What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have 3

## Chapter 3: The Alfred Protocol is in Effect

“Oh my god! Rhino Tiger Rabbit Turtle Hedgehog Cat Gorilla Lion Elephant Monkey Beetle Dinosaur Watermelon Banana Apple Blueberry Gray Clothes Robot Cowboy Police Construction Worker Nurse Doctor Sir!”

“Stop hitting each other!!!”

“Stop it, you guys, stop it!”

Chen Tao squatted leisurely nearby, watching the Ventriloquist’s ten fingers and ten toes, each wearing a plush toy, fighting each other fiercely. A large number of toys were also laid out around him, participating in this mass personality brawl.

He could even see smoke rising from the Ventriloquist’s middle-aged, balding head. The whole person seemed to have transformed into a human speaker, countless miscellaneous sounds booming from his small body, turning into a chaotic stew within him.

“Ah!!!!”

The Ventriloquist let out a scream. What started as a fight between toys now escalated, affecting Arnold himself. A bird toy seemed to have successfully convinced several other toys on the fingers. Five toys formed a fist and punched Arnold right in the eye socket.

“Help! Save me!”

Chen Tao shook his head, a look of disdain on his face.

He was clearly insane, beyond saving.

In the historical record, when the Ventriloquist invaded the Gotham City Police Department’s evidence room, he could easily choose the police toy as his newly born sub-personality because he had Sock Sock as a strong sub-personality to suppress the others. But now things were different. Sock Sock was directly killed by Chen Tao. Each newly created personality had roughly the same strength. How could they determine a dominant personality in a short period?

They were evenly matched and fighting together, like dozens of viruses running on the same computer.

“Woof woof woof woof woof woof…”

As time passed, the personalities continued to argue loudly, but the Ventriloquist’s facial expressions gradually lost control. His two eyeballs stared in different directions, drool dripped from his mouth, and he let out unconscious, guttural growls.

“…”

It was almost time to start the next stage of the treatment. If his brain CPU actually fried, it would be a disaster.

So, Chen Tao walked into the pile of stuffed toys and found a… Batman plush toy.

It was a cartoonish miniature baby Batman, sucking on a pacifier, wearing a black suit, diaper, and a cloth belt sewn around his waist. He looked incredibly cute, the kind that little girls would love.

Chen Tao had also built a wireless communication module inside, allowing him to control the doll remotely, making it easier for him to control the Ventriloquist.

“It’s you!”

Chen Tao then walked in front of the Ventriloquist and quickly snatched all the toys off his hands.

?

The Ventriloquist pounced on Chen Tao’s legs, wiping his snot and tears on his pants: “Oh my god, what are you going to do to the rhino, the tiger, the rabbit, the turtle, the hedgehog, the cat…”

“Get lost!”

Chen Tao ruthlessly stripped the middle-aged, balding white man naked, not even leaving him with underwear. He then piled the toys he just stripped off him.

He pulled out a lighter.

“No! No!”

The Ventriloquist struggled violently, so Chen Tao grabbed him under his armpit and lit the pile of plush toys.

Boom!

These items were all flammable, and the flames shot up instantly.

Well, even the plush toys not used as personified personalities by the Ventriloquist couldn’t be spared.

Chen Tao then lit the remaining plush toys in his side bag.

“No…”

Arnold slumped powerlessly to the ground. He was completely naked now, and even if he wanted to take off his underwear and put it on his hands to create new personalities, he couldn’t.

“Arnold? Arnold?”

No response. The Ventriloquist sobbed like a giant balding baby, slapping himself on both cheeks while crying.

“Take me away, take me away!”

If Chen Tao hadn’t stopped him, he would have almost cried and rushed into the fire.

Chen Tao was satisfied with his reaction. He took out a potion and sprayed a large cloud of mist on the poor old man’s face.

“Cough, cough… Awwwwooooooooo!”

The Ventriloquist stopped howling. He began to convulse like someone having a seizure.

Fear potion. It was manufactured by Scarecrow, and its effect was… to amplify fear.

“Do you see? No matter how many new friends you make, I will kill them all, heh heh heh!”

Chen Tao leaned close to him, grabbed his neck, and forced him to stare at his eyes.

The Ventriloquist started howling again. Chen Tao even suspected he would vomit his throat out of his mouth next. It was unclear what the Ventriloquist actually saw, but from his perspective, maybe the whole world was burning.

The flames, the Batman he feared most, the fear of losing the protector personality, and the fear toxin, all brewed together into a thick soup called Extreme Fear.

The taste was just right.

“Only this, Batman… um, this miniature baby Batman, will be the only friend I allow you to have.”

Chen Tao shoved the Batman toy in his hand: “He will replace my will and constantly supervise you to see if you are listening to me.”

“Don’t throw him away! Don’t leave him! He won’t make you kill like Scarface, he will make you listen to me! He won’t hurt you! I won’t hurt you! All this is for your own good!”

Chen Tao shouted at the top of his lungs at the Ventriloquist’s head, the sound waves, mixed with his spittle, sprayed on Arnold’s face, causing a severe psychological shock to the dazed old man.

He held the miniature baby Batman toy, a single, teardrop rolling down his cheek.

Then… nothing happened.

Crap, did I break him?

Chen Tao was very worried, so he slapped him twice: “Speak, come on, smile.”

The Ventriloquist remained frozen, unmoving.

“Arnold, don’t be afraid, as long as you listen to Batman, you won’t get hurt.” A deep voice, completely different from Arnold’s own, faintly resembling Batman’s voice, echoed.

A smile appeared on Chen Tao’s face.

It worked.

“Remember, from today on, you’re Batman’s dog!”

“Woof!”

Huh? Something seems off. Forget it… it doesn’t matter.

Chen Tao’s attention was drawn to the silver white text flashing wildly in his mind.

【Warning! Warning! Detected Anchor Item!】

【Obtained: The Ventriloquist’s Tears of Personality Destruction】

【Description: The tears left behind after the Ventriloquist’s sub-personality completely collapses. Only highly immoral individuals can obtain it through a series of brutal methods. You might be able to use it to summon a Batman from a parallel universe.】

【However, will the existence summoned by an immoral artifact be someone powerful?】

【”Yes, that’s right, you got him, but you lost your morals.”】

【”Was all this really worth it?”】

Chen Tao suddenly looked at his hand. The Ventriloquist’s teardrop was slowly drying up.

【Converted Crisis Energy Units: 10】

【Now able to synchronize Batman memories】

Chen Tao’s heart was filled with excitement. Did my cheat code arrive?

【Protocol activated, taking effect… effective. New Batman detected, assigning number…】

【Your number is 52】

【The Alfred Protocol is initialized】

【Mortal form, not inferior to the King of Monsters.】

【Human strength, equal to the Holy Emperor.】

【World in chaos, guarded by oneself.】

【Shadow Knight, still unparalleled!】

【Evil villains, fear my divine light.】

【Demons and monsters, all are invincible.】

【The light of the shadow lamp, shines forever!】

【Respected Batman #52, welcome to the Bat-Squad!】

(End of Chapter)

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