In the dimly lit, narrow underground chamber, several dark drones hovered silently, their rotors emitting faint mechanical hums.
Across from them stood Joker, clad in his signature purple suit, his twisted grin spreading wider with every passing second.
“How is this possible?” Adam muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the screen displaying the feed from the drones.
Joker, hearing his words through the speakers, erupted into wild laughter.
2025-01-05 14:06:24 +0000 UTC
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It’s never a good feeling to have a gun pointed at you.
Especially not several loaded automatic rifles.
For most people, staring down cold, black barrels would lead to panic. But Joker wasn’t most people.
To call Joker human might be a stretch. He was less a person and more a twisted soul—a creature born to mock order and prove that light didn’t exist in the world.
He was the embodiment of chaos.
Joker had died th...
2025-01-05 14:04:35 +0000 UTC
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“Damn it! He runs fast!”
Adam Wayne punched his pillow in frustration, his face dark with irritation.
He had been the one speaking to Joker earlier through the drone.
As a devoted Batman fan, how could he possibly miss the chance to watch his “dad” go head-to-head with his greatest nemesis?
After managing to send Alfred away, Adam had snuck back into his room and pulled out his tablet to monitor the situation inside Joker’s ...
2025-01-05 14:03:09 +0000 UTC
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Bruce Wayne sped through the deserted streets of Gotham City in his Batmobile.
In the early hours of the morning, the streets were eerily empty. Ordinary citizens knew better than to wander Gotham’s dark alleys at this time.
The only people still out were either addicts or criminals looking for trouble.
Fortunately, the Batmobile was built to blend into the shadows. So far, no one had spotted it.
Racing through the streets, Bruce so...
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Adam Wayne looked at Bruce Wayne’s determined expression and couldn’t help but sigh deeply.
“Bruce, you’re seriously underestimating artificial intelligence.”
“As long as there’s an internet connection, no one in the world can escape the tracking capabilities of AI.”
Bruce Wayne smiled faintly, though there was skepticism in his eyes.
“Adam, I know you’re trying to help, and I appreciate it. But Gotham City isn’t...
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After Adam finished speaking, an awkward tension filled the laboratory.
Bruce Wayne, in particular, looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
After a long silence, Bruce coughed awkwardly and said, “Adam, this isn’t cosplay. I’m Batman. Cool, right?”
Adam rolled his eyes.
He hadn’t expected Bruce Wayne to be so hung up on this point.
While Adam had always admired Batman, the reality of seeing his...
2025-01-05 13:55:58 +0000 UTC
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Adam Wayne looked at the three men standing before him as if they had never seen the world.
He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of contempt in his heart.
Bruce Wayne and Alfred’s confusion was understandable—they weren’t exactly tech-savvy. But Fox? The chief technology officer of Wayne Enterprises? How could even he look so baffled?
With no other choice, Adam decided to explain.
“This is definitely artificial intelligence,...
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“Grandpa Alfred, where’s Bruce?”
After Adam Wayne emerged from the laboratory, the first person he looked for was Alfred, the loyal butler of the Wayne family.
As for his “cheap dad,” Bruce Wayne, Adam had no idea where he’d disappeared to this time.
In the first month, Bruce had been incredibly patient and attentive to Adam, always staying close and offering support. But once he saw that Adam’s experiments were progressing smoothly, his ch...
2025-01-01 14:34:36 +0000 UTC
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The Wayne family was enormous—an empire that towered over Gotham City.
It controlled at least 60% of the industries in the area, with Wayne Enterprises dabbling in energy, new materials, biotechnology, and cutting-edge research. Compared to the Stark family, which had only enjoyed wealth for two generations, the Waynes were undisputed royalty—the uncrowned kings of commerce and power.
As the head of this vast empire, Bruce Wayne could summon the wind or ra...
2025-01-01 14:26:08 +0000 UTC
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“Master, I’m afraid this little guy is really your son.”
In a luxurious office, an elderly man with gray hair and a kind face spoke to the middle-aged man standing in front of him. The middle-aged man, Bruce Wayne, wore an expression of disbelief.
“Alfred, this is impossible.”
There was a trace of panic on Bruce’s usually composed face, something that Alfred, his ever-reliable butler, couldn’t help but find amusing. Alfred’s lips curled i...
2025-01-01 14:20:00 +0000 UTC
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