However, Shane didn't see any useful clues after looking around the coastal ports.
Not even a human figure could be seen.
Without rushing in, Shane stood quietly, trying his best to ignore the feeling of the poisonous mist licking him, waiting for the rest of Teen Titans to land.
Not long after, footsteps came from behind Shane.
Rachel took the lead and even walked in front of Tim. Under the hood that resembled a crow's head, a transparent mask could be vaguely covered by the white mist breathed by Rachel from time to time.
Seeing that Shane didn't get into trouble as soon as he came in, Rachel looked a little more relaxed and even quickened his pace to take two steps towards Shane.
Shane turned around, with a smile on his face that wanted to comfort Rachel, but his eyes changed at a certain moment0
About tens of meters away to the left of Teen Titans, a few wisps of green mist were gently rolled up.
Almost no one could notice such a subtle scene in this low visibility situation.
Only Shane's battle consciousness that he had honed in the past reminded him that something definitely existed in that place.
Shane wanted to rush over, but just when his muscles were about to exert force, a certain chill that penetrated his bone marrow suddenly caused him to have an unavoidable stiffening reflex.
The last time a similar feeling occurred was when Shane, who was Viltrumite, was undergoing a trial on a certain planet in his teens, when he faced a sneak attack from a super monster that could cause fatal damage to him.
And almost in the blink of an eye, Cassandra, who was also wearing a mask, suddenly jumped up, jumped forward, and threw Rachel, who was rushing towards Shane, to the ground.
Some kind of invisible unknown broke through the air and passed by where Rachel was standing just now. The ubiquitous green mist in the air was gently opened up, and then fell silent again.
Yes, just such a little movement, strictly speaking, except for Shane and Cassandra who could sense it with their combat intuition, the remaining few people were still unaware of it.
They even thought that Cassandra might have been infected by the virus, so they quickly surrounded him and pulled him away from Rachel.
But the clear eyes of Girl, who could not speak, blinking innocently under the transparent mask, made everyone confused for a moment.
Shane pulled Rachel up and carefully protected it by his side. He first cast a grateful look at Cassandra, and then explained the abnormality to the ignorant crowd.
Mal crossed his arms and rubbed his arms, gritted his teeth and looked left and right, but he couldn't detect the existence of the abnormality at all.
Mia has always maintained a bow-shooting posture, with the bowstring half-opened, and pointed around a few times vigilantly.
Tim took out a palm-sized instrument and scanned the air.
But before there was time to wait for feedback, the screen of the instrument was like a petri dish covered with slime mold, with dense irregular green lines appearing.
Putting the sparking instrument aside casually, Tim spread his hands helplessly.
"No mechanical creations can be used here."
Shane is also forcing himself to enhance his five senses to the extreme. At this moment, as long as there is even a strand of hair falling to the ground within a radius of thirty meters, Shane can instantly detect it.
But still nothing was discovered, and even the dangerous stinging sensation that appeared behind him before seemed to be just an illusion.
"That thing left - maybe it was waiting for the moment when our tense nerves relaxed before it attacked again."
Shane subconsciously hugged Rachel's shoulders, with a serious look on his face.
If you are an ordinary person who has always maintained a state of nervousness and high vigilance to the outside world, you will definitely feel tired soon.
But Teen Titans's previous extreme training included exactly this part.
Shane once exiled them to the Alternate Dimension controlled by Rachel. The Titans need to guard against Shane's sneak attacks all day long and return on foot to the always-open Dimension gate dozens of miles away.
Anyone who shows signs of slacking off will be attacked by the elusive Shane, and then receive a brutal beating.
Coupled with Alternate Dimension's ubiquitous disgusting monster attacks, it put unparalleled mental pressure on the Titan people at that time.
This abnormal training allowed everyone to master the ability to maintain high vigilance for a long time. Even Lilith, who did not appear here, was able to maintain full concentration for more than five hours during the march.
Everyone slowed down their pace again, relying more closely on each other, maintaining a small group pattern and continuing to move towards the interior of Gotham.
However, after a period of time, Gotham returned to the quietness of a dead city. Except for the movement of Shane and the others, there was no suspicious movement.
The rich green is like turbid jelly, quiet and strange, giving people a more eerie feeling than before.
It wasn't until he passed an inconspicuous street corner that Tim finally raised his hand and made a fist, making a tactical pause.
"Go down here, and there is a hidden Batcave in the seemingly abandoned storage room."
Tim gritted his teeth and motioned for everyone to follow him.
"I want to go down and take a look. Maybe I can find something from Batcomputer - or even if it doesn't work, I can find some usable equipment from Batcave."
The rest of the people turned their attention to Shane, who nodded at first, then suddenly noticed something, frowned and ordered everyone.
"A team only needs one voice. You don't have to look at me all the time. This is Gotham. Most of the commanders will follow Tim's words without any problem."
Several people staggered their positions, with Tim leading the way. The remaining people followed Tim step by step while watching the surroundings.
The seemingly rusty iron lock was pried open by Tim. The red rusty door opened silently. Mal, who was walking at the end of the team, conveniently opened the iron door disguised as the entrance to a dilapidated storage room.
A completely simulated underground storage room environment. After entering this sealed space, the heavily filled green finally faded away. The ground was full of garbage. With the pace of Tim, dust was raised, and the air was filled with a stench that even homeless people could not bear.
I don't know what button Tim activated. The iron shelf that was originally leaning against the corner and filled with waste slid open silently, revealing a narrow hole that could only accommodate one person at a time.
Several people walked into the cave in order, bowing their heads and bending down. Then after a long Tunnel of about tens of meters of twists and turns, the width of the cave gradually became clear.
It is worth mentioning that even if there is only one Batman here, it may be difficult to use the spare Batcave with more than one number from the last time, but the Tunnel that entered still has several forks to confuse the enemy.
Shane couldn't help but admire these Batman Family people for being able to memorize so many and complicated routes.
Until the figure of Tim turns the last corner.
Looking at Tim who took a deep breath and stepped back slightly, Shane was slightly surprised and walked to the front and stuck his head out towards the other side of the corner.
Then he saw a swaying, tall and slender figure standing at the last entrance of Batcave.
Mal followed Shane with a head sticking out from under his head. He squinted for a long time and lowered his voice to the lowest level he thought he could.
"Is this Catwoman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shane rolled his eyes and knocked Mal on the head.
At the same time, the tall figure suddenly turned around, and in the dark passage, a pair of emerald-like eyes locked onto the two of them.
Then her body suddenly bowed, like a real big black cat, and it nimbly pounced towards the two of them, its sharp cat claws pointed directly at their eyes.
But then Catwoman" was grabbed by the neck lightly by Shane who took a step forward and was pressed hard to the ground.
Looking at the beautiful corpse-green face covered with black veins from the neck to the face, and the dark green pupils that truly looked like a cat, Shane clicked his tongue lightly.
"Tim, the research materials are here. Is this your master's wife?"