The world is always changing.

It’s just that some people can accept this change, while others cannot accept it.

It was like the figure displayed on the screen, the red and blue uniform with spider web patterns had already told everyone the identity of the guy.

Spider-Man.

A Spider-Man who has been training in this city for a long time.

Although it has long become a good neighbor that most people in this city admire and love, some guys still don’t have much feelings for this good neighbor.

For example, as the policeman on the front line of security in New York City, some guys naturally don’t have any feelings for him.

Although they know that Spider-Man is a good person, they still have to pay attention and fear about Spider-Man out of their own responsibilities.

Of course, sometimes, not only the world is changing, but people are also changing.

At least in this world, he is the only one who likes to stand on the dripping stone beast on the roof of the Fisk Building like Spider-Man.

Now, there is one more.

Wayne looked at the city under his feet and was obviously in deep thought.

The iconic building has long been told Wayne that its name is.

New York, Big Apple City.

The Spider-Man news on the screen further illustrates what kind of amazing events are there in the world today.

A dangerous and fascinating world.

Raising his hand, Wayne just looked at his equipment quietly.

The pitch-black arm armor was firmly locked on the forearm, and three barbs on the outside of the arm armor were covered with a strong violent style.

The battle suit made of gray and black Kevlar fibers protects his fragile body. The painted black cloak ripples in the howling wind of the tall buildings.

He was born to be one with the darkness.

His style of painting seems to be naturally inconsistent with this world.

Gloom and darkness flowed in every corner of his body.

With his fist clenched, Wayne felt the power filled with his body.

He has a body with abundant strength, but it does not exceed the limits he can know.

And the mind that kept it rational almost always shows that Wayne is no longer an ordinary person now.

The highlighted logo on his chest further illustrates his current identity.

Batman, a Batman who came to the world of Spider-Man.

“It’s completely different from Gotham.”

Before Wayne could say anything, a voice had already explained his view on the world first.

"I've never seen anything like this in Gotham."

It was a vicissitudes of life, and it seemed that he had been suppressed by the burden on his body and could not breathe.

The appearance of this voice surprised Wayne, but there was no other reaction. He just accepted all this happening quite calmly.

Even if the sound is heard in your brain.

"So I'm schizophrenia." Wayne's voice became low, husky, with the help of the voice changer.

"No, boy, you might as well say that I live in your head." The voice retorted Wayne's words.

Wayne closed his eyes and immersed himself in his mind.

Things that should have been difficult to do, but for Wayne now, everything is naturally like breathing.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no scene in front of him, and there were only two rows of cages on the left and right.

Wayne walked towards the first cage on his left hand. The cage was filled with darkness, and a cloud of black mist enveloped it.

I didn't want Wayne to see clearly what was inside.

Turning around and looking at the cage on the other side, the same is true.

Obviously I don't want him to see anything clearly.

He understood that this should be something like his own special abilities.

But it seems that the answer is not revealed one by one in the order of the cages.

But since there is no one in the first cage, where is the owner of the voice?

"You're here?"

It was different from what Wayne thought, the owner of the previous voice was not in the first room of any row of cages at his hand.

Instead, the previous voice came from the second cell on the right hand side.

Wayne walked over.

This cell is obviously different from the cell Wayne observed before.

There was no thick black fog, and there was no darkness that could not be seen. There was only a normal cell.

But the people who are being held here are not normal guys.

The painted black outfit and the bat logo on the chest all prove that the criminals imprisoned here are also a variant of the many Batmans.

However, this Batman, whether it is the background color of the bat logo on his chest or the belt used to carry various items, used to use bright red like blood.

Wayne does not know much about Batman, but he does know which period Batman in this outfit comes from in another American comic world.

This Batman is not named Bruce Wayne, his name is Thomas Wayne.

In the alley, it was no longer Batman's parents, but Thomas's son.

In the short world, Bruce Wayne's life ended when he was eight years old.

Unable to accept the death of her son, Martha Wayne became a lunatic after that accident. She cut open the corners of her mouth and became the clown in another world.

Thomas Wayne became the Batman his son should have been.

Compared with the style of Batman in the main world, Thomas Wayne's Batman style can be said to be extremely cruel. He never cared about the lives of criminals, nor did he care whether those guys had so-called human rights.

He loves to solve everything with guns, and is more keen to take the lives of all those who dare to commit crimes in Gotham.

This Batman had no way to bring his son back to life, so he used another way to commemorate his son, which was to make Gotham clean again.

"It's a little different from what I imagined." Thomas got up and walked to the prison door, looking at Wayne who was now in front of him.

Wayne didn't speak, with blue eyes, looking at Thomas calmly.

Seeing this state, Thomas tried hard to maintain his calm state.

Even if he knew that what appeared in front of him would definitely not be his grown-up son.

Just as he said before, New York is completely different from Gotham, and Wayne and Bruce are far from each other.

Even if they may have the same face.

"You can observe the world through my sight and get the information you want." Wayne spoke.

The first sentence he said was to judge how Thomas looked at the outside world.

Nodding, Thomas did not deny Wayne's statement, but he still spoke: "Maybe the world you see is directly reflected in my mind."

"This matter can be verified in the future." Wayne was not in a hurry to judge whether what Thomas said was true or false.

In Wayne's eyes, since he has been able to travel through the world, it seems that some other strange things have happened, which is not an exaggeration.

"Maybe you can help me become a person who matches the name of Batman." After Wayne left this sentence, he turned around and walked out.

Thomas stood there blankly for a while.

Finally, he shook his head and sat back on his simple bed.

It was not as luxurious and comfortable as the bed he had ever slept on, but here Thomas could feel unparalleled peace.

Not to mention that he may have been able to grow up slowly with a Wayne.

When Wayne's consciousness returned to his body, the busy pedestrians in the city stopped at the same time.

A news is playing on the screen hanging on the tall buildings.

"Insert a special message."

"A sad news, our hero Spider-Man, left us today."

“His death is related to another mysterious earthquake that happened in Brooklyn today.”

"It has been confirmed by many sources that Peter Parker..."

On the first day of the world, Spider-Man died in the first hour.

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