Chapter 133 You Are My Robin In an instant, the surrounding scene changed. There is no Gotham and Wayne Manor anymore. Bruce and Martha are now in a laboratory. Everything that happened just now was just a small scene that Martha deliberately isolated. Ultimately, this is the realm of thinking of the motherland. At this time, Martha had taken off her disguise. Her pale skin, green hair, and eerie smile were all revealed to Bruce without reservation. Bruce's eyes widened, he had heard this look from Katoom before. His nemesis, the Joker. "The Joker is my mother?"
At this moment, Bruce seemed to have his entire worldview overturned. How come Katum never told me such important news? Martha understood her son's shock at the moment, but she couldn't hide it forever, so she could only wait for Bruce to slowly accept it. "Bruce, I'm going to have to use some bad tactics on you for now." With a wave of her hand, Bruce's clothes instantly turned into a straitjacket, binding him tightly. "But it doesn't matter. When we return to our original world, I will ask someone to delete your unpleasant memory. We will still be a close mother and son." Martha waved her hand again, and Bruce's body flew up on its own and was locked in a room in the laboratory. He heard the screams of a child. Turning around, I saw a blond boy being locked in a room that looked like an incinerator, screaming in pain. The temperature in the room was almost visible to the naked eye because the boy was screaming and his tears vaporized instantly. But no one felt sorry for him. Even outside the incinerator room, there were countless workers taking notes. They seemed to want to see how high a temperature the boy could withstand. Someone turned up the temperature, and the boy's wailing became louder. "A native of the motherland?" Bruce recognized the boy. This is the realm of the motherland's mind, where all his past pains are buried. Although his fellow countrymen unanimously declared to the outside world that he had never felt what pain was. But that's not the case. Not only had he felt the pain, but it was his daily routine as a child. It’s just that the memory is too painful, so the people of our motherland hide it in the deepest part of their hearts.
Inside the incinerator room, Homelander's skin was unharmed, but he was scratching every inch of his skin, shaking with pain. Obviously, harm can be avoided, but pain cannot be hidden. "Pitiful." Bruce said casually and shifted his gaze. Although there is a connection between suffering in childhood and bringing suffering to others when growing up, Bruce does not think that this means that the people of his motherland are excusable. He doesn't criticize other people's choices. But everyone should bear the price behind their choice. "Do you still have time to care about others?" Martha stood outside Bruce's room, looking tenderly at her son who was unable to move because of the straitjacket. "Do you know that I'm actually saving you?" she said. "what?" Bruce was stunned and immediately realized that Martha had something else in mind. He immediately showed an expression of disbelief: "How is it possible that you are so mean to me!" "I don't blame you, Bruce. You can blame me all you want now." Martha didn't care about the child's little rebellion. She said, "You don't know how hard I racked my brains to come up with this method to take you away before the five metals from Barbatos arrive and save you from the coming suffering." Barbatos is obsessed with Batman's body. What Martha wanted was Bruce's personality. Bruce had a guess long ago that perhaps after the incident with Deathstroke, Barbatos changed his strategy. No longer trying to capture him back, just letting the metal be delivered naturally and opening the door to the dark universe. If the mountains don’t belong to me, then I will belong to the mountains. If Bruce doesn't come back, Barbatos will go there. Now Martha's words have completely confirmed Bruce's guess. "Damn Owl, always hiding key information from me." Batboy cursed in his heart. He has increasingly felt that Barbatos' ability to send people here is very similar to Katoom's ability to travel through the multiverse. But Barbatos himself couldn't make it. Katum refused to tell, so Bruce could only guess. But the conclusion of speculation is not the truth after all, and several key clues are still missing. At this time, the room next to Bruce opened, and the incineration experiment of the Homeland Boy was over. He was taken back to his room, which was next to Bruce.
Batboy could even hear intermittent sobbing coming from the other side. The people of my motherland when I was a child are crying secretly. "It will take some time to make the motherland's body completely become your container." Martha said outside the room that the two of them were special beings in this realm of thought, and the staff around them would not react at all. After all, they do not really exist, but are merely images in the memories of their homelanders. Martha left, leaving Bruce alone in the room. He closed his eyes in a trance, then opened them again. A second passed, and in this short period of time, Bruce had another dream. A dream about him and Martha living happily in Gotham. Martha seemed to want to use this method to fill Bruce's brain with a large amount of dreams and change his cognition. Let him forget about the universe, the owl, and Batman. I only remember the happy times I had with my mother. Bruce had just woken up when his eyelids began to twitch again and he felt sleepy. "I see. If I blink once, I'll have a dream." Bruce immediately opened his eyes wide in an attempt to reduce the frequency of dreaming. "Mom, I'm your own son, and you're so cruel to me!" Bruce couldn't help but mutter in his mind. He noticed that the furnishings in this room were not actually cold, but rather warm, trying to create a homey feel. Directly opposite Bruce, there was an old-fashioned TV playing a show. In the picture, a spherical object made of metal is placed in the center of Times Square. The sphere is irregular and looks like an egg. There were countless explorers around, checking the condition of the metal egg. “This isn’t a show!” Looking at the familiar scene, Bruce immediately realized that what he was seeing was a real scene. Was that what Martha wanted him to see? At this time, cracks had appeared on the surface of the metal egg, and it seemed that the things inside were about to break out of the shell. Whatever is hatched cannot possibly be anything good. At this moment, Bruce's eyes were extremely dry. He blinked and had another dream. This time, Thomas survived and his family was complete.
Martha also seemed to have made a little compromise, not wanting to make her children sad because of the family. When Bruce woke up from his dream, the intermittent crying continued in his ears. "do not Cry!" He suddenly shouted to the next door, "What can crying solve?" The crying next door suddenly stopped, and then the timid voice of the little countryman came: "Can't I even cry?" "no!" Bruce said, "You're disturbing me!" After saying this, there was really no more crying coming from next door. But it wasn't that the motherland stopped crying. Instead, he bit his lips tightly, blocking all the crying sounds in his mouth. Huh? Bruce originally just wanted to test the little Homelander's flexibility, but he didn't expect that Homelander at this age would be surprisingly obedient. "it is as expected……" Bruce thought that the little Homelander and him when he grew up were two completely different extremes. His performance in the incinerator just now has proved that when he was young, he was a sensitive and weak little boy. He could have simply broken into the room and killed everyone who had tortured him, but he didn't. Instead, he endured all the pain and completed the experiment. "Isn't my countryman a people-pleaser?" A thought flashed through Bruce's mind. If that was the case, it was no wonder that he became so perverted when he grew up. Although others were clearly abusing him, he did not resist at all. Instead, he cooperated with the experiment. Did he think that as long as he endured the pain, everything would be fine? impossible. This will only make others worse and hurt him even more. These injuries continue to accumulate and will slowly distort a person's heart. After experiencing another dream, Bruce moved his body and bumped into the wall. "Homelander, are you still crying?" "Who is Homelander?" A crying voice came from next door, "My name is John." "Okay John, I have a question for you." "Huh? You say." The little countryman waited for the next question. Bruce thought for a moment and asked, "Why didn't you come out of the room when you were burned by the high temperature just now? You could have done it, right?"
There was a brief silence in the next room. Then the hesitant voice of the little countryman came: "But if I do that, they will be very disappointed." It turns out that he has a people-pleasing personality. Bruce said sternly, "If they are disappointed, they are disappointed. What does it have to do with you? Do you still think that your compromise can win their recognition and love?" The little countryman stopped talking. Obviously Bruce's words touched his heart. "John, although I feel a little sorry for you, I still have to say that you brought this suffering upon yourself. Why don't you resist?" Bruce said, "How could someone who truly loves you have the heart to torture you!" Just like Martha, even though she locked him up, Bruce believed that as long as he pretended to wail a few times and acted like he was in pain. Martha would definitely appear at the window immediately and ask him what was wrong. Bruce's eyes were extremely dry at this time. He blinked again and entered a dream, once again deeply experiencing Martha's love for him. When he regained consciousness, the little countryman next door asked him: "Why do you always want me to resist? Who are you?" "My name is Bruce, and I'm a partner in justice." Bruce struggled to sit up by rubbing his straitjacket-wrapped body. He saw the picture on TV. The cracks on the metal egg were already dense and it was about to collapse in the next second. Then, there was a cracking sound and the entire eggshell shattered. A figure in the eggshell soared into the sky. They are people from our motherland, but their image has changed drastically. He looks only about ten years old and has completely turned into a little child. He hovered in the air, laughing wildly, his eyes flashed red, and laser light was emitted, cutting off several buildings in an instant. Bruce has always had a question: why his mother can come and go freely in the minds of her fellow countrymen. Now he knows. Because there is also a clown personality in the minds of the people of the motherland. Is this the kind of preparation that mom meant by advance preparation? Bruce suddenly understood Martha's plan, and first used the Joker's personality to erase Homelander's personality. Then Martha comes out and wipes out the Joker's personality. From now on, only my thoughts remain in this body. but--
Bruce was watching Homelander on TV, who was wreaking havoc on the city and was completely out of control. Isn’t this price a bit too high? "John." Bruce suddenly shouted to the next room. "I have a request for you now. If you don't want to disappoint me, do it obediently." "what?" The little countryman didn't understand Bruce's train of thought. Why can he say such words with such righteousness? "Why should I listen to your orders?" "Because I'm a righteous hero, and I want to take you in as my little brother!" Bruce thought of a word, "From now on, until this is over, you are temporarily my Robin!" (End of this chapter)