When Chaoying meets Little Siren

The belated diagnosis given by Dr. Banner is not optimistic.

"His consciousness has been fighting against this force so far, and it is gradually being weakened." Banner's tone was filled with admiration. He was able to fight against such a storm of consciousness for so long, and he still had a trace of obsession. People are really rare.

But there won't be much time left for them.

He tiredly pressed his temples that were swollen and sore from working all night: "It takes too long to analyze this energy. It would be nice if there are people who are familiar with its components, but we don't know anything about it; and The only character with the same nature on the magical side of us is Loki, and we can only ask when Sol returns to Earth."

However, the Norse god and human beings have completely different perceptions of the passage of time. The ghost knows when he will remember to return to the earth again.

He paused, hesitated and said: "Otherwise, we can only find family members or friends who are familiar enough to him and who are not sensitive to magic to sink him into the storm and bring him out. But it is very dangerous, and those who are not strong-willed can easily fall into it with him.”

Only then did Banner remember and asked, "Who is he? Is his family around?"

"His adoptive father, Bruce Wayne," Tony said.

Banner was taken aback, and reflexively looked at the lying man: "That Wayne?"

At this age, coupled with the face that can vaguely see the outline of a young boy...

Banner frowned, unable to remember his name: "Wayne's second child? But I remember he was..."

"Who knows." Tony said irritably, it would be troublesome if it involved Bruce Wayne.How should he make the other party trust him, how can he get out of this matter, whether Wayne knows that his child is not dead... There are too many issues involved, and it will be very difficult if this matter goes wrong.

The fact that the Avengers and Justice League have another meeting in a few days cannot be a blemish.

Hot potato.

"I know him." Val said, a little eagerly, looking at Tony: "Will he come?"

"It's not that Bruce, miss. It's Bruce Wayne," Tony said, thinking she meant Bruce Banner by Bruce.He hangs the towel on the rack. "You don't want to see another Bruce too much."

"I've seen him." Weier said, standing there slowly organized his words, and said stubbornly: "I know him."

There are many people outside who say they know Bruce.Tony thought, who doesn't know Bruce Wayne?The Prince of Gotham, a scheming idiot, his brain is full of undeniable and useless high-purity syrup like a candy bar.

This also deceives those outsiders.Those who really knew him knew how difficult he was.Tony sneered, that's Gotham, would anyone really believe that Gotham could raise a Brucey?

"Maybe." Tony said perfunctorily, a little distracted: "I will contact that Wayne, doctor, and look after him."

"Do my best," Banner said.After lowering the warning value of the data, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the child distractedly: "Son, why are you here?"

In fact, he should have asked this question a long time ago.Tony likes to work alone the most. He always thinks that someone is disrupting his thinking and slowing down his progress.Even Pepa would be driven upstairs by him when he came.It's pretty rare to see a kid in this guy's studio who's in the "age range I'd never want to deal with in my life" (Tony says).

Quite rare.

The doctor who didn't realize that he invaded the nest of the evil dragon cub thought, and heard her seriously say: "I'm waiting for him to wake up."

"Your family?" Banner unconsciously felt a little guilty. Discussing his family's illness in front of a child would be cruel no matter what. He tried to divert his attention: "Is your brother?"

Val shook her head, as if she was thinking, she reached out to straighten the Nightmare Knight who was twisted by Banner.

"F...Father?" Banner said, a little hard.

She still shook her head, her eyes were a little dazed and curious that didn't need to be answered, when Banner wanted to make his next guess, she said.

"He found me and took me home."

Who is Jay to her?

She still doesn't quite understand the meaning of identity. Jay takes her home, so he is the Jay who takes her home.The ties established through blood and documents have not yet formed a strong stereotype in her heart, and the responsibilities and rights hidden behind the appellation have not been deeply engraved on her, so she doesn't like to think about it too much. those things.

"He is my Jay." Weier said, pinching the fingertips of the sleeping baby with the strength that would leave no fingerprints on a piece of marshmallow, feeling a little aggrieved and sad.

"Mine," she said.

Just returned to the real world, an ordinary person who came back from a different world and settled down, and Bruce, who sent three guests from another world away non-stop, got the news, turned around and took Constantine with him, and drove on the teleporter half an hour later. The door reaches Stark's territory.

He was followed by his eldest son Dick Grayson. Obviously, Bruce did not hide the news of his second son's survival. This is enough shocking news for any normal person who has experienced the death of a loved one.

Tony wasn't too curious about the man in the windbreaker. Constantine's name was not too unfamiliar to the ears of this group of people.He has also heard a little about this person's style, but he is considered half of the identity of the Justice League as insurance. If something goes wrong with the Justice League sponsor, it will give their consultants a headache for a long time.

Tony did not hide the risk, and explained the other party's situation straight to the point, and the primary goal now is to save people.

"I don't recommend you choose the second option."

"The risk is too great," Banner said.

Konstantin took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He held the lighter in his hand. He raised his eyes and saw a child in the room. He put the lighter back in his pocket, biting the unlit cigarette and said lightly: "And the consequence of the first plan is that when the research results are perfect enough to wake him up, you will get a body-sized puppet with most of your self-awareness wiped out and unstable signals like an old TV."

This doesn't give people a choice at all.

"Konstantin, get ready, I'll go." Bruce said, his eyes were heavy, and his palm was comfortingly placed on Will's shoulder.Compared with the worried children, his eldest son was the calmer one.

After all, he's Batman.

"What can I do?" Dick asked simply, not surprised by Bruce's decision."Keep everything running," Bruce said.

"Wait, wait, wait," Tony made a stop gesture, feeling that he couldn't keep up with this overly natural and inexplicable decision, and interrupted them almost in a daze: "I'm not questioning you... okay Honestly I am. But I don't think you can handle this. With all due respect, you're just a normal guy in business."

Bruce looked at him inexplicably, then his eyes quickly fell back on Jason, and after a while, he said, "...he is my child."

As if no one could question a father's will to bring his child back to reality.

"Is this the new law of this fairy tale world? Family love must win?" Tony asked dryly, gritted his teeth, wiped his face, and glared at Konstantin who was laughing out loud.

Konstantin rubbed his nose, coughed lightly, and suppressed his smile: "I will guard, nothing will happen, go, at least try his great fatherly love."

This is a bit harsh to say, but no one cares.Before Bruce sinks into the storm of consciousness, Banner cautiously warns him: "It must not exceed 20 hours. If you exceed this time limit, your situation will be extremely dangerous."

Bruce complied, closing his eyes and waiting for the doctor to activate the device.

He was plunged into darkness.

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The author has something to say:

In the middle of the night, there is a sudden corpse-style update!

I'm sorry, girls, it's because I didn't adjust the balance between study and life and writing, which caused the interruption for so long.

In the future, it will be updated when it is said that it will be updated that day. As long as I don't sleep, the day is not over yet! !

I finally finished writing and fell asleep. I feel nothing. I feel that my style of writing has changed qaq I will wake up tomorrow morning and be beaten qaq