From the moment she stepped into Gotham, "Poison Ivy" Ivy had been desperately suppressing herself.
Especially when drawn by the plants to the Stadium, she almost unhesitatingly manipulated all the plants to bloom and release toxic spores to release her restless emotions.
After this period, she had almost gotten used to her body having strange reactions from time to time and was already able to control herself well.
Therefore, she did not show too much reaction when facing Connors afterward, and even after arriving at the apartment on the nineteenth floor.
However, being able to restrain herself does not mean she is willing to restrain herself, especially since "Poison Ivy" Ivy is not strictly human; she is more willing to unleash her nature and follow her body's instincts.
And Connors also saw that the state of this femme fatale of Gotham City was a bit off, and he also intended to improve his "Green of All Things."
So when the two got on the motorcycle, and "Poison Ivy" Ivy couldn't help but rub against him from behind, Connors decisively turned the direction and drove towards another street in Gotham.
He had rented three apartments in Gotham in total, always living in the one on the nineteenth floor. He had hardly been to the other two places.
The distance between the apartments was not very far, and they quickly arrived on the roaring motorcycle. It was a row house apartment.
Connors had subconsciously disliked this type of row house apartment, which mostly used wooden structures, partly for safety reasons and partly because of poor sound insulation.
However, now both he and "Poison Ivy" Ivy could manipulate plants to create structures similar to "soundproof walls," so there was naturally no such concern.
"Compared to this crowded human dwelling, I prefer the plant-covered wilderness." Ivy maintained an elegant demeanor despite being incredibly uncomfortable.
As expected, she is full of wildness. Connors did not refute "Poison Ivy" Ivy's idea:
"Next time for sure. Now that it's just the two of us, you can tell me in detail how to make my Green improve faster."
"Poison Ivy" Ivy's fiery red hair became brighter, and the plants covering her body quietly receded:
"I can't say it, I can only do it."
Does Batman really exist in Gotham?
Zatanna searched the internet for information about this mysterious creature that always appeared at night, even beginning to doubt whether it was something made up by criminals.
According to them, this guy's strength exceeds at least one ton, so he is definitely not a normal person.
His speed is faster than a bullet, impossible to hit, and even if hit, it has no effect at all.
He seems to be able to split himself; he was clearly far away just now, but the next moment he appeared behind you.
He can fly, pass through walls, may know magic, can turn invisible, and has an evil-looking vehicle--
The more Zatanna looked at the information online, the more she felt uncertain. This might be a high-level demon, Vampire, or something similar. How was she supposed to defeat him?
She doesn't know many magic techniques at the moment. To defeat Batman, or even just to find him, she would need the help of others.
Thinking of this, Zatanna glanced at the clock and found that it had been more than an hour since she last peeked at Connors through the spatial rift.
Should I take another look?
Zatanna picked up her magic wand and, just like before, waved it in the air, then looked through the rift.
She saw a scene she shouldn't have seen again.
After being stunned for a full two seconds, Zatanna finally reacted and closed the rift. Her face, which had already returned to fair, turned red again up to her ears.
Why did he switch locations, switch people, and still do the same thing?!
Zatanna secretly vowed never to use this magic randomly again.
It lasted for more than forty minutes, and the Green increased from 2% to 7%.
Just as "Poison Ivy" Ivy said, the method was indeed very quick, but it was a bit tiring on the waist.
When the progress reaches one hundred percent, even if I return to the Heavenly Dynasty, I can become a generation of art masters - Connors lit a cigarette afterward, thinking with lingering pleasure.
"Again?" Ivy returned from her previous wildness to a cold demeanor, still looking intimidating, but the words she spoke were not so cold.
"No, no, it's time to get down to business." Connors waved his hand in refusal. Speaking during the sage time was indeed assertive.
"You mean, this wasn't business?" Ivy asked with a light chuckle.
"A death-trap question, I refuse to answer." Connors avoided this topic. He was going to find Catwoman Selina to get back the supercar.
When he and Selina stole from Wayne Manor before, they had discussed a meeting point in case of an accident.
Although no accidents happened afterward, the meeting point was valid for a long time.
That is, the rooftop of the Joseph Jewelry Store.
It was daytime, and Catwoman Selina was probably sleeping or working somewhere, as it wasn't her active time yet.
Connors simply took "Poison Ivy" Ivy to a clothing store near the jewelry store to buy some clothes.
Otherwise, with her fiery red long hair, curvy figure, and vines wrapped around her arms, "Poison Ivy"'s appearance was too eye-catching.
The clothes bought were a thin, long black trench coat. Connors' original intention was to make "Poison Ivy" look less attention-grabbing.
But the black trench coat, worn on her body, was quite compatible with Ivy's temperament. Ignoring the presence of plants and her skin color, she looked completely like a female big shot in the business world.
If she also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, it would be a fatal combination.
This was moving from the extreme of wildness to the extreme of intellect.
On the rooftop of the Joseph Jewelry Store, Connors and Ivy easily arrived by using a plant staircase.
There was an inconspicuous small bell here. Shaking it made little noise, but it could transmit to a sufficient distance.
This was the secret signal Catwoman Selina left for Connors as a meeting point.
Under Ivy's slightly curious gaze, Connors picked up the small cat bell and shook it wildly. Seven or eight minutes later, a nimble black figure appeared before them.
"None." Selina's first sentence left the two waiting for her confused.
"None of what?" Connors asked.
"I stole the art painting for my own collection, not to sell it, so there's no money." Selina said quite harsh words in the softest voice.
That painting was specially bought by Wayne to deal with thieves. Connors didn't expose the truth of the matter, and besides, he didn't come for money but extended his hand:
"Give me back the car."
"Did you come to find me just to get the car back?" Selina asked doubtfully. "I thought you came to me to cooperate again."
"That's secondary," Connors explained. "Interested in robbing Arkham Asylum once?"
This was different from the plan he told Harley Quinn - "Poison Ivy" Ivy watched with interest from the side, not saying a word.
"Arkham Asylum? What's worth stealing from that broken place?" Selina was only interested in rare treasures and art collections.
Connors shook his head. He had to break Catwoman's stereotype of Arkham Asylum:
"Do you know what's most valuable?"
"Art." Selina kept repeating this.
"-Talent!" Connors corrected. "My plan is divided into two parts. Your part is - stealing the talent from Arkham Asylum."
"-Who are we robbing?" Selina heard the saying "talent is valuable" for the first time.
"Batman."
"Oh--" Selina suddenly understood. "He is indeed a rare talent in Gotham, but what's the use? I can't just make him into a specimen to collect."
"Poison Ivy" Ivy, who had remained silent all this time, said something astonishing:
"That's not difficult. I can help you make him into a specimen."