Bruce Wayne sat quietly at the dining table in the cafeteria.

However, he was not at all quiet in his heart because this series of things was too strange. The people around him invited him in so easily and had a meal with them. A chef who looked gloomy but very enthusiastic also asked, he liked light ones, but had a slightly richer taste.

I really didn't have the heart to answer this question, so I could only say "whatever".

So the situation is probably like this now. Bruce Wayne worked hard and finally escaped from the prison, then passed through a library, a small hospital, and finally arrived at a kitchen, and then had a meal with the people in the kitchen.

Damn, even if he was drunk and dreamed, he wouldn't have such a chaotic plot. The most annoying thing is that the people around him really should eat and drink, and they didn't care much about themselves at all.

It took about 5 minutes

"You are going to keep eating like this?" Wayne finally couldn't hold it in, and he asked.

"Of course not. Although Hannibal has a good cooking skills, there is no need to eat it all the time, right? Except for White Bear, this guy seems to be able to eat it all the time," said the guy named Chen Xiao.

"I'm not asking this, I mean, aren't you going to tell me something?"

"Ah? What are you saying?"

"What the hell is going on? Why are there so many 'me' locks in the basement?"

"Oh, you say this." Chen Xiao responded with food all over his mouth, then pointed to Ziliang at the table: "Hey, who is that, tell him."

Ziliang sucked the spoon serving the porridge.

"Ah? You don't know yet?" he asked.

Wayne frowned: "How could I know about me?"

"Haha, okay, it seems that you are the lucky one among the many Bruce Waynes. Then I'll tell you what happened to you." The one named Ziliang said slowly.

"First of all, you know the 'parallel world', right?"

"Of course." Wayne nodded.

"Oh, that's a lot easier to explain. In a word, the ones below are all you in various planes. The reason why I locked you all is that all your Bruce Wayne, that is, 'Batman', are about to change."

"Changed?"

"Yes, you become cruel, paranoid, and use any means to achieve your goals. It seems a bit unconventional to say this. Anyway, you all will become crazy crazy people."

Wayne shook his head in disbelief: "How is that possible."

"How is it impossible? You are not much different from madmen, but you are just suppressing yourself. If one day for some strange reason, the tense string breaks, you will become a group of unreasonable things."

Wayne was not surprised that the doctor in front of him could easily tell the deepest secret hidden in his heart. After all, he was able to lock himself in all planes together, so it was not surprising that he knew this.

"But if people in other planes are like me, then they should stick to the final bottom line, and we will not easily become madmen."

Ziliang nodded: "Yes, unless there is any opportunity, it's unfortunate that I am that opportunity."

"What?!" Wayne stood up suddenly.

Ziliang didn't stop him, but continued, "Indeed, it was me who prompted all this to happen. More than a year ago, I went to a plane and contacted Bruce Wayne in that plane. My purpose was to recruit him to join my team, but I underestimated him. Well, in short, a lot of things happened in that plane. In the end, my mistake led to Bruce Wayne killing people and killing his housekeeper."

"After that, the defense in Batman's heart began to collapse gradually. I knew that it was caused by my mistake, so I thought about helping him, but after three months of repairing the dead, I failed Bruce Wayne, and it eventually changed. It became the most terrifying madman I have ever seen."

Wayne from this plane listened to this and sat down slowly: "Okay, a 'me' has turned black, right, but why do you need to lock up all the 'me' in so many worlds?"

Ziliang sighed: "I don't think so, but unfortunately, I have to do this, because well, have you ever heard of the 'synchronization effect'?"

Wayne shook with: "No."

"Well, of course you haven't heard of it, because this is what I just made up." Ziliang said: "What he means is that there is not no connection between the same individuals in different planes. There is a bond between them. When one of the individuals undergoes major changes, individuals in other planes will also be involved.

For example, if you die in a certain plane, you will also suffer from car accidents, serious illnesses, etc. This world will not make you too different from each other, nor will it appear in a certain plane. You will die as soon as you are born, while you live to the age of 120 in another plane."

Bruce Wayne was undoubtedly smart. Although he heard this theory for the first time, he still quickly understood what Ziliang meant.

"So, you mean, if there is a me in one plane that has become blackened, then the me in other planes will gradually evolve in the direction of blackening?"

Ziliang nodded: "Yes, and it has been confirmed that it is true that among the Bruce Wayne who gathered in 73 planes, 22 have become madmen, 15 have encountered their own changes and chose to commit suicide. Some of them have not yet responded. We detained them, such as you, but you guys fled every now and then, so we were helpless and had to use 'mental control', 'dream deception', 'knocking', 'injecting sedative' and other methods to send you back."

When Wayne heard this, he couldn't help but feel silent, knowing that he would eventually lead to a crazy ending, and no one would be indifferent to anyone he thought he was.

But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.

"No, if that's the case, then why don't you destroy us all?" he asked, "If all this is unavoidable, then I'd rather die than be imprisoned until I go crazy. If I could think of this, then I should have thought of it in other planes long ago unless."
Chapter completed!