Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

They started high-intensity training the next day.

Facts have proved that Batman's defense against new things can only be delayed, not eliminated.When they went down to the batcave to conduct various stages of testing, Bruce opened the recording system of the bat host in front of Jennifer, and then began to fill in the information in detail.There is already a lot of information on telepathy, so the main direction of work is to modify reality.

The way Spear of Destiny affects reality is fundamentally different from Scarlet Witch.

The Scarlet Witch has the ability to manipulate probability, which is enhanced and magnified by her chaos magic, and finally achieves the purpose of modifying reality, while the manipulation of the Spear of Destiny is to create a new spear universe to cover the original old universe.From the results point of view, they are all the same, but the difficulty of reversal is not the same.Therefore, Jennifer must be more cautious in order to use this ability like "Spirit of Speech". "I was told to be careful about making wishes." She repeated what Nature's Heart had said.Bruce had no problem with that.

For further research, he used the training room previously used to study kryptonite.

Poor Superman will probably never know how much kryptonite there is in this world. From the perspective of auction channels, apart from Bruce himself, Tony later collected a piece openly. .There are even more private collections.When Superman left Earth, kryptonite was still rare, and by the time Superman returned, the Earth had changed drastically.Even if the malicious people can only engage in primary forging, such as chiseling two kryptonite-embedded daggers, it is enough for Superman to drink a pot.

Batman isn't one of those idiots.He is neither satisfied with dangling primitive kryptonite, nor is he satisfied with making cold weapons, nor is he satisfied with one color of kryptonite, so this laboratory for studying alien technology is perfectly arranged .Jennifer followed him in cautiously, stood in the middle of the room, watched him press buttons everywhere, opened a layer of something that seemed to be a barrier, and finally took the ring-shaped object he handed over. "What's this?"

"This is a mind shield." Bruce replied, "Charles sent me one some time ago, hoping that it would come in handy. I studied its structure carefully and found that to a certain extent, it suppresses external telepathy. Can be turned inward. In other words, it can suppress your power until we make it more effective and controllable in the way we use it."

"I didn't know you still had this kind of thing." Jennifer raised her eyebrows.

"You may have missed something..." He showed an arrogant smirk, clicked a small button on the table, and rows of fluorescent blue English were projected in the air.Jennifer could see that they were experimental things that needed to be verified. "...the power of Spear of Destiny is dangerous, I know you can do some things, but we will never know its stability and safety, unless I push the test to the limit. This suppressor Protects you from blowing up a whole city in the event of an impact. Put it on now and let's see what happens."

So Jennifer graciously put the ring on her head.

After many experiments, they found that all outward reality modification requires a lot of energy and may cause a chain reaction effect.Most of the time this modification is harmless, but it must be precisely defined.If Jennifer didn't frame the change in her mind, horrible things would happen.One time Jennifer was trying to change the words in a history book and found that a certain historical figure was completely erased from history.Another time she tried to change the logo on the cufflinks, and as a result, all the products in the family belonging to that brand changed the logo. When Alfred called to ask, the manufacturer claimed that it had never produced products with the old logo, as if It's as if the world itself is patching up for this sudden change.It has to be admitted that it is extremely disturbing to twist the course of the world so easily.

Compared with external modification, internal modification is much more stable.

Jennifer had previously transformed herself into an Atlantean, and when she tried again, she discovered that her human parents hadn't disappeared from the archives.Then she experimented with changing skin color and figure, again without any impact on her surroundings.She also tried to give herself a body structure that couldn't be easily damaged and stronger strength, basically becoming half a super soldier, and finally turned an old windbreaker that she didn't wear much into a battle armor.Dick spent 15 minutes on the intercom prodding her to make himself a cape, saying something silly like "everyone needs a cape".

The suppressed power is not enough to sustain racial change for a long time, nor is it enough to simulate a more powerful ability.Interestingly, this change can also be non-deterministic without affecting the environment.If Jennifer wishes to become a mutant, and does not precisely limit the range of mutant abilities, she may become any mutant within the supported range.

They recorded all these findings and prepared to practice and apply them further in the coming time.

No one expected the "opportunity" to come so quickly.

To be fair, that's not what Batman wanted.

Who would have thought that a normal surveillance mission could go as far as this?

Three ten minutes ago, they broke in through the side door and began to sneak into a building as usual.A small reception is being held on the seventeenth floor of the Bowles Hotel, and Batman's target is the initiator of the reception—Joseph, the patriarch of the Bowles family, and his wife Maria.

The couple appear to be dealing with human traffickers in private, with funds in hidden accounts going in unknown directions, and most importantly, they have close ties to Sodergreen Campbell.The whole of Gotham and even the New York-Gotham-Metropolis triangle believe that Hydra agents infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D. killed the Campbells, but Batman always has a bad feeling.He believes that the truth of the matter is more than that.

As prominent figures in Gotham City, the Bowers and his wife had nothing to do with Sodergreen, who worked in the insurance company. The only intersection they could find was old Thomas Wayne. Twenty years ago, Sodergren had attended Wayne's banquet as a classmate. Out of jealousy, he tore off the gift list at the front desk and kept it.Batman sought out the gift list after his death, but it's gone.

Twenty-five minutes earlier, the Bowers had begun to address the reception.

Batman can't help but think how official and condescending the tone of this speech is, as they talk about Gotham's "order," "rules," "development," and "dissonance notes."It takes Batman a second to realize that the dissonant note is himself.He motioned Robin to stay where he was and observe (these people are old faces in the social world), and immediately turned to the office on the seventeenth floor, hoping to find clues that he hadn't found last time.

Ten minutes earlier, Batman had ended his futile search.He quickly put everything back in place, removed the surveillance jammer, and deftly opened the window.When his gaze inadvertently glanced at the reflecting window glass, his posture froze——

There's a weird looking guy standing in the doorway.

Batman turned quickly.

Thoughts swirled wildly and calmly in his mind.Why is the opponent wearing a headgear that looks like an owl? Is the weight of that thing really convenient for one person to fight?Why didn't the other party make any sound or alarm any equipment?Most importantly, why didn't Robin outside raise the alarm?Did something happen to Dick?

He braced himself for battle while breaking the windows in an attempt to disappear into the night very quickly.

A pair of hands grabbed his cloak with inhuman speed.

"You shouldn't be here." The other party said hoarsely.It was as if he hadn't spoken in his entire life.He clung to it tightly and dragged the enemy back with brute force.Batman had to twist his body to land in an awkward position, and fought back the moment his toes touched the ground.They fought in Powers' office like two beasts, trying to overwhelm each other with nearly equal levels of combat dexterity.

until a third person joins in.And then the fourth.

Dick is still missing.

Batman let out a roar, unable to get close to the window blocked by several people, he almost threw two batarangs with smoke grenades forward.The mist spread in the room, accompanied by the explosion caused by the third bat dart inserted into the wall, blocking the enemy for a while.Like a real bat, he came out of the room through the wall and ran towards the corridor.

Eight minutes earlier, fifth and sixth men had outflanked him from the stairwell.Luckily these two guys weren't wearing creepy hoods, they were just security guards on patrol.Batman easily fooled them, opened the communicator on the arm, looking for Robin's whereabouts.still here.The red dot is still in this building.In less than a second, Batman made a decision. He quickly rappelled down the stairs, and then broke into the fourteenth floor.

Five minutes ago, Batman was overturned to the ground by two men in black as he approached the red dot.Their arms were rock-hard, and the knives that pulled out from their waists cut through the Kevlar joints like butter, effortlessly.Batman felt a icy trickle from where he had been stabbed, and then something hotter, hotter.He let out a muffled grunt from his throat, and gave the killer who was leaning over him a heavy headbutt, followed by a kick.

Taking advantage of the enemy's retreat, he tore open the elevator door and fell down the elevator shaft.

In the blink of an eye, Batman saw something strange on the side.This is too long, it shouldn't be this long between the [-]th and [-]th floors.

He gritted his teeth and slammed the weight of his entire body to the side.

Batman smashed through the thin slab.

He entered a pitch-black place, the only source of light coming from a warning light in the elevator shaft.The smell of dust and rust filled the nostrils, and at the same time there was a salty and astringent smell,

Five minutes ago, four thieves wearing hoods chased after him and jumped from the 5th floor into the elevator shaft.Long sharp blades protruded from their hand armor, and they climbed the edge of the reinforced concrete wall. After a few meters of buffer, they stepped into the thirteenth floor through the broken hole.It's as if he doesn't know he's tired at all.

They swooped forward.

Batman was blank for a moment.Until the pain brought him enough consciousness back.He struggled to sit up, feeling the pain radiating from his arm to his whole body.It took a while before Batman remembered what had just happened.He was fighting, he was chased by a group of unidentified people, he broke into the non-existent No.13 floor, he was stunned, but...he looked around and didn't understand how this snow-white place came back thing.And Dick...thinking of the missing Robin, he reached for his belt, thinking briefly about calling for backup.But that button is not there.His belt is empty.

Meanwhile, at Wayne Manor, something very different happened.

Alfred walked quickly from the Batcave to the upper floor, his face had never looked so pale, almost as white as a dead man.The old housekeeper tried his best to maintain his demeanor, and handed over a few pieces of newly printed paper. "The panic button went off twice," he said.

Jennifer stood up from the sofa.