After driving Arkham Asylum, Bruce did not choose to get in the car, but put on the long-lost Bat suit and returned to the dark night of Gotham again.
Walking along Arkham Asylum, you can reach the edge of the East End. Follow the edge all the way south to reach the territory of the Capuchin Gang. This can be said to be the sub-center of the East End, besides Living Hell and Green Street.
Outside, emerging active areas.
The water on the main road has basically been drained away, but there are still puddles in many places in the alleys near the main street. When you step on it with your boots, it can cause high splashes of water.
Gotham's roads are actually not large enough to carry so many overweight trucks, so many places have been damaged beyond recognition. Some truck drivers find alleys to take shortcuts. The road quality here is worse and there is more water.
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The curly-tailed children were all sent back to their territory, and no one bothered them. Jason was sent to the hospital, but he may have been discharged now. Standing on the wall of the alley, Batman looked at him.
Looking aimlessly, he wanted to see an acquaintance, but Jason did not appear in his eyes.
He knew that he couldn't just enter the Capuchin Gang's territory, rush into their base, and then go find Jason, because he was not a child now, he did not belong here, and breaking the rules here would only endanger the children.
They bring more serious disasters.
Going further east from Curly Tail is Green Street, which is where the East Side gang made its fortune, and it was also the wealthy area where the most prominent gang families once lived.
But that was a long time ago. Now all the houses here look extremely old and sparsely populated. At the door of several nightclubs at the end of the street, the doormen are bored. They haven't seen any guests worth complimenting for a long time.
Batman walked from the terrace above their heads and followed the bright neon lights all the way to the area around the Living Hell. The place was very lively at this time. From far away, you could see the landmark building of the Living Hell, that is
The entire residential building integrated into one.
The entire living hell area is a whole building. They are connected to each other and criss-crossed, just like an independent world.
Standing at the foot of the steel giant, Batman could see figures coming and going through various narrow corridors.
He was sure that he saw smiles on the faces of the residents here, but this made him feel particularly ridiculous. The living conditions here were not good at all. The average living area per person was less than ten square meters, and the passages through were relatively narrow due to structural constraints.
Some places can even be reached by bending down.
But people here seem to feel very happy and even proud. Why is this?
Batman thought that maybe it was because they lived better than anyone else here and would be happier.
Batman feels that this is unfair, because the people here have never seen a broader world since they were born. They don't know what a truly happy life should be like, the happiness that comes from being more than you are, being less than you are, being more than you are.
Feelings are false and they have too many unmet needs.
But Batman knows that the first phase of the project to transform the Living Hell emptied out almost all of the Wayne Group's liquidity at the time. It can be said that this wonder building is filled with his blood...
It stands to reason that he has saved so many people, improved their lives, and made them feel happy. He should feel very proud and feel that his compassion has been satisfied.
After all, he has paid so much, and there is no need for him to do this. These people died here and died here, and it has nothing to do with him. And now, he saved them, and they will not express gratitude or even remember.
Maybe I would scold him a few times when I read the newspaper.
Batman's reason told him that it was pointless for him to do all this, but an emotion sprouted from his heart. At this moment, he suddenly understood what Clark said to him.
"Because I am stronger, smarter and can fly than them, they regard me as a god. But I don't like this very much because gods are not just strong, smart and can fly."
"If a person can save everyone and let everyone get the happiness they want, then he can be called a god.
I can't do that, so I don't want anyone to call me God."
"In other words, I am afraid of this title. If they have such expectations of me and I can't do it, they will be disappointed and I will feel ashamed."
Batman didn't know if Clark realized that he could actually save all mankind when he said this sentence, but now, when he read this sentence, he knew that he had this ability.
Then why didn't he do it immediately?
What emotion is rising in his heart now?
What was the thought that prevented him from giving Schiller a direct, affirmative answer?
Maybe it's human nature, Batman thought, maybe it's the most instinctive self-protection as a person. This emotion is telling him that he doesn't want to lose the luxurious Wayne Manor. The Batcave with various high-tech equipment can provide him with a steady stream of resources.
The Wayne Group continues to make money...
Is it worth using these to exchange for the small happiness of everyone who has nothing to do with him?
When thinking about these issues, Batman felt like he was being nailed to a cross. As the wedges were driven into his body one after another, the hypocrisy, selfishness, and greedy humanity flowed out along with the blood.
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While walking through the East End, Batman felt like he was on a pilgrimage. Some of the negative emotions in his heart were rubbed away by the wind and sand, and more light shone out from the gaps in the wall of his heart.
Continuing to walk south from the Living Hell, we were almost close to Gotham Cathedral. In a slum residential area very close to here, Batman stopped outside. He remembered that he had been here before.
He followed the traces of his parents' murderer and came to an attic, where he saw the old Louis holding an empty salt shaker in his hand, with nothing left in it.
Batman boarded the building again and jumped from the roof to the balcony of the attic. When he looked in through the window, there was no one inside, only a mess of debris.
This is not surprising, because Louis's physical condition was already on the verge of collapse at that time, and it was impossible for him to survive three years in this place. After his death, it seemed that this place was not rented out anymore, but became a storage room.
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There were noisy sounds downstairs, as if a drunkard had broken a flower pot, and the owner of the house was scolding him. There were children screaming from the ground floor, as if someone was scolding him for stealing.
Batman left the building and walked along the alley toward Gotham Cathedral, but he met someone he didn't expect on the street next to him, Constantine.
Constantine seemed much more awake today. He had a cigar in his mouth and was looking for something. When he saw Batman, he was stunned for a moment, looked him up and down and said, "Are you okay? Originally, I wanted to go to the manor to see you.
It's a pity that your butler won't let me in."
"What are you looking for?" Batman asked.
"I moved recently, but the truck driver who helped me move was a bad driver. He bumped too much. The materials I used to make the magic circle disappeared. I looked around..." Constantine put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker.
Inside, turn left and right, and look carefully close to the ground.
"Material? What is that?" Batman asked again.
"Well, I can't say it well, you better not know." Constantine stomped his feet as if he wanted to change the subject. He said, "What are you doing here? I remember that you seemed to be injured before.
, why don’t you go to the hospital to recuperate?”
Batman was silent for a while, then looked at Constantine and asked, "Do you think I can save Gotham?"
Constantine was stunned for a moment. He rolled his eyes first, looked at the sky, and then said: "...It should be possible."
"I want to hear the truth." Batman seemed particularly concise and straightforward.
Constantine sighed, stepped forward, put his arm around Batman's shoulders and said, "Bruce, you don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. Really, this city doesn't need to be saved, and it can't be saved."
"Why?" Batman asked.
"It's just... you see, the people here actually live a good life. I think you may have too little experience.
There are many places with much more hardship, and the slums in London may be even worse than here, so don’t worry too much.”
Batman turned to stare at Constantine. He knew that he was not telling the truth. Constantine was oppressed by his eyes. After a while, he let go of his hand, rubbed his hands, stamped his feet and said:
"Well, kid, you're always so sharp. If you really want to know, I can only say that you can't save this city, but that's not because you're not strong enough, it's because of some more mysterious reasons."
"I know you don't believe in fate, but fate is real. Maybe someone can decide the fate of this city, and he doesn't like this place, so he treats it as a trash can."
"Look, the world is so big. You have to paint the trash can into a house. There has to be a trash can in every house, right?"
Constantine's words were a little confusing, and he also mixed in some occult terms, but Batman understood him. He said: "It's not just man-made reasons why Gotham is what it is now, right?"
Constantine sighed deeply again and said: "There are some things that I can't say clearly. There are many people staring at me. I can tell you this just because you are my friend. I can only tell you."
,Batman, stop doing useless work.”….
Batman walked past Constantine. Constantine wanted to chase him, but he couldn't catch up. He could only watch his figure disappear at the end of the alley.
Batman's steps are getting faster and faster, as if he is chasing something. His steps are getting heavier and heavier, but they are also becoming more and more determined.
The sound of boots on the steps was dull, like deafening thunder. Batman stepped onto the steps of Gotham Cathedral and came to the wide chapel. But waiting under the icon was not a priest, but a priest.
le.
Batman slowed down and walked slowly to the opposite side of Schiller. He saw the halo above Schiller's head, but was not surprised. Schiller turned over the Bible on the pulpit and prayed quietly.
Then he asked: "Batman, have you made your choice?"
"I will save this place." Batman took a deep breath and said, "No matter what the price is, no matter how much sacrifice is required, no matter whether people can remember me or not, I don't care, because I am the night."
"Of course I will save this place. No matter who arranged Gotham's established fate, arranged my destiny, and allowed tragedies that could have never happened to happen again and again, I will let him know how powerful it is, because,
I am revenge."
"I will eventually save this place, use all the resources I can get, use my wisdom and talents, use everything I have learned from everyone, to win this war, I will definitely win this war, because, I am a bat
Xia."
When his voice fell, the moonlight that originally shone through the church's top window and clothed the suffering Jesus also fell on him.
And Schiller was still praying in a low voice:
"Loving Heavenly Father, I will repent for my arrogance. Because I have not listened to the gospel, I have not seen the miracle of your coming into the world, I have no faith and no piety..."
"Now, you have chosen me and sent your beloved Son to the human world to suffer suffering. He was nailed to a cross, his skin was corroded, his face was peeled off, his blood was shed, and his soul and bones were gone..."
Batman lowered his head because he saw that the wounds on his body were emitting a faint light.
Schiller's low prayers echoed in the cathedral. As his speaking speed became faster and faster, the light became more and more powerful, until it turned into circles of halos, lighting up behind Batman, and again
Take it back into his body.
“Whoever believes in you on earth will follow you in heaven, as we have heard from the Lord, who died and rose again, and all the sufferings he suffered were atonement for our sins.”
"When he lost everything, he enabled us to recognize that he is...the eternal Lord Jesus."
After the prayer, Schiller looked at Batman and smiled and said:
"From God to man, and from man to God...Jesus remains forever."
Batman felt that he had not gained extra power, but something was different. Finally, he heard
, Schiller's low chant echoed in the church, carrying a murderous intent that he had never heard before:
"Laughing Bat, come quickly...Jesus will bless you, Amen."
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