I'm playing Gotham in the game [Zhongyingmei]

"Forehead……"

Zhong Miao, who was sandwiched between the two Batmen, seemed to see two pairs of electric currents shoot out from the eyes of both of them, and then collided on the top of her head—the electric light was everywhere.

"Let's deal with the one in front of us first." She stretched out her hand and tugged at her own Batman, and this Crazy Tim copied more and more of himself.Now is not the time for infighting.

"Indeed." Bruce took a deep breath, then turned and walked to the corner.

"Another little bat, hello!" The clown greeted Bruce with a smile, his eyes swollen and his pig-like head on his head.

boom!

Zhong Miao, who was standing by the side, shrunk his neck unconsciously, watching his own Bruce clutching the clown's collar mercilessly, greeting him with fists and fists.

"uhhh..."

Batman next to him snorted inexplicably.

Zhong Miao dares to swear by her 5.0 eyesight, she saw this Batman just now and smiled slightly.

Sure enough, no matter which world Batman is in, his methods against the Joker are very consistent.

"What did you put in Tim's body?" Bruce lifted the clown up halfway, staring fiercely into his eyes.

"What did I put?" The clown looked innocent, "I didn't put anything? Uncle Clown just wanted to make the little bird happier."

"Happy?" Bruce sneered, raised his fist and slammed his ribs hard twice. "Now?" Are you still happy?

Batman walked slowly to Bruce's side, and exchanged a tacit understanding with him: refused to tell the truth?

Bruce nodded: pretending to be crazy.

Batman: Mmm!That seems to call for special measures.

Watching a scene where two bats beat a clown, Zhong Miao turned around uncomfortably, and moved silently, trying to cover the violent act behind him with his body.

Amitabha, hope the clown man is okay.

She prayed less than sincerely.

"Why did it become like this?" A short figure suddenly appeared beside Zhong Miao.

"What?" Zhong Miao took half a step back in surprise, looking down at the little boy who suddenly appeared beside his legs.

"This dream..." has completely changed its appearance, and even he can't understand it.

The little boy, who seemed to be only two or three years old, had a wrinkled face, and his face was full of confusion and helplessness.

"You...you are Tim?" Zhong Miao squatted down, reached out and hugged the little boy.

"Hi, ma'am." Little Tim nodded very politely at Zhong Miao, "I'm Tim. Tim Drake."

The young Tim Drake sat in Zhong Miao's arms, cute and obedient.The round eyes and the tender baby fat on the face make people want to pinch it.

"Ah! So cute...cough, no." Zhong Miao, who was dazzled by the little boy, shook his head, "I mean, were you also created by that Tim?"

"No." Young Tim shook his head, "I am him."

"You... that's him?" Zhong Miao glanced at the child in his arms, and then at Tim, who was messing with his little friend, who was obviously abnormal.Some can't believe it.

"You don't believe it?" The big watery black eyes looked over.

"The difference is a bit big..." This is true.

Who can connect a white and tender cutie with a crazy adult?

"I'm too weak now." Young Tim looked at his short hands and feet, and sighed, "I can only maintain this appearance."

"maintain?"

"You can think of me as a soul of the past in that body," explained young Tim. "As the other soul of the present gets stronger, my energy gets weaker."

Until one day, it is completely swallowed up by this soul that belongs to the present.

"Spirit from the past? Can you make that Tim stop?"

Even the well-trained vigilantes of the Batman can't bear the more and more copied Crazy Tim.

"Sorry." Young Tim's eyes dimmed. "The dream was disrupted, and he fell into a great anxiety. I can't control it."

"The dream was disrupted?" Zhong Miao was taken aback, "Why is he upset because of this? I mean, we just want to make this dream a little better."

"Because in a normal dream, the Joker would then use me to kill Batman when I was gassed."

Kill Batman?

Zhong Miao unconsciously tightened his arms.

"Don't be nervous." The worried young Tim gave Zhong Miao a comforting smile, "Of course I wouldn't do that."

"Who can kill Batman? Even if I'm controlled, I can't do it."

"And then?" Zhong Miao asked nervously after listening to Tim talking to himself.

"Then?" His voice was a bit sad, "Then I would accidentally kill the Joker, and be taken back to the Batcave by Batman for two years of psychological counseling. Of course, I also lost the chance to become Robin."

"Tim..."

Young Tim looked at his white and tender hands, "Actually, it's okay if you can't be Robin. Being the president of Wayne Group is also pretty good. And that's what he's afraid of. Recently, I always feel that the soul that belongs to me is becoming more and more Days are weird."

"weird?"

"Irritability, irritability, sudden sneer. Self-denial and world-weariness. Of course, these may also be my illusion." Young Tim pursed his lips and looked forward.

"Maybe this is the character I have been hiding. Maybe, the psychological counseling back then didn't work at all. Batman is right, I am already a flaw, how can I be qualified to be Robin."

"How could these be your character. You are obviously kind and smart, with a firm will and a heart of justice. And, of course you are Robin!"

Listening to Tim's self-denial, Zhong Miao couldn't help but retort, "You are Batman's Robin, unique and irreplaceable."

"what?"

"Tim!" Zhong Miao shouted to the front.

"What's wrong?" Red Robin, who was in the battle circle, jumped back after a few somersaults.

"You tell him." Zhong Miao passed the young Tim in his arms to Red Robin, "Are you Batman's Robin?"

"?" Tim hurriedly took the kid over, and then froze for two seconds when he saw his face.

Young Tim: "..."

Red Robin: "..."

"Hello." Red Robin, who felt like he could guess most of it, showed a bright smile, "I'm Batman's Robin, and now I'm renamed Red Robin's Tim, Tim Drake. I'm very happy Know you."

"Are you Robin?" Young Tim pursed his lips and reached out to touch Red Robin's chin.

"Of course, it's true." Red Robin pulled off his blindfold, revealing a handsome face.

"How? How is it possible?" Young Tim panicked, "I killed someone, Batman can't want a Robin who killed someone."

"What's wrong with killing someone?" Jack, who came over suddenly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of young Tim, "Don't be brainwashed by the old man's tricks."

"you?"

"Ex-Robin, now Gotham Red Hood sends you hello! Sir."

"Jason." Bruce, who came from behind Zhong Miao, looked at Jason disapprovingly, don't teach your brother badly.

cut!Jason pouted, not continuing to smear his old father's reputation.

"I've asked you clearly." Batman put one hand on the shoulder of young Tim, "Sorry, I didn't protect you well."

He had just heard it.

If it wasn't for him, Tim would not be transformed into a laughing gas doll by the clown, nor would he shoot the clown to save him.

But he didn't realize at all that the clown made a chip of his own gene and implanted it into Tim's body.

"B..."

"Whether you become Robin or not." Batman gently touched Tim's head, "In my heart, you are the same as them."

"Is it the same?"

At some point, all kinds of crazy Tims in the house disappeared.Only Tim with a strange face was left standing beside Batman.

"How could it be the same." There was a big smile on his face, but it felt like he was about to cry.

"I have no way out. It's too late..."

"Of course it's in time." Bruce smiled comfortingly, "We came from the future just to make it in time, son."

Batman glanced at Bruce who was speaking.

"Remember, good boy." Bruce patted the adult Tim on the shoulder, "You are like this only because of the clown chip in your body. Go back and tell Batman, he will help you and become a good Robin again. "

"Joker... chip?"

"Yes." The surrounding things began to fade slowly, "Go back, good boy."

Then the whole space went dark.

(Zhong Miao: Without us, would this Tim eventually become a clown?

Bruce: Nope.

His children have the firmest will and the kindest heart.Even if he walked into the fog, he could come out again with his own strength. )

"..."

In the darkness, Zhong Miao blinked his eyes twice.Some uncertain whispers: "Bruce, Bruce?"

"I'm here." A pair of thugs rested on Zhong Miao's shoulders.

"Scared me to death." She took Batman's hand and breathed a sigh of relief. "What's the situation now, are we still in Tim's dream, or have we gone somewhere else? It's so dark here..."

bass!

A light appeared in the darkness, followed by a second, and a third...

"It looks like it should be a new dream." Tim held up the flashlight in his hand and shook it slightly.

With the help of a few strands of light that were not too bright, Zhong Miao finally had a clear view of the surrounding environment.

They now appeared to be in a windowless, sealed-off room.

But the strange thing is that in this new dream, Bruce and the others all kept their human form.

"You didn't turn into little birds?"

"Not only that." Jason bit the flashlight in his mouth, his voice was a little vague, "I have all the equipment on me."

He got down on one knee, examining the equipment strapped to his calf.Some of them were even placed in the safe house, but he didn't take them with him.

"My equipment is also complete." Damian opened his belt, took out a piece of kryptonite from it, and held it up in mid-air to look at it. "Could this dream belong to Superman?"

"It doesn't matter who it is." Zhong Miao looked at the way the five strong men checked their equipment, and felt a chill down his back, "I always feel that this dream may not be peaceful."

Everyone brought the most elite equipment.

She looked down at her wrist, what about hers?Can her super powers be used?

"Shh." Dick gestured to everyone, "Someone is coming."

The room fell silent for a while, only the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

Click.

The jack on the iron door was pulled open from the outside, and a strange cracking sound resounded in the room.

Zhong Miao followed the sound and saw a pair of miserable green eyes looking at him viciously.

Is there anyone else in this sealed room?