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Chapter 38 Wanting to Become a Swamp Monster
Chapter 38 Wanting to Become a Swamp Monster
Is daytime the time to do this kind of thing?
Zatanna felt her cheeks burning.
He took off his tall magician's hat and tossed it casually. The hat seemed to grow wings and spun in the air, making several turns before finally hanging on the clothes hanger.
She cleared her mind of distractions and thought carefully: the way news and newspapers presented themselves needed to rely on magic performances.
This method is unlikely to work in the short term.
Zatanna held the magic show with a glimmer of hope, but after the audience encountered three incidents in a row, it's unlikely anyone will want to come again anytime soon.
She plans to rely on local Gotham forces to find her father.
Having been in Gotham for several days, she had heard many people say that there was a mysterious creature in the city, whose symbol was a bat.
He is capable of almost anything, from flying to diving, and is known as Batman.
If we could catch this guy—
Zatanna's eyes gradually brightened.
Riding his motorcycle back to his nineteenth-floor apartment, Connors was unsurprisingly greeted by a room that had been minimalist in its decor, now overgrown with vines.
As soon as the door opened, before she could even step inside, Harley Quinn bounced over, her face full of anticipation:
"Little Pa, what's your plan?"
But the first thing Connors needed to deal with wasn't revealing his plans, but rather looking at Poison Ivy, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa as if she were at home:
"You should have noticed that I, like you, possess the 'Green of All Things.' Let's get to know each other formally. My name is..."
"No need. Harley Quinn stayed with me for a few days and talked about your name almost constantly."
"I even wonder if you've brainwashed me." Ivy interrupted Connors.
"I came to Gotham to find the guy who stirred up my 'Green of All Things,' but I never expected that person to be you."
Connors nodded, then followed up on Ivy's words and asked:
"So what brings you here?"
"I'm here to kill you," Ivy said in a frighteningly casual tone.
However, Connors's spider senses detected no murderous intent, and the presence of the Green of the Realm meant he wouldn't be seen as an ordinary human by "Poison Ivy".
Therefore, he remained on guard in secret and did not take any major action.
Harley Quinn, on the other hand, immediately became alert and grabbed Ivy's arm, shaking it violently.
"Ivy, you promised you wouldn't kill Little Pa."
"Poison Ivy" Ivy is dressed scantily. Although she is no longer human in the strict sense, her physical structure is still not much different, except for her skin color.
This caused Ivy's breasts to heave as Harley Quinn grabbed Ivy's arms and shook her violently.
"I agreed to your request before because I didn't know that the 'Little Pa' you mentioned was this man with the Green of All Things. But don't worry, I won't kill him now."
"Poison Ivy" Ivy tried to comfort her, but it wasn't very effective; Harley Quinn shook her even more vigorously.
Connors was quite curious. He had no grudge against "Poison Ivy" Ivy, so why was she constantly saying she wanted to kill him? He simply asked:
"Logically speaking, I possess the green of all things, so we are of the same kind. Why are you killing me?"
Upon hearing this question, Ivy's skin visibly flushed pink, but quickly returned to normal.
"I want to be a swamp monster."
The first thing that came to Connors' mind was that humanoid figure made of plants in the comics, smelly all over, and at first glance, it looked like Cthulhu.
Seeing that Connors didn't speak, Ivy, "Poison Ivy," smiled and comforted him:
"Don't worry, your 'Green of All Things' is still very weak right now. I'll wait until you grow stronger before I make my move."
"The combined power of our two plants should be enough to make me a swamp monster, allowing me to control all the plants in the world and wipe out humanity completely."
"At the stadium, I noticed that you were able to grow the Green of All Things by absorbing my toxic spores. Perhaps we can try another, faster method."
"—" Connors realized that he was being treated as a child bride—no, a child husband.
"What method?" Harley Quinn stopped shaking Ivy and asked curiously.
A blush crept across Ivy's face, but she didn't answer.
She didn't answer, but Connors knew what the other way was, and thankfully this was Gotham, the world of American comics.
In any world of cultivation, "Poison Ivy" Ivy would at least be the sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect, with only herself as her disciple.
"Didn't you ever think that by the time I'm strong enough, you won't be able to kill me anymore?" Connors asked.
"Whatever." Ivy removed Harley's hand from her arm. "If I can't become the Swamp Monster, then I'll find a way to make you the Swamp Monster. As long as we turn this world green, it doesn't matter what."
"I'm afraid you're the one who ruined DC's future..." Connors thought to himself.
Poison Ivy seemed ambitious about the future, but currently she was adopting a do-nothing attitude, so he didn't continue the topic and instead looked at Harley Quinn:
"Harley, now it's time to tell you my plan—are you interested in joining me in locking Batman up in Arkham Asylum?"
Harley Quinn's big eyes lit up immediately:
"Great! This will definitely be big news! But how exactly will it be carried out?"
Although Ivy, the "Poison Ivy" standing to the side, didn't say anything, her ears were also quietly perked up.
"I'll go talk to Batman and see if he agrees to let me in," Connors said.
"Discuss?" Harley Quinn couldn't understand. "Discuss Batman about putting him in Arkham Asylum?"
"Yeah, right." Connors said matter-of-factly.
He was indeed planning to talk to Batman about staying in Arkham for a few days, verbally, not through physical means.
Ivy looked left and right, momentarily unable to tell whether Harley Quinn or Connors was the madman. After a moment's hesitation, she spoke up:
"Then—could you include me in your plan?"
Connors and Halle both looked at her at the same time:
"Where are you going?" *2
Connors doesn't understand Poison Ivy's motives, while Harley worries that Ivy will steal her thunder once again.
"I'm going to watch the fun." Ivy, like Connors before her, acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"You like gossiping too?" Connors looked at Ivy with a puzzled expression but didn't say anything to stop her.
Anyway, the system judges the size of the melon based on "the more people participate and the stronger they are, the bigger the reward". Poison Ivy's participation in the operation can only benefit him and not harm him.
Although the plan sounded outrageous, Harley Quinn strode quickly toward the apartment door, acting swiftly and decisively.
"Wait a minute, Harry," Connors stopped her.
Three people can't fit on one motorcycle, and taking a taxi is too awkward—which superhero or villain takes taxis everywhere when they go out on business?
Before taking this action, Connors needs to go see "Catwoman" Selena and retrieve the supercar that Mr. Wayne gave him.
"So, you're going to drive the car Batman gave you to Batman and talk to him about sending him to Arkham?" Ivy summarized what Connors was about to do.
"Yes," Connors confirmed Poison Ivy's words.
"Then I'll go with you," Ivy said with a look of anticipation.
"The motorcycle can only seat two people," Connors said, somewhat troubled. The motorcycle that "Catwoman" Selena left him wasn't a scooter, so Harley Quinn couldn't be squatting in front of him facing him.
Besides, even if one could squat, this mode of transportation is really absurd. This isn't a super villain, but a super energetic young lady.
"Then I won't go. It's just retrieving a car; I'm not interested in that."
Harley Quinn said, then excitedly lay down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and looked forward to the news program focusing on her story.
Connors and "Poison Ivy" Ivy exchanged a glance. Ivy's face flushed pink, while Connors seemed lost in thought.
Is this an opportunity to try out a "faster method" on my own?