I train Batman in a horror world

Chapter 111 A Day at Wayne Manor

"This has drawbacks!"

"Indeed, not wearing clothes is a bad habit, Master Bruce."

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Bruce frowned, trying to get up, but the butler grabbed him and made him obediently let Alfred wash his wet hair.

"I'm talking about the teleportation in the Batcave!" Bruce said, displeased.

"That's good. I was referring to your bad habit of not wearing clothes." Alfred raised an eyebrow.

"Afu!"

Bruce was furious!

He finally figured it out.

Not only Fu'er could successfully influence his mood, but also his butler, Afu!

Those two "Fu" characters are so annoying!

Little Bat said, "You're really useless, Batcave. Next time, remember to have Bruce appear naked in front of the girls, not in front of the butler!"

Butler Daifu said, "I agree with that, but we still need to have clothes."

"Hey, I'm right here!"

Bruce immediately became anxious about the exchange between the two "fortunes"!

He stood up, snatched the towel the butler was gently rubbing for him, and then vigorously rubbed his hair with it.

Bruce then simply draped the towel around his neck and shared his experience of transmitting the signal.

He said, "The downside I'm referring to is that the Batcave doesn't allow me to appear anywhere in Gotham at any time; it's limited to Wayne Manor!"

Fowler leaned back on the soft sofa, his gaze fixed on a certain spot.

"Did you hear that? My son's calling you useless! You've lived here for so long, and you're still afraid to leave the manor!"

"I want to too!" Bat Cave said, feeling wronged.

It was only after Bruce returned that this change occurred.

If it were before, when Bruce wasn't around, it wouldn't even have had the courage to leave the manor!

It was the changes in Gotham that caused its changes.

Or to be more precise.

Bruce's transformation led to Gotham's transformation, and Gotham's transformation in turn led to its own transformation!

Yes, it is like that!

"But you still have a lot of room to maneuver now that you've taken over the Bat Cave, right? After all, it was a hotel before!" Foul asked.

"It's not that big. I have a feeling that once I take it away from the manor, it will only be able to extend a few meters," Bruce said helplessly.

Although the butler didn't quite understand the reasoning, judging from the Bat Cave's silence, it was probably as his young master had said.

as predicted.

The Bat Cave then said this.

"At most the distance of a storeroom, of course, the storeroom inside the manor, probably a space of about ten square meters!" Bat Cave said.

"Then how do we improve?" Foul asked.

Foul believes this thing can be improved, otherwise, every time he encounters an enemy, he'll just shout at them, "Come home and have a go!"

This might work for women, but it's hard to say for men.

"This will require the young master's efforts," Bat Cave said.

"Me?" Bruce asked, puzzled.

"You need to make this city accept you as you accepted me," the Batcave said.

Upon hearing this, Holmes suddenly understood. "It means conquering Gotham, making it raise your favorability rating! But logically, shouldn't the favorability rating be maxed out from the start?"

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Bruce sighed, got up and walked around for a while, then accidentally stepped on Robin's tail, causing her to let out a pitiful scream.

"Squeak!"

"Feel sorry."

So the baby Robin crawled up to him very naturally and asked Bruce to hold him.

Bruce picked it up, somewhat helplessly.

Looking at the Ironblood Xenomorph curled up in Bat Boy's arms, Da Fu and Xiao Fu couldn't help but twitch their lips.

The former recalled his previous thought that Bruce should make some normal friends, but now it seems that the situation has become even more serious!?

The latter was simply very annoyed. If he had known that this Predator Xenomorph would be so clingy, he wouldn't have bothered with it!

"Perhaps this has something to do with my vow to change Gotham," Bruce mused.

He had told Gotham loudly when he was eight years old.

He will no longer allow Gotham to condone everything.

But until now, he hasn't made any changes and has been focusing on learning.

Perhaps if he wants to expand the existence of the Batcave, he needs to fulfill his original promise?

Foul nodded. "That makes sense. The more you do in Gotham, the bigger the Batcave will get? That sounds a bit odd..."

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Bruce let out a sigh of relief.

He believes that the evolutionary path of the bat cave is "a long and arduous one."

Just as Bruce was pondering this, the butler Alfred suddenly took out several unopened letters from his pocket.

"There's still plenty of time, my young master. Perhaps you don't need to push yourself so hard. Read a few letters from your friends and relax a bit."

"letter?"

Bruce tried to get up, but found that Baby Robin's tail had unknowingly wrapped around his thigh, and his whole body seemed to be sticking to him tightly.

Seeing this, Alfred took the initiative to open the letter and hand it to his young master.

"Miss Zatana's letter shows that it's not just Gotham City or Reshogo who are thinking of you; your friends are thinking of you too."

"The letter she wrote?"

Bruce was somewhat surprised, then looked at it together with Foll, who was perched on his shoulder.

The letter Zatana sent was very simple, containing only words of concern.

At the beginning, Zatanna asked Bruce if he had time to come and see the new magic extravaganza she and her father were hosting.

Then Zatana became puzzled about Bruce's whereabouts and why there hadn't been a reply for so long.

Then in the end, Zatanna became furious and declared that if he didn't reply, she would disown Bruce as a friend!

"That's quite romantic. They could have just talked on the phone, but they insisted on using letter paper," Fu said with a chuckle.

"Shut up." Bruce rolled his eyes.

It's precisely because they can't answer the phone themselves that they resort to this primitive method!

Bruce felt he needed to find a time to reply to the other party.

same.

He felt that as soon as he returned to Gotham, all sorts of things came one after another, and he was eager to verify the results of his time of training.

But it's clear that Bruce has never received any training when it comes to dealing with girls.

I'll reply to her later.

Bruce placed the envelope on the sofa, then asked the butler, "How's Lucius doing? Is he free lately?"

He needed to test his results in various aspects, and naturally he also needed to test Lucius's research on the Ironblood technology during this period.

Unfortunately, because he gave Lucius too much technology, the latter became very dissatisfied with his little boss.

The money arrived, but the complaints persisted.

So, even when he's testing Lucius's experimental results, he still needs to see if Lucius has the time!

So why do we need to see if Lucius has time?

Bruce was probably aware of it.

"Maybe tomorrow," Alfred said.

"Maybe?" Bruce tilted his head. What do you mean, "maybe"?

"This is, after all, your first day back, my young master. There's no need to push yourself so hard." The butler's words were not much different from before.

"All right."

Seeing that his young master hadn't argued with him, Alfred was in a fairly good mood.

He stood up, intending to prepare food for the young master.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and glanced at Master Bruce.

Bruce leaned back on the sofa, a sleeping Predator in his arms. Several letters from Zatanna were spread out in the Batcave for Bruce and the bat on his shoulder to read.

Maybe.

Perhaps these inhuman friends would be a good choice for Bruce.

Alfred always believed he was very receptive to change.

Is it really like this?

How much worse can it get in the future?

I definitely have normal friends.

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