beyond Tim's ability - he really can't even study a report on the first reading.
Tim knew what his colleagues were talking about, and he could also think of the reason why Damian fired these employees today. It was nothing more than accusations of his ability, and sometimes they didn't even shy away from him—but the employees didn't Wrong.
How to answer Dick and Damian's question about the truth 6 years ago?
It's actually very simple, he smiled bitterly, and even he could explain clearly in one sentence - in order to exchange Helena's soul, he became stupid.
The sound of the mail arriving brought Tim back to the real world from his rambling thoughts—it was from the Human Resources Manager.
This was probably the tenth email—resumes of secretary candidates, friendly suggestions that he start interviewing right away.
Moreover, these candidates have already undergone at least two rounds of urgent telephone or video interviews by the human resources department, and most of them can come to the Wayne Group for a face-to-face final meeting tomorrow—many of them can go directly to work.
Even the HR manager is working overtime because of the recruitment of the president's secretary. This can only prove one thing - the biggest disaster of the Wayne Group is not the collapse of the building, but the loss of the secretary by the idiot president.
The author has something to say:
The three-dimensional is busy, 5 minutes late, I am very sorry o(╥﹏╥)o
In addition, the copywriting has been blocked... It doesn't work after several revisions, and I'm heartbroken
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