American comics: Random transformations.

Click, click, click...

The surrounding machine guns could be heard loading their guns.

"I'm Tian Xiaoban, twelve years old, unmarried, and the future savior who holds the Ark Watch. This is Garfield, an alien creature with a myriad of abilities. Is that ok, Alfred?"

Tian Xiaoban showed the green watch on his wrist. This thing is unique and is the best ID card.

The surrounding machine guns were automatically retracted and the manor's alert was lifted.

Alfred, dressed in a butler's uniform, stood at the door of the villa to greet them.

"Welcome back, both of you. I'm sorry I just pointed a gun at you, but it was necessary to be vigilant."

"Did something happen to Bruce?" Tian Xiaoban asked directly.

"Yes, the master was ambushed by some special superpowers and was slightly injured."

Alfred acted very normally, as if nothing had happened, and his tone was calm and natural.

Tian Xiaoban nodded, as if he understood: "Oh, judging from the level of alertness just now, it seems that he is seriously injured. It seems that I came at the right time. Garfield, transform!"

Garfield obeyed, and in a flash of white light, he turned into a straw hedgehog.

Jamie Garfield appears.

"Let's go wake him up. He's been gone for too long! It's time to get up and work!"

Alfred bent down to guide him. The old butler's professionalism allowed him to remain elegant at all times: "Please follow me."

…………

"Crack!"

When the door of the bedroom opened, Bruce Wayne could be seen, wrapped like a mummy, with his limbs fixed with metal braces, hanging in the air in a spread-eagle position.

"Fuck, isn't he too miserable? What kind of inhumane torture must he have suffered to become like this?" Tian Xiaoban complained.

Alfred sighed:

"I have controlled the injuries on the master's body, but he has fallen into a deep coma. If he is not awakened, he will become a vegetable."

Tian Xiaoban: "We'll talk about this later. Let's repair his body first. Garfield! Go!"

Jamie Garfield jumped onto the bed nimbly, green fluorescence bursting out from its small body, the grass-type skill [Aromatherapy].

Fresh air instantly filled the bedroom. After Alfred smelled the fresh air, all the fatigue from staying up late for many days was swept away.

"It's amazing, this is the power of Mr. Garfield!"

Tian Xiaoban introduced:

“This healing ability can save you as long as you are not dead and have a breath left!

However, although his body was saved, it was still slightly overdrawn and he needed to rest for a few days before he could fully recover.

If this skill cannot wake Bruce Wayne up, then it can be concluded that there is something wrong with his mind."

Alfred looked nervous: "Is the master mentally ill?"

"Yes, that's right. Generally speaking, if someone can't wake up, it means there is something wrong with their mind, and there are two types of such problems. One is brain damage, which is a physical problem, and the second is more abstract, which is damage to the soul.

Aromatherapy can restore his body to health, but it cannot restore his soul.

I will look through the magic book my teacher gave me to see if there is any solution."

"This... using magic, isn't that a bad idea?"

Alfred also knew some rules about the use of magic. This kind of power, which required one to obtain it at the cost of one's own body, was full of uncertainty and danger.

"It's better to have a solution than nothing, right? Do you think current technology can solve soul-level problems other than magic?"

"This..." Alfred was choked by the words.

If Alfred went to the hospital and asked: Is there any way to heal the soul? The hospital would probably treat him as a psychopath.

"Well, if magic requires a price, I'm willing to pay it!"

According to the magic introduction that Ms. Zatanna told Alfred, equivalent exchange is the lightest price of magic, which probably means exchanging brains for brains, or souls for souls.

"It's not as serious as you think. Anyway, wait for me."

Tian Xiaoban took out a thick magic book and looked for knowledge about the soul.

After searching for nearly half an hour, he finally found a few spells for detecting souls. These spells were used against those who were possessed by demons. The souls of those people would have some damage, which could be detected with this spell.

"Detect the soul!" (Soul detection)

Invisible waves spread throughout the room. Tian Xiaoban's eyes were like two incandescent bulbs, emitting bright white light. He looked at Bruce Wayne.

A powerful soul, but it is constantly trembling, as if the soul is resisting returning to the body.

Tian Xiaoban couldn't help but complain: "? Damn, what the hell is this? You hate returning to your own body? Do you want to ascend to heaven right here?!"

"What!" Alfred was extremely shocked. "Grandpa himself doesn't want to come back?"

"Um...wait? Something's wrong, there's something wrong with his body!"

Tian Xiaoban approached Bruce's body and pulled out a 20-centimeter-long green needle from the back of his neck. Bruce's soul instantly stopped resisting and returned safely to his body.

"It turns out to be this thing."

From the perspective of Tian Xiaoban's lightbulb eyes, it was a needle emitting a bright green light, but from Alfred's perspective, it was a white hair.

He asked in confusion: "What is this? Hair? Just because of this white hair?"

Tian Xiaoban explained: "It is this thing that has been torturing Bruce's soul, making it impossible for his soul to stay stable in his body.

Damn, this superpower is really amazing, it can target the soul's hair, even Garfield can't do this."

Jamie Garfield came over curiously and ate the hair in one bite.

Alfred didn't care about any strange super powers. He was more concerned about his master Bruce Wayne: "Can the master wake up now?"

Garfield ate the hair and "digested" it on the side. Tian Xiaoban observed Bruce Wayne with his white light bulb eyes and found that it had been perfectly integrated, so he said to Alfred:

“Don’t worry, wait five minutes, then you can try to wake him up.

If that doesn’t work, then there’s something else wrong with Bruce.”

Alfred finally calmed down and said, "Okay, thank you, Master Ban. Do you need anything to eat? I'll prepare it for you."

Jamie Garfield immediately replied: "I'm still the same as last time!"

Tian Xiaoban smiled and said, "Prepare it for Garfield. I don't need it for now."

"Okay, please follow me, let's go to the restaurant and wait!"

"it is good."

"no problem."

After Tian Xiaoban and Garfield walked out the door, Alfred looked at Bruce again and then closed the bedroom door.

........................

The soul returning to the body will naturally produce some reactions. Bruce Wayne's body shook and he was startled in his sleep.

In the dream, the naughty child accidentally fell into the dry well of the manor, and in the limited light, he saw a big flying bat.

He was terrified. He was afraid that the flying bat would hurt him. He might die in this dry well.

The screen flashed in succession, and the image of the dry well suddenly turned into a quiet alley. A man with a gun suddenly opened fire, scaring the child who was still dazed. The child, who was already frightened, suddenly realized a sense of familiarity!

The inner fear was magnified again!

His pupils shrank again and he anxiously wanted to turn his head to look, but his head seemed to be tied with a heavy weight and he couldn't turn it at all.

The scene hidden in the shadow of his heart seemed like a real memory that he could not touch.

The scene changed again, and the child, who had turned his head away, suddenly felt that he was wearing a mask and was looking at the heavy dark clouds in the sky.

Before he realized what was happening, an intense and familiar pain spread throughout his body.

Brokeback!

No, not just a broken back, but all the bones in the body are broken!

The pain stimulated him and he wanted to break free, to escape!

As a result, the body shows no reaction.

Can't move! It's like being fixed in a mold, with no room for movement.

Under the mask, he remembered who he was. He was Batman, Gotham's Batman.

He found himself from the chaotic dream, but just like a lucid dream, he knew he was trapped in the dream but didn't know how to get out.

Familiar scenes reappeared in his mind again and again: every failure, every injury, and every extreme rescue.

Every time he experienced a familiar scene, his breathing became heavy, like a mountain that continued to accumulate and press down on his heart.

The painful memories were tormenting his sanity. He felt like he was going crazy and about to collapse.

Chapter 98 Dreams and Gods, Gambling in Hell

"Alfred, it's almost time, you can go wake up Sleeping Beauty!"

Tian Xiaoban teased the kind housekeeper.

Alfred was not angry. Tian Xiaoban's metaphor was quite appropriate. He also said, "The master doesn't like to be regarded as Sleeping Beauty, Master Ban. I think he should be the Frog Prince."

"Puchi~~, OK, I understand. Then go and rescue the Frog Prince!"

Alfred left the restaurant and went to the bedroom to check on Bruce.

Tian Xiaoban and Garfield were still enjoying their feast. Although Tian Xiaoban was not hungry before, seeing Garfield eating so happily, his appetite was aroused.

"Stop! Don't touch that grilled chicken wing, it's mine!"

Garfield's cat claws stretched out like rubber, grabbed the grilled chicken wing, then quickly retracted it and took a quick bite.

Tian Xiaoban said disdainfully: "Here, here, eat more. By the way, how is the analysis of the white hair going?"

"Human female, 32 years old, with the ability to turn all the hair on her body into needles. But I screened out another set of male genes from her genes. Emmm, maybe I made a mistake in judging her current gender."

Tian Xiaoban: "There are two sets of genes? Then who has the ability, a boy or a girl?"