Here was a little-known fact.
Poison Ivy's pheromones had no effect on someone she truly loved.
In the comics, for example, charming Batman was an everyday occurrence for Poison Ivy, and she could even charm Superman, a god among men. But she could not charm Harley Quinn, because Harley Quinn was her true love at the time.
Ivy and Harley forever.
Unfortunately, Poison Ivy herself did not know her pheromones came with that particular limitation.
Chen Mo knew even less about it. That bit of trivia was a little too obscure. He had not been preparing for Gotham's civil service exam before transmigrating, so why would he have memorized even that?
So when that warm light carrying the scent of flowers burst before his eyes, Chen Mo himself thought he had been charmed. He was already hoping Batman would hurry over and stop the birth of the Spider Who Laughs.
But soon, Chen Mo noticed something was wrong.
The woman before him was still beautiful, with red hair and green eyes, so close he could almost make out the curve of her eyelashes.
But that seemed to be all.
He could even clearly see the person behind Pamela, holding that already unfortunate soul and staring at him, mouth open wider than his own, looking as though they had just witnessed their favorite couple get together.
...Right. He was still hanging there.
The Nanotech Suit and Venom were seriously awesome.
Chen Mo immediately supplied himself with a reasonable explanation.
He did not know which of them had pulled it off, but somehow, he had actually weathered that attack.
Probably Venom? He had smelled the fragrance, so the nanofilter clearly had not blocked all of it.
It could also have been Deadpool's and Wolverine's healing factors. Whatever, they all deserved credit. He