Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 77: Restoration
It was dawn, and the sun broke through the night sky, giving the waterfall at the entrance of the bat cave a golden edge.

Bruce was so exhausted that when Dick's condition stabilized, he fell into a deep sleep almost like a coma.

The last thing he did before he fell asleep was to ask Du Mu to place the bodies of the Assassin's League in the freezer of the Hibernating Claws.

"Next, I will store their bodies for 60 years."

Bruce was standing outside the freezer, looking at the claws lying in a row inside and said, "Since those assassins can be resurrected, I chose to imprison them in death until 60 years later, when their original lifespans are nearing the end, and then arrange for their burial or cremation."

Du Mu did not comment on this. This was Bruce's choice, and his own choice was to respect it.

However, when Du Mu looked at those sharp claws, he found that many of them seemed to have been beaten to pieces by Hulk before, and there was even a guy whose head he had cut off in the martial arts gym.

At this time, they were all in good health. Although they had fallen into hibernation and their heartbeats only occurred once a minute, they were obviously still alive.

This surprised Du Mu a little. He didn't expect that the self-healing effect of amber gold was so powerful.

Bruce also explained: "There is indeed a Lazarus Pool beneath Gotham, and the Court of Owls also discovered it and combined it with electrum to create the claws... They almost have the effect of a constant Lazarus Pool."

No wonder the soul didn't float out of that claw at the beginning, it turned out that it was simply not dead.

Bruce then sent Dick into the freezer as well, trying to hibernate him.

Du Mu returned to the martial arts gym only after Bruce finished everything and finally had time to rest.

As soon as I returned to the martial arts gym, I saw Banner cleaning the yard with a few hired servants.

Most of the martial arts arena in the front yard is paved with stone slabs, which makes the ground flat and stable for practicing martial arts. Only the part with plum blossom piles is made of mud.

This made cleaning the floor a bit difficult. After sweeping for a whole morning, they could still see remnants of red marks on the floor tiles.

Du Mu was glad that he had burned the rest of the incense master's skeleton after imprisoning him with his skull.
Otherwise, with all the blood and bones, people who know would understand that it was Master Du slaying demons and monsters, but people who don't know would probably think it was some kind of evil lair.

Seeing that Banner was still trying to scrape the stone bricks with a scraper, Du Mu stopped him and said, "Forget it, it's just a little blood stain. It won't disappear in the future. Just clean the surface."

Upon hearing this, several servants who were cleaning the house stopped what they were doing and went back to the backyard to work.

Du Mu looked at their backs and pondered in his heart. More and more people were living in the backyard. Although the backyard was expanded during the reconstruction this year and the original vegetable garden was turned into a long house, the area was twice as large as the front yard, but it was not a problem to have so many people living in it.

It's time to consider purchasing some more property.

Banner was relieved to see Du Mu coming back: "You are finally back, Hulk couldn't wait any longer."

Du Mu was startled and looked at Banner strangely: "You can communicate with Hulk? But what is Hulk waiting for me for?"

Banner pushed his glasses awkwardly. His glasses fell to the floor of the martial arts gym when Hulk transformed, leaving several cracks.

"Hulk and I...actually, we have always been able to communicate to a limited extent, but we didn't like each other before, so naturally we didn't have much to talk about."

Banner quickly skipped over the topic and then explained, "Actually, it's not Hulk who's waiting for you, but I'm waiting for you. You said before that you would let Hulk out for two hours every day. After I agreed, Hulk started clamoring to come out. But I was afraid that he would lose control, so I had to wait for you to come back."

Although Du Mu never promised in front of Banner that he could restrain Hulk, the other party was the most powerful person Banner knew.

He was also the first person who could make Hulk go back and give his body back to him just by standing in front of him.

Perhaps Du Mu's restraint on Hulk is not only in terms of combat power, but also in terms of spirit.

Based on these two layers of insurance, Banner will seriously consider Du Mu's suggestion.

Otherwise, Banner would just treat it as bullshit. You let Hulk out, but you can't take the responsibility for Hulk's loss of control, so what are you talking about? It's just a pure assumption that it's causing trouble.

Du Mu looked at Banner's serious expression and said seriously, "Okay." Banner nodded and was about to take off his glasses, but was stopped by Du Mu.

He was slightly startled, and looked at Du Mu, who smiled and pointed at his glasses: "Restored to its original state."

Then, the cracks on the lens cracked a few times, and although it made a sound like it was shattering, it actually became a whole again.

Banner was stunned and slowly took off his glasses, only to find that they looked brand new, as if they had turned into the ones he had bought with the first scholarship he earned when he was in junior high school.

The damage caused by Hulk was repaired?

Banner didn't care about the broken glasses at first. After all, they were his own property. It didn't matter if they were broken. It wasn't like they were unusable. In ancient times, people with myopia didn't even have glasses.

But when he saw his repaired glasses, Banner realized that he was happier than he thought.

After all, this is the first thing I bought for myself.

Even if it's cheap, it's less than $70.

Unfortunately, the remaining scholarship was snatched away by other students.

The back of Banner's hand, which was holding the glasses, began to turn green, and his hair gradually turned from black to lighter.

Within a few breaths, a big green guy appeared in the training ground.

The stone slabs on the ground were instantly cracked.

Hulk pinched Banner's glasses with two fingers, looked down at his torn clothes, and felt a little at a loss.

"Banner forgot to change his clothes, it's not Hulk's problem."

Hulk's first words almost made Du Mu laugh.

This was the first time the other party cared about Banner's clothes.

However, Du Mu looked Hulk up and down. Although he was still a giant, his height seemed to be less than three meters.

He's only about 2.9 meters tall.

It sounds scary, but for the Hulk, it is considered thin and small. He is usually at least 3.2 meters tall.

Du Mu recalled the emotions he had just felt when he cast the spell "Repair as before". He closed his eyes and constructed the effect he wanted to achieve. He cast the spell on Hulk's clothes again and said, "Repair as before, stretch to fit."

Suddenly, the torn fabrics began to stretch to each other and sew together automatically. In a moment, a giant wearing a black ancient costume stood here.

If the Hulk normally looks like a monster, when he is dressed appropriately, the inhuman feeling is immediately eliminated. If there is no scale around him for reference, from a distance, he is just a strong man with a green face.

Hulk looked at the clothes on his body and felt incredible. He raised his arms and waved his fists lightly. The clothes on his body did not feel tight at all and fit him perfectly.

Seeing this, Hulk finally couldn't help it, bared his teeth, smiled, lowered his head and said to Du Mu: "Thank you, Du Mu, Hulk likes this dress very much."

thump.

Hearing some noise behind him, Hulk turned around and saw a little guy who looked familiar.

Harry, who learned from the cleaning servant that Du Mu had returned, stood in the corridor between the front and back yards with his eyes wide open.

The steamed buns for breakfast in my hands fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)