[Zhongyingmei] I save the world by transforming

...and this dream again.

Bruce Wayne watched everything in silence.

It's a passenger ship, and the decor looks like it's from around the 20s.The tourists who are about to board the passenger ship gather on the deck to talk and laugh, not knowing everything about what is coming.

A voice he was familiar with that was almost the same as Emiya Kiritsugu asked: "There are two passenger ships that are about to sink, one with [-] people on board, and the other with [-] people on board. You are the only one who can repair the ship, And you can only repair one boat at a time."

"How would you choose?"

"Control the ship's system or use the machine to repair two ships at the same time. On the premise that there is no system and machine available, repair one ship as quickly as possible, then repair the other one, and contact rescue." Bruce Low answer loudly.

But he's just a ghost in someone's dream, and his answers can't change anything.So the man in the black windbreaker walked past his body and gave his answer.

Of course, he chose 300 people.The passenger ship waiting to sink with [-] passengers set sail again, and the [-] people smiled and thanked the young man who saved them, but Emiya Kiritsugu looked at the deck of another passenger ship that was running parallel not far away. Sinking into the endless sea with a scream of terror.

This picture is really ridiculous, every smiling face is extremely ironic, as if reminding him that this kind of salvation is premised on the sacrifice of another part of the people.

But the most ridiculous thing is the person who asked this extreme problem, this feeling that every choice will not lead to any good ending... Bruce Wayne is not very strange.He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

No matter how many times he is asked to choose, he will give the same answer, and he will never give up.But he is not the one who really faces these situations, so how can he be sure that he can be perfect in the unexperienced events?

The passenger ship continued to move forward, and the choice was placed in front of Emiya Kiritsugu again and again, and he gave his only answer again and again, even if the people he had saved turned to resent him and curse him.

Finally, the final choice.

"On this escape boat, there are three people, but there is only water and food for two," said the voice.

Bruce Wayne stepped on the rough sea, he still couldn't touch anything, and no one could see him.This feeling is very strange, but he has no intention to experience it more carefully.He looked at the small boat that was drifting with the tide, and there were servants who had made a contract with him but had not yet turned white hair, and two strangers, a young woman with long silver hair and red eyes. A little girl with the same silver hair and red eyes and a face similar to hers.

The voice asked again: "How would you choose?"

With countless bloodstains on the hem of the black clothes, Emiya Kiritsugu, who had a tired face, finally smiled with relief.

He stood up on the rickety boat, the silver-haired woman tilted her head in confusion, grabbed the hem of his clothes, the blood on it stained her white palms, "Kiritsugu?" And she The girl in her arms yelled for no reason, "Dad?"

If there is anything that can be regarded as redemption for the current him, it is no longer necessary to sacrifice others, probably it is.

So when faced with such a choice, he did not hesitate as always.He pushed away the silver-haired woman's hand, stretched his arms, and fell backwards into the deep sea.

"!" Bruce didn't have time to make any extra thoughts, and jumped into the sea after him!

The seawater poured into his nasal cavity and ears, and the seawater, which was untouchable for him, suddenly had substance, and they scrambled to squeeze him to force him to give up.He took out the portable oxygen from the universal belt that appeared at his waist at unknown times and bit it in his mouth, endured the increased pressure and continued to dive, finally the figure of Emiya Kiritsugu appeared in his field of vision.

The man with an oriental face was still sinking, his short black curly hair was soaked in sea water and faded to white, and his skin color also turned dark, turning into a familiar look.

The back of Bruce Wayne's hand under the glove flashed a red light, he pushed aside the sea water that blocked him, and firmly held Emiya Kiritsugu's left hand with his right hand with the Command Seal.

"No one dies, and no one needs to die," he said, "including you, Emiya."

Bai Kui lying in the guest room of Wayne Manor suddenly opened his eyes.

In Emiya Kiritsugu's strategy level, what he needs to train is not only different killing skills, but also the ability to choose.He had to make the same choice as Emiya Kiritsugu in order to get his approval and finally obtain the authority to use the Noble Phantasm. ...Even if, he felt, perhaps Emiya Kiritsugu himself also hoped to see someone who could make a better choice.

Just like using Astolfo for a long time, you will feel that women's clothing is very pleasant. As the time as Emiya Kiritsugu increases, it is not so much that he is playing Emiya, borrowing Emiya's power... It's more like Emiya descended into this world through his body.He doesn't really care about this, anyway, their ultimate goal is the same, want to save the world, who is really leading the implementation, it is the same to him.

Therefore, dreams like that did appear frequently during this time in Gotham. As Hassan, he was still searching Gotham, so he was able to clearly know that he was dreaming, and gradually got used to it.But this time seems to be different, why is there an extra Batman in his dream?

Batman himself, who was bewildered by him, was also watching him on the monitor.

Ever since he had a top cast to play Bruce Wayne for him, he hasn't appeared in the sun for many days. He successfully pushed his biological clock back and forth, and passed Chinese time in Gotham.Like today, it was already evening when he woke up.

"Master Bruce, how does it feel to travel in China?" Alfred opened the curtains, and the warm sunset light shone on Bruce's side face through the window. He took his eyes off the surveillance video and raised his hand to block it. Light, Mr. Housekeeper saw this and said: "Need I remind you? That gentleman who is good at disguising will leave, and you still have to go back to the sun."

Bruce shook his head, "Alfred, it is precisely because Hassan the Hundred Faces will not exist for too long that I want to make use of them and race against time."

The old butler met his eyes and knew that this time, his thoughts could not be shaken, so he could only sigh, "Master Dick said that he would come to help tonight, so I'll go get ready."

Bruce paused, and nodded slightly to show that he heard it. The butler could only shake his head, wondering how long the awkwardness between the father and son would last.

If you want to say what impression you have of Emiya Kiritsugu, then his answer is: a knot.

His colleagues in the Justice League might be happy to give him the same description... but he felt that Emiya Kiritsugu was more dead than himself, and that it was half a joke that he really died.

What happens when one knot meets another?

"...Master Bruce." Alfred went back and forth, with a heavy face, "I can't contact Master Jason anymore. His positioning has also failed."

Bruce rushed down the Batcave with a stride. While calling the surveillance video near Jason's school, he used the connection between the master and the servant to ask: Emiya.Did Hassan notice anything unusual?

Because they are all themselves, Bai Kui can complete the communication between the heroic spirits, and Bruce thinks this is the ability of the heroic spirits belonging to the same camp, Bai Kui replied: No. ... No, wait.

There was a deafening explosion, and black smoke rose into the sky from Gotham General Hospital.The location of the explosion was... Lincoln March's hospital room!

All the monitors and monitors arranged by Bruce were blown up at this moment, and Hassan, who was left outside the window, was also blown away more than ten meters by the impact of the explosion.With his heroic spirit's physique, he wouldn't dissipate just like that, he just suffered some injuries, but when he returned to the dilapidated ward, he only saw a little blood on the ground.

... Lincoln March's hospital room exploded and he disappeared.he replied.Needless to say, Bruce, he had already sent the rest of himself there, but this bomber had a strange idea, leaving five bombs in five different places, and in the emergency room of the hospital and other places with the highest traffic A large number of wounded were released, the wounded were affected by the bomb, the frightened doctors, nurses and patients... the whole hospital was in chaos.

Bai Kui was silent, he used Hassan to rescue those affected people, and left a few to screen the people fleeing from the hospital... The result was not optimistic.

Meanwhile, an old sedan drives on the road to the suburbs.

Lincoln March paled and clutched his stomach.The clown is really a fucking lunatic, that bomb almost blows him to pieces, the kind that can't survive even with amber gold, now his abdomen has not fully healed, and the clothes on his body have been blown to pieces It is tattered and tattered, and the spirit of young entrepreneurs cannot be seen at all.

"Where are we going?"

The man in charge of the car was also wearing a clown mask, and his voice ended in a long tone, "You'll know when you get there, Mr. March."

"...Let me declare first that we are just a cooperative relationship, not that he rescued me." He said with a sullen face, "What did the clown do to prepare? Someone is watching me, and it's... something you can't see at all. "I don't know if those damn heroic spirits are right behind him now... He didn't even have a chance to contact Jack.

Borrowing Jack to let him clearly know the concealment of the heroic spirit, although it is incredible, but he can only believe that Batman also has the heroic spirit as a helper.

The man stopped answering the call, but handed him a mobile phone, and the exaggerated tone of the clown came from the mobile phone: "Oh, my friend, poor Lincoln, Lincoln who was played with by the bat in the palm of his hand. Don't be too impatient, If you are impatient, you can only lie in that place, that dark and humid place you hate the most, and live your whole life!"

Lincoln's expression changed, and he almost wanted to jump out of the car, but the clown on the opposite side stopped him with one sentence as if he had seen his reaction: "Dear Lincoln, you don't want to put on the best show for them. Come on, tell me, tell me what you really think! You'd give your all for revenge for everything you hate, right?"

Lincoln March was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The author has something to say: After a day of tossing and almost missed it, this chapter is a little bit late, and I will try to fix it later

感谢在2021062019:57:592021062121:00:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 2 from Ah Miaoya; 1 from Aomori Ying, Qi Sitai Feitang qvq, Mo Ming Qimiao, and Jiang Cheng;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!