The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

After driving the Arkham Asylum, Bruce didn't choose to take the car, but changed into the long-lost bat suit, and returned to the night of Gotham again.

Walking along the Arkham Asylum, you will be able to come to the edge of the East District, along the edge all the way south, you will arrive at the Capuchins site, which can be said to be the sub-center of the East District, apart from Living Hell and Green Street. Outside, emerging active areas.

The water on the main road has basically been drained, but there are still many puddles in the alleys near the main street. When the boots step on it, it can splash high water.

The roads in Gotham are actually not enough to carry so many overweight trucks, so many places have been crushed beyond recognition. Some truck drivers look for alleys in order to take shortcuts. The quality of the road here is even worse, and there is more water. .

The curly-tailed kids were all sent back to their place, no one bothered them, Jason was sent to the hospital, but maybe he's out of the hospital now, standing on the wall in the alley, Batman's gaze Searching aimlessly, he wanted to see an acquaintance, but Jason didn't appear in his sight.

He knew that he couldn't just enter Capuchin's territory like this, rush into their base, and then go find Jason, because he is not a child now, he doesn't belong here, and breaking the rules here will only give children They bring more serious disasters.

Going further east from Curly Tail, you will find Green Street, where the gangsters in the Eastern District made their fortunes, and it was also the wealthy district where the most prominent gangster families once lived.

But that was a long time ago, and now all the houses here are very old and sparsely populated, and the thugs at the gates of the nightclubs at the end of the street are bored, and they haven't seen any guests worthy of compliments for a long time.

Batman walked from the terrace above their heads, followed the bright neon lights, and came all the way to the living hell. The place is very lively at this time. From a long distance, you can see the landmark building of the living area, that is The whole residential building integrated into one.

The entire living hell area is a whole building, they are connected to each other, criss-crossing, like an independent world.

Standing at the foot of the steel giant, Batman could see the figures coming and going in various narrow corridors.

He was sure that he saw smiles on the faces of the residents here, but this made him feel extra ridiculous. The living conditions here are not good at all. The per capita living area is less than ten square meters. In some places, you can even bend over to pass.

But the people here seem to feel very happy and even proud. Why?

Perhaps, Batman thought, it was because they were better off and happier than anyone else here.

Batman feels that this is very unfair, because people here have never seen a wider world since they were born. They don't know what a truly happy life should look like. Feelings are false and they have too many unmet needs.

But Batman knew that the first phase of the project to transform the living hell emptied almost all of the working capital of the Wayne Group at that time. It can be said that his blood flowed in this amazing building.

It stands to reason that he saved so many people, improved their lives, and made them feel happy. He should feel very proud and feel that his compassion has been satisfied.

After all, he paid so much, he didn't need to do these things, these people died and rotted here, it has nothing to do with him, and now, he saved them, they will not express their gratitude, they will not even remember, Maybe he will scold him when he sees the newspaper.

Batman's rationality was telling him that what he did was meaningless, but an emotion sprouted from his heart. At this moment, he suddenly understood what Clark had said to him.

Because I'm stronger, smarter, and able to fly than them, they treat me like a god, but I don't like that very much, because gods don't just have to be strong, smarter, and fly.

If a person can save everyone and let everyone get the happiness they want, then he can be called a god. I can't do it, so I don't want anyone to call me a god.

Or, I am afraid of this title. If they have such expectations of me, but I can't do it, they will be disappointed, and I will feel ashamed.

Batman didn't know if Clark realized that he could actually save all humans when he said this, but now, when he reads this sentence, he knows that he has this ability.

So why didn't he do it right away?

What emotion is rising in his heart now?

What was it that was holding him back from giving Schiller a straight-up answer in the affirmative?

Maybe it's human nature, Batman thought, maybe it's the most instinctive self-preservation as a human being. This emotion is telling him that he doesn't want to lose the luxurious Wayne Manor, the Batcave with all kinds of high-tech equipment, and the Wayne Group that can provide him with a steady stream of funds...

Is it worth it to exchange these for the tiny happiness of everyone who has nothing to do with him?

When thinking about these issues, Batman felt that he was nailed to a cross. When the wedge after wedge was nailed into his body, the hypocrisy, selfishness, and greedy humanity flowed out along with the blood. .

In the process of walking through the East District, Batman felt that he had embarked on a pilgrimage. Some negative emotions in his heart were washed away by the wind and sand, and more light shone from the cracks in his heart wall.

Going south from the living hell, he was about to approach Gotham Cathedral. In a slum residential area very close to here, Batman stopped outside. He remembered that he had been here before.

He followed the trail of the murderer of his parents, and came to an attic, where he saw the old Louis, holding an empty salt shaker in his hand, and there was nothing in it.

Batman boarded the building again and jumped from the roof to the balcony of the attic. When he looked in through the window, there was no one there, only messy debris left.

This is not surprising, because Louis' physical condition was on the verge of collapse at that time, and he could not have survived in this place for three years. After his death, it seemed that this place was not rented out, but turned into a storage room. .

There was a loud noise from downstairs. It seemed that a drunkard had smashed a flower pot. The owner of the house was scolding him. On the lower floor, there were children screaming, as if someone was scolding him for stealing.

Batman left the building, walked along the alley, all the way to Gotham Cathedral, but he met a person he didn't expect, Constantine, on a side street.

Today, Constantine seemed much more awake. He was looking down for something with a cigar in his mouth. When he saw Batman, he froze for a moment, looked him up and down and said, Are you okay? Originally, I wanted to go to the manor to see you. Well, unfortunately, your housekeeper won't let me in.

What are you looking for? Batman asked.

Recently I moved, but the truck driver who helped me move was a stinky driver. He bumped too much. The materials for making the magic circle are gone. I'm looking around... Constantine put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker Inside, turn left and right, stick to the ground and search carefully.

Material? What's that? Batman asked again.

Uh, it's hard for me to say, you better not know. Konstantin stomped his feet as if he wanted to divert the topic. He said, What are you doing here? I remember, you seemed to be injured before. , why don't you go to the hospital to recuperate?

Batman was silent for a while, then looked at Constantine and asked, Do you think I can save Gotham?

Constantine froze for a moment. He first rolled his eyes, looked at the sky, and then said, ...it should be possible.

I want to hear the truth. Batman looked very simple and straightforward.

Constantine sighed, stepped forward, put his arms around Batman's shoulders and said, Bruce, you don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. Really, this city doesn't need to be saved, and it can't be saved.

Why? Batman asked.

It's just... You see, the people here are not bad, I think. You may have too little experience. There are many places that are much more miserable than here. The slums in London may be worse than here, so don't worry about it. Too much.

Batman turned his head to stare at Constantine. He knew that he was not telling the truth. Constantine was oppressed by his eyes. After a long while, he let go, rubbed his hands, stomped his feet and said:

Well, kid, you're always so perceptive. If you really want to know, I can only say that you can't save this city, but it's not because you're not strong enough, it's because of some more mysterious reasons.

I know, you don't believe in fate very much, but fate is real. Maybe someone can decide the fate of this city, but he doesn't like this place, so he uses it as a trash can.

Look, the world is so big, you don't have to paint the trash can into a house, there must be a trash can in every house, right?

Constantine's speech was a bit upside down, and some occult words were mixed in during the period, but Batman understood it, and he said: It's not just man-made reasons that Gotham has become like this, right?

Constantine sighed deeply again and said: Some things, I can't say very clearly, there are many people staring at me, I can tell you these, just because you are my friend, I can only tell you , Batman, stop doing useless work.

Batman walked past Constantine. Constantine wanted to chase him, but he couldn't catch up at all. He could only watch his figure disappear at the end of the alley.

Batman's steps are getting faster and faster, as if he is chasing something, his steps are getting heavier, but also more determined.

The sound of boots stepping on the steps, with a dull, deafening thunder, Batman stepped on the steps of Gotham Cathedral and came to the wide chapel, but the person waiting under the icon was not the priest, but the priest. Le.

Batman slowed down, and walked slowly opposite Schiller. He saw the halo above Schiller's head, but he was not surprised by it. Schiller flipped through the Bible on the podium and prayed in a low voice.

Then he asked, Batman, have you made your choice?

I will save this place. Batman took a deep breath and said, No matter how much you pay, no matter how much you have to sacrifice, no matter whether people remember me or not, I don't care about these, because I am the night.

Of course I will save this place. Whoever arranged Gotham's established destiny, arranged my destiny, and made the tragedies that could never have happened again and again, I will let him know how powerful it is, because, I am revenge.

I'm going to save this place in the end, use all the resources I can get, use my intelligence and talent, use everything I have learned from everyone, to win this war, must win this war, because, I am the bat man.

When his voice fell, the moonlight that had originally dressed the crucified Jesus through the top window of the church also fell on him.

And Schiller was still praying in a low voice:

Lovely Father, I will repent of my arrogance, because I have not heard the Gospel, I have not seen the miracle of your coming into the world, I have no faith, no pious...

Now, you have chosen me and sent your beloved son to the world to suffer, to be crucified on a cross, corroded skin, stripped of face, shed blood, and died...

Batman lowered his head, because he saw that the wound on his body was emitting a faint light.

Schiller's deep prayer echoed in the cathedral, and as his speech speed became faster and faster, the light became more and more intense, until it became circle after circle of halos, lighting up behind Batman, and then Take it back into his body.

Whoever believes in you on earth will follow you in heaven. We heard from the Lord that when he died, he was resurrected. All the sufferings he suffered were atonement for our sins.

When he lost everything, let us know that he is... the everlasting Lord Jesus.

After the prayer, Schiller looked at Batman and smiled and said:

From God to man, and from man to God again...Jesus is always there.

Batman felt that he didn't gain extra power, but something was different. Finally, he heard Schiller's low voice echoing in the church, with a strong killing intent that he had never heard before:

Laughing Bat, come quickly...Jesus will bless you, amen.

Did not expect it! This is my Schiller's escape route!