Are you going to stick this thing inside me? "

"Of course, don't be nervous about Ivy, I will come gently."

"You know I grew up terrified of this."

"The best way to overcome fear is to face her with a smile. Besides, without your blood, how can I conduct research?"

Although Ivy was surprised that Jude Herbert turned out to be a scientist, and a very good scientist at that, she had gotten used to it at this time.

As the needle was inserted into her body inch by inch, the blood was drawn out bit by bit, but the color of the blood was a bit strange, with a little green in the red.

"Is this my blood? Why is it green?"

"Green is right, otherwise how would you be able to manipulate plants, but the potion that Arkham injected you with should be a semi-finished product, what I have to do now is to optimize your genes so that you can achieve complete manipulation."

"Of course it will take a little time, the next thing you have to do is to wait with peace of mind."

With the equipment and blood in place, Jude once again fell into crazy scientific research, observed through a microscope for a long time, and extracted the gene fragments in Ivy's body.

Then carry out the gene stripping. This process requires extreme caution and is very long. If the old man is really asked to do it, he will definitely not have the stamina to finish it.

After stripping out the genes, Jude found that, indeed, among the normal human genes, there was also a layer of genes extracted from plants similar to them.

Moreover, the genetic composition of this layer of plants is very complex. Through comparison, dozens of species such as cacti, lilies, morning glory, ginkgo trees, creepers, and South American vines can be found, not to mention whether there are any comparisons.

Moreover, these plant genes are slowly eroding Ivy's human genes, which is why her skin turns green. If this momentum continues, Ivy should be completely planted in less than half a year.

When he told Ivy about his discovery, no accident, the girl was terrified, swallowed her saliva and asked, "What will happen if you turn into a plant?"

"It will be miserable. Your feet will be rooted into the ground and you will never be able to move again. You can't eat. You can only absorb nutrients from the ground, but those things may be made of poop."

Jude briefly described a few words, which made Ivy almost spit out. She put her head in her hands and shouted in horror: "No, I don't want to absorb shit, Herbert, you must save me."

"I'm saving you. As long as you can make a medicine that changes the genetic structure, not only will you be fine, but you will also become extremely perfect."

The research time this time is longer than that of Penguin. After all, one is just a genetic mutation, which is relatively simple, while Ivy has too many mixed up, maybe as many as thousands of kinds. Even with grandpa’s brain and talent, The process is still long.

After spending half a month in the laboratory, Jude finally figured out that there are 3543 kinds of plant genes entangled in Ivy.

At this moment, he also had to say awesome, it seems that Arkham's gang still have some skills, so many genes fused together did not produce rejection, just based on this, it is not an exaggeration to say that they admire it.

But Jude didn't know that the plant medicine that entered Ivy's body had actually been researched in the depths of Arkham for decades, and the manpower, material and financial resources invested were countless. Before Hugo Strange accepted it, this Research has been going on for generations.

And it only took him half a month to decipher the gene, and he was even confident that he could produce a perfect version that was peaceful and docile within seven days.

At the end of the first stage, Jude walked out of the laboratory with a yawn. At this moment, he was unkempt, looking very embarrassed, and there was a bad smell on his body.

Ignoring those white coats rushing in, Jude left on his own, first took a hot bath,

Then Meimei began to eat a big meal, and Ivy sat opposite and looked a little nervous.

"What's wrong with you, Ivy? Didn't I say that the research has made progress, and you will be fine soon."

Ivy hesitated for a moment and said, "No, that's not what I'm worried about. Bridget was attacked two days ago."

"Assault? Isn't she staying at the Iceberg restaurant?"

"It was indeed at the Iceberg Restaurant, but she felt bored, so she walked out, but she was attacked that night, and she was injured and her right arm was broken."

Jude frowned: "Who attacked her? Don't tell me it's Batman."

Half a month had passed since Arkham was breached, and Jude knew very well that, not to mention Batman, the controllers in the depths of Arkham and the members of the Bigfoot Gang had probably locked him down.

It's just that Gotham is too chaotic now. Mudface, Double-Face, Electro, Kiteman, Ventriloquist, Mad Hatter and other villains have collectively mobilized to cause trouble, holding back the energy of the Bat-Family and Arkham, so I can live in peace for a while, but this time will never be very long.

"Not Batman, the kind we met in the depths of Arkham."

"The one with super self-healing ability?"

"Yes, Bridget fled to a bar and managed to escape through the crowd."

Regarding the identity of the self-healing person, Jude thought about it seriously. Although there are many people with self-healing ability in American comics, such as the most famous Captain America, Deathstroke, Deadpool, etc., these people have nothing to do with Gotham City. Deep, it is absolutely impossible to squat under the ground of Arkham.

And the character who fits this characteristic and is likely to squat in Arkham is most likely Talon, the thug who manipulates Gotham's behind-the-scenes villain, the Owl Court.

The person in charge of the depths of Arkham is Hugo Strange. With this guy alone, he certainly cannot support such a large stall. Who might be behind him?

Maloney, Falcone gangsters? There is this possibility, but the gangsters are more interested in making money and grabbing territory, and conducting human experiments is obviously not what they are interested in.

But the Court of Owls is different. In order to control Gotham for a long time, and even radiate the surrounding areas, and control the whole America and the whole world, they need superpower thugs, they need to deal with Batman, and even deal with other superheroes. Not enough, the depths of Arkham should be created by them.

At this moment, the phone rang, and Jude looked at it and found that it was the Penguin.

"Hello, Mr. Oswald."

The Penguin didn't exchange pleasantries, and said straight to the point: "Mr. Herbert, it seems that you have offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and now they want me to hand you over."

Jude took a gulp of vodka, and exhaled hot air, "Let me guess who it is, the owl court, right?"

After a moment of silence, Penguin whispered, "You know them."

"Of course, I know everything. Your Copperpot family didn't join the court, did they?"

The Penguin fell into silence again. He was abandoned since he was a child. Although he has now been recognized and rejoined the family, he doesn't know many things, and Jude obviously knows more than him, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"That's right, so I didn't hand you over immediately, but I mean that, after all, the price they offered is very attractive."

"Mr. Oswald, you can't be ungrateful, and you'll have no friends."

Penguin laughed and said, "But friends can't help me run for mayor, can they?"

This time it was Jude's turn to fall silent, and after a while he said: "Three days, give me three days, I can finish the job at hand, we can settle the two. Then you can sell us and make another profit." Pen."

"Very good, deal."

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