Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 375 A Special Welcome Ceremony in Gotham (Highest Standard)
After being taken to the hospital, Ma Zhaodi enjoyed almost a week of peace.

The driver slightly altered his test results, and the doctors and nurses concluded that he needed a period of rest. As a result, the reporters' interviews with him were greatly restricted. After asking him almost everything they could in the first three days, no one bothered him anymore.

Although it's a bit of a shame that I can't go out and set up a stall to earn asset points during this period, it's still a rare moment of peace and quiet, so it's not a bad thing after all.

During this time, Barry, Snatt, Denton, and other people from the lab came to see him, even Joe and Singer.

However, when they arrived, their leave at home had already ended, and they had returned to work at the police station. The police leadership said that their short leave had ended normally, but everyone knows whether there was any influence from public opinion on this matter.

On the first day, there were only online videos; on the second day, there were media reports; and the impact of the news officially exploded on the third day, creating a huge uproar. The Black community and the LGBTQ community immediately joined in the verbal attack on the military general, formally established a boycott organization, and began to hold marches in the streets. The noise was so loud that it even reached Ma Zhaodi's ears from outside the hospital window.

Thanks to Ma Zhaodi's instructions, the residents of Central City didn't cause much trouble this time. Just as he said, the Asians had almost no presence in this matter. Even Ma Zhaodi himself only received brief attention in the first few days, and then no one mentioned him anymore. At first, everyone felt indignant for the dismissal of Singh and Joe, but later more and more people stood up to criticize Erlin.

The logic is simple: if a person acts arbitrarily, abuses his privileges, and uses his power to oppress others, but never gets punished, then he will naturally develop a habit. Erlin is just like that. There are many, if not many, people he has harmed. Susie, Ma Zhaodi, Joe, and Singh are just a few ordinary people among them, while the number of victims who have some power or assets is countless.

Now, these people have joined forces with two other protest groups.

"Old Ma, Erlin seems to be having a rough time lately."

Susie sat on the edge of the bed with a big smile, unfolding the newspaper in front of Ma Zhaodi: "Even photos of him letting soldiers get drunk in the base's interrogation room have been leaked. It turns out there are people in the base who don't like that old bastard."

“That’s easy to understand; that’s how normal people are.” Ma Zhaodi shrugged. “When they lose, they hold grudges; when they win, they retaliate.”

Do you think I have a chance to use this opportunity to accuse the military of human experimentation?

"Impossible, don't even think about it, just stay put." Ma Zhaodi said in a second, "Some regiments can fight, some regiments have to run. If you pay a little attention, you'll find that this war is no longer our war. You can't even use magic, how are you going to charge with them? Aren't you afraid of being singled out and attacked?"

"Uh, I don't quite understand what you're saying, but I think it makes sense."

Susie scratched her head: "Then I think I'll pass."

“Just find a place to practice your control, Susie. Take my advice,” Ma Zhaodi said. “Even if you can control your abilities, don’t get involved in the Star Labs. The government’s exploration of superpowered individuals will not stop. Once you show your face and use your abilities, you will be noticed immediately.”

At this point, Ma Zhaodi suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Do you have parents?"

"They had me when they were in their forties, and I only joined the army after they passed away."

Ma Zhaodi sighed: "Please accept my condolences."

"It's okay, I'm not so sad anymore."

Do you have any other family members?

"No."

"friend?"

"There are a few, but we haven't been in touch for a long time."

"Perfect."

"Huh?" "You mean you have almost no ties in this universe, except for the US military which is always watching you and has issued warrants for your arrest all over the world. And you dare not use your property, credit cards, social security status, etc., because if you do, you will be found out."

"All you have left are your superpowers, what you lack is a stable place to settle down?"

"Uh, that's about it."

"Very good! Very energetic!"

Ma Zhaodi clapped his hands: "Go on, when you get there find Batman, just tell him my name, he'll help you."

"What?"

Completely bewildered, Susie was gently touched between the eyebrows by Ma Zhaodi. A dizzying sensation and a blur of life flashed before her eyes. Feeling lightheaded and unsteady, she swayed and half-knelt on the floor, struggling to support herself. It took her a full half minute to stand up again.

"This is where?"

Silvery moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone into the room through the window. By the moonlight, Susie could barely observe everything before her—the hospital bed, along with Ma Zhaodi, had vanished; the midday sun had turned into moonlight; the smell of disinfectant from the hospital had disappeared from the air; and she was now in a rather tidy and clean little room. The furnishings were neat and orderly, and it seemed that someone had been cleaning and tidying it up all along, but there was no one in the room, and it seemed that there were no guests.

"What did Ma Zhaodi do?!"

Susie couldn't understand anything she was seeing. She had no idea why she had suddenly run from a hospital ward in the city center to this small house, or why day had turned into night. All she knew was that Ma Zhaodi tapped his forehead at the end.

"wtf?"

She looked out the window at the night sky, gazing at the city bathed in moonlight.

A clear sky, a retro-style clock tower, rows of high-rise buildings, bizarre and unique Gothic architecture, and in the distance, a cluster of slum buildings under reconstruction, and workers busy running around the streets at night.

Strange, why are all these workers wearing prison uniforms?

The thought had barely crossed her mind when a shadow in the moon's disk caught her attention.

"Is that... a bat?"

She couldn't help but rub her eyes, because she felt that the bat-like shadow she had just seen looked somewhat like a person, with long limbs and a head.

But when he opened his eyes again, the shadow had vanished without a trace.

"Hallucination?"

"It's not an illusion."

A deep, hoarse voice suddenly rang out in the room, and a black shadow swiftly leaped in through the window. A powerful hand gripped Susie's throat, instantly rendering her immobile.

"Who are you? Why are you in this room?"

(End of this chapter)