Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 286 What a coincidence!
PS: The second update will be a little later.

[Note: Due to the use of smuggling to enter another universe, and the fact that this universe has experienced multiple spacetime distortion events, for your safety, this smuggling will be completed in the form of a projected avatar.]

[Note: Due to the use of smuggling, any extraordinary abilities and items you already possess will require you to spend asset points to replicate them for your avatar. You can choose not to purchase them. Skill-type abilities are not subject to this restriction and can be replicated without spending asset points.]

[Note: Due to the use of infiltration, the system will skip the forced analysis and breakthrough steps for this world. Therefore, the system's special skills will be unavailable in the new world for an extended period. However, the significant resources saved through this method will be converted into a compensation mechanism, increasing your asset point acquisition multiplier in that world by tenfold.]

[Note that after completing a sufficient number of missions and surviving long enough in the smuggling world, you will be truly recognized as part of that world's timeline. At this point, you can travel between worlds as your original body and combine your avatar with the skills and inventory of this world.]

Ma Zhaodi looked at the four points of attention over and over again, and finally managed to make out the words "money required" between the lines. He couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, this whole scheme of illegally crossing the border to work and obtain citizenship does look a bit familiar."

[This is a standard procedure for illegal immigration. If you see any similarities, please do not question it.]

“Okay, okay.” Ma Zhaodi then asked, “Can I still buy things from the mall after I get there?”

[Yes, but extraordinary items and abilities cannot be brought back until they are recognized by that world.]

"What about the asset points? Surely we can bring them back?"

【Can】

"That's not bad." Ma Zhaodi opened his panel and thought for a moment: "Okay, most of my abilities are still skills, so I can carry them through; I also have more than 110,000 left, which should be enough—I'll treat this as a bonus level and use it to farm some of the system's gold coins."

After making up his mind, he went to a secluded corner to avoid being seen by anyone during the entire process of the magic trick.

"Hakitong, let's go."

Didn't you say you'd never do abstract art again?

"I'm an old liar."

He lost consciousness as a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him.

Hey buddy? Are you all right?

Ma Zhaodi, who had been lying in bed, subconsciously opened his eyes: "Who called me?"

"fxxk! (Damn!)"

The young man in the leather jacket was startled by Ma Zhaodi's sudden outburst. He instinctively cursed, "Damn it, are you sick? What are you doing lying in the middle of the road?"

Ma Zhaodi did not answer immediately. He stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and looked around at his surroundings.

Under the bright sunshine and amidst the bustling traffic, the city was vibrant during the day, and in the distance, a huge circular building could be vaguely seen—despite its drastically different shape and color, Ma Zhaodi could still recognize it as the particle accelerator in the central city.

Okay, so the Drakes went to Central City, so they ended up in Central City of another world.

Is this reasonable?

This makes sense.

"I'm sorry, I have low blood sugar."

Ma Zhaodi gave the young man an apologetic smile: "I get dizzy easily when I walk, and I accidentally fell on the road just now."

He reached into his pocket to take out a piece of candy to prove his point, but he couldn't find anything.

"Right, the Corner of Abundance is considered a supernatural item," he thought to himself. "I also need to prepare some other treatment methods, even methods to keep people alive, otherwise it will be difficult to save people if a situation arises."

"Alright, alright, just don't lie down on the road anymore."

The young man glanced at Ma Zhaodi, sensing something was off about him, then turned and hurried away. Ma Zhaodi smiled knowingly.

The section of road he was on looked rather remote. Although the city center was safe enough, it wasn't to the point where people didn't lock their doors at night or pick up lost items on the road. In fact, Ma Zhaodi had seen a hint of disappointment in the young man's eyes.

There are no surveillance cameras in this section of the road. If he hadn't woken up, he could have simply taken his wallet and left without any consequences. But since he was awake, he became just a simple reminder.

"Central City is ultimately not a utopia."

He thought to himself, then walked to a coffee shop, connected to the Wi-Fi on his phone, and synchronized the time in this world.

"I need to buy another one. Wait, where did my ID go?"

[Sorry, this world has not been analyzed, and local identities cannot be purchased. You can choose to purchase counterfeit identity documents, certificates, phone numbers, and accounts, and further refine your identity information by hacking into government and Midtown Police Department databases.]

Which of these suggestions sounds the most legitimate?

[This is the standard procedure for illegal immigration; please do not question it if you have any doubts.]

"six."

Ma Zhaodi casually bought a forged identity document. At this time, he was still penniless and needed to go to a gold shop to exchange money, so he simply took out his bicycle.

He really wanted to go back to being the freak wheelchair hero, but he couldn't; the wheelchair was too conspicuous and only suitable for use in Gotham.

Without the intermediate physical fitness boost, Ma Zhaodi's cycling speed slowed down considerably, dropping to as low as 80 km/h at one point. It took him a full ten minutes to reach the gold shop.

The forged identity documents were produced by the system and were completely indistinguishable from the real thing. The shop owner didn't notice anything amiss, and the entire transaction went smoothly. Ma Zhaodi packed them into a small bag and then left the gold shop.

He took out his phone, humming a tune, and found a map of the city center—it showed that the nearest bank was just one block away.

"What a coincidence!"

Ma Zhaodi got back on his bicycle and rode towards the bank. Having just exchanged money, he knew he would have to deposit most of it.

However, reality is often not as we wish.

bang! bang!

"Everyone stay still! Hands up! No calling the police! Hurry! Act quickly!"

"Someone come help me load the money! You! Hurry up! Or I'll shoot!"

With a blank expression, Ma Zhaodi looked around in confusion. Beside him, a bandit was holding a civilian at gunpoint, while in front of the counter, another bandit was threatening a bank employee with a gun.

There were only two people, yet they dared to rob a bank. This is an absolutely bizarre sight that would never happen in Gotham, because if they were there, these two would have been blasted into pieces by the bank manager with a shotgun.

Facing the guns of the bandits, Ma Zhaodi finally pointed to his own face: "Huh? Me?"

"Idiot! Hurry up or I'll kill you!"

Isn't that a coincidence?
So he walked to the counter with a dark expression and mechanically started putting banknotes into the bag with the bank clerk.

It's numb, it's really numb.

Isn't this the city center? Does that mean robbery isn't a low-probability event here?

(End of this chapter)