I train Batman in a horror world

Chapter 109 Getting Rained On, Taking a Shower

Gotham's geographical location dictates that it will be different from its neighboring sister city, Metropolis.

The former is always sunny, while the latter is perpetually shrouded in gloom.

But you know that.

The rain in Gotham never comes without warning.

Just like taking a shower, you certainly wouldn't turn on the showerhead and let the water run for no reason.

And the rain in Gotham is the same.

Alfred stood tall and straight on the open lawn of Wayne Manor.

The torrential rain falling from above miraculously veered off his body, and not a single drop of water landed on him.

Thanks to the existence of the living bat cave, it can perfectly isolate this rain curtain, ensuring that the butler won't get wet at all.

This is not difficult at all for the Bat Cave.

However, isolating it from the rain is not its most pressing need right now.

Rather, it needs to isolate itself from a larger entity.

Above the lawn of Wayne Manor.

A futuristic alien spaceship is hovering.

In the movie, the spaceship makes its appearance in a typical alien invasion scenario.

Of course, this isn't in a movie.

Instead, Bruce Wayne personally piloted the Predator's spaceship back to Gotham.

"Buzz"

A short while later.

The hatch was wide open.

Welcome back!

"Squeak!!!"

The piercing screech just came from the hatch when a black figure with incredible speed burst out!

In the blink of an eye, Alfred found himself entangled by a tail.

Raise your head.

What I saw was a monster with four fangs, no eyes, and a smooth, fan-shaped head...?!

"Robin! Come back here!" Bruce ran out of the hatch immediately!

He was terrified that the Predator Xenomorph might cause even the slightest harm to the butler, Alfred!

But after all, his heart was connected with this iron-blooded alien.

As soon as he stepped out of the hatch, he saw the Predator Xenomorph lying in Alfred's arms like a baby, greedily inhaling the butler's scent.

Bruce was somewhat taken aback, unable to figure out what was going on.

But the next second, Foul's perfectly timed explanation came to my ears.

"It seems that it recognized the butler as your family member, and so it naturally regarded the butler as its own family member as well."

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Bruce couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This product, born from the fusion of the genes of the Ultimate Predator and the Alien Queen, grows at a speed far beyond imagination.

Almost immediately after the decision to adopt, the other person's size began to increase exponentially.

In a short time, it grew to the size of a large dog.

"Come back, Robin!" Bruce shouted.

Upon hearing this, the Predator, who had been curled up in Alfred's arms like a baby, broke free and quickly came to Bruce's side.

It excitedly darted around Bruce's legs, then tried to climb onto him.

But Bruce glared at him, and he instantly became obedient.

But judging from its wildly wagging tail, it's clear that it's not entirely obedient.

"Robin?" Alfred winked at his young master.

Judging from the butler's reaction, he seems to be more receptive to new things than one might have imagined.

The only thing that might pique my curiosity is how my young master refers to the creatures.

"It's all Foul's fault..." Bruce naturally shifted the blame onto Foul.

Bruce then briefly explained the origin of the creature to the butler.

The culprit, Fowler, was clearly unwilling to take the blame.

Fu'er put her hands on her hips: "What do you mean 'it's all my fault'? I'm doing this for your own good! Fu'er has been so lonely while you're gone. What's wrong with having a child keep her company?! This is your child!"

Alfred:

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He genuinely hoped that his young master would get married and have children in the future, forming a family.

This way, he can better fulfill his role as a butler.

Just looking at this strangely shaped creature...

Alfred couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"hehe."

Bruce responded with a cold laugh to Foul's explanation.

The reason this Predator was named Robin was simply to satisfy Sherlock Holmes's little quirk.

This guy keeps calling me Robin.

Then I might as well name this Predator Robin!

Bruce planned to go up and give the butler a quick hug.

Robin's presence is somewhat of a hindrance.

So he grabbed the Ironblood Robin by the head and flung it away like he was lifting a cat by the scruff of its neck.

Seeing this, Holmes roared and pounced on the Predator, mounting it and shouting, "Amazing Robin, let's go!"

Meanwhile, the Bat Cave, which had been quietly isolated from its surroundings, suddenly became jealous!

Let the rain pelt them!

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Alfred, the two quickly returned from the lawn to the manor gate.

And at this time.

Bruce then truly felt the torrential rain in Gotham.

The butler noticed that his young master's gaze was fixed on the distance and assumed that he intended to send the alien spaceship back to Lucius.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Believe me, Master Bruce, Mr. Lucius has long since lost interest in these alien technologies."

Bruce blinked. "Are you uninterested, or do you just not want to see me again?"

"Both."

"Ha ha..

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Bruce shrugged and activated the spaceship's stealth technology using the microcomputer on his arm armor.

The massive spaceship vanished in an instant, leaving no trace.

Bruce had already come up with a plan regarding what to do with the spaceship.

Do you remember that below this manor, there was a naturally formed cave that housed a large group of bats and was extremely spacious?

At that time, this natural cave will become his secret base.

It is also the bat cave that Fore talks about with great pride.

Similarly, this bat cave is even said to be alive.

Just as Bruce and the butler were about to enter the room.

Bruce suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked out at the scenery.

The rain fell like a curtain, pouring down in a continuous downpour, while a cool breeze swept over us.

Bruce simply watched and observed silently, without saying a word.

As always, the butler Alfred stood silently beside his young master, keeping him company.

"Any new information from Reshogu?" Bruce suddenly asked.

"After that meeting, he stopped sending people to spy on us like before," Alfred said.

"But he's definitely still watching us," Bruce asserted.

He didn't believe that Rashomon would be so honest.

The fact that the manor was no longer being monitored as before meant that his henchmen were watching Gotham City from the outside.

The state of self-monitoring has never completely disappeared.

Bruce was certain that once he showed up, Reshogu would find out.

And the final battle between Jupiter and Reshogu.

There is still nearly a year to go.

In reality, neither side had a precise date in mind.

But Bruce knew it, and so did Raschog.

That day is almost here.

During this year, Bruce believed he would most likely not start any new training programs.

Because he needs to build his own hunting ground in Gotham.

He wanted to wipe out all of Rashomon's henchmen buried in Gotham.

"Young Master Bruce, would you like me to prepare a bath for you?" Alfred smelled the young master's scent and thought that the young master should take a bath.

It doesn't smell as good as before, and it has a slightly wild scent.

Alfred thought that a stronger fragrance would suit his young master better.

Bruce did not answer the butler's question immediately.

He stretched out his hand, letting the rain fall into his palm, and then said.

"Gotham has already given me a bath."

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