Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 429 Parallel World, Kid

“I accepted the four people you sent, and you have a lot to explain to me.”

Ma Zhaodi turned his head to look to the side, where black bats appeared and disappeared in the alley, their style as unpredictable as ever.

He didn't stop, continuing to walk home while talking to himself.

"You've got time to go out on duty again?"

"A lack of practical experience can lead to a loss of skills."

"Is there any real combat need in Gotham City right now?"

“It wasn’t necessarily true, but the two people you sent over weren’t very honest, and you also sent over a lady, whom I just settled in.”

Ma Zhaodi's lips twitched. He could already picture Clyde and Gibran getting their bones broken, being sent to Wayne Hospital to recover, and ultimately having no choice but to obediently enter Wayne's black factory—no, Wayne's prison—to work.

"They're already in such a terrible state, and you're still sending Susie to watch over them?"

“I don’t trust the three of them yet, so putting them together would be good for surveillance.”

Okay, that's so Batman.

"What about Nora Allen? How's the lady I sent over feeling?" Ma Zhaodi asked. "What have you done with her?"

"She looked very sad, in fact, she was very sad, and she was crying and wanted to go to her husband and son."

At this point, Bruce paused, feeling a pang of sadness for Nora Allen's plight, as she reminded him of his own mother.

“I asked her what her son and husband’s names were, and she said Barry Allen and Henry Allen. I’ve checked, and both of them are currently in Central City.”

"I'm speechless." Ma Zhaodi stared in disbelief. "You didn't call them, did you?"

Batman keenly noticed that something was off about Ma Zhaodi's expression, and he shook his head: "I'm not that stupid—there's something wrong with her son and husband."

"As long as they didn't fight, that's fine. As long as they didn't fight, that's fine."

Ma Zhaodi thought to himself, at least the two Barries won't have to share the same mother anymore.

"The people you sent all claim to be citizens of Central City, but interestingly, I only found information on two of them in the Central City Police Department's supervillain files," Batman continued. "But there are some discrepancies—Clyde Madon, a weather scientist, once created a mechanical wand that could control the weather, while Mark Madon, a member of the Rogues and the Weather Wizard, was his brother and also his killer."

This world must be a super old-fashioned comic book setting. Ma Zhaodi couldn't help but complain inwardly, "It has all sorts of weird and wonderful black technologies, and the brotherhood between the Ma Dong brothers has turned into a fake brotherhood."

"Another Betty San Susie, nicknamed 'Bomb Girl,' is a Canadian terrorist who is not a member of the military at all. She seems to be trying to separate Quebec from Canada and is a recently emerged supervillain who is also active in Central City."

"As for that strange man who calls himself 'Black Vision,' he says his name is Farouk Gibran, and like Clyde, he fantasizes about having superpowers. But I couldn't find him in the citizen files."

At this point, Batman looked at Ma Zhaodi with a slightly meaningful expression.

"But somewhere I found the nickname 'Blackvision' and the superpowered person associated with it."

"where?"

"In Marvel comics."

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"Even the abilities are somewhat similar to what he imagined."

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Ma Zhaodi sighed.

The screenwriters are really careless; they used Marvel characters to make a DC TV series.

Isn't he afraid of getting a lawyer's letter?

“What’s wrong with your head?” Ma Zhaodi rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache. “Clyde and Susie have both shown up in Central City and are close to supervillains, but you even read the comics of Gibran?” “Jason helped me out. He really likes comics.”

"I'm telling you, stay away from him!"

Seeing Ma Zhaodi's strong reaction, Bruce couldn't help but frown.

"You seem to really dislike Jason having any contact with me?"

“Jason is just an ordinary teenager, I’m afraid you’ll lead him astray.”

Batman thought about it for a moment and actually found that what Ma Zhaodi said made a lot of sense.

“He does show more adventurous tendencies than other people his age, and he doesn’t seem to be opposed to vigilantes, which may not be a good thing for him,” he said. “I will try to avoid contacting him as Batman in the future—with his intelligence and talent, he may be more suited to working for Wayne Enterprises in the future.”

"You think so highly of him?"

Batman didn't answer. Although he was quite certain that he had never known Jason before, nor had he ever met the boy, and the two had never crossed paths, deep down he always felt a strange sense of familiarity with the boy—he couldn't explain why, it was just his intuition.

“Besides the first three you sent, I also found information on Ms. Nora Allen.”

Batman then changed the subject: "Unfortunately, she also passed away a long time ago. I looked into her case; it was a suspicious death, and her husband was in jail. According to the woman, her last memory before she was brought here was that a speedster stabbed her in the stomach."

"Wait, wait, you also know about speedsters?"

“Over the years, both Keystone City and Central City have seen their share of speedsters, some good and some bad,” Batman replied. “Just because I’m focused on Gotham City doesn’t mean I’m completely ignorant of the outside world.”

"Then what else do you want to ask? You've already found out almost everything."

At this point, Ma Zhaodi had already reached his front door. He took out his key from his pocket and turned the doorknob.

"Where did they come from?"

"It's the answer you guessed: parallel worlds, parallel universes."

Will anyone else come?

"It's unlikely. These two universes are not interconnected, and currently I'm the only one who can bring people back and forth."

"Your original universe is not here."

"Yes."

Ma Zhaodi waved his hand: "But this question is meaningless, because I can't go back to my own universe—remember to close the door when you come in."

"Why did you come?"

"There's no reason. I didn't come here on my own initiative. I just wanted to work after I got here."

After asking these questions, Batman's voice disappeared.

But Ma Zhaodi knew he hadn't left yet, because Batman must still have one question he most wanted to ask.

He didn't urge him, but simply walked to the window and looked up at the moon.

The rain outside had stopped, and Gotham was unusually clear for the night. The clear moonlight shone into the room through the window, making Gotham seem gentle and quiet.

Ma Zhaodi liked this feeling very much, so he didn't turn on the light and just waited by the window.

After a long while, Batman's voice finally rang out again.

"Is there another Wayne family in another world?"

(End of this chapter)