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Chapter 1659: Bruce Wayne and the Magic Stone (Part 3)
🕑 Added 2024-11-01 08:23:19 +0000 UTCIn DC World With Marvel Chat Group : Table of Content/Chapter List
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"Well, someone suddenly came to warn us of danger, so my parents and I moved to another city. But not long ago, a huge bat flew into our house and almost scared my mom to death."
"My dad found something on the bat's leg, so we received a letter, a bat toy, and a bat badge. We thought it was a prank by some bat enthusiast."
"But the person who came to warn me that day, well, it might not have been him, but anyway, he said he was me from the future. He said this was an admission letter from Magic College and that I had to go, and I had to choose the one called Rodriguez College, I think?"
"He was so right!" Harley slapped Barry on the back and said, "You really should listen to him, this college is amazing!"
Barry glanced at Harley with some suspicion, and Harley hummed, "I'm serious. Let me put it this way, are you interested in tinkering with machines, brewing potions, and sewing?"
"Tinkering with machines? Do you mean fixing cars? To be honest, I don't really like it. I don't like the smell of engine oil."
"Then you must not go to Zatara College, oh, the one with the purple flag behind it. The smell of potion ingredients will drive you crazy."
"Really?" Barry frowned slightly and said, "I really don't like purple either."
"Do you like gold?"
"I actually quite like it."
"Do you like fighting and punching others?"
"Well, I'd rather not. Fighting is wrong. My parents always tell me that I should be considerate of others and not always get into conflicts."
"Then you can't go to Strange College either. Although their flag is golden and quite beautiful, it's full of violent maniacs who go to the arena to fight every day."
"Oh my, that's definitely not suitable for me."
"So do you think you have political talent? Have you ever tried giving a speech in front of thousands of people?"
"Goodness, I couldn't dare!" Barry immediately looked nervous, tugging at the corner of his clothes, and said, "With so many people, how can I open my mouth? Even with just a few people, I feel embarrassed to express my opinions. What if I'm wrong?"
"Then it seems that Wayne College isn't suitable for you either. Just from the name of the college, you can tell that those who go there are probably future businessmen or politicians running for president."
"God, do I only have one choice?" Barry looked a bit disappointed, but Harley immediately nudged him with her elbow and said, "Have you ever thought about why your future self suggested this college? It's probably because he chose it and thought it was great, so he came to remind you. Maybe you have a special talent in this area?"
"Hmm, that's true." Barry nodded, feeling that Harley's words had some reason.
At this moment, Kaine, who was behind them, coughed twice to remind them, "The freshman welcome ceremony is about to start. Mr. Allen, you should go ahead."
Harley gently pushed Barry, who nervously walked forward and soon merged with the younger-looking children who were walking forward.
Harley, who was sitting in the back row, heard someone next to her whispering, "Look at that child, he's so cute! His profile looks like a doll."
"Is he a freshman? Which college will he go to? Wait, he's turning around, go over there, go over there, we can see his face, and maybe even take a picture with him."
"Oh my God, how blue are his eyes?... Wait, don't you think he looks a bit like someone???"
"Hiss..."
Several gasps of surprise sounded behind Harley, and she followed their gaze, only to see a figure standing among the freshmen, looking a bit out of place.
First, he was dressed differently from all the other children. Since it was summer in the northern hemisphere, most of the children were wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts, and those who were a bit more particular were wearing thin shirts and suspenders. But this child was wearing a very standard children's suit, and with Harley's discerning eye for luxury goods, she could tell that this outfit was so expensive it could buy an entire street in the East District.
Second, his hair color was also quite rare, a cool carbon black, while most white people with black hair had warmer shades and brown tones. And his hair was very neatly groomed, looking meticulous.
Lastly, his expression was also different from most of the other children. The other freshmen's expressions could be divided into two categories: nervous and excited. But this boy looked expressionless and very cold, unmoved by the reactions of those around him.
Harley felt curious, so she moved a few seats to the side to get a better view. From there, she could see the boy's face, and the moment she saw it, she couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!"
But this wasn't because the boy's face was ugly; on the contrary, he was as cute as an angel.
The only problem was that he looked almost exactly like Bruce Wayne.
Harley looked up at the stage where the Director and Professor were sitting, but she didn't see Bruce Wayne. However, on the way there, Kaine had told her that the Director of Wayne College was on a long leave, apparently busy with something and wouldn't be returning to the college for a while.
This was really strange, Harley thought. The resemblance between the dark-haired boy below and Bruce Wayne didn't seem as simple as a secret child. According to Harley's speculation, it was highly likely that this boy was Bruce Wayne, but perhaps from another space.
After visiting other spaces, Harley understood that there were countless spaces, each at a different point in time. Not every space had a Batman as young and trendy as the one in her space, so it wouldn't be surprising to have a Batman from his childhood.
But the question was, how did he get here, and why did he come here?
Schiller, sitting on the stage and staring at the young Bruce, was also thinking about this question. Obviously, this little Bruce wasn't his doing.
Schiller recalled the golden light he had seen outside the auditorium and wondered which Flash had done this. Currently, Prime Universe Barry Allen was the most suspicious, but it couldn't be ruled out that the Flash from the little Bruce's space had sent him here for some reason.
And there was another important question: which space was this Bruce from?
This was indeed difficult to distinguish, because even if certain spaces where Batman wasn't a person were excluded, there were still thousands of spaces with Batmans that looked exactly the same, even in their childhood.
However, from the current expression of the little Bruce, he was likely to be the young version of a deeply wronged Batman from a newer space, rather than the joker from the old comics.
But the little Bruce's next move completely surprised everyone who knew Batman.
"Oh, sorry." Barry stumbled and looked apologetically at the person next to him, saying, "They pushed me, I didn't mean to..."
When he saw the person's face, Barry was completely stunned, both because of his appearance and the expression on his face. The young Bruce Wayne also had a divine appearance, but what made Barry's expression stiffen was the unmistakable disgust in his eyes.
"Apologize, and then get out of my way." Little Bruce said coldly.
Barry looked shocked, but since he was the one who had bumped into the other person, he said, "I'm really sorry, I apologize. I shouldn't have bumped into you."
Little Bruce didn't even make eye contact, just kept looking forward, nodded slightly, and then stood there expressionless.
Barry was curious about his appearance, as he had also seen Bruce Wayne on TV. He had watched the episode of "Millionaire" that Bruce had participated in from start to finish.
"Sorry, but may I ask, what's your name?"
Little Bruce paused for about ten seconds before turning his eyes slightly to glance at Barry, then said, "Why can't you understand what I'm saying? Stay away from me, you smell stupid."
"Huh??? No... you, how can you curse at someone?"
"I'm just stating the facts." Little Bruce's head didn't move at all, and his voice sounded impatient. "You want to choose Rodriguez College, but you're not sure. You want to hear other people's opinions, and my opinion is that you'd better not choose it."
"Why?"
"Because I want to choose this college, and I don't want to be in the same class as a rude and unreasonable hick."
"You..." Barry opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He had never been cursed at like this before, so he could only argue, "I said I didn't mean to bump into you. Someone bumped into me from over there."
"Well, I don't want to be in the same class as a weakling either."
"I..."
Zatanna and Constantine, sitting on the stage, both stared at Schiller, who was just as interested in the conversation below. He even smiled slightly.
Little Bruce turned his head slightly, looking around at the situation, and then sighed almost imperceptibly. His expression seemed to say, "How can I study with these bugs?"
"You're the one who's impolite," Barry muttered, then said, "Any polite and well-mannered person wouldn't curse at someone on first meeting."
"Yes, I'm not polite, but I'm rich." Little Bruce glanced at Barry and said, "I'm the richest person in the world, so you'd better shut up and listen, or your parents will lose their jobs and you'll starve, you poor thing."
Barry took a deep breath, his face turning red. At this moment, Zatanna, sitting on the stage, couldn't bear it anymore. She tapped the desk lightly and said, "Okay, everyone, please take your seats. The welcome ceremony is about to begin."
The freshmen sat in the front row. Night Master Jim was absent, so Schiller gave the welcome speech. He straightened his tie, sat up straight, and began.
"Welcome to Gotham. On behalf of all the teachers and students, I'd like to thank you for choosing to come to Gotham Magic College after receiving your admission letter. You will have a fulfilling time here."
"Later, you will be able to choose which college to enter. You will have a one-month trial period, and if you are not satisfied with your current college, you can switch at any time..."
Schiller was still speaking when a voice came from below.
"Are you the director of Rodriguez College?"
Schiller looked down and saw Little Bruce standing up. He raised a hand, not caring about the surprised looks of those around him, and stared at Schiller as he asked.
"Yes, I am. Is there a problem?"
"No problem. I plan to choose Rodriguez College and won't change my mind. Can I leave now?"
"I still have many things to..."
"I have nothing to pay attention to. Those are things that fools and poor people do."
"Okay, Mr., you can go to the dormitory now. Harley, show him around the college dormitories and common rooms."
Schiller nodded at Harley, then watched as Little Bruce turned and left, a smile of interest on his face.
The plot thickens!
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Next Chapter ->Chapter 1660: Bruce Wayne and the Magic Stone (Part 4)
