I train Batman in a horror world

On Earth, atop a snow-capped mountain stands a luxurious building.

A tall, robust man with an elegant figure, wearing an expensive light green coat, is watching a news report.

"Gotham's prominent figures, the Wayne couple, were killed in a shooting. Their son, Bruce Wayne, witnessed the entire incident but was unharmed. Police are currently making every effort to locate the perpetrator..."

"Beep—"

The man turned off the news broadcast, swirled the wine glass in his hand, and the red liquid swayed gently at the bottom of the glass, soon creating a vortex.

It would probably take some time to introduce this man.

Because his real name had long been forgotten in the desert.

His current name, or rather his title, is Ra's al Ghul.

The name means "head of the devil".

Why is it called that?

The reason is simple.

He has lived for over a hundred years.

now.

Lei Xiaogu took a sip of the red wine in his glass, then beckoned to one of his loyal subordinates.

His subordinate appeared silently behind him like a phantom, kneeling on one knee.

"What are your orders, sir?"

"Give me some information about Bruce Wayne," Rashogu said.

"clear."

After his subordinates appeared, he disappeared silently.

Lei Xiaogu's thoughts began to drift away.

To be honest.

For an old monster like him who has lived for centuries, the death of a wealthy couple is not enough to attract his attention.

Even their sons are the same.

Reshogu possessed more wealth than a country, and his influence extended across the globe.

Someone like him has no reason to bother with the so-called Wayne couple.

As for why I'm thinking about them right now...

It is because he possesses a lofty ideal.

That is to purify human society.

Those cities that are dark and utterly corrupt deserve a great purge before they can be reborn.

That's Gotham for example.

However, Thomas Wayne stopped him just as he was about to make his move.

Thomas Wayne told Reschog:

He will save Gotham from corruption by leading by example, without resorting to such extreme measures.

Lei Xiaogu certainly gave the other party this opportunity; otherwise, he wouldn't have been sitting here drinking red wine.

Thomas's actions successfully saved Gotham from the purifying fire.

Gotham became less corrupt and less desolate.

It seemed as if everything was developing in a direction of flourishing and prosperity.

Thomas was shot and killed, dying alongside his wife in the alley.

Even Lei Xiaogu couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Gotham is beyond saving.

They have talent like Thomas Wayne, but they don't cherish it.

Ultimately, it is the people of this city who are unworthy.

Logically, Rashomon should be launching a massive purge in Gotham right now.

But he was an absolute idealist.

Because everything Thomas Wayne did did make Gotham look less bad.

This situation conflicted with his beliefs.

When a city or a country is corrupt to the extreme and completely beyond saving, Lei Xiaogu will unleash the "Purifying Fire" to grant them new life.

Gotham at this moment... is stuck in the middle, not quite there yet.

Therefore, Lei Xiaogu chose to wait and see.

The one thing he has no shortage of is time.

He will only make his move when the time comes and Gotham is completely plunged into darkness.

same.

This is why he was observing Thomas's son, Bruce Wayne.

He needs to know what the child is thinking right now.

Like himself, he believed Gotham was beyond saving.

Like his father, he still believed that Gotham could be saved.

If it's the former, he would be very happy to have the other person join him.

As for the latter?

You should see what happened to your father.

My thoughts drifted here.

Lei Xiaogu believed he had considered things comprehensively enough.

It would be impolite to think about it any further.

He did not believe that a trained British butler could stop his henchmen.

at this point.

I should go and see how my daughter Talia is doing in her training.

......

......

......

"Gotham! Your Godfather is back!"

As Bruce plopped down on the bed in his room, he realized he was really home.

To describe the difference between the feeling of returning and the feeling of leaving.

Bruce could only feel a buzzing in his ears.

As he left the world of *The Shining*, Holmes's voice boomed like a megaphone, deliberately shouting in his ear, "You passed!"

This death infuriated him!

Meanwhile, the "Bat Cave" that had returned to the room had already been transformed into starlight by Holmes with lightning speed and forcibly poured into his body.

In Foul's words, "Just squeeze it in, it's okay."

Bruce was quite resentful about this.

Although hotels can change between the tangible and the intangible.

But to just stuff it into your body like that would be incredibly irresponsible!

now.

The hotel's voice echoed in his mind.

"Bruce..."

"what?!"

Bruce raised an eyebrow. He had specifically requested that the hotel not allow him to speak to them casually!

Otherwise, you'll have one voice in your head and then another voice from outside.

With their gossipy nature, it probably won't be long before he goes crazy!

Bruce assumed the hotel was asking him where he should go, so he said:

"You may come out and blend into Wayne Manor, but remember, you are not allowed to disturb Alfred, nor are you allowed to affect anyone who comes to the manor!"

"I know, I know... Your manor is even bigger than my original body, and there really is a cave under the manor. I'll go down there later, but..." The hotel hesitated.

Bruce raised an eyebrow again.

"I'm begging you..." the hotel said.

"What do you want from me?" Bruce asked, looking puzzled.

"I'll listen to you completely, I'll do whatever you say, really!"

The hotel's voice trembled even more violently, as if it had been frightened by something.

Bruce glanced at Fowler instinctively.

This guy was flying around the room carefree, and nothing seemed amiss.

Noticing his gaze, Fore stopped flying, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at Master Fu? Even though Master Fu's name contains the character for 'fortune,' I'm not your Master Fu."

"..."

Bruce rolled his eyes; his worst fears had come true.

As Foul spoke from outside, the voice of the hotel echoed in his mind once more.

The two voices made his head spin.

"I swear to you, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west, and I will strictly obey any of your orders..." the hotel staff continued to mutter.

"What are you trying to say?!" Bruce interrupted.

"Like I said before, I'll be your bat cave, your fortress, your lapdog..."

The hotel's voice trembled to an unprecedented degree, clearly indicating that it was the strange entity that was present.

But at this moment, it looked like a frightened child, pitiful and pathetic.

"I have only one request, Mr. Bruce," the hotel said.

"What?" Bruce's eyebrows furrowed.

"Don't leave me behind," the hotel said.

"What?" Bruce was even more confused. This hotel had said so much, and this was all it was?

Don't abandon it?

Didn't it itself clamor to follow me?!

The hotel's subsequent response immediately dispelled his confusion.

"This city...it's always trying to devour me...once I leave Wayne Manor, it will devour me!"

"It's absolutely terrifying!"