As they stepped out of the Dream Bubbles, they saw Gordon on all fours nearby, staring blankly at the ground and gasping violently.
Bobo and Dr. Quinzel were talking to him, trying to communicate, but the commissioner seemed unable to hear anything at the moment.
"So dragging someone from their own dream into the universe's dream really does cause a mental shock?" Su Ming removed his gas mask and handed it to Lucien, who was watching intently nearby. He crouched to check Gordon's pulse and pupils, then flicked the old man's earlobe with his middle finger. "But it looks like he just can't mentally accept it yet. He'll be fine after he settles down a little. He doesn't seem crazy anymore either. That's a good sign."
Bobo fished a pipe out of his pocket, took a puff himself, then stuffed it into Gordon's mouth. He patted the officer's back, urging him to take a few drags to calm himself down.
The ape raised his face toward Deathstroke. "Did we figure out how The Batman Who Laughs hypnotizes people?"
"Seems that way. You probably don't know, since you weren't tied to the Tower when Barbatos invaded." Su Ming lit a cigarette for himself and pulled out a soda, pouring a few mouthfuls into Gordon. "Back then, the Heroes were all having nightmares. This time, The Batman Who Laughs used the virus and Metal Resonance to make them have beautiful dreams."
Little Lucky Ape watched Gordon gradually recover, stopping his furry paw from patting the man's back. Pinching his own chin, he said:
"Helping people make up for their regrets over and over in dreams, then hypnotizing them to gain their trust? That seems a little too simple."
"The Batman Who Laughs Virus should be a three-in-one toxin, with nitrous oxide as