Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 141 Those who play tactics have dirty hearts
Inside the cylindrical chamber with an ice-blue transparent outer wall, everything about the woman was completely frozen.

Under the light, the pure, clear liquid within the chamber, free of impurities, revealed a woman in a long dress. Her eyes were closed, her expression calm, her hair flowing slightly as she stood quietly within this unique crystal coffin. Every strand of hair, every eyelash, every texture of her skin was clearly visible. If it weren't for the fact that she was still alive, the word "lifelike" would probably be the right word.

She didn't blink, didn't make a sound, didn't breathe, and had no heartbeat. All vital signs disappeared from her body. In this cold world, her life was paused by someone.

A hand gently stroked the freezer. A man in special armor looked at the Sleeping Beauty, her eyes, and her graceful long dress. Suddenly, the days and nights many years ago appeared in front of his eyes. She often pulled him to dance, her beautiful golden hair and red dress swaying freely, so vivid and full of life.

Come to think of it, the first time they met was on the ice. She was one of the rising sports stars at the university, and he was an introverted nerd (again, this is also the perspective of Eagle Sauce).

"Classmate, you've never learned to skate before, right?"

"Yes, it is."

"Great, uh, I mean, I can teach you."

That day was his first time learning to skate and also the first time he met the girl he liked. He probably fell a few times - he couldn't remember exactly, and it didn't matter, because from beginning to end, she didn't care how many times he fell.

He had lived in a world controlled by his father, plagued by his mother's quarrels, scolded by his teachers, and beaten by his classmates since he was a child. It seemed that he had rarely been exposed to anything related to "warmth". Only Nora made him feel warm for the first time, and to this day, she is still the only light in his life.

It was also difficult for him to figure out how he developed the habit of freezing small animals into ice specimens when he was a child. Was it because of his father's obsessive and almost pathological desire for control, or was it because he was born a mentally twisted weirdo, or was it both?
He simply felt that death was the only terrifying end, and that freezing things could allow them to last forever. Freezing life in this way gave him a sense of stability and peace of mind.

In any case, he had been prepared to spend his life with Nora, but all of this was destroyed, destroyed by the sudden cancer and the inhumane Gothic Company.

Perhaps, it was ruined by his own incompetence.

In the dead of night, Victor would occasionally think of the three companies that had rejected him: Wayne Technologies, Star Labs, and Lex Corporation. If any of those three companies had hired him, would things have come to this? Would he still be like this?
He stroked his wife's face through the freezer. His own face was reflected on the smooth surface of the freezer, overlapping with his wife's face.

The man stared at the face reflected in the warehouse. His smooth, bald face had no hair, no eyebrows, and no beard. He only had a pair of round red goggles. The strangest thing was the strange armor he was wearing, which tightly wrapped around his entire body. The large transparent cover on his head served as a helmet, allowing him to maintain normal vision.

Looking through the helmet, one can see the terrifying cold inside the armor. In fact, the temperature inside the entire suit of armor is maintained at a stable zero degrees Celsius. The only possible outcome for an ordinary person wearing this armor is to freeze to death in this low-temperature iron coffin.

But the low-temperature armor that is fatal to ordinary people has now become his life-sustaining device. If he is at normal room temperature, Mr. Freeze will die quickly.

This is also the masterpiece of that accident
As he sank deeper into his thoughts, he suddenly heard a voice in his ears.

"Victor Fries." He heard his name being called, something that hadn't happened in a long time, because he had been reading the newspapers and watching the news on TV, and he knew what everyone thought of him now.

The super criminal Mr. Freeze, this is the impression everyone in Gotham City has of him now, but no one remembers his real name.

"Mr. Victor, I know you might be feeling down and out right now, but I've been standing here for a long time. Even if you don't want to give me some respect, can you at least give me a chair?"

"Who?"

Victor turned around in shock to see an ordinary, unremarkable man standing silently behind him. Who was this man? Had he seen him before? How had he gotten in?
He found that he could not get the answers to these questions by thinking, so he picked up the huge freezing gun hanging on his body and pointed it directly at the man in front of him.

Ma Zhaodi reacted quickly. Seeing Mr. Freeze reaching for his gun first, he immediately raised his hands with his quick reaction and extraordinary speed and shouted out that sentence.

"Maybe I can save Nora!"

With just one sentence, Mr. Freeze temporarily gave up the idea of pulling the trigger.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Why did you come to me? What makes you dare to claim that you can save my wife?"

"My name is Ma Zhaodi. I came in through the main door. I want to discuss a deal with you. I can't guarantee your wife's future, but there's hope."

"This warehouse is clearly equipped with my alarms and surveillance systems. You couldn't have gotten in through the main door."

"I hacked these devices."

He was a hacker—Victor immediately made a mental judgment.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Isn't it a lack of sincerity for me to come here alone?" Ma Zhaodi asked. "You just robbed a bank this morning. If I had any ill will towards you, or wanted to threaten you, couldn't I just call the police?"

Victor suddenly understood: "I left traces when I robbed the bank. Next time, I won't make the same mistake again."

"If your wife gets better, you won't have to fight for it next time—in fact, I suggest you just return the money this time."

"You haven't proven that you can save her—and I've consulted all the leading doctors and celebrities in the global medical community, and they all said they couldn't do anything—and you weren't even one of them."

"Before Victor Freese became famous, which of Wayne Technologies, Star Labs, and LexCorp would have imagined that he would become a genius cryonics scientist who developed epoch-making research results?"

Victor's expression softened when he heard Ma Zhaodi's words.

There was no way, he really lacked love in his life, and Ma Zhaodi's words really gave him a great deal of affirmation.

He finally put down the gun, which made the two men feel relieved.

One is Ma Zhaodi in front of him, and the other is Batman on the beam ready to attack at any time.

(End of this chapter)