Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 85 The wooden door in the heart: Part [-] (please subscribe)

That was the first time he saw his parents so irritable and angry.

It seems that studying art is not a good thing.

From then on, the boy found that it seemed that only when he got the best grades in the exam would the smiles on his parents' faces appear when they praised him.

He can only see the smiling faces of his parents if he studies hard, finishes his studies hard, and puts all his energy on his studies.

From that time on, he no longer had time to figure out all the comic stories.

The pictures I saw when I was a child also began to fade away from my mind.

Even later, I could only recall everything I saw at that time through movies.

Bruce tried to comfort him, but his hands were on the boy's body, just across the boy's shoulders.

Bruce couldn't do anything.

He almost forgot that this place was an unknown world.

The boy began to learn, but still occasionally picked up a paintbrush and repainted his favorite things.

Until one day his paintings were discovered by his father.

That was the first time he saw such an angry father. He punched and kicked him without even letting him explain.

Because, in the eyes of my parents, it was just a rather boring thing with no money.

All he has to do is be obedient, study hard, and become what his parents want him to be.

Almost everything from college to work has been arranged by parents.

All he can do is to draw the thoughts in his heart in his spare time.

Because only at that time was he free.

Although he feels that he is in a cage all the time.

This sentiment is clearly reflected in his paintings.

The heroes who once yearned for sunshine, freedom, and friendship have long since disappeared.

He didn't want that friendly neighbor in New York to appear on his drawing paper.

Some are just one after another bats in jet-black battle suits.

He arranged a cage for each bat.

Just like himself, he also arranged a cage for himself.

There, too, he was at bat.

It's just that this picture is destined not to be seen by everyone.

That Bruce watched the child grow up slowly, and on the way to work, he rescued a child carrying a drawing board.

It was like saving him when he was young.

But the boy closed his eyes.

Everything he saw was the world and people he had longed for.

It was only when he opened his eyes and saw the world for the first time that his consciousness gradually blurred, and his consciousness began to slacken.

There is another consciousness that is merging his consciousness and memory.

But the boy didn't feel any resentment.

He is very happy to see the world with his own eyes.

Bruce also walked out of the wooden door at this time.

A boy's life is stored behind this wooden door.

But the wooden door didn't last too long, it began to decay and disappear slowly.

Just like that child, he only appeared in this world for a moment.

As for the other door, Bruce already knew exactly what the world would be like inside.

How did he appear in this world.

The kid who created everything about Batman had absolutely no way of drawing his own.

Bruce still walked towards the bat door, and after pushing the door hard, the scene that appeared was different from what Bruce had imagined.

It was empty.

There is only a mass of black at the end.

Bruce walked over.

When he did reach the end, it wasn't anywhere else.

It's the prison where the bat is held.

The last thing that kid drew.

But Bruce didn't know why these things didn't appear in front of him until now.

"What problem did you encounter?" Thomas looked at Bruce with some concern. It was obvious that Bruce was not in the right state.

Everything he saw before was indeed a big shock to Bruce.

Anyone who knows that he was created may be shaken.

But Bruce adjusted his condition in the shortest possible time.

He was created.

But now he is already a real life, not to mention that the things he is carrying are no longer just his business.

Bruce also understood why what he saw in the fear gas before were two worlds.

One of them is the boy's own fears.

After the boy was annexed by Bruce, he had no memory for a long time, his memory and life completely disappeared.

It does not mean that his consciousness completely disappeared.

The source of his fear comes from everything he sees through Bruce.

The half-finished Batcave, the gentle Aunt May, and the trouble-making Jessica.

<divclass="contentadv">Similarly, this may be why Bruce has not been able to understand everything until today.

Because at this moment he has gathered everything into his body.

"It's okay." Bruce shook his head.

He calmed himself down.

But it's no longer just the few guys who appeared in this cage now.

A man who is more of a normal bat than before appears here.

"So, what kind of means did you use to trap me here?" For Bruce, who was able to act outside, this new bat obviously wanted to know why he appeared here.

In his memory, he was not supposed to exist here.

After he communicated with Lightning, he had already returned to his Batcave.

But when he opened his eyes, he was already trapped in a prison.

Bruce turned to look at the bat that was now here.

This bat was unlike any other bat he had ever seen.

There is no ferocious appearance of power, let alone the speed that can stop everything in the shortest time.

There is only his composure and calmness.

Of course, there may also be a little stubbornness mixed in.

"How long have you been here?" Bruce didn't answer the bat's question, he just asked the bat again.

Although based on what he saw from the boy's memory, Bruce was able to confirm that the bat that appeared in this cage was a righteous one, but he still couldn't believe the other bat.

It can be said that there are not many guys that bats can trust.

He himself was not one of those guys who could be trusted.

"When you send the other guy away." The bat also didn't quite believe the other bat in front of him.

But at times like this, someone always has to speak first.

"So how did you do it?" Now the bat obviously didn't believe that he could be quietly brought into the cell.

"Is this Arkham or Blackgate?"

It has to be said that the place where this bat appeared was rather embarrassing, and there wasn't any bat in his sight that he could see.

All he could see was a completely dark cell and empty corridors.

As a result, he currently knows nothing about this matter.

"This is a prison for Batman like us, and it's prepared for us." Without waiting for Bruce's answer, another rough voice answered for Bruce.

The ravagers knew very clearly that the prisoners in these prisons were not super criminals.

All those imprisoned are bats like them.

The new Batman who heard this sentence was a little relieved.

He never thought of himself as a so-called hero.

He's just a criminal.

Bruce took a look at the Batman the kid called Ben Bat.

He chose not to say anything more and left the prison.

In the previous Batcave, although Aunt May and Jessica both understood that it was best not to disturb Bruce when he was conducting research and development.

But now the sound of Bruce falling down is too heavy.

Aunt May and Jessica didn't care about what Bruce had said to them before, and rushed straight into the R&D room.

The door of the R&D room saw Bruce lying on the ground.

"Bruce!" Aunt May rushed over, wanting to see Bruce's current situation.

Jessica even started to check Bruce's situation directly.

"The vital signs are pretty stable, he may be overworked." Jessica determined Bruce's current condition in the shortest possible time.

Hearing Jessica's words, Aunt Mei reluctantly let go of her worries.

But now she is still a little worried about Bruce's situation.

I don't know when Bruce might really fall to the ground like this.

"Send him to bed and have a good rest. He can't lie on the ground." Aunt Mei looked at Jessica and spoke.

Jessica naturally nodded in agreement. To Jessica, Bruce's weight is really not that much.

Before Jessica could make a move, Bruce woke up.

"How is it, what's wrong with you?" Aunt May asked how Bruce was feeling now.

"It's okay, maybe I'm just tired." Bruce shook his head and stood up.

Both Jessica and Aunt May looked at Bruce with some concern.

But now Bruce really has no problem.

"I'll just go and take a break." Bruce waved his hands at the two of them, and now he really needs to take a break.

What he had just experienced was really tiring for Bruce.

Seeing Bruce leaving, Aunt Mei instinctively wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

Some things cannot be said.

That is the insistence of these children themselves.

All she could do was to allow them to have a reasonably comfortable logistics.

"Let's go, the baked lobster will be cold in a while." Patting Jessica on the shoulder, Aunt May said to Jessica in a relaxed tone.