Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 60: Santa Claus cooks Laba porridge, why do I have such a dream
Jason held the bowl and drank three whole bowls, completely filling his empty stomach with the rich porridge. At this time, his other companions had already started burping.

At this moment, the chef patted him on the shoulder and asked, "I heard them call you Jason?"

"Yes sir, my name is Jason."

"My name is Ma Zhaodi. I'm Asian, Chinese, so my full name is Ma Zhaodi - what's your full name?"

"Jason Todd."

"Hey." Chef's face lit up. "Did that movie inspire your name? The one with the big guy in the hockey mask, Jason?"

"Sir." Jason didn't dare to look Ma Zhaodi in the eye, nor did he answer his question. Instead, he asked cautiously, "Why are you helping me?"

"Well?" Ma Zhaodi thought for a moment and replied, "I wanted to help, and I could, so I did. And I guess I'm not the only one who's helped you."

Jason immediately thought of a woman who looked very much like Black Cat and a man who looked very much like Bat. His children's gang had indeed received help from them. The woman gave them some money, and the man dealt with many criminals who wanted to attack them.

"I guess what you really want to ask is, why am I not being held accountable?"

Jason still kept his head down and nodded silently.

"Because you didn't do anything more extreme to survive, Jason."

Ma Zhaodi patted his head. "Most people appear normal in normal times. They abide by the rules, support themselves, and don't commit crimes. But in times of hardship, they are ordinary people. Naturally, they have weaknesses and may cross their own boundaries. The more difficult the situation, the harder it is to persevere."

"Jason, when faced with a life-or-death situation, the worst thing you did was steal, and you even did it to save your companions. In fact, you are very kind and brave. Or rather, you are all very kind."

"If I were in your situation, I wouldn't necessarily be as kind and brave as you."

Jason still kept his head down. His nose felt sore and he felt like crying, so he didn't want to raise his head.

Ever since his mother died early and his father was imprisoned for drug trafficking, leaving him virtually an orphan, he rarely heard recognition from other adults. He was more often scolded, ignored, or deceived.

He didn't say anything, so Ma Zhaodi didn't bother interrupting his thoughts. Instead, he turned to look at the other children and asked, "Are there any other children like you around here?"

The kids from the car gang looked at each other, guessing what Ma Zhaodi was going to do. One of them stammered, "Yes, there are three gangs in..."

"Zebby!" The kid who looked a little smarter suddenly shouted, interrupting him.

"Colin, don't be like this." Jason, having calmed down, raised his head again. "They're not doing well either."

"But, Jason, they usually bully us so much!"

"They've also worked with us before - it's very cold now, we can't just watch them freeze to death. Otherwise, who can we find to work with in the future?"

Very smart, Ma Zhaodi thought, such a smart kid is rare in Gotham - wait, his name is Jason?

Jason Todd? I'm awesome! Jason Todd! Batman's second Robin! The future Red Hood!

There are multiple versions of his origin story, but Ma Zhaodi vaguely remembers that in one version he had a very bad temper, in fact, a very bad temper, impulsive, irritable, violent and stubborn - but this version of Jason was also very powerful. He removed two tires of the Batmobile by himself. In Ma Zhaodi's cognition, this achievement was unprecedented and no super criminal in Gotham City had ever done it.

Could this version of him be him? But his temper doesn't seem that bad, or perhaps he hasn't developed into the aggressive, aggressive character he will be in the future?

A person's character is shaped by his or her growth experience. Jason may not have been a bad-tempered person at the beginning. Now it seems that he is clearly a good boy like Tim.

But he will most likely become Batman's Robin in the future. Wouldn't it be inconsistent with my principle of seeking profit and avoiding harm to have too frequent contact with him or have too close a relationship with him?

"." Ma Zhaodi shook his head. No matter what, it was not his style to abandon the children and ignore them. He could consider future matters later. As for now, he should help them get through this winter first.
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That night, bats spread their wings and flew over Gotham City again.

The cold wave brought by the winter snow had almost no effect on him. The bat suit created by Wayne Technology, coupled with Batman's own super physique, gave him a strong ability to adapt to the environment.

And tonight, his condition is better than ever - he went to the hospital for a check-up today, and seven of the more than ten fractures in his body have healed, and the new fractures have also recovered a lot. According to the doctor, he only needs to rest for two months to return to normal level.

But he couldn't rest. Batman didn't take a vacation, and he couldn't take a vacation.

While he was patrolling the area where homeless children were active in the East District, something caught his attention.

"The fire, the huge gathering of homeless children—something's not right. I've never seen anything like this in Gotham before. Even when these kids were fighting, there wasn't a scene this big."

He slightly retracted his cloak, and his gliding posture suddenly changed to a dive, flying towards the gathering place.

The closer he got, the more he could smell a rich fragrance, like... porridge?
Someone came here to cook porridge?
Who would do such a thing?

Seeing that he was about to land, he spread his cloak again, suddenly slowed down his dive speed, and with a light roll, Batman landed silently on the top of a low building.

He looked up and found that in an open-air temporary shack, a man wearing a red cotton coat, black boots and a Christmas hat was stirring an oversized pot with a spoon in his hand. The sweet and fragrant smell of porridge wafted out of the pot.

"What is this guy doing again?"

Batman is an expert in disguise and so of course he could see through the true face of that "Santa Claus" at a glance, even though the other party had a funny long white beard. But he was almost 100% sure that this man was Ma Zhaodi, whose house was burned down yesterday and who became a homeless wanderer.

"What does he want to do? Is there a conspiracy in this matter?"

Batman's thought process always starts from this direction.

"Or perhaps he doesn't have any particular purpose, but simply wants to help the homeless children in the East District?"

Batman fell into thought.

(End of this chapter)