American comic book: After mastering resurrection, I became incredibly popular.

Joshua then decisively pulled out a revolver from a hidden compartment in the stair railing. As he pulled the hammer, he firmly told Wang Baixi, "I've used guns before, so don't worry about leaving it to me!"

“Alright, now’s not the time to linger,” Wang Baixi grabbed Joshua’s hand and turned to Alfred. “Mr. Pennyworth, Cassandra! Let’s get into the Batcave!”

"Mr. Wang, you and Mr. Joshua go ahead first. Miss Cassandra and I will cover you!"

Cassandra didn't turn around. The claw on her left swung its long blade toward her abdomen, and as Cassandra dodged, her right leg swept across the claw's side. The force of that kick was enough to send an ordinary person flying, but the claw only swayed for a moment before turning and lunging again.

While firing at the claws, Alfred used the opening to rush to the grandfather clock and set the minute hand to forty-eight.

As the bookshelf moved, Wang Baixi had already pulled Joshua to stand on the steps. He didn't want his newly resurrected man to die in front of him like this, so he turned around and shouted at Cassandra and Alfred, "You two hurry up!"

Cassandra retreated swiftly, pushing Alfred towards the entrance of the passage, and faced the attack of the three claws alone.

Seeing this, Wang Baixi immediately ran out of the passage. He told Alfred to go down quickly, while he locked onto the claws fighting Cassandra and concentrated the spreading energy in his body into his chest.

"Cassandra, get away from me!"

[Soul Vortex activated!]

[Skill experience points +10!]

[Current Mana: 10.5/40] (1 point was restored in the middle)

A dark purple shockwave suddenly spread out from Wang Baixi's center. Cassandra finally understood Wang Baixi's words and quickly distanced herself from the claws, now standing at the edge of the entire circular formation.

The two claws at the front seemed to be hit head-on by an invisible fist, their bodies trembled violently, and their attack movements slowed down.

"Cassandra! Retreat!"

Compared to the several claws that would suffer at least five seconds of mental confusion, Cassandra was only briefly dizzy for a second or two. However, she did not hesitate to give up the pursuit and instead flew towards the bookshelf entrance.

As she ran past Wang Baixi, she grabbed his wrist, pulling him along and causing him to stumble and fall into the passageway.

Finally, after the two had passed safely, the bookshelf closed heavily behind them, separating the bat cave from the dangerous world outside.

Inside the bat cave, Joshua was leaning against the edge of the control panel, while Alfred stood ramrod straight, holding his shotgun.

At that moment, Tim's panting face suddenly appeared on the main screen of the Batcave, with the Gotham night sky behind him.

"Alfred! Has something happened at Wayne Manor? I've overheard the Court of Owls talking about..."

“We already know, Tim,” Alfred interrupted Tim. “Wayne Manor is currently occupied by the Claws, but the four of us have safely retreated into the Batcave without any casualties. What about you guys?”

Tim remained silent for nearly two seconds.

"...I'm taking care of things here. Once I'm done, Rang and I will get back as quickly as possible."

Wang Baixi's shoulders slumped, but in a daze, he seemed to remember something and said to Tim, "Tim, do you think the Batcave can withstand the Claws' attack?"

"Please believe me, given enough time, we will definitely make it back," Tim said with some guilt.

He knew he had misjudged the situation. He hadn't thought Bain and the Court of Owls would flip the table so easily, but...

"Alright, stop saying things like that! Instead, think about what Batman would do if he were still alive." He stood up, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as he silently looked at the so-called High Adaptive Combat Suit.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Batman's Away, Time for a Short Trip

As soon as Wang Baixi finished speaking, he heard ominous warnings coming from inside his head.

[High-level dead aura detected *3]

[Experience points +200!]

[Resurrection spell cooldown countdown: 123 hours 05 minutes]

Three more?

“Tim, we need a solution now,” Wang Baixi said, forcing himself to speak.

Now is not the time for tears and sobs.

Waiting for Robin and the Angel of Death to descend from the sky? That's the mindset of a weakling!

What are your thoughts?

"Go to Metropolis and ask Superman for help!"

“…Superman has other things to do, but I happen to have a new idea,” Tim said solemnly. “The suit in front of you is equipped with an emergency defense protocol. As long as someone wears it, I can support you through the suit’s remote control system. But first, we need to decide who will wear the suit.”

At this point, he began to mutter to himself.

“But Cassandra isn’t tall enough, and the suit would severely restrict her movement. Mr. Joshua’s shoulders are too broad, and the breastplate can’t be fastened at all. Alfred’s old knee injury will affect the suit’s lower limb assist system. So only…”

"receive!!"

Wang Baixi's voice came from the direction of the battle suit display case.

Tim on the screen looked up and froze.

But Wang Baixi had already put on the black tactical pants with grappling hooks, Joshua was helping him pull down his shoulder armor, and Cassandra was squatting on the ground, trying her best to tighten the laces of his tactical boots.

As he was fully equipped, a soft electronic voice immediately reached his ears:

[Welcome Batman #002, donning this armor. Granting you full access to the Batcave...]

"Oh, I'm number 2?"

"Your Majesty, why are you already wearing it?!" Tim exclaimed, his eyes wide.

Actually, he had long wanted to slash Batman and steal the Batmobile to make it his own!

Wang Baixi said earnestly, "Respecting the elderly and caring for the young are traditional virtues, so there's no need to trouble Mr. Pennyworth with such matters."

"Thank you, sir." Alfred smiled helplessly, but looked at Wang Baixi very seriously.

The suit was slightly loose on him, but the overall fit was barely acceptable. The bat emblem on his chest had a matte finish under the cold light of the Batcave.

"It looks pretty good, it's like it was made for me. Can I take it home?"

"Alright, King, get serious!" Tim bombarded the communication channel with a string of commands. "The suit you're wearing right now was designed to deal with Bane. You and I both know that Bane's weakness is his venom infusion tube, so the focus of this suit is stealth and agility, not head-on confrontation. Do you know what that means?"

"It means I can't fight claws head-on."

"Yes, what you need to do is put on the chin guard next to the suit, and then lure them deeper into the cave."

"Lead it deeper into the cave?"

Meanwhile, Wang Baixi was also surprised that Batman had prepared a chin guard. What was it for? To hide his sexy chin and prevent the Joker from falling for him?

However, instead of continuing his banter during this crisis, he obediently put it on.

Tim replied, "Yes! Next, you gain full access to the Batcave. You can directly lower the cave's temperature to below zero degrees Celsius, which will take about two to three minutes. You should understand what happens next, right?"

"I understand, the claws' weakness is low temperatures. But I won't freeze to death, will I?"

"Don't worry, this suit not only counters Bane, but also Mr. Freeze." Tim forced a laugh.

"What about the others?" Wang Baixi asked again.

"The others need to go to the armory. They can't withstand the low temperatures. The armory has insulated cabinets and cold-weather suits for polar operations. Hurry up! Don't forget to turn off the computer before you leave. The extremely low temperature environment is also very damaging to the Bat computer."

Without asking any further questions, Alfred immediately shut down most of the systems in the Batcave and, supporting Joshua's arm, headed towards the armory. Joshua glanced back at Wang Baixi as they walked.

"Your Majesty, can you manage alone?"

"Don't underestimate me!" Wang Baixi forced a smile.

Joshua wanted to say something, but Alfred half-pushed and half-dragged him into the armory.

Cassandra stood still, making two gestures in sign language as she looked at Wang Baixi.

“You go too, Cassandra.” Wang Boxi pointed towards the armory. “Protect Mr. Joshua and Afu. I’ll handle those guys up there myself. If I can’t beat them, I can run away. You have to trust your fellow Chinese, hmm?”

Cassandra's eyes showed helplessness, but she still nodded to him in the end and turned to run towards the armory.

Subsequently, the armory's blast doors slammed shut, and under Tim's guidance, Wang Baixi also connected to the temperature control system in the main hall of the Bat Cave.

As the cold air whistled through the ventilation ducts at the top of the cave, the thermal insulation system of his suit activated.

A faint warm current spread from the thermostat module inside the chest armor. His body was still a little stiff, but he figured he wouldn't freeze solid.

Soon, the temperature in the hall had dropped to minus one degree Celsius.

“Mr. Wang, I have opened the entrance to the passage from the inside.” Alfred’s voice came through the armory’s communication channel. “They will be in in no more than thirty seconds.”

"Received." Wang Baixi glanced down at the tool bag hanging on his combat suit belt, opened the flap, and saw a row of neat tool slots.

Smoke grenades, batarangs, grappling hook guns, plastic explosives, and a few other things he couldn't name at all.

How many mysterious gadgets does Batman actually have?

“Wang, there are plastic explosives and remote detonators in the hidden pocket on the outside of your thigh, but those require professional training. You can use batarangs and smoke grenades.”

"Then why did you say that? Are you trying to keep me in suspense?"

“Just a beginner’s tip… there’s one more thing,” Tim added, “the helmet has a thermal imaging mode for the left eye; you can activate it by tapping it twice.”

"Now, follow my instructions: the cooling system inside the bat cave will reach minus 25 degrees Celsius in just a few minutes. All you have to do is deal with them."

"What if I can't outmaneuver them?"

"Then just destroy the ventilation ducts. It will be a mess, but I'll take care of the cleanup. But be careful: you have to make sure you get out safely."

"Ah! It's good that I don't have to take responsibility!" Wang Baixi then said to the people in the armory, "Everyone, can you hear me?"

“I understand, Mr. Wang,” Alfred replied.

"I'll go and lure them in now. You all stay in the armory and don't move around."

After saying this, he turned on the thermal imaging mode of his helmet, and the outline of the heat source in the direction of the hall immediately appeared in his field of vision. He then discovered that six bright humanoid light spots were gathered at the entrance of the bookshelf.

They came really fast.

He immediately turned around and ran straight into the depths of the bat cave. He stopped at the fork in the road between the training ground and the armory, leaned against the rock wall, and reached for the smoke grenade trigger switch on the inside of his forearm.

Just then, three claws rushed out from the direction of the main passage, chasing after his trail. Their movements remained as fierce as before, but they were a bit stiffer.

The lead claw nearly slipped and fell while turning because of its knee slipping. It managed to regain its balance by bracing itself against the rock face with its elbow.

"Tim, they've already started to be affected by the low temperature," Wang Baixi reported in a low voice.

"That's not enough. The current temperature can only slow them down. To completely incapacitate them, it needs to be at least minus twenty degrees Celsius. While they're still too slow to react, continue to stall for time."