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Chapter 36 Gotham Purchasing Agency
Roadside: [@Hatake Kakashi, is it ready? Let me see~! ]

Hatake Kakashi: [I'm confused.]

Hatake Kakashi: [Stir-fried Green.JPG]

Roadside: [I fried a plate, want to trade?]

[Hatake Kakashi exchanged items with Lubian]

Hatake Kakashi: [It tastes good and goes well with white rice.]

Roadside: [The plate is nice, I accept it.]

Hatake Kakashi: [……]

Edward Newgate: "Would you like some of my ship's rum, mate?"

Roadside: [Brother, yes, yes, I have been wanting to taste your collection of wine for a long time.]

[Exchanged items with Edward Newgate on the roadside]

In the yard by the roadside, a jar of wine taller than him appeared. The wine he took to exchange with Whitebeard was from his wine gourd. The miniature glass of wine in Whitebeard's hand looked a bit funny.

Roadside: [This jar of wine is enough for me to swim in. ]

Edward Newgate: [Your wine is excellent, but it is too little.]

Bruce Wayne: [Anyone want to try my pasta?]

Roadside: [I’m coming!!!]

[Exchanged items with Bruce Wayne on the roadside]

Mr. Bruce got an empty plate, which was Kakashi's plate, and exchanged it for old Bruce's tomato meat sauce pasta on the roadside.

Lubian: [I'm so touched. I declare that the item exchange function is the best function in the group, second only to the life exchange function.]

Roadside: [I suddenly have the motivation to make money again. ]

Roadside: [@Bruce Wayne, Master Bruce, could you please help me buy some modern items? I want to buy some kitchen items like frying pans.]

Bruce Wayne: [Yes.]

Bruce Wayne: [I know you don't have much money right now, I can buy what you need and exchange it with you.]

Roadside: [Master, you are so kind.]

Bruce Wayne: [Write me the list.]

Roadside: [Master, this is what I need: ...]

Bruce copied the list of items on the roadside onto a piece of notepaper. At a glance, they were all daily necessities and kitchen supplies.

Daily necessities are no different from what he usually buys at the supermarket, but for kitchen supplies, Master Bruce needs to go to the specialty supermarket in Chinatown.

Master Bruce picked up his car keys and went out. He needed to drive from the suburbs of Gotham City to the city center of Gotham City.

When he was young, he liked luxury sports cars with explosive performance. When he got older, he preferred sturdy and durable family trucks.

More than ten minutes later, Master Bruce arrived in the city of Gotham. He parked his car in the underground parking lot of the supermarket and pushed a shopping cart into the supermarket.

With the shopping list, Master Bruce put everything he wanted to buy into the shopping cart as quickly as if he was carrying out a mission, and then went to the self-service checkout.

"Dear, let's divide it into six periods..."

"Divide it into twelve installments, so that we will be less stressed."

Old Bruce listened quietly to the couple in front of him discussing the issue of installment payments.

He took a look into the other person's shopping bag, which was full of food.

Old Bruce became puzzled.

Has he been out of touch with society for too long? Do Gothamites have to pay for their groceries on instalments now?

The couple ahead of old Bruce agreed to divide the queue into twelve installments and then it would be old Bruce's turn.

Bruce put the items from the shopping cart one by one onto the self-service checkout counter and scanned the code to check out. The amount of the bill kept increasing, and finally it was beyond old Bruce's expectations.

"Am I really out of touch with society?"

Bruce thought it was a rare trip out, so he bought himself some groceries. The exaggerated amount of bills he paid could have bought three or four times as much groceries when he was young.

"It's inflation," muttered old Bruce.

Next, Bruce went to the specialty supermarket in Gotham's Chinatown and bought some kitchen supplies like woks and stir-fries. He also had dinner at a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown. Bruce didn't return to Wayne Manor until after 7 p.m.

The lonely old Bruce turned on the TV and turned on the sound, then notified the people on the street that he had bought everything.

Bruce Wayne: [Ready to exchange?]

Roadside: [I'm ready~! I'm ready~!]

【Bruce Wayne exchanged items with the roadside】

A pile of "junk" appeared in front of Master Bruce.

It has some value to the roadside, but it has no value to the master.

Roadside: [Master, I will make enough money soon.]

Bruce Wayne: [You can use artwork instead. Aren't you good at sculpture?]

Roadside: [Okay, I understand.]

Lubian decided that he wanted to carve a Batman statue for Bruce.

Batman is not a god or Buddha, but he can be carved on the roadside with peace of mind.

In a few days...

Roadside: [@Bruce Wayne, sir, come and take a look, is there anything you want to adjust? ]

Roadside: [Batman Statue.JPG]

Bruce Wayne: [No. Thank you, I love it.]

Old Bruce walked to his study and entered the secret entrance of the Batcave. He wanted to place the stone statue of Batman carved for him on the roadside in the Batcave.

Roadside: [Are you ready?]

Bruce Wayne: [Okay, let's exchange.]

The Batman sculpture on the roadside disappeared, replaced by a bat dart.

On old Bruce's side, a lifelike statue of Batman stands in the Batcave.

There is also a bronze statue of Batman in the city garden of Gotham City, where the citizens of Gotham go to when they miss Batman. The bronze Batman statue is not as good-looking as the stone statue on the roadside.

The next day, old Bruce came to the Batman statue in Gotham City.

There are many tents in the city garden.

It's not that there are people camping here, but some homeless people live here.

"Hey, are you here to see this guy too?"

On a bench not far from the Batman statue, a dirty homeless man shouted at old Bruce.

"Yes." Old Bruce walked towards the homeless man.

"Oh, Batman, Batman~!"

"There is no evil in Gotham, but a greater evil hangs over the entire country." The tramp hummed.

"What sin are you talking about?" Old Bruce frowned.

“The dream of this country.”

“The dreams woven by the upper class immerse everyone in them until they lose everything.”

"Gotham is the only decent place."

"Wayne Group is the last conscience of this country."

“…” Old Bruce remained silent.

He understood what the homeless man was talking about.

"Do you think you understand?" The tramp looked at Old Bruce and laughed.

"You don't really know anything."

"How did you become a tramp?" asked old Bruce.

"A few years ago, my house caught fire..."

(End of this chapter)