What bad intentions could Batman have?

Chen Tao is watching TV.

A debate, a replay of last night's show, they often use these replays to fill the gap in the early morning when no one is watching.

The moon is high in the sky, the night is bright and the stars are sparse, it is the time when Batman often appears. Chen Tao got up very early, it was still a long time before dawn, and the night still enveloped Gotham.

Last night, the long-silent crime ban will be lifted, and the Gotham underworld, which has been suppressed for almost three months, will set off a new round of carnival tonight.

But Chen Tao knows that they must have a surprise.

A Batman who is different from before.

The sound on the TV is still ringing.

"As a member of the Earth, we have been looking for a savior. 90% of people believe in the power of God, and every religion believes in the savior. When such a savior really comes to Earth, do we have to force him to abide by our rules? We must understand that this is a paradigm shift..." "The existence of Superman makes the police and all human social organizations lose their meaning of existence. Let a powerful individual reshape society and the country by his own will. Humanity has a lot of unbearable history in this regard..." "Blindly following people with powerful abilities, and ultimately leading to serious disasters... Hitler? Napoleon? We always shape heroes in our own way and project ourselves onto him..." "Seriously, what's the big deal about Superman solving everything? I don't know if you have lived in Gotham. In my opinion, Superman is a sunny version of Batman - have you heard of Batman?" "But it is obvious that Batman can't blow up the entire crime in Gotham in one night." "But now he can." Chen Tao whispered to himself. He chuckled and continued to watch. People on TV were arguing endlessly. "Maybe Batman is a vampire, a night spirit, but he is still a human being, right? I read Gotham's newspapers in recent years, and Batman has shown more than once that he can get hurt."

"But Superman? Haha, I mean--"

"He is a god walking on earth!"

"But people should not be saved by gods. Damn it, you can't always expect a superman to come down from the sky to save you when you are in danger! Do you know the suicide slums?"

"Oh, sorry, maybe I should say the official name there: Hobe Bay. Recently, a crazy woman has become famous there. She deliberately rushed to the place where the gangs fought. She also founded a [Superman Angel Society], which in my opinion is no different from the previous cult [Superman Almighty Church]! Don't you know what the fanatical Superman fans of [Superman Almighty Church] did?

"They attacked everyone who publicly criticized Superman, just like the Hitler Youth League!"

"But Superman personally arrested every member of that cult. Fans' behavior should not rise to idols! "Yes, that's right. Superman arrested those crazy fans. It's just because Superman wants to control them. But if one day, he doesn't want to control his fanatical fans anymore, what will happen?" "Oh, by the way, you should know that those arrested members hate Superman now. They hate Superman as much as they believed in him before." "Have you seen the news? Do you remember how hysterical the blonde woman named Kelly screamed when she was arrested?" "She had organized anti-government demonstrations before, asking why Superman didn't come to rule us. She should be the first batch of the most fanatical Superman fans, almost developed into a cult, but in the end it was this result - this is the end of relying entirely on Superman! ”

“I bet that the old woman Sefna, who is famous in the suicide slum, and her Superman Angel will end up like this—”

The negative debater did not give the affirmative side a chance to speak:

“I want to quote a very famous entrepreneur, Mr. Lex Luthor, here:”

“Superman looks very friendly now, but this kind of kindness is just ‘the little boy saw the ant and thought it was cute, so he took good care of it’, and even if Superman can be friendly for a lifetime, he will die one day. ”

“If the police and firefighter systems are both ruined, then when Superman dies, who will save us?”

“Enough, you said so much, do you mean to let Superman stop? You can preach to me here at any time, but I want to ask you, do you have the courage to say in front of the parents who are immersed in grief, ‘Superman could have saved your child, but in principle, we don’t want him to go. ’? ”

The debate was directly destroyed by the irrational moral dilemma of dimensionality reduction.

Chen Tao shook his head.

There was nothing to watch next.

But before he was about to get up and turn off the TV, he still heard the struggle of the opposing debater:

"Superman can't save everyone, and he can't save them forever. One day, this big blue boy scout will find that everything he has done is in vain. After he leaves, evil will still exist and there will be no change. In fact, because of his responsibilities, the power of justice will fade, causing greater damage and imbalance! "

"In the face of the chaos of reality, everything Superman does is in vain, and it will all be in vain!"

"In vain!"

The final conclusion of the debater echoed in his mind.

Chen Tao suddenly lost interest in turning off the TV. He didn't want to do anything now, just sitting on the sofa in a daze.

But soon his phone rang, and a monitoring program sent a reminder.

Chen Tao walked to the window and saw Clark in Batman's uniform flying from a distance.

"No more hook gun?" Chen Tao asked him.

Clark turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

Although he learned how to use the hook gun, it was too slow after all, so he didn't use it in the end.

Superman fooled around with this topic, and then said: "Tonight I prevented more than 6,000 illegal incidents, including but not limited to smuggling, drug trafficking, forced prostitution, human trafficking, and violent debt collection. I solved them all in one night."

He took out a crowbar from his back that was obviously bent by a strong blow, and then forcibly straightened.

"You're right, there are too many criminals, and it's impossible to send them all to prison. So I finally listened to you and used the bat-like method." Clark said sullenly: "But breaking all four limbs is too cruel, so I only broke their legs." Chen Tao knew that the orthopedic doctor might be busy with leg breaking tomorrow, and the stretchers and crutches in the medical supply store under the Wayne Group would be sold out. Fortunately, he asked the medical supply store to prepare the goods in advance, and bought all the goods from the opponent one day in advance. "There are too many criminals." Clark repeated sullenly, and then said: "What they did was also cruel, far more cruel than Metropolis. I can hardly imagine that you have been fighting against these bad guys. Batman, you are an amazing person." But there are still so many criminals committing crimes. Chen Tao inexplicably remembered what the opposing debater said. "Everything you do is in vain!" He shook his head and forced the other party's voice out of his mind. Who cares? The original Batman's superhero rescue plan for so many years has failed. What does it have to do with me, a time traveler?

And I'm about to retire.

Without the restraint of the Court of Owls, the Gotham transformation plan should be able to proceed smoothly.

Clark saw the image on TV.

"Ah, it's that show."

Clark stared at the screen in a daze. Chen Tao knew that some recent fanatical admirers had touched the mind of this big boy from the Kansas farm.

"Mr. Wayne?"

"Hmm?"

"Sometimes... I always feel that Superman doesn't exist. I always feel that Superman is just a dream of a farmer in Kansas, and I don't know when he will wake up."

His voice was a little low.

Chen Tao patted his shoulder:

"But your dream still inspires countless people. That farmer's dream is the whole world to some people, and it is their only source of hope. After all-"

"You are Superman!"

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Clark Kent, our big boy from Kansas took off Batman's black clothes and put on the red and blue tights again.

The S on his chest shone brightly in the sunlight, reflecting on his face, which was as sharp as the ancient Greek demigod and had a melancholy temperament.

"A meteorite is falling towards the earth."

He floated up, raised his head, and his eyes were shining with white light.

"The landing point is Sydney and Seoul."

Chen Tao knew that he must have seen through the fog of countless worlds and reached the world that needed him most.

"Go save the earth again, Clark."

Chen Tao said: "Fly, Clark! Fly!"

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"For God's sake! It is a complete blasphemy for you to trade drugs and people here!"

The gangster gunman looked at the old woman who broke into the trading scene and felt numb all over.

In order to prevent being caught by this old woman and attracting Superman again, they have changed the trading time from the evening to the early morning when normal people should go to bed!

But damn, why can this old woman still find them? !

The gangster gunman scratched his head frantically:

"How the hell did you find this place?"

"Justice never rests, evildoers!"

The old woman rushed to him righteously: "I'm watching you 24 hours a day!"

The gunman of the International Gang felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

He raised his gun: "Enough, you bastard!"

He said in grief and anger: "You have sent more than a dozen people from our gang in!"

Sevna was not afraid at all.

She deliberately walked in front of the other party, surrounded by a dozen gangsters, and stood in front of the large bags of white powder and the living goods locked in cages.

Many of the kidnapped "goods" were children. They looked at the old lady in front of them in horror.

The gangster gunman raised his pistol and pointed it at her skinny and shaky body.

Sevna looked a little tired, but she still prayed in a loud voice: "In the name of God, the angels will punish you evil people!"

Superman heard her words.

Even though he was falling at several times the speed of sound.

He knew he had to save Sevna now, just like he had done countless times before.

But now... he couldn't run away.

Two meteorites fell from different directions at the same time. He had just taken the one in Seoul and was now fighting the one in Sydney.

This meteorite was particularly large, beyond his imagination. If it fell in a densely populated city, it might cause millions of casualties in an instant.

He had to do his best to change the trajectory of the meteorite, and he couldn't even spare a hand to call Batman and ask Batman to save Sevna.

This timing was very unfortunate.

Very, very unfortunate.

Clark could hear the sound of bullets being loaded.

Even at such a distance, his super hearing could hear the sound of the gun's firing pin hitting the gunpowder.

Click.

Sevna opened her hands and blocked the children and the products.

Clang.

Bang!

… … … … … “I’m sorry.” Clark said to Chen Tao.

They stood at the door of the hospital ward.

Superman with a body of steel stopped. Chen Tao accompanied him.

"Maybe she will hate me like Kelly who was taught by Superman before." Clark said to Chen Tao: "She may resent me for not being able to save her in time." "No." Chen Tao said. But this was obviously not convincing. Clark was a little nagging. He held the flowers for visiting patients and wandered in the corridor of the hospital: "Maybe the debater is right. Yes, I have watched that debate a long time ago." Clark said: "My efforts are in vain after all." "Maybe I just ruined the police and firefighters in the end, and nothing changed in the end." "Maybe the world doesn't need Super-" "What are you talking about!" Chen Tao interrupted him: "You are Superman." He said: "Let's go, you have to face this matter." They pushed open the door of Sevna's ward. The old woman was lying on the bed, her skinny body was full of tubes and she was wearing a ventilator. "I... I'm sorry. There was a meteorite falling at the time, and I had to..." Superman put the flowers on the table next to the old woman in a panic. "No, it's not your fault, angel." Then he heard the old woman's weak voice: "God heard my prayers, so he sent you to me-" "But angels don't come every time. I mistakenly took the power of angels as my own power, so I suffered such misfortune. It's not your fault, angel. You don't need to blame yourself for this." The saddest situation did not happen, and Clark breathed a sigh of relief. He paused and continued: "I'm really sorry. I swear to you, Sevna, I will arrest those who hurt you immediately." But his words only got a smile from the old woman. "No, no need." "What?" Clark was stunned. "Our angel, didn't you watch the news?"

Chen Tao turned on the TV and found the latest bulletin:

"The cruel, cold-blooded, ruthless and outrageous shooting of Ms. Sevna has completely ignited the public outrage of the people in the suicide slum. In the past few weeks, this lady who bravely said no to evil has won the respect of all citizens."

"Although she was powerless, her heroic behavior inspired every citizen who was troubled by the gang."

"The orphanage and Superman Angel Club she founded have helped hundreds of people in need..."

"The anger of hundreds of thousands of people instantly tore apart the International Gang. Before the police arrived at the scene, the gang members were overwhelmed by the angry citizens..."

Sevna's eyes were full of infinite tenderness, and she looked at Superman with admiration.

"Angel, this is your power. Gentle, kind, and inspiring. Even if you can't always be by my side, you still saved me, because-"

"You are Superman!"