"Staying up so late isn't what good children should be doing, you know!
But this is perfect. Could you tell your big sister if you've seen a green ice hockey stick that glows green?"
Delia's voice was full of allure, and at the same time, she kept moving closer to Max and Jason, trying to project the image of a friendly older sister from next door.
However, she had clearly forgotten that the current lighting was insufficient.
The light from the flashlight alone was not enough to display her charm; her flirtatious posturing at this moment was a complete waste of time.
"Eh, so you guys are also looking for the 'Shennong Ruler'?
Hehe, I know where it is. As long as you beat him, I'll tell you!"
Max finished speaking with a smile, then pointed at the frizzy-haired Jason.
Rocco discerned the playful attitude in the other's tone, so he adopted a coaxing voice and said, "Little friend, this isn't a game, you know. How about you tell us where the item is, we take it and leave, what do you say? We absolutely will not harm you."
Max pouted, not wanting to talk to an idiot, and shot Rocco a disdainful look.
Trying to fool an idiot here? In Gotham, the con lines ten-year-old kids use are better than yours. And you want to trick a child with this? Go trick a real idiot!
Jason had always been hot-tempered, especially after cultivating Electric Current Propulsion. He was constantly being one-upped by Max, which made him very unhappy!
Now someone actually wanted to treat him like a fool and try to trick him! His rock-hard fists immediately began to gather power!
Seeing that the two children before him were unmoved, Rocco knew he had been foolish to think they would be easy to deceive. He turned his head and glanced at Falcon.
Falcon understood instantly. It was unclear where he pulled it from, but he produced a cloth and a small bottle, clearly preparing to use chloroform, intending to knock Jason out first.
Lucas also raised his homemade tranquilizer gun. This thing was still a gun and had a certain lethality. It was best not to use it if avoidable; he'd see if Falcon could succeed!
The others also went on alert. Regardless, for two children to be so calm facing seven of them, it was obvious something was fishy!
"Tsk, you're really asking for a beating! Most importantly, you woke me up! Bastards!"
Jason threw out a charged Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist, his punch striking the empty air.
The moment his fist stopped, golden electric current detached from it, transforming into a yellow chain of lightning that shot towards the seven foolish thieves!
The seven were instantly paralyzed by the spreading current, their bodies twitching involuntarily! Lucas, with his weaker constitution, was zapped into a dance.
All the technological equipment on his body overloaded in the current and exploded.
Everything that happened here was seen by the people in the vans via the surveillance feed.
Hacker was dumbfounded. The body cameras their leader and the others were wearing had suddenly lost their feed, but a bit of footage had come through before the cameras went down.
"Holy crap! This! There's actually a superpowered individual in there! Fuck, what did that bastard who gave me the intel say! Wasn't it supposed to be just Bruce Wayne and his butler living there! How can there be a superpowered person!"
Then he thought about the absurdly high bounty for the mission and suddenly understood! No wonder the reward was so high!
The other few were also dumbfounded. One punch had taken down seven people. What the hell kind of ability was that flash of golden light!
Back in the villa, Jason looked speechlessly at the intruders who had been felled by his single, intentionally weakened blow.
So weak, and they still dare to come to Wayne Manor?
He switched on the overhead lights in the villa's main hall!
Click~
The crystal chandelier blazed brightly, instantly illuminating the entire hall.
The faces of all seven were fully revealed to the two unruly kids.
Max clicked his tongue twice and said:
"Five men, two women, outdated equipment. A poor team like yours dares to come and cause trouble at Wayne Manor? Who gave you the courage?"
Jason rummaged through their equipment. Most of Lucas's gear was crudely homemade. Many wires were exposed, looking very cheap and incomparable to Batman's equipment.
"Now what? Do you have any ideas?" Jason asked Max.
Max spread his hands. "What else can we do? Give them the item, then throw them out. Batman just wants to pass the buck anyway."
"No, they're so weak, they can't even carry the blame!" Jason frowned, thought for a moment, then said, "I'll lock them in the storage room."
"That item... just let them see it. Whether they take it or not is up to them!"
Max listened and smiled. "Makes sense. We're just putting the blame squarely in front of them. Whether they're willing to take it is their business. The choice has been given to them; whether they can choose correctly is their own affair."
Then Max preemptively picked his share. "Seven people. I'm responsible for three, you get those four!"
Jason rolled his eyes, paying no mind to Lucas, who had wet his pants.
The two of them activated their Electric Current Propulsion together and easily carried them towards the storage room.
After a week of training, the two of them could already restrain the electric current within their bodies without fully activating Electric Current Propulsion. Max called this the "Energy-Saving Mode."
In this mode, most of the electricity from Electric Current Propulsion would enter their muscles, enabling their bodies to reach a terrifying level of strength. Never mind carrying a few people; even running while carrying a dump truck would be no problem.
There was a drawback, though: they were still children. Under the constant stimulation of the "Energy-Saving Mode," their bodies were growing a bit too fast.
Jason's height had already reached 179 centimeters, and Max had also grown to 170 centimeters!
If not for their youthful faces and their voices remaining unchanged (they hadn't hit puberty yet), the members of the "Magicians" team wouldn't have called them "little friends."
...
In the Batcave, Batman was replaying Jason's punch from just now.
"This ability of theirs... can it really be trained? It's not an injection of some kind of gene-altering drug or something similar?"
Batman had already read the book Max had named: "The Self-Cultivation of a Magnetic Field Madman."
He had also learned the martial arts movements described in it. He discovered that if he frequently practiced those movements, the old injuries on his body would ache and itch, as if they were repairing themselves. (Without the aid of electricity, that set of movements was a set of health-preserving exercises that could help the human body recover more quickly. Regularly practicing this set of fists, if not guaranteeing a long life of a hundred years, could at least prevent all kinds of illnesses.)
However, Batman didn't believe a single word written about the electric shock cultivation method!
Even with Jason and Max as two perfect examples, he preferred to believe that they had achieved it because of Max's alien watch. Normal people don't discharge electricity, right?
"Master, Young Master Max said that his Pikachu transformation only provided Young Master Jason with electricity, just like attaching electrode pads for power supply! It's just that it uses bio-electricity, which is easier for the human body to absorb!"
"Master, are you really not going to consider it?"
Alfred was still very much interested in "The Self-Cultivation of a Magnetic Field Madman." Max had once patted his chest and said that as long as a person had perseverance and luck, they could definitely master this thing!
Perseverance meant years of training by attaching electrode pads and charging, subtly bringing the body to the realm of Electric Current Propulsion.
Luck referred to Max's kind of accelerated method: as long as one had strong recovery abilities and knew all the martial arts movements in the secret manual, then by desperately practicing those movements while being struck head-on by lightning, there was an extremely high chance of directly entering the realm of Electric Current Propulsion.
Alfred currently had several bottles of recovery magic potion prepared by Max. The healing effect was very good. If Master Bruce wanted to cultivate, these few bottles of magic potion would be prepared for him!
"No need, Alfred. You know me. I still prefer the human body. Becoming too powerful will only make me lose my true nature."
"Very well, Master."
...
After receiving the news that most of the "Magicians" team had been defeated, Slade Wilson considered it a matter of course.
"It seems Batman is home. Today's operation needs to be a little more careful!"
He wore a suit of black and red tight-fitting light armor, plus a yin-yang faced mask. Two katanas were sheathed on his back. He carried no firearms whatsoever.
Slade knew that against Batman, firearms were not as useful as blades. Since Batman was home, he might as well confront him directly!
...
Rabbit: "Hacker, how's it going? Have you hacked into the villa's surveillance yet? Find them quickly!"
"Shut up, don't be noisy! The security level in here is nothing like those surveillance cameras in the manor grounds."
Hacker was drenched in sweat; it was truly terrifying!
He felt like he was single-handedly battling an entire team of hackers. The strange thing was, the other party seemed to know his address. Every time he was about to be counter-invaded, the opponent would stop, like a cat toying with a mouse.
Architect spoke up at this moment: "Bia, come with me. Sports Car, you take care of these two!"
Sports Car, Rabbit, and Hacker responded in unison: "Understood." After all, they had cooperated so many times; they still had this much tacit understanding.
Architect and Bia planned to go in and rescue their teammates!
The route they took was still the one Rocco and his group had taken. At least this route was safe, with no mechanisms or traps.
Ten minutes later, they climbed in through the hole in the floor-to-ceiling window.
The lights in the living room were already on, so they could only search for their teammates with even greater caution.
But after they had searched the entire first floor, they found it was all empty. No one!
Looking at the stairs, Architect calculated: there were still five floors above and two basement levels below.
Architect: "Bia, I'll go up and look. You be careful yourself!"
Bia cursed helplessly:
"Fuck! A danger that seven of them couldn't escape, and you plan to face it alone? Let's go together. Don't ignore safety just to save time."
"Alright, together!"
The two of them tiptoed up to the second floor. Faced with a long row of room doors, they could only check them one by one.
They gently opened a door and went in, finding it pitch black. After scanning with a flashlight, they found no one and tiptoed back out.
These two had no idea that the two unruly kids possessing Electric Current Propulsion were watching the fun from the top floor with expressions like they were watching a play.
The "Heart Network" was an ability developed by Max. It utilized the electrified body to sense nearby electrical signals. Besides functioning as a radio, it could also act as a biological radar.
Of course, Jason had naturally learned such a cool method for finding people as well.
"These two people... seem a bit clueless."
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