What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 969 How did Chen Tao die in his previous life?

I am Chen Tao.

You see, despite being a self-proclaimed Best Actor in China, I'm still not a big name in Hollywood. In particular, I don't want to act in scripts that might vilify Chinese people, even if they cast me as a superhero.

I got a few roles, but that's about it.

I don't like the absence of entourages anymore.

I don't know why, but even though I have a good income and have achieved quite a lot of success by ordinary standards, I am not happy.

When I wake up in the middle of the night, I often hear Batman whispering in my ear, as if he is telling me something. But these dreams quickly turn into a hazy mist and disappear. When you wake up in the morning, these dreams will disappear from your mind like mist and lie dormant in your heart.

What did you want to be when you were a child?
Bouncing and skipping...

Want to be Batman?

He landed on the ground in a superhero-like pose, draped in a bed sheet as a cape, even though it made his knees ache.

Raising a fist at an imaginary enemy and shouting that Batman has defeated them is such a ridiculous and silly thing...

But no one can become Batman. I've already given up on that ridiculous fantasy, haven't I?
Those days of imagining myself as Batman... were ultimately just childish fantasies before I became an adult.

This is not something a normal adult should do.

That's how it is, right?

It was very late, and I was walking home alone. Coincidentally, on my usual route that day, I came across a riot sparked by a demonstration that was still going on late into the night.
It's the same old anti-immigrant rhetoric again...

But it was obviously impossible for me to risk having my car smashed to pieces by driving over there.

So I took a different route, a narrow alley that looked like it could only let one car through at a time.

Wow, Crime Alley?

Uh, just kidding, it's just an ordinary little street.

Then something even worse happened: some jerk left a nail on the road, which punctured my tire and caused it to blow out.

When I pulled over to the side of the road, intending to change the spare tire myself...

I heard a group of people tearing at each other in the alley next to this small road.

I took a look at the alley entrance.

A family of three, and a group of Black people on the street.

No, are you crazy? You shouldn't walk through alleys like this if you have kids. Would anyone be stupid enough to do something like that?

Well, maybe the riots on that main road made them change their route here. Strictly speaking, this isn't a very chaotic neighborhood, just somewhat chaotic.

But late at night, those with ill intentions will still linger a little longer. Where do you think the crime of loitering in American law comes from? It refers to these kinds of people.

Oh, and... the quintessential street Black man, it's not just my stereotype, it's a classic.

I really shouldn't have come to this neighborhood with such bad security. Come on, such a cliché scenario, a street robbery? I've seen it in novels countless times, but this is the first time I've encountered it in real life. I'd better get out of here.

To be honest, I'm a complete outsider. Maybe I should call the police right now; that's the only thing I can do.

I am Chen Tao, and you see, this is not my responsibility.

My responsibility is to call the police and then get out of this troublesome place as quickly as possible. I'm just here to work; what business is it of my business what these people are like?

So I did it.

After hanging up with the police, I immediately put down the wrench and prepared to return to the driver's seat. Luckily, I hadn't taken the spare tire out yet, otherwise it would have been a real hassle. A flat tire could still get me moving, but getting out of this area was the most important thing right now; I needed to make sure I was out of danger.

But at that moment, I heard a piercing scream.

I got out of the car and walked to the alley entrance again, taking another look.

Oh, the situation is very, very bad. It seems to be some kind of hate crime. The other party not only stole the money, but also started beating the man in the family of three. The woman is also in danger, and the child... the child is a little girl.

Fighting like that will kill people.

is it necessary?

This is starting to look a bit less like a normal robbery.

I should go now. I'll call the police later to urge them on; they should be here in about ten minutes.

I……

No, you don't want to do that.

You're just an actor. Do you really think your kung fu skills aren't acted out?

That's a joke, it's all an act. Even Jackie Chan has said his kung fu is an act. You're not a fighting expert at all, and someone as smart as you should have predicted that, in a neighborhood with a lot of crime, it's not uncommon for Black people to fight, but it's entirely possible that they might pull out a gun during a fight.

You've made so much money over the years, you're a wealthy person now. Have you ever seen a rich person walk into a dark alley and get shot dead by a robber?
Some were brothers, some were Mr. and Mrs. Wayne.

That's a comic book; you wouldn't want to replicate it in real life, that would be too stupid.

Good heavens, what are you reaching for in that hidden compartment in the trunk? Isn't the wrench you have enough of a weapon?

A Batman mask, utterly stupid.

What do you think you're pretending to be? Batman?

You're terrified, and you're also incredibly conflicted.

But you're still wondering what Batman would do if he saw this situation, even if he hadn't been trained.
You try to drive your car into an alley and run over the group of black people. Obviously, a car without acceleration has no power, and you can't turn into a car on the spot. Even if the car accelerates, you can't run over the family of three victims along with the black people on the street. Otherwise, you really can't explain your actions.

You really should have gotten a gun, you're starting to regret it, but you're an actor in the film crew, no, a permanent resident of this country. Busy filming, it's obvious you can't get a gun license. This damn law, it's extremely difficult for good people to legally own a gun, but bad people can easily get one.

Even though every gun sold in the gun shop has a serial number and can be traced once it's been fired, bad guys still end up buying their murder weapons on the black market.

This is terrible, so now it seems like you only have one choice? Is this really right? Or is it utterly stupid?
Oh, so you actually wore a Batman mask on your face.

It looks like stupidity.

You wish you could pull a gun out of the trunk right now, so that even with a Batman mask on, you could at least cosplay as the Cruel Knight, the Batman who kills criminals with a gun. That way, you'd be a little safer when you're doing something good.

But you don't have a gun.

If you were carrying a gun, you might be quite intimidating. Even in the chaotic society of the United States where guns are everywhere, pulling out a gun could still scare away most street thugs who aren't prepared for this level of confrontation. But you can't always find the right way to deal with danger.

You can't prepare for every single situation.

You shook your head at the first-aid kit in the trunk of your car. You had prepared many backup plans, but sometimes they were completely useless in the face of the problem. You could only rely on yourself and a bit of luck.

So you took a deep breath and, amidst the increasingly loud shouts of the other person, picked up the wrench and walked over.

You were blocked a few meters away from that group of people.

"Hey, what do you do?"

You were pushed by a black man who was blocking your way.

You're so nervous you can't even speak, but when the other person says this, you almost want to laugh.

Do you really have to say such low-class lines? If this were a TV series, should I unleash my superpowers the next second and break all your arms and legs?

My God, when I got closer I realized that these black people on the street actually had tattoos on their faces.

It's red and purple, like a clown.

“If I could, I don’t like fighting. If you could just stop beating up the man lying there and leave with your loot, I think it would be better for all of us.”

Oh my god, I'm such a coward. But life isn't about being a superhero, okay? If I could just talk my way out of this bunch of black guys, that would be great.

The group of black men looked me up and down at the Batman mask I wore when I was nervous, and then burst into laughter.

The black men were laughing so hard they were breathless, and for a moment they didn't even care about the family of three lying there.

I'm pretty sure they must have bumped into something, which makes me even more nervous.

Look, you still have a chance to turn around and run away amidst the jeers of these black people. They'll get more emotional value from you than from beating you up, and they have that family of three as toys now, so they obviously won't be interested in chasing after you to cause trouble.

And you've already called the police before. The police patrol at night, so their response time isn't actually that slow.

You've always admired people who get injured trying to save others, but obviously, you don't want to be that injured person in real life, especially if you get hurt and can't film, and you're a newcomer to Hollywood—they really won't include you next time. Those directors and producers are no pushovers; dealing with them is exhausting, to be honest.

You sighed again.

But even so...

Even if it might come at such a high price, even if your reason keeps telling you not to act impulsively, even if your body has already taken two steps back before your brain makes a decision, and then turned halfway around, even if your reason is telling you not to meddle when you see the eyes of that injured family of three out of the corner of your eye.

but……

You raise your head.

Looking up at the night sky at a 45-degree angle is like Batman looking up at the night sky from the Dripping Beast on Wayne Tower during countless midnights in Gotham City.

In that tranquil night, countless stars were hidden behind the thin night mist.

Gotham City's nights are often pitch black, and in this starless darkness, Batman's eyes are the brightest stars, always have been.

Even though I'm an adult, even though I've earned a lot of money, even though I've become a qualified member of society through the mundane work and life, even though I no longer believe in superheroes, superpowers, and those grand adventures, well… you really are…

"I still want to be Batman!!!"

You swing your fist and wrench.

Then comes the violent surge of adrenaline.

You've never felt like Batman before. You attack with your fists and arms. Your wrench has fallen out of your hand. You feel intense pain, but it's as if all the emptiness, pain, resentment, and anger in your heart are released with each swing of your fist.

Then you heard a gunshot.

boom!
You fall to the ground and hear the distant sound of police sirens and the shouts of a family of three.

you are dead.

This is the story of Chen Tao's first encounter with death.

At that time, Chen Tao did not know that he would meet death again in his life.

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Dr. Manhattan is searching for traces of Superman from the main universe.

After the main universe Batman and the main universe Superman were dragged into the Black Death Emperor's death realm and became Black Lantern corpses, they were not summoned by Batman Dragon. Or were they summoned but did not follow Batman Dragon?

Dr. Manhattan was somewhat unsure, but regardless, Superman from the main universe was the core of the DC multiverse. Where was he now?
The game was suddenly disrupted.

Chen Tao took a deep breath. He now only has three chances to restart the timeline. Of these three final chances, he either needs to gather enough power to reseal Perpetua back onto the Origin Wall, or, after the third chance, he will be the first to return to Eternal Silence, replacing Sean and Boris.

Oh, I think by then, there really won't be any more worries, right?

What to do? What to do? There's not much time left; you have to make a decision immediately.

In any case, it's time for the ultimate watcher to appear!
But at that moment, Chen Tao suddenly raised his hand, and in an instant, the World Forger standing behind him was bound to the spot.

A look of surprise appeared on his huge blue face.

"Alphaus!" Chen Tao lunged forward, calling out his name.

He was so nervous that even Chen Tao himself didn't realize that while he was accusing the World Forger of trying to escape, he was secretly thinking about...

"You want to run away!"

Indeed, compared to your brothers, the anti-surveillancers and the surveillancers, you still have a way out.

Chen Tao said, "After leaving this multiverse, you won't lose everything, you..."

“Calm down, Batman Dragon, look at me,” the World Maker said, his voice deep and calm. “If you pay a little attention to the direction I’m channeling my energy, you’ll know that I’m not trying to escape the multiverse, but rather to reclaim some other powers that I’ve hidden within it.”

He said, "I have no intention of running away. None of us will run away."

(End of this chapter)