Connors saw the news about Catwoman and realized there was no other immediate way to track her.
If he wanted to get his hands on her gossip, he'd have to rely on chance. He no longer cared about news he read on GOOGLE or news passed through countless hands.
He had to experience the "hot gossip" firsthand for the rewards to be substantial.
The taxi continued to move forward, and the driver tried to talk to Connors several times, especially as the car gradually drove out of Gotham City. He finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, man, are you going to Gotham Forest?"
Connors asked, puzzled, "No, buddy, don't tell me you need to add money at the last minute?" His destination was Gotham Forest, which he had told the driver as soon as he got in, and the fare was calculated by the meter.
This sudden question made him wonder if he was getting into a predatory cab situation.
"That—" the driver smiled embarrassedly, "You may not know, there's a man-eating monster in the Gotham Forest. It might not be safe for you to go there empty-handed."
"Oh," Connors nodded indifferently. With the "Green of All Things" in his body, he wasn't afraid of the Poison Ivy that others feared.
"…Look, I have a shotgun in my car. If you don't mind, I can sell it to you. That way, you'll have a handy weapon when you go into the forest." The driver finally stated his purpose.
"How much?" Connors said, pulling out his wallet. Taxi drivers always had a hard life, especially in a place like Gotham City.
One day, they might be taken away along with their taxi by a villain while driving. He didn't mind helping the driver who was taking advantage of being away from the city to resell arms.
"Only five hundred dollars." The price sounded reasonable, and Connors prepared to pay.
"But, man, each round of bullet is three thousand." The driver revealed his true intentions, pointing a pistol at Connors in the back seat. It seemed Connors either had to pay and admit defeat, or get a free bullet.
Connors stopped taking out the money, leaned over from the back seat to look at the rearview mirror, and after confirming his appearance again and again, he asked: "Do I look like a sucker to you?"
The driver waved the pistol in his hand, while his other hand steered and shifted gears simultaneously; he seemed to have done this many times before. The next second, the driver was thrown out of the window of the moving car.
"Shit!" He cursed subconsciously, then stood up in a hurry, raised his gun, and aimed at the taxi that was gradually moving away, only to find that the pistol's safety had been turned off at some point. He hurriedly opened the safety, and his pants fell down. He looked down and found that his belt had been taken away.
By the time he raised his head and aimed again, the taxi was out of range.
Connors stood at the edge of the Gotham Forest. One more step forward, and he would be completely inside.
However, he didn't rush in because there was no road, and if he went in, he would probably get lost and be unable to get out. The "Green of All Things" moved as his heart wished, and plants grew wildly, forming a soft and comfortable recliner, and Connors sat down on it. This sitting lasted a whole day.
During this time, Connors tried to stand on top of a tree, but still couldn't see any trace of Poison Ivy's possible existence, and no other creatures came to him except small animals. This made Connors begin to doubt whether he had misunderstood.
Was the Poison Ivy of this world not in the Gotham Forest?
It would be dark if he waited any longer, so Connors patted his backside and drove away in the taxi. His entire day had been wasted with no gain.
He would walk around Gotham in the evening to see if he could possibly run into Catwoman; otherwise, he wouldn't even get the "gossip-eating" reward today.
After parking the car in the middle of the river outside Gotham City, Connors found the location of "Joseph Jewelry Store" and walked toward it calmly. This store was truly unlucky to have been robbed five times in a row by Catwoman. There might even be a sixth time, so he decided to try his luck.
And when he stopped a taxi again and got in, Poison Ivy in the Gotham Forest finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ugh, Ivy, what is this? It's so disgusting." Harley Quinn stood up naked from a bathtub. The bathtub was filled with a light purple liquid that was sticky and had a disgusting smell.
Ivy also stood up naked from the other end of the bathtub: "This is a necessary measure to keep you here with me. I'm not called Poison Ivy for nothing. Anyone who stays with me for a long time without taking precautions will be poisoned." She continued, "Also, Harley, you're my only friend. These formulas I specially prepared for you can change your immune system and increase your resistance to toxins, as well as your natural agility and strength."
"Pamela—" Harley reached out and wiped the purple mucus from her body, sniffed it, then couldn't help but want to spit it out.
But she soon discovered that compared to her own sensory nausea and discomfort, Ivy, standing at the other end of the bathtub, was in even greater pain.
Ivy closed her legs tightly, her skin turning pink, and her body trembled uncontrollably. This was a look she had never had before.
"Ivy, what's wrong with you?" Harley jumped out of the bathtub and asked hurriedly, oblivious to her newfound agility at that moment.
"…" Poison Ivy didn't say anything. She had already noticed Connors when he appeared outside the Gotham Forest, but at that time, she was soaking in a bathtub with Harley to improve Harley's physical fitness.
This process couldn't be interrupted. But Connors sat outside for a day, and "Poison Ivy" Ivy also felt uncomfortable for a day, and her hormones seemed to be in disarray.
Fortunately, the formula prepared for Harley didn't smell pleasant, and it successfully covered up the scent emanating from her body; otherwise, Ivy would have been unable to defend herself.
Although she felt physically uncomfortable, Ivy finally knew the source of her discomfort, which was clearly Connors himself. She decided that after Harley Quinn left, she would go find Connors to find out what was going on.
"Ivy, I'm going to go find Paddy—no, I'm going to Gotham to cause a scene!" Harley Quinn stood next to the bathtub, using cold water to wash off the remaining formula mucus on her body, revealing the whiter, tenderer, but tougher skin underneath, and said to Ivy.
Joseph Jewelry Store.
Selina Kyle glanced around in disappointment. After being robbed five times in a row, this jewelry store finally stopped putting any new products on the shelves.
Currently, all the jewelry in the store was mediocre. She leaped skillfully and left through the ventilation duct, planning to return later.
However, after jumping out of the ventilation duct, she didn't land safely on the roof. Instead, she fell into a warm embrace.
Connors looked at the curvy beauty in his arms in silence. He had just leaned his head to take a look inside the ventilation duct, so how could she jump directly into his arms? Wasn't the angle of this jump wrong?
Just as he expected, the thief who frequently robbed jewelry stores was Catwoman. Her slender waist, wrapped in black tights, was even softer than Seol Hee's, Cindy's, and the others'.
Selina was also startled and subconsciously used her physical skills to knock Connors down. She arched her waist and clamped Connors's head with her thighs.
Her movements were extremely agile. Then, with the strength of her whole body, she tried to make Connors lose balance and fall to the ground.
However, Connors's extreme human physical qualities allowed him to maintain his center of gravity without moving at all. He stood firmly in place and was stunned again.
What did this mean?
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