Chapter 513

Bruce Wayne stared intently at the screen, eager to see where exactly the Nightmare Respirators had appeared.

But upon seeing it, his scalp tingled with numbness.

There were over twenty locations showing Nightmare Respirators.

And their distribution wasn't just different cities – it was different countries altogether.

Some were in homes, others in nursing homes, hospitals… everywhere.

The only silver lining was that the screen thoughtfully displayed each location's country, city, street, building number, and even specific room number.

"Clark, Barry, I need your power right now!"

Bruce quickly came up with a plan.

"You two need to get to these places as fast as possible and take away all the Nightmare Respirators before anyone uses them!"

"Got it!" Barry replied immediately. He glanced at the screen to memorize the locations, about to set off when he suddenly paused.

"Wait, Bruce… if they're using respirators, it means their health is critical. If we just take them away, won't they die without them?"

Barry fully understood how terrifying the Nightmare Respirators were, but removing them from people who relied on them to live was essentially murder. He struggled with guilt at that thought.

"Don't worry. I'll have replacement respirators ready for you to bring."

Bruce replied calmly, glancing towards Alfred, who was just finishing a phone call nearby.

Alfred turned back to Bruce. "Master Wayne, I anticipated your orders. I've already contacted the company. A batch of respirators is prepared. Master Clark and Master Barry can pick them up from Wayne Enterprises right away."

"Well done," Bruce said with a nod. He then turned back to Barry and Clark.

But before he could say anything more, sparks flew across the room and Clark had already vanished from where he stood.

"So impatient," Alfred sighed as he looked at the mess left behind.

"They can't help it. This is urgent," Bruce replied, pulling out his card deck and holding it up to the mirror. Instantly, he transformed into Kamen Rider Knight.

"I'm heading out too. Watch the house."

With that, Bruce leapt into the mirror.

Inside the Mirror World, he used his Yellow Lantern Ring to create a fighter jet that could easily surpass the speed of any advanced jet in reality.

Soaring at incredible speed, he first headed to Wayne Enterprises.

Finding a quiet corner, he emerged from a mirror, grabbed the respirators, and saw a group of employees staring at him in shock.

Apparently, Barry and Clark had already come through, grabbed respirators, and vanished, leaving everyone thinking they'd seen ghosts. Some were praying, others screaming in terror.

Bruce could only sigh and soothe them with generous bonuses before quickly leaving with a batch of respirators.

Meanwhile, Diana and Arthur didn't participate in this mission.

They simply didn't have Barry or Clark's super speed.

Diana: Have you two left already?

Barry: Just arrived at one of the locations. I swapped the respirator out before the patient even realized what happened!

Bruce Wayne: Really? Then why do I see on the screen that your speed created a strong gust of wind, scattering everything in their room?

Barry: Uh… well… I still can't perfectly control the Speed Force.

Bruce Wayne: Forget it. It's an emergency – just make sure you don't hurt anyone.

Barry: Of course. I'd never let that happen.

Barry was already at his third location, a hospital where a nurse was about to put the respirator on an elderly patient.

Barry moved faster than her eyes could track, snatching away the Nightmare Respirator and replacing it with a Wayne Enterprises model in an instant.

The powerful wind he generated forced the nurse and old man to close their eyes.

When they reopened them, paper was scattered everywhere, and Barry was long gone.

"Huh? Where did that wind come from?" both the nurse and the elderly man muttered in confusion.

Meanwhile, Clark had reached a nursing home, swapped out a respirator, and left. Though he was fast, his precision wasn't like Barry's, and people saw him.

They stared, stunned.

"Uh… this respirator has a defect. I'm replacing it with a Wayne Enterprises model. Please don't worry."

Clark stammered awkwardly, squeezing in an advertisement before quickly leaving to avoid further embarrassment.

Then he flew at top speed across the ocean, heading for a hospital in France.

But upon arrival, his expression darkened. Someone was already using the Nightmare Respirator.

Clark: Bruce! It's too late – someone's already using it!

Barry: Same here! I ran to Italy at top speed, but I wasn't fast enough!

Bruce Wayne: What?!

At that moment, Bruce had just returned to the Mirror World after flawlessly swapping out respirators with his stealth skills, ensuring no one noticed him.

"Damn it… the worst-case scenario has happened after all."

Seeing Barry and Clark's messages, Bruce's expression turned grim.

This was what he feared most. Once someone started using it, the aftermath was far more troublesome.

On Clark's side…

"Ahhh!!"

The elderly patient who had used the respirator suddenly jolted awake, screaming uncontrollably.

Nurses hurried over to ask what was wrong.

Upon learning it was just a nightmare, they shrugged it off as normal.

They had no idea a disaster had just begun.

Bruce Wayne: Wait! Clark, Barry – did either of you get too close?!

He suddenly remembered the most important point – the nightmare was contagious. If Clark or Barry were nearby, they might be infected too!

Clark: No, I was outside the hospital.

Barry: I ran out in time… I hope that's okay.

Bruce Wayne: Don't blame yourself. We all know what this thing is.

Diana: What do we do now? People have already started having nightmares!

She looked at the screen anxiously.

Arthur: There are people everywhere near them. Those people will all be infected too. And if they move around, the infection will spread uncontrollably!

Barry: Bruce! Do you have any ideas?!

Clark, Barry, Diana, and Arthur – none of them knew what to do.

Fighting monsters was one thing, but when it came to solving problems like this, they could only rely on Bruce Wayne.

(End of Chapter)

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